Till Death Do us Apart - Episode 43&44

 

TILL D£ATH DO US APART

Till Death Do us Apart - Episode 43&44

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The elevator door slid open at the feel of Ivanna's palm prints, and that was when she looked up, giving Lissa a intentional flipping stare before entering the elevator.

Lissa's eyes are still gaping wide, riding from Ivanna's tattooed neck to her bold big n+ples on her chest.

She could hear the ringing of her own skull, and it's harmful.

Her eyes trembled, starting from the brows to the lashes to the balls.

As the elevator started closing, Lissa's trembling got worse.

Emma—unable to take what was happening, slid into the elevator with Ivanna, and immediately she did, the elevator door closed.

She revealed the small combat knife she's holding between her fingers, and Ivanna smiled, cynically.

"Oh...I see the slave is mad about what's happening to her master. You here to fight for your Bambi Miss?"

Emma moved her head slowly, resembling a iguana's. She has a strong build from regular workouts, and her eyeballs are extra dark.

"My Miss and Sir Leo have been best fuckin friends since they were born. I won't allow an undesired dirt like you to drive a wedge between them!" Emma declared, lunging forward with the sharp knife.

At the same time, the elevator opened—It's at the top Citadel already.

Ivanna slipped out before the knife could touch her.

Emma followed her in.

Ivanna collided with a sofa in the relaxation room, and she nearly toppled over.

That little distraction gave Emma a smooth chance.

She raised the knife again, wanting to thrust it down on Ivanna, but then...

A change occurred — a resounding gunshot roared.

Ivanna went stiff, and her brain wondered where the bullet hit, till Emma cried out.

"Jesus f+kin Christ!!!!!!"

The bullet actually hit her hand—the middle of her palm.

Her blood dropped in dots all-over Ivanna's face as she stood above her.

Ivanna was too stunned to speak at first, but then...she saw him.

Leonardo.

Like an unapologetic villain, he stood by the door of the visitor's washroom, holding his brown archivist gun. 

The gun is still aimed, and he looks fierily angry, bloody mad, and utterly disrespected.

So many expressions that played in a circle across his gloomy face.

Emma held the wrist of her shot leaking palm with her second hand, and when she saw Leonardo too, she gasped, remembering that she's not even supposed to be here.

Lissa has access, but Emma has never followed Lissa into this Citadel. Whenever Lissa came, Emma stayed outside by the elevator door.

She must have been so enraged by Ivanna's guts that she flew into the elevator with her, forgetting the rules 

"I'm...so sorry sir," she started. 

Her blood stained the ground so much already, and it's still dropping.

Leonardo's eyes are on the bloody ground like he wants to wipe it clean with her hair. He looks irritated.

"I know I shouldn't have entered, but Ivanna was—"

She could only say that much before Leonardo returned the gun into his wall hostler, then...

He stomped to Emma, seizing her neck into the middle of his palm.

They both journeyed away from that spot, and a second later, they were across the room.

Leonardo slammed her back violently on his cellar shelf.

There was a loud crash immediately, and more than ten expensive bottles of wine fell off.

One of it fell on Emma's head, and blood covered her face too.

"S...I...R...Sir... I'm...so...grr...so...rry"

Emma talked like a problematic kiddies machine, unable to do a thing as she wriggled at his mercy.

Leonardo was looking her in the eye as he squeezed her neck, and that circle of expressions is now gone.

Now, he's smiling—grinning.

"Tell me....is it painful?" He whispered. "Say it's painful... Talk to me!!" He laughed.

Behind them, Ivanna watched his craziness silently. Also, she's thinking of how she'd clean the mess of blood and wine on the ground.

"It's... it's...pain...ful...ahkkkk!" Emma groaned in bold agony, eyes reddening, face coloured, lips pale, life slipping out of her little by little.

She's seeing death face-to-face. 

Death is Leonardo.

"Then you shouldn't have trespassed into my territory!" He spat, increasing the pressure on her neck.

Obviously, he's taking his time to press so she'd feel every ounce of pain and anguish.

The elevator opened, and Lissa rushed inside, gasping when she saw the position her maid is in.

"Leo? Leo!!"

She picked Emma's fallen knife and threw it at him, but Leonardo moved slightly and caught the knife.

He caught with one hand, the other one still looped on Emma's throat.

He threw the knife back, and Lissa swiftly dragged Ivanna.

She covered herself with Ivanna, but she was swift too. She did the high kick, balling the knife away.

"You know you can't kill my maid!" Lissa said.

"Don't get cute, she came in here!" Leonardo glared.

"Are you saying Ivanna is better than my maid? Emma is from a family of rich judges and lawyers, I killed everyone in her family just to have her beside me as a maid, but Ivanna? A lowly thief! Daughter of construction site workers! You actually registered her biometrics on your door?" Lissa said furiously.

Leonardo didn't even reply to that rant, he simply dragged Emma to the spot where he shot her at.

He threw her a merciless, deadly slap, and Emma fell down on top of her own pool of blood.

"Leo, stop it!" Lissa blocked him.

"She either drinks her own blood with her own mouth, or I kill her." Leonardo declared in a low but evil-charged voice.

"What!" Lissa's eyes widened.

She heard a slurp behind, and she twisted to see Emma is already licking her own blood.

She's licking with her tongue, and Lissa gasped again.

"Look at that...," Leonardo smiled devilishly, taking his seat.

Ivanna who has been standing idle finally moved.

She picked up her cleaning tools and went to the cellar to start cleaning the fallen wine bottles.

Leonardo put a call through to the kitchen, asking for squid ink pasta.

Emma kept slurping, drinking her own blood, and Lissa kept standing, watching the show.

When Emma's lips left the floor, she already drank the whole blood.

She licked it clean.

She slumped unconsciously on the floor, and Lissa quickly picked her up, taking her out of the Citadel.

She went to drop her at the hood before coming back, and when she came back, Leonardo's breakfast has already been delivered, and he's already eating at the meal table.

Ivanna is still cleaning the cellar quietly.

"What exactly is going on? Your zodiac sign tattoo on her neck? Same tattoo I got during our friendship oath? And as if that wasn't enough, her biometrics on your door?" Lissa sat opposite Leonardo at the meal table, her face depicting curiosity.

"I marked her as my marionette. Naturally, i pull the strings," Leonardo replied, slowly slipping the pasta fork out of his juicy red lips.

For a minute, Lissa watched him, wishing to be that fork between his lips, or better still...her breàsts.

She suddenly wants to feel what it's like to have him suck her till her n1pples bleed.

She fantasized about it for more than a minute, forgetting about Emma totally. She felt her n1pples hardening on her chest.

She shot a glance at Ivanna at the cellar — at her chest.

Ivanna's nips are bigger and rounder than hers. It shows in her tight singlet

She had difficulty pulling her eyes away, but when she did, she spoke....

"I feel like you changed," 

"How so? Cos I have a marionette now?" Leonardo looked up. "My dead mother had one, I'm not allowed?"

"But your tattoo, Leo—"

"Mother marked me too!" Leonardo snapped, raising his left finger.

One of the tattoos on his middle finger includes VV in italics.

"I know she marked you, but—"

"Stop talking about it, Issa. You finally decided to end your break,this ain't a good way to start over..." He interrupted sharply.

Lissa felt her throat clogging.

Her bestie grip on Leonardo seems to be loosening, but still...she smiled and picked her fork too.

She joined him in the meal.

They were in the middle of the meal when Ivanna finished cleaning.

She left the Citadel without exchanging words with any of them, and as she walked towards the elevator, Leonardo's eyes followed her. Her bóobs at first, but then her hips and waist.

Her hips aren't even half as wide as Lissa's, but still, it's there—the leggings shaped it out.

As he stared, he stabbed his pasta with his fork till she entered the elevator and left.

Lissa was following his eyes throughout, and her palms nearly tore her knees apart under the table.

She drank wine with an eye roll.

Leonardo dropped his fork and wiped his lips with a napkin, standing and leaving the meal table.

He barely ate half.

Lissa quickly stood, and when he began returning inside, she quickly hugged him from behind, so tight and madly intimate.

Her head rested on his back, and her breaths regulated.

"I missed you, a lot." She said.

"You're being too cute today, what's the occasion?" He muttered interestedly, untangling her arms from himself.

He faced her, and Lissa grabbed his face without warning. She leaned in for a deep lip kiss.

Using his fingers, Leonardo her a throat stab, and she let go of him.

"Don't be a brat, Issa. I f+ked you, and I'm still gonna f+k you again, but I won't kiss you. I'll only kiss death when it's my time to die..." He said casually, leaving her.

Lissa arms fell.

Then, Bobby entered with the Albanians documents completed.

His head bandage is gone.

"Meeting is set for two days, we're flying to Albania tomorrow..." He pointed the documents at him.

"I sent Sandra to do this, not you. Also, why would WE fly to Albania together?" Leonardo rolled eyes.

He took the documents and dumped them on the floor.

"Leo!" Bobby picked the documents and went after him.

"I'm gonna really kill you, Bob." Leonardo changed routes.

Bobby blocked again, but this time, he went on his knees and hugged Leonardo's legs dramatically.

"Cardi is like an enemy who pays me money to do her dirty job. Sandra is an half-witted baby sis. You're the only close one and I'm gonna really die if we don't go to Albernia together! I need a break from the warehouse, let your marionette take care of it" He groaned, kissing Leonardo's legs.

"You're disgusting!" Leonardo kicked him, and Bobby fell away.

Leonardo walked past him, but this time, he took the documents.

"You've exhausted your forgiveness bundle with me, don't come asking for it ever again after today. Prepare for the trip to Albania..with me." He said.

"Settled!" Bobby stood.

"Wanna tag along to Albania?" Leonardo faced Lissa.

"Anywhere you go ..." Lissa shrugged in agreement.

"Get ready then," Leonardo said blankly, entering the bedroom.

Bobby scoffed at Lissa before rushing after Leonardo, into the bedroom.

"It's been a while since I took any of your jackets, I have to restock now..."

Lisssa suddenly felt heavy-headed in the relaxation room, so she picked a cigar from the center table and started looking for the general lighter, till she got to her ashtray.

On the ashtray, there's a necklace.

She picked it up slowly, her eyes darkening cos she recognized the owner immediately.

It's Ivanna's necklace that's always on her neck. She has seen her rubbing it most of the times.

Must be of great importance to her, but she forgot it here...

Lissa's eyes flicked.

Her mind went to Emma who's at the Healthood.

She got shot cos she followed Ivanna, so it's only right that Ivanna pays.

Ivanna is Leonardo's marionette, and she's Leonardo's best friend...

Why not share her with him?

His trip to Albernia is tomorrow. 

Perfect.

She entered the bedroom and met him studying the meeting documents.

"I have a business meeting to attend with mum tomorrow, I won't be able to tag along to Albania...pardon your bestie..." She said sweetly.

Leonardo stared emptily for a sec, then he shrugged.

"Carry on with your business then,"

"But don't worry... I'll entertain you when you're over there." She said.

Leonardo frowned, but Lissa left without further talks.

Bobby came out of the closet, wearing a stolen shirt already.

"At dusk, summon Nino and give him an assignment," Leonardo said.

"What assignment?" Bobby asked.

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[Healthood, Island's Ward]

Island's lashes seemed to be overly webbed as she's still asleep.

Her body is tucked completely under the white quilt.

When the footsteps of the running doctor in the hallway sounded in her ears, her lashes part ways.

She held her breaths, gripping the quilt tightly to her body, afraid to let it go so she won't meet disappointment.

Donna Felicia got her the cure since two days ago. It came as a balm, and after she applied the balm on her skin, she fell into a deep sleep.

According to Donna Felicia, she's supposed to wake up spotless without the prints again.

Island got down from the bed and stealthily walked up to the full mirror which Donna had provided.

She stood in front of it, closing her eyes again and counting the seconds fearfully before opening her eyes.

They popped—not in horror, but in shock, happiness and excitement.

Her skin prints are really gone!

"F+k! I'm back! I'm back!!!" She screamed, jumping.

"Yes!!! Bi+çhes!! I'm f+kin back!!! My skin is back! Nino I'm back for you!!!"

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[Penthouse]

Donna Felicia is in the restroom.

The tap is on as she communicated with Penny over the phone.

"Is the pain reducing?" Penny asked.

Felicia looked down at her fingers. She's wearing prosthetic silicone fingers on the two cut fingers, so Don Anthony didn't find out.

Penny is the only secret keeper.

"The pain is nothing, Island just called to say the balm worked." Felicia said happily.

"Good, at least your efforts aren't in vain, but what are you gonna tell the Don when this gets out in the future?" Penny asked.

"The future isn't here yet, so keep that off the chats for now..." Felicia said.

"And you're still refusing to tell me what your relationship with Island is." Penny said curiously.

"Not now, worry about Lissa's maid instead. Leo harmed her seriously." Felicia gossiped.

"You mean Emma? What did Leo do to Emma? Does he have a kink for hurting maids? Fûck!" Penny ranted.

"I heard she wanted to attack Ivanna in the Citadel, but Leo fired, claiming it's a taboo to enter his Citadel. You know how he hates unauthorized people inside his space..." Felicia said.

"Darn it! It's always Ivanna... always her..." Penny groaned.

"Felly?" Don Anthony's voice called outside, and Felicia clicked red.

She left the restroom and met the Don waiting by the staircase.

"Thony?" She smiled.

"You were where?" Anthony asked, extending an hand to place on her waist as they descended.

"In the restroom, are you ok?" Felicia asked, touching his face.

"Leo and Bob will be flying down to Albania tomorrow to meet the Cartel," he said.

"The deal is really happening? But it seems their boss don't really like this clan, and he might move funny..." Felicia said, genuinely worried.

"Leo will take care of it, and the whole empire will handle it if things go haywire. The Ndrangheta will step in, too. We're not losing. Their new velkrona drug is lucrative, we have to get our hands on it before Crimson Cave does." Anthony explained.

"You mentioned Ndrangheta, and I remember Sandra told me you had a clash with the Padrino," Felicia faced him softly. "Did he talk to you about Violent Vera again? More like Unfortunate Vera."

Anthony pulled her closer by the waist, and she gasped lightly.

"Vera? Padrino Marko? Can you forget about the two unwanted topics for now?" He shushed.

Felicia smiled, wrapping her arms on his as their lips clicked.

The kiss was dominating, and hard.

Felicia's back met the railings, and the kiss deepened, his moustache tickling her lips.

--

[Training Hood, 5pm]

It's not time for night training yet, but Ivanna is in here, boxing alone with the punching bag.

Sweat. Harsh breaths. Desperation. Anger. Desire to survive.

Everything clashed in her mind as she threw the punches, and she found herself spiralling.

She had narrow flashbacks...

Of how Ginny was always the happiest on Christmas.

Now Christmas is approaching, Ginny is gone.

She had flashbacks of how Hayden took her on a romantic expensive date on New year's day, January last year.

Now, another January is approaching but there's no Hayden.

Her parents might be poor, but they always made Christmas rich and memorable for them. 

Now, she has no idea how the parents are doing.

She needs to get merits fast on the next mission, she wants to see them.

She badly wants to see her parents and Hayden.

She began kicking the bag too, elbowing and headbutting like the bag is an enemy.

The weak leather bag was punctured by her blow, but she still kept going.

"Iva!" Robert entered with Hilda.

Hilda is carrying fruits for the two of them. The woman got discharged yesterday, and she looks good.

"The punching bag got punctured already, just rest at this point. You've been punching this thing since... two hours now." Robert said.

He pulled her to sit, fanning her sweaty face.

"Her consistency isn't bad, yunno ..." Hilda said, washing the apples before handing them over to the siblings.

"But she already punctured the bag. If the estate manager tells her to replace the bag, we don't have money..." Robert said.

Hilda chuckled lightly. "You're always so calculative,"

Ivanna took a large apple bite, and Hilda's phone buzzed.

She moved away to check. It's a text from Madam Penny.

★ Tommorow, Leo and Bob are flying. You better get it done.

She stiffened, but the entry of Bacardi made her turn.

"Miss Cardi," she blinked.

"Miss..." Robert started, but the he realized...

"Sorry, I mean Cardi." He corrected, awkwardly scratching his neck.

Bacardi smiled lightly, then snapped back into seriousness.

"Sure you heard about the Albernia trip tomorrow. Bobby won't be around to manage the warehouse. I've been assigned to supervise you both with the warehouse management..." She said.

"The warehouse? Us?" The siblings chorused in shock.

Bacardi nodded.

"That's huge, managing the warehouse for a day means a lot, you could gain merits," Hilda said brightly.

"What about Nino?" Robert asked.

"He has a different job," Bacardi said.

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[Clan's Oak Tree]

Bobby is below the tree with Nino, and while Nino is on his feet, Bobby sat on the VV'S bench, looking stern.

Looks like they're in a conversation.

"You want me to go to the nunnery tomorrow and investigate who sent the parcel to the Cooper siblings?" Nino asked with furrowed brows.

"Make it clean. I've never ordered you to do anything before, so do your best, be discreet..." Bobby said.

Nino looked at the info wrap with him and nodded.

"You sent the right person."

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[Citadel, Ten Minutes Later]

"You want me to go to the nunnery and investigate the person behind the Cooper siblings parcel?" Sandra said with a frown.

"You can't?" Leonardo replied.

He's sitting imposingly on a low chair in front of her.

"No, it's just so sudden. I thought we already forgot about whoever sent them. They're the real fools for coming here," Sandra shrugged.

Leonardo looked up, his glare seeming to be cutting her.

She cleared her throat. "Fine, I'll do as you said, and I'll call you."

She left the Citadel shortly.

As the elevator closed after her, Bobby came out of the bedroom.

"Now that we sent two different people, shall we await the show?" He grinned, settling in front of him.

"Make a call, get the bombardier jet ready for the trip..." Leonardo said.

"Trust me, bro." Bobby winked.

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[Crimson Cave, Next Day]

The air has changed a lot. 

After Hayden did the thing to Bradshaw with one punch at the fighting ring, he has earned more respect around here.

Now, gangsters stay off his lane, and a lot has asked to be his friend which he declined.

Bradshaw was bedridden for two days, and he's only just recovering, but no one has seen him, probably hiding in his room corner.

Moo and Hayden himself are currently walking the corridor, heading to Monika's hall.

As they moved, the gangster girls were all-over him, especially the ones who looked at him with scorn before.

There's so much admiration now.

• Now that Bradshaw has been humbled, I wanna f+k Hayden.

• But Bradshaw still surpasses Hayden with the face card. Hayden's body is just s+xier.

• Nah... Hayden is friggin hot! That mole on his cheek? S+ductiv£.

Their s+x-driven comments stopped when Moo threw a glance at them, and silence filled the corridor.

"Don't get too hyped up, they're hyping you doesn't mean they like you. They like Bradshaw, but they like your body... there's a difference so...careful." Moo told Hayden, but he kept walking like he didn't hear her.

Moo pulled him back by the arm, and his face turned with a twist.

"I brought you here, and you know better than leave me hanging when I talk to you!" She said.

Roughly, Hayden broke free from her grip.

"What else are you gonna do? You killed Dusk, killed Penny Armando's secretary in my clinic, and on the day I moved to another residence, you killed the truck driver and made me a criminal. There's nothing else you can do to make me shake... Get over yourself." He told her grimly and entered Monika's hall.

Moo stayed out for a while, her lips curling before she entered too.

This time, Monika isn't brushing her hair, painting her nails or looking at herself in the mirror.

She's mixing poisons on her table which looks like a laboratory workbench with conical flasks and whatnot.

"How many days here, and you're already beating Brad? You're impressing me even before your first mission. This is exactly your home." She said, directly at Hayden.

"This place can never and will never be my home, I have a home, and her name's Ivanna. I'm here for her, only her." Hayden replied.

Moo immediately kicked the back of his legs, and he fell on his knknees.

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"Let him be, Moona," Monika chuckled. "But where the hell is Brad? Is he hiding in his room?"

Bradshaw entered the hall immediately, and Moo's evil smile happened.

He went on two knees beside Hayden, but Hayden didn't even look at him.

"I deserve to be punished, Leader. A newbie won against me, it's shameful." Bradshaw said.

"Why would I punish you when my target was for him to get stronger than you?" Monika replied.

Bradshaw gulped, giving Hayden a bloody hateful stare.

"Now there's a new catch, I have a friend in Albania...his name is Valon..." Monika started.

"Valon? You mean boss of the Albania drug Cartel?" Moo asked.

"Correct, and right now the Outfit are on their way to Albania to make a deal with him...I feel like we're about to have another blast..." Monika said.

"You sit here all day, but you actually know what's going on in the House Of Esposito?" Hayden stood.

"There's a saying that goes ... You can only destroy enemies you know their history. They don't know my history, they don't even know the location of this Cave. My only match was Vera, but she's dead...so?" Monika widened her arms, laughing.

"I guess you called us here to spice up our trainings?" Bradshaw said.

"Of course...I want you three to drink from the conical flasks...it's a new potion for energizing." Monika replied, raising the flask.

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[Hellfire Brothel, Warehouse]

It's 7pm, and the brothel is alive as usual. Just that it's without Bobby—the life of the party.

While the iniquities went down inside the brothel, the backyard warehouse is full too.

Tonight's drug order is overwhelming, and Bacardi and Robert are busy directing the distributions as the money bags came in.

Half of the warehouse has the drug boxes, and the other half is full of moneybags and gold bars...all from tonight's sales.

There's hardly space to stand, so Bacardi and Robert stood on top of the money towers, directing the distributions from there.

Robert was stylishly looking at the money he's standing on throughout, and he's trying to make a rough estimate of how much.

He hasn't had half a million in his account before, so standing on top of insane illegal money seems inappropriate.

"We're standing on 1.5 billion," Bacardi said.

"The f+k! How much money does the clan make from this brothel nightly?" Robert faced her.

Bacardi placed a hand on his shoulder before replying.

"Sometimes, close to 4B..." 

"4 billion a night? F+k" Robert muttered, and Bacardi giggled.

"If this alliance with the Albania Cartel goes smoothly and we import velkrona into this country, we'll probably make 8 to 10 nightly."

"Insane work," Robert nodded.

A new order came in on the wall LED, and Robert snapped his fingers..

"One kilo Bong, room 17!" He said.

His order was followed by a mobster immediately, and he smiled...

Bacardi looked at him and smiled again. Somehow, his smile makes her smile too. It's contagious.

Her hand on his shoulder went tighter, and when Robert felt it, he looked down, shyly.

Meanwhile, outside the warehouse, Ivanna is alone.

When she heard about managing the warehouse, she was super excited, forgetting about her asthma.

But when they arrived here, she couldn't even enter the warehouse—the smell of the drugs was enough to drive her asthma insane, and the stuffiness is another thing.

So...she just stayed outside, but she didn't sit idle.

She's throwing punches at the air since there's no punching bag.

It's a snowy night, so the snow is bathing her there, but she suddenly noticed something.

Her necklace should be dangling on her chest as she threw the punches, but it's not.

She paused and looked down, shocked to see her necklace is gone.

"My chain!" She gasped, rubbing her neck as if it disappeared into her throat or something.

"No I can't lose it...no no no...my necklace..."

She started searching the ground maybe it fell, and that was when her phone choose to make a ding.

She pulled it out, and the text she met made her stand.

★ Finally noticed your missing necklace? Darn...I waited too long, you brainless thing. Come over to Stanley Bridge right now or I destroy your precious necklace.

Ivanna looked around after reading.

The person who sent this is definitely watching her right now, but what's more pressing is getting her stuff back, so she left the warehouse.

A minute after, Robert came out to check on her, but the warehouse corridor is empty.

"Where did she go?" He muttered.

--

Ivanna rode a taxi to Stanley bridge even when she has no money.

She just wants to get there as fast as possible, and get her precious necklace back. 

She can't afford losing.

Throughout the ride, she was restless, thinking about who the person could be, and when she arrived at the bridge, there's strangely a holdup cos every car is stopping.

Her taxi driver stopped too in the middle of so many cars, and Ivanna hopped out.

"Miss! Hey! Your payment!" The driver went after her desperately, till they both got to the middle of the bridge.

There, Lissa sat on a couch like a queen, her legs crossed. She held the necklace tip, dangling it slowly in front of her eyes.

"It's you..." Ivanna rushed forward, trying to snatch it.

Lissa folded her palms on it, standing and pushing Ivanna's chest back.

"Give it to me!" Ivanna went closer again.

Lissa grabbed her hair this time, shoving her.

"Look around and see what's really going on, mongrel!" Lissa spat angrily, glaring.

Ivanna looked around breathlessly, and she got the gravity.

Lissa blocked this bridge road actually, and that's why cars and bikes aren't able to pass.

Also, reporters are here. She invited reporters, and they're ready with their cameras by the left.

"This bridge is Stanley bridge cos Stanley was killed here, and his ashes was dispersed in the water below this bridge, that's why I brought you here too... I'll give you your necklace, but only if you go on your knees and beg me!" Lissa said.

"In your dreams!" Ivanna snarled, going for her again...

Suddenly, Lissa snapped her fingers, and the right side of the bridge was revealed. 

On that side, there are street vendors who're bleaching oil on fire, and some are frying burnt egg intentionally.

Ivanna quickly held her breaths...

"I know you're good at holding your breaths, but not against oil mixed with diesel. Even if you hold your breaths till tomorrow, you'll get an attack on this bridge!" Lissa laughed, rushing to the bridge railings.

She dangled the necklace at the edge, like she'd throw it.

"Don't!" Ivanna gasped, and she instantly began coughing, grabbing her chest to hold.

"Then kneel, Ivanna Joy Cooper. Kneel in front of me!!!!" Lissa demanded with a scornful laughter, the necklace dangling helplessly from her fingers.

Ivanna's coughs got worse, and she instantly hates herself for being born with this asthma.

She blames herself for being careless to the point of letting her necklace fall in the hands of Lissa Armando.

The reporters cameras are already on her face, ready to capture her kneeling moment.

Also, a separate staff from Armando Constructions is making a separate live video on Leonardo's DM.

Lissa ordered it.

--

[Holiness Nunnery]

Nunneries are more active at early nights...so they said.

Nino has been here since 6, snooping around the nunnery grounds and trying to get his hands on something, but it has been hard.

Like he was sent to a barren land. The nuns have been going about their chores and prayers since an hour ago, and nothing strange has happened, so how is he supposed to find out who wrote the parcel letter?

He's currently under the shed of a coconut tree beside the nunnery well, surveilling from there.

Not like alerting them would do anything, but he needs to catch them unawares, so he left the tree shade.

He was about to climb the front staircase when a car drove into the nunnery, and a woman came down from it, head covered with a black scarf which covered her neck too.

Her face was hidden even when she climbed the staircase and stepped under the lights, but Nino recognized that walk.

He was patient till the head of the nuns came to take the woman inside, and he tiptoed to the wall of the room they went into.

He placed his ears on the wall, listening raptly.

"I wasn't expecting you tonight, Mrs. Armando," the nun head said.

Nino's eyes widened. He was right, it's Penny Armando, Lissa's mother!

"Since my daughter used your nunnery ink some weeks ago, I promised to support this nun weekly, I don't break promises..." Penny replied in her usual velvety voice.

Nino's eyes widened again.

So it was Lissa...who wrote the letter in the parcel???

That's all he needs, so he moved, returning down the stairs, but coincidentally, he barged into Sandra who has also been listening.

"Miss Sandra?" 

"Nino?"

They both talked at a time, but then Sandra pulled him, and they jumped the fence out of the compound.

"You will not mention Lissa's name, just say it's her mother Penny!" Sandra instructed.

"Are you drunk?" Nino scoffed, getting his phone to call Bobby, but Sandra took it and smashed it.

"Top Girl!" Nino shouted.

"I said Lissa is out of this! Lissa is Leo's bestie, you can't ruin that, and I'm sure Lissa wrote the letter for a reason!" Sandra shouted back.

"Hold me then!" Nino replied, stalking away from her.

He only took two steps before a loud thud crashed into his head, and he felt blood at the back of his neck.

He looked back, touching that head.

Blood. 

He groaned when he saw a stone with Sandra. She had hit his head with it, and she looks slightly guilty.

"I only wanted you to do what I said... It shouldn't be that painful..." She said, dropping the stone.

"You're f+kin insane!" Nino shot, still holding his bloody head as he broke into a fast run.

"Nino! Nino!!!" Sandra chased him.

--

[8pm]

The flight from Chicago to Albania is 13 hours without rest, and given that the brothers took off at 7am, they still have one more hour to fly before they'd land in Tirana Airport in Albania.

The bombardier jet would have had only Bobby and Leonardo, but Bacardi sent four s+x workers to keep them company, so they're six people Inside, and it's fun.

Bobby wouldn't stop f+kin his two s+x workers in his wing. He was giving one back shots, making her cûnt drip like honey, and when he pulled out of that one, the second one knelt and began sucking him, mixing her saliva with his cûm.

"Choke before we get to Albania, baby...die on it!" Bobby opened her eyes and poured cûm inside too, laughing as it stained her lashes.

In the second wing that belongs to Leonardo, it's not silent over there either. Though, he's not touching his two s+x workers.

Throughout most of the flight, he checked his tab, supervising his Citadel surveillance cameras for when Ivanna is gonna come clean.

She didn't clean the citadel today, and at exactly 5pm, he dropped the tab.

He has been watching his s+x workers since then.

The two ladies are busy eating each other out, fingering each other, rubbing their pu+xies on each other, all for his entertainment.

Their squ+rts wet the ground, and their m+ans were wet, too.

Leonardo pulled out a black box suddenly, throwing it at them.

They caught it like hungry orphans, opening it to meet a white v+brat0r.

Their eyes brightened with excitement, and they were about to start drilling each other with it when Leonardo's iphone dinged.

A live video alert in his DM, and it seems it has been going on for a while.

He flipped it open, and the video made his brows twitch.

What's happening on Stanley bridge right now...

Ivanna is already on her knees. She actually really knelt in front of Lissa, and Lissa is grinning loudly.

The reporters are busy feeding their cameras with pictures of videos of her, and Leonardo is busy marking the faces of everyone of them as his eyes shone with disapproval and something else....

Darkness.

"My necklace..." Ivanna stretched her palm forward on her knees.

"Too bad, you still won't get it! I hate keeping to promises" Lissa grinned louder, tossing the necklace into the river below.

Ivanna stood, and without minding that the whole of Chicago is watching, she ran with an insane speed to the bridge railings.

The crowd around began gasping...

• No! She's going to jump?

• Somehow hold her!

"You f+kin wench!!!" Lissa shouted, going after her, but she wasn't fast.

Ivanna toppled over the bridge, jumping inside.

Lissa started making desperate calls immediately...

"Come to Stanley bridge! Get me divers! A bî+ch jumped!"

At this point, Leonardo dropped his phone, pausing the video and looking ahead, his neck cracking.

When he was busy watching the video, the sèx workers already moved closer to him, begging for him to look at them.

In anger, Leonardo picked a pen on the table. He stabbed the left b👀b of the closest one, then he proceeded to stabbing her neck too.

She fell dead, and the second one hid in the wing corner nakedly.

Blood soaked the jet floor from that dead one.

Bobby rushed out of his own wing, his belt is open and slamming.

He held his phone to his ear, on a call with Nino who's reporting to him.

"The parcel letter sender is...Lissa." Bobby announced plainly.

Nino is still on phone, so Leonardo snatched the phone from Bobby.

"Listen..." He started.

"Sir Leo? Anything you say!" Nino quickly responded.

"Take my G-wagon from my private park and drive to Stanley bridge right now, Lissa is right there ... Break Lissa's two legs for me." He muttered.

"Sir?" Nino sounded.

"Go to Stanley bridge and condemn Lissa's legs for me bastard!!! Crush it!!! Completely!!" Leonardo roared.

TBC.

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