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Mafia©
©Queen
[She's wants revenge ]
~Falling for her enemy's son ~
By......
Neche Ibe Favour
Episode 1
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Mara's pov's
It was a cool but busy evening as people could be seen moving about doing their businesses.
I was at the balcony with a glass of wine as the breeze blew my hair.
I watched as many activities was still going on even in the dark.
The neighborhood was so busy and you could hear the sounds of moving vehicles afar.
I was in my nighties as I took a deep breath sipping the drink from my glass.
Yeah it an alcoholic drink, I need it to calm my nerves down.......
I couldn't sleep as I kept on having those hunting nightmares.
Those nightmares that reminds me of the loss and pain am going through.
When will I ever be free from the sad mermories of that day.
Whenever I close my eyes it keeps coming making my heart bleed as it opens unhealed wounds.
I might be fearless now, but those nightmares seems to be my weakness.
Why can't I take the pain away
Why can't I be free from the pain I have within me.
I appear strong but deep down am a broken girl who needs to heal up
All this made me who I am today
It gave me a new identity
But most of all it made me a Mafia Queen
You all must be wondering how I became a Mafia Queen but that a story for another day.
"I felt a presence in the balcony and I don't have to turn around to know who it was.
"Hey I thought you asleep" I asked my hands still on the railings.
"Yes" he said.
"Still having those nightmares ?" he asked and I nodded affirmatively.
"C'mon I will stay with you till you fall asleep" he said and I felt relieved as I walked back to my room with him...
I lay on the bed and he did the same
I placed my head on his chest and use the duvet to cover us both.....
** The next morning **
I woke up to see myself alone on the bed.
I guess Mike left when I slept off, I got down from the bed and moved to my dressing table.
I stare at my face in the dressing mirror and sighed.
I look at the scars on my face as I felt tears run down my cheeks.
"I don't need to cry" I told myself
"Am fearless" I muttered to Myself again.
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