? THE
GODFATHER ?
( Bounded By Honour. . . )
CHAPTER 55&56: WHO’S THE GODFATHER NOW?
By; Holland Cisca.
EPILOGUE:
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**TWO WEEKS LATER***
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Pablo woke up to see Anastasia’s head on his chest. She was staring at the window, smiling as so many thoughts ran through her mind.
It’s been two weeks since she returned from Chicago, and every event that happened there remained as a memory to her. Every day that passes by, she misses Bella and Tessa the more.
What about Mr Jayden, he’s probably gonna miss her a lot if he returns. Well, he’s got Tessa who’s been admiring him for days now, but that’s only if he would understand her feelings.
She smiled at the thoughts.
Well, it’s back to being home, sleeping on the same bed with the man of her dreams. Also, she finally has Clarabelle back in her life. Gosh, it felt like years without her.
She told Clarabelle every bit of her experience in Chicago, how she met her college friend, Bella, and how Bella had introduced Tessa to her to help out in her little restaurant shop. There was a little sadness on Clarabelle’s face which Anastasia guessed could be jealousy.
Yes, she was jealous at the way Anastasia talked about Bella and Tessa, she felt they had taken her place in her heart. It wasn’t a bad thing meeting your past friends, but since the day she signed in as a worker for the Escobar family, she had been feeling alone since she had no one to call her family.
Since Anastasia came into her life, she didn’t only feel the world has once again welcomed her, she felt she has a family. And she didn’t intend to get this jealous, no, you’ve got to understand, it’s definitely not her fault.
She tries to cover it with a smile which wasn’t convincing at all, but Anastasia decided not to ask what the problem was. The most important thing is that she is back, and it’s just the two of them now.
“I’m happy you’re back.” Was what she said.
“Hey,” Pablo interrupted her thoughts. “What’s making you smile?” He asked.
Anastasia raised her head to look at him. “A lot.”
“Like?”
She sighed. “Just remembered every thing that happened in Chicago.”
“Missing it already?”
“Not that I actually miss Chicago, I only miss my friends.”
“Bella and Tessa?”
“Yeah.” There was one more she was missing, some one she didn’t want Pablo to know about.
“Is there some one else you are missing I don’t know?”
She shook her head. “No. Though I seem to have recovered, I still feel like there are things I am forgetting. So maybe, this some one is part of what I am forgetting.” She grinned.
His phone beeped as soon as a message dropped in. He picked it from the lamp stand, checking who the sender was. The message was sent by an unknown number. He clicked on it, reading through the words.
Seeing how locked his gaze was to his phone, Anastasia was wondering what the message was talking about.
“Pablo, is there a problem?” She asked.
He was trying to guess who it was that had sent him the message.
“What did it say?” She was already becoming worried about his silence.
He read the message again, as if doing so would help him guess who it is.
«I heard your father’s dead and you’ve taken over the empire. Well, I’d say, it’s an honor to have you in the Mafia line. I hope the Sacilian group won’t fall under your rule. I’m sorry I didn’t start with a proper introduction, but let me guess, you’re scared aren’t you? Don’t worry, I have always been a good friend of your father. If you do wanna know who it is talking to you, meet me at this address…»
Just then, a message dropped in, showing the address of the sender’s location.
He still can’t guess who it could be. Some one is actually playing games with his head.
“Pablo…” Anastasia touched his face. He looked at her, but his face wasn’t wearing a good expression. “What’s going on?” She asked, sounding worried and concerned.
“I think some one is keeping an eye on me.” He replied.
“Who is that?” She asked again.
“I don’t know.”
Another message dropped in, he quickly checked on his inbox. «And don’t think of bringing companies, because I’ve got eyes on you.»
“What did he say?” She asked.
“He wants me to meet him… alone.”
“Are you going?”
He looked at her. “I have to, but not alone.”
“No, Pablo, you can’t go there.” She refused. “We don’t know who this guy is and we don’t know what he is up to.”
“That’s why I have to go. He knows my father, I wanna know why he sent me the message.”
“He knows your father doesn’t make any sense, what if he only wants to use that to lure you into a trap or some thing?”
“That’s why I ain’t going alone.”
Anastasia sighed, she knew she couldn’t convince him any longer since he was being so persistent that he had to find out who the sender really is.
“Fine. Just take good care of yourself, and be careful.”
“I will.” He kissed her forehead.
Pablo, together with Fred and some few men left, heading to the address the unknown sender had given to Pablo.
Clarabelle rushed to her room to report to her what was going on. She thought Anastasia wasn’t aware of it.
“I saw Mr Pablo and Fred with some men leave the house, do you have an idea of where they are going to?” She asked.
“An unknown number sent him a message, he has gone to find out who he is.”
“That’s risky.” She said,
“Very risky.” Anastasia added.
“Why didn’t you stop him?”
“I tried but he didn’t listen to me. You know, Pablo might be sweet and gorgeously great, but that doesn’t mean he’s perfectly sweet. He’s way too stubborn. He just needs a stubborn woman like him to stop him.”
“Well, I trust Mr Pablo, he’s gonna be alright. Besides, he’s smart.
“Some times, being smart can lead us to our grave.”
“Not his kind of smartness.”
Anastasia scoffed.
