A Gift To The Mafia

Chapters 8 - Breathe

Iyanna's POV

I pulled away from him and placed my finger to my tender lip. He spat into a napkin then threw it into a wastebasket close by.

"All you have to do now is to put some ice chips on it," he said.

"Thank you, I will do so when I get back to The Manor." It felt awkward, I never expected him to be this concerned about me.

"You don't have to wait so long, come with me."

"He walked to the other side of the house and I followed him until we reached a small kitchen. He opened a small icebox to take some ice out.

I watched as he used a mallet to crush some ice into a napkin, he walked over to me and placed the napkin to my lips. "This will keep the swelling down," he said.

"I can do it," I said as I took the napkin from him and placed it on my lip. I turn away from him and head back into the little den.

The door opened and I was so happy to see Jerrin.

"Miss Brently, Mr. Valant is asking to see you," he said.

"OK," I said, then walked out with Jerrin. We headed to where the men were all gathered. When I got there I saw more hose than I expected.

"Miss Brently, is this enough?" Goffery asked.

He made it seem as if my opinion would have affected their work, they were all awaiting my answering.

"It' should be," I answered with the napkin still placed at my lip.

"What happened to you?' Goffery asked.

"I got stung by a bee on my lip," I said.

He quickly moved to me and removed my hand from my mouth, "How did this happen?' he asked.

I opened a door and stepped outside and was attack," I replied.

"Did you get the stinger out?" Jerrin asked.

"Yes, M-"

"There was no stinger, I gave her some ice chips to put on it, she will be alright," Micas appeared behind me and said.

I didn't understand why he was ashamed to say he assisted me, pulse the complete 360 his attitude too. However, I just agreed with what he said for the sake of peace because he must have his reasons.

"Does It hurt?" Goffery asked.

"It's just a freaking bee sting," Micas whined.

"What if she is allergic?" Jerrin asked.

"Don't you have some shit to go clean in the stables or some grapes to pick?" Micas asked Jerrin.

What is his problem?

"I am not allergic, I have been stung by a bee before" I said.

"Good to know you will be just alright. Now excuse ma'am," Jerrin said then walked away from the group.

I felt so bad for him because he was just concerned but Micas had to me and ass towards him for no good reason.

"Are you sure you are feeling good?" Goffery asked.

"Yes, I want to see them put the hose together," I said.

"Yes we can watch a few then we have to return to The Manor, I have some urgent business to attend to in town," Goffery said.

"Sure," I replied.

I glanced at Micas as I walked past him. I still couldn't understand the purpose here because he could not contribute to anything, not even an opinion when his father asked him anything.