SHE-MAFIA

Chapter -28

XANDER

Heaving a sigh, I lean my back on the seat close to the dinner table in my big wide living room.

Where the fuck did that kid brother of mine go?

His phone is not going through. His annoying ass girlfriend doesn't even want to tell me where he is. Seems like they got into a fight or something.

That's good. I have always wanted him to end things with that saucy bitch. She doesn't suit him.

But where the fuck is he? I am getting worried. It's been days!

This is so unlike him.

"Still worried about Diego?" A familiar sweet voice asked making me look her way.

It's Valeria. The one very beautiful thing that makes my heart turn anytime I look at her gorgeous face. Those blue eyes, plum lips, beautiful black curls and slender body shape. She is everything I want in a woman.

I nod. She sighs as she sat on the seat close to me.

"I am too. That boy can't stay in a particular place" she said making a funny face.

I chuckle a bit.

She smiled. She place her hand on mine. I instantly felt electrifying shivers but I manage to comport myself.

"I am sure he is at somewhere safe. Let's not forget that he is an adult." She said.

I heaved a sigh. "Yeah yeah he is an adult but it's been days. He should have called me. He usually call you know?"

"Yeah he does. Let's not panic yet. He is grown. He can take care of himself"

I roll my eyes a bit.

She chuckle.

Damn it sounds like music in my ears.

"I made pancakes" she said making me look her.

I know what she is doing. Cheering me up. She knows how to do that very well. Especially when she use her damn delicious pancakes.

"I'll get you some" she said standing up on her feet and head towards the kitchen.

I stare at her as she walked around the island. She began bringing out two plates for both of us. A smile still on her face. It never dies. She smile a lot.

I can still remember vividly, that very day i found her unconscious at the road side. My brother and I were driving hone that night. It's an old car back then. I had to stop by to check the stupid engine. Then I found her slender body on the road side.

She was all cold, her dress was worn out and has a whole lot of bruises on her body. Though I didn't know who she was but I felt anger looking at the bruises on her body. Whoever did that to her is an heartless piece of shit!

I was young but I felt like killing the motherfucker that did that to her. I was sixteen and my brother was five. He was also angry at her state. I picked her up and put her in the backseat of my car. She was light weighted. Like she has been starved for months. God it was terrible.

We took care of her with the help of the maids we had then. Our parents had died a year ago before we saw her.

I couldn't leave her side. I stayed with her for a week before she recovered. She looked older than I am but the silly little boy crushing hard wanted to assume that she is not that older than me.

But weeks passed, we got close, became good friends then I found out that she is eight years older than I am. I felt bad but it didn't stop my feelings for her.