Darkness has evolved for Larisa Santos - A waitress whose facing many trials in her current lifestyle. Her ruinous personality causes mayhem as she is determined to set herself free from her corrupt home life. This only impacts her decision when she...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Adam
•••
Today is a lethal night. I'll be signing at my own death in less than 30 mins. But even though this was all to maintain peace, that's definitely not what I felt inside me the past year. Larisa is my peace. The one that understands me and my grounds. The one who gave me the leisure of pure love. It's time I commit myself to my love.
My true love.
My cuffs are in and the faint lines of my suit sits well on my body. Larisa helped me with my cuffs before I gave her one last kiss goodnight. I will keep my diamond away from the burdens of this dark life. She will officially be mine after today.
Our most expensive cars are parked outside The Zuba. This is the official restaurant where we hold private meetings in the basement. Being back here after a year is something I didn't imagine. I thought I would hold onto my oath but it seems as if life had other plans for me.
I adjust my blazer after stepping out of the car with all my gang members arriving just in time with me. We all stand at front before me and Mo take the lead as we make our way inside, walking into the flashing lights of the restaurants ambience. My face remains hard as I walk through the environment with my hand stuffed in my pocket, ignoring all the belly dancers that surround the place as they continue to entertain the American men looking for some Arab delight.
We make our way down the dark basement as I notice the U table curved in its usual setting. My grandfather stands at the end and I gestures for the gang to take their seats as I make my way towards him. Amir stands behind him but I do my duty as a grandson by taking his hand and planting a loving kiss on his knuckles out of respect.
"Marhaba Giddo [Hello Grandad]", I say with my tall body leaning down in level with him. He doesn't respond and simply turns his head to look at me. The same hand slaps me across the face and I let my face halt with his action.
I deserved that.
As I tick my jaw, my eyes peer up at Amir who gestures for me to not think anything of it. "I did this for you. To save you. And you disobeyed me", Grandad says in his thick accent. "Now. IF you die. This will all be on you", He warns me and the feeling starts to settle in more seriously.
I've let him down.
I push it past me by reminding myself why i'm doing this in the first place. I can't live my life for him. I need to support myself and death was always going to come either way. It's then that I stand tall and come face to face with the one that's been waiting for this moment.
