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GODFATHER ?
( Bounded By Honour. . . )
CHAPTER 52&53: A KISS TO REMEMBER.
By; Holland Cisca.
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Anastasia adjusted her glasses to cause a distraction. “Hey, dear. Have we met before?” She asked.
“Yes. Some days ago.” He replied.
“Really?” She chuckled. “Well, I don’t really remember.”
“You’ve got a lot to work on so, I won’t blame you for not remembering.”
Bella looked at Tessa, giving her an eye sign that they should leave and give them some privacy. “We’ll be back later, we wanna buy some thing across the street.” Bella informed her, leaving the shop.
“What do you think they’re gonna say?” Tessa asked as soon as they left the shop.
“I don’t know.”
“Well, I’m Ana… Anastasia Romanoff.” She stretched her hand to him.
Pablo looked at her hand, he didn’t want to leave it hanging, he returns the handshake. He saddened him that he was returning to Chicago only to see his girlfriend making a formal introduction like they’ve never met before.
“I’m Pablo… Escobar.”
On hearing the name Escobar, she quickly takes her hand off his. What just happened baffled Pablo, her reaction was so suspicious and he wondered why she acted that way.
She remembered two things. Firstly, Bella telling her that the man who bears the name Pablo was her boyfriend before the incident. Secondly, Bella did mention Mr Escobar was the man responsible for her parents dead.
So, if they both shared the same name, that means they are related and definitely has a hand to do with her parents death.
“Mr Escobar.” She said, her voice changed. “I’ve heard of the name, and I can’t forget what that name did to my family. Your father killed my parents. Tell me, Mr Pablo Escobar, are you here to kill me?” She questioned.
“Ana, what are you talking about?” He asked, moving close to her.
Anastasia moved backward, “Don’t come any closer to me.” She warned.
Pablo stopped walking. “Ana, I don’t understand what you’re talking about.”
“You don’t understand?” He scoffed. “You fu*king pretending like you don’t know a Sh|t I’m talking about, huh? Your father killed my parents, and you have the fu*king guys to come here?”
“Ana, my father killed your parents has nothing to do with me, okay? I wasn’t even there when it all happened.” He tried to defend himself.
“You know what? Keep the explanation to yourself. I’m calling the police.” She opened her purse to search for her phone. She picks it out, unlocking the password.
“Ana, please stop this, okay. I have nothing to do with the death of your parents.”
“You’re wasting your time, Mr, I don’t have the time to listen to your expectations.”
Pablo sighed.
She called the station number but she was reminded that she was out of airtime. “You’re lucky I’m out of airtime, but… I’m done with this conversation, I have to go home.”
She turned to leave but Pablo held her back by the hand. Anastasia threw him an angry glare, “Take your hands off me.”
“Can you just please, for a minute, listen to me?”
Anastasia moved her gaze at him from head to toe. “What’s your problem, Mr Escobar? What do you want from me?”
“I want you to listen to me. Do you think I like what’s going on here? Do you think I’d wake up on a faithful morning leaving my home to Chicago just for nothing? I came here because of you, Ana, I came because I was told you were hurt. It’s all my fault, I couldn’t have left you behind, I could have taken you back home with me.
Look at you, you don’t even remember a thing about me. You look at me like I am a stranger, like I never meant a thing to you. But deep inside my heart, I feel hurt watching my girlfriend denying me right before my eyes.
It was you who gave me reasons why I have to take that empire, why I have to be the leader. You promised me you’d wait for me until I come,” he shakes his head, “you didn’t wait, you let him take my place in your life. What have I done wrong? Why do I deserve this? I know you don’t remember me but… you have to, even if it’s just a memory.” He held her shoulders. “Just a memory, Ana.”
She didn’t say a word, but kept staring at him.
“It’s pointless.” He said, walking steps away from her. “You don’t know who I am any more. I’m a fu*king stranger to you!”
He looks at her. “You love him, don’t you?” He asked. Anastasia knew he was referring to Mr Jayden. But he doesn’t know who he is, saying yes has nothing to do with him.
She was gonna reply to his question, he nodded his head. “You do love him.” He fought the tears back, trying not to meet glance with her. “You know what? I don’t blame you, I blame myself! If I had been a good boyfriend, this wouldn’t have happened! If only I was there for you, he wouldn’t have taken my place!”
