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GODFATHER ?
( Bounded By Honour. . . )
CHAPTER 18&19: JEALOUSY.
By; Holland Cisca.
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Pablo was returning to his room when he met Anastasia coming from the opposite direction.
They were now standing before each other, Anastasia noticed the bruises on his face, she asked.
“What happened to your face? Did you get into a fight?” She frowned. “You told him, didn’t you?”
“I didn’t. Like I promised, I didn’t tell him.”
“Then why do you have the bruises on your face?” She asked, pointing at his face.
“Because we fought, but not because of what happened to you. He started it after all, because I said some thing that really got him pissed off. So I guess we both deserve what we got.”
“I’m not so surprised, you do have a bad mouth.” Pablo rose an eyebrow at her. “What happened?” She asked.
“I saw him heading towards the basement, I thought he was going to do the same thing to you so I had to follow him. Fortunately, you weren’t there.”
“What did he say?” She asked again, inquisitively.
“He just wanted to check if you’ve escaped.” He fused his hands into his pockets.
“Escape?” She scoffed. “How am I supposed to escape with the tight security?”
“I knew he was only trying to cover his @$$ cos I caught him. He should be grateful I didn’t revenge for what he did to you, I only gave him a taste of his stupidity.”
“Don’t you think he’s gonna come back for you?” She asked worried.
“I’ll be waiting.” He said less concerned.
Anastasia was staring at the bruises on his face, and she felt pity for him. She can tell the pain he must be suffering from the blows. But was he?
“Don’t worry about me, I’m used to it?”
“Who said I was worried?” She rolled her eyes, looking away from his gaze. She was actually worried for him, but she didn’t want him noticing she was growing soft for him.
Pablo chuckled. “Do you have keep pretending like you h@të every one?”
“Of course, I h@të every one and you’re no exception.” She said with her eyes open.
“What did I do?”
“How am I supposed to know? I just h@të you, okay?” She scoffed.
Every childish act she played at him made Pablo love her the more. She wasn’t good at acting, so it was obviously clear that she was indeed worried about him but didn’t want to express it.
“Okay. You say you h@të me, can you prove it to me?”
“Are you trying to test me or what?” She snapped.
“I just want a proof that’s all.” He shrugged.
“Well, find the proof yourself and stop asking.”
“Well, you know I can just drag you in to my room and get you fu*ked, then we’ll both know if you do h@të me or not.”
Anastasia’s eyes flew open, he wasn’t serious, was he? She knew if he has to do exactly as he said, he’d find out that she’s been faking her anger issues on him.
“You’re not being serious, are you?” She asked, hiding how scared she already is.
“I am. Besides, that’s what we mafias do. We fu*k to get what we want.”
Her mouth open but not a single word came out of it.
Before she could think of any thing, he grabbed her lips into his, kissing on her lower lips. Anastasia was surprised, every thing just happened in a blink but then, she saw herself disappointing her, she was kissing him back.
Pablo pulled away, smiling at her. “I thought you said you h@të me.”
“What did you do that for?” She asked with her eyes wide open.
“Why did you kissed back?” He asked back.
“Y-you. . .”
“If you h@tëd me, you wouldn’t have kissed back? After all, no one kisses who they h@të.”
“Were you testing me again? ”
“Just wanted my proof, that’s all. And yes, I got it.”
“You’re unbelievable.” She scoffed, walking away. “I can’t believe he just tested me.” she grunts.
Pablo shakes his head as he watched her walk away, a warm smile played on his face. Yes, he was unbelievable, but she was unbelievably beautiful and sëxy too.
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“I can’t believe he tested me! What the fu*k is wrong with that @$$hOle?” She growled as she headed to the kitchen.
Every eyes were on her due to how loud her voice was. “What?” She asked and they all returned to what they were doing.
She looked at Clarabelle who was still looking at her. “What?” She yelled, stressing the word.
“You’re insane, aren’t you?”
“I’m not. You just can’t believe he fu*king tested me!” The other cooks looked at her again. “Maybe, I am insane.” She grinned, and they all went back to work.
“What are you talking about, and who tested you?” She asked, confused.
“Who else if not that so. . . so d@mn annoying Pablo of a person.”
“Hold on. Hold on. When you said tested, do you mean the normal tested as in test? Or were you talking about tested as in, he tested your. . . you know your. . .”
Anastasia was looking at her for further explanation on what exactly she was talking about. And the way she was emphasizing on the “Your” got her confused the more.
“I don’t think I understand what you’re talking about.”
“Come on, Ana, don’t tell me you don’t understand what I’m talking about.”
“Of course, I don’t. And with the ‘you know’ it’s totally complicating things right now. So, if you can do me the favour of going straight to the point.”
“Did he fu*ked you? That’s what I meant.” She explained.
“No. No, he didn’t. Well, he tested me like the normal exam test. That’s what I mean.”
“You don’t have to tell me the story, I know you failed.”
“Yeah, actually I did. And I ain’t gonna deny that.” She rolled her eyes.
“What kind of test is that?” Clarabelle asked.
Anastasia looked around to see that no one was listening or staring at them. She whispered. “He kissed me.”
“Oh my. . .!” She quickly covered her mouth. “Oh my gosh! He kissed you again? I hope no one and not even that d_1ckhole saw you guys.”
“No one saw us. And not even the d_1ckhole did.”
Clarabelle was so happy to hear that Anastasia kissed Pablo. Though she was tired of hearing sad news about cases going on in the household, she wished they had done it right in front of Micheal. He’s just so annoying to the core.
Pablo laid on his bed. He’s been smiling since he walked in. He just can’t stop thinking of Anastasia and how she had played minutes ago. She was trying to be mean, but to him, she was just being romantically sweet.
And she kissed him back!
She h@tës him and yet she kissed him back? This was just so unbelievable to him. He knew she did like him but was only trying to play fool on him with her attitudes. And nothing made him happy than seeing her smile.
He got a phone call from a friend, asking him to come over to the stripper club in town. Pablo never jokes with clubs, it was the best place for him to get satisfied as much as he wants.
He pulled on his black leather jacket, leaving his room. He hops into his car, turning the engine on, he zoomed off.
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