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But that does not mean I ignore you comments I see and try to reply to all your messages and here is a chapter for you.POV Paige Wilde
My breathe had caught my throat,feeling suffocated towards the news I had just received.My sweat palm was balled into a fist,my eyebrows crooked up in frustration and my lips pressed together in a thin line.That was the easiest way to describe how horribly I was coping to the news of my brother being in coma,it was devastating I felt as if it was just yesterday I had called him telling the news of arriving with Toby but I guess this Wilde life of horror was just a movie unpredicted.
Years had passed ever since the death of father,I remember how bad everyone had taken it at the lost of their king and I remember mothers hopeless face as she drowned herself in misery,I wanted to run and wrap my arms around her consoling her but before I could do anything like that I was shoved into the car and my luggage thrown into the car boots before driving off to California.
I didn't know how everyone would take at the loss of Matthew Wilde,my brother."How is this possible?"Questioned Adrian from behind as he muttered to himself,my eyes not once tearing from the small round window which showed my brothers current condition,it wasn't how I wanted to be welcomed hope after so many years.
"What's wrong?"I questioned not bothering to turn around as I opened my palm placing it on the door as I bit my lower lips preventing myself to be shown weak in front of anyone.
"There is no identity that matches the picture of Justine Miller."Spoke Adrian which caught my attention,snapping my head towards him I marched my way over as I stared over his shoulders at the Apple Mac on the table.
"Who is she?"I questioned with narrowed eyes,Adrian looked up at my narrowing his eyes in confusion before scratching the back of his neck nervously."Matthews wife and the women who carries his Unwanted Child."He answered.
It was no surprise when the bold italic words written on the page 'No Identity Found'
"Justine Miller,she's been missing for a good few months it was on the gossips of the clubs in California that the police had her undercover and captured till this day."I spoke remembering the Mafia wives who were a huge gossip fan they even had a small group that met up every Saturday to begin the gossip and obviously I was there too.
"That can't be possible!Are you sure those news were not bias?"He asked as he stood up turning towards me,he stared at me as if I had grown two heads."Yes I am pretty sure."I spoke confidently as he went into deep thoughts.
"Please do not tell me what I think happened while I was away."I spoke knowing he was not going to mutter a word.
"It doesn't make sense though,Matthew and her we're sweethearts from high school."He groaned frustratingly I was relieved I was not the only one frustrated about all of this,it was a hell of a news.
"This could all be a set up.FOR ALL I COULD KNOW FOR!"I spoke as he nodded.POV Mr Kevin
My legs folded in a four shaped,as I leaned back on the comfortable leather seat as a knock made its way to my door,I groaned snapping at the intruder as I groaned screaming to come it but my throats went dry at the sight of who walked in.
"Boss."I muttered standing up looking down,my legs shivered in fear and all the hear in my body stood up as he walked closer to me.
"A sharp tongue you have their Mr Kevin."He spat,you didn't need a genius to know that he was mad,and that it was going to be a hell of a day.
"My apologies Mr Vincent."I spoke standing up lowering my head before looking towards him,I knew better then to gaze him in the eyes.Watching each step he took towards me made me stop my breathe in fright,I could feel my face warming up,I wonder was it because of the warm temperature or because of him.
"Is my sister safe?"He questioned as I looked towards him and at his question,
"Yes,is in safe and protected she has no clue that it was you who brought-"my words were cut of by his fingers roughly pressed against my lips.
"Keep your tone down Kevin even the walls have ears."He hissed his eyes darkened in anger which made me want to flight out of the room,nodding my head I took a step back and grabbed the violet folder which was placed on the desk and handed it to him.
"It's been years Mr Vincent,they all think he is dead why would you want him to come back once again?"I questioned whispering this time as I watched a smirk grow on his lips."To bring what I have been waiting for.PAIN!"A evil laugh escaped his lips as he grabbed the file from my hands before pulling out a gun and pressing it to my forehead.
"Mr Vincent what are you doing?"I stuttered my eyes wide in horror,my lips trembling in fright.
"You know to much Kevin and it could be a distraction on my plan."He spoke his eyes know had no emotion he stared at me as if I was nothing but a ant.
"Don't do this Mr Kevin I have a family,my children-"My words were cut of by the cut pressed to my lips.
"Don't worry about them,I'll let one of the guys keep your women and your children can work for me."My lips trailed down in a frown,my eyes glittered in fright as it began to fill with tears."Please."a sob escape from my throat as I fell to the ground on my knees,
"Always a cry baby."He spat out as he returned his gun towards my forehead.
"I do not have time for this."He spat and that's when the noise echoed into the room but I could feel no pain."PUT YOUR HANDS UP"my eyes flew open to see the familiar face Kaitlyn.
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MAFIA King's Revenged Pregnant Wife(Book II)
RomanceYears later.After the past year of the death of the Mafia's King Mason Wilde, the killer who was no one but the unwanted forgotten child of Stephanie.Vincent! Years has gone by and Matt has grown being protective and possessive of his little sister...