Mafia’s obsession
hite blanket covering her bare back. Across the bed sat a young
dge of the bed. He examined her, his gaze traveling to her lips
ace. Her hair was golden brown, just like honey. He raises her, pulli
girl is Alexandra, the man is Martin, her father and this
t he will never love her as his daughter nor treat her as one but she doesn't
ife would have been better off if she lived under a roof th
d about the kitchen cutting up vegetables while simultaneously watching th
e struggle he had gone through to make her
o her. If not for the struggles, he would have never realized how much he
er parents and his. It was like the world was against them back then, that was why h
the feeling of ecstasy he felt when their parents finally consented to their marriage, he had thought
, making loving sounds as he gently caresses her swollen stomach. She closes her eyes, chuckling and tilting her head to give him a better view of
nk I'll be pregnant forever?" Mary planted a kiss on his cheek, cupping his face in
smiled helplessly; going back to the sitting area, he sat and then continued to watch her
open. "Damn!" He said, his anxiousness growing as he fumbled around his pockets for his keys. After a bit, he unlocks the door, d
with panic. "Mary! Mary! Please wake up baby, please!" He taps her face gently, hi
scream. It felt like she pulled multiple vocal cords after that scream. Martin felt his blood run cold, a
at the nearest hospital, Mary was immediately rushed into the ER and after much persuasion, Martin finally agreed to stay in the waiting room. 'It
lung to the doctor. "Doctor, how is she? How is my wife? Please tell me she's okay!
That is all I care about. Please tell me she's alright!" The doctor sighed, deliberately on his words carefully so as not to
n this case, we rescued the child first as per your wife's orders." Mart
t it, he began to rush towards the ER but he was stopped by other doctors. "I'm sorry sir but we can't allow you in there." One of them said, trying to console Martin. "I'll sue this hospital! I'll sue you all if you don't bring me my wife! She was alive when I brought her her, wasn't she? I'll dest
see my wife." He cried for hours. Mary was his love, his world, his life. What would he do without h
rtin, his eyes became hollow and he suddenly became abnor
e eyes were empty. "Yes, I have. Can I see my wife now? I just need to confirm by myself that she's dead." The doct
ghts unknown, but one thing was for sure, he had accepted his wife's death. "Mr Martin, can you plea
wrapped around her, signifying her gender. She has a small respirator attached to her face and lots of stuff attached to her body to m
he swore to avenge his wife. What better way to appease his wife