THE MAFIA DON AND HIS NUN

Theresa was still in shock as she stared at the ring on Alfred’s finger. The ring had a diamond stone on it.

Viper rushed out of the secret basement alongside Douglas, Caesar, Stacy and three other men from Alfred’s gang.

Viper threw a smoke grenade on the floor and everywhere was covered with smoke.

Theresa coughed as the smoke cleared off. But Alfred was no longer there.

She walked to the window and she saw a vehicle driving off. She knew it was Alfred and his gang but she was less concerned about that.

Her mind was troubled by something else. The ring she saw on Alfred’s finger triggered a memory in her head.

(Flashback)

– 16 years ago –

Two little kids could be seen running around a grass field. A boy was chasing a girl around the field.

They were both laughing as they ran around the field.

“I finlly caught you” the little boy said as he grabbed the little girl’s hand.

Then they both laid beside each other on the grass. They stared at the sky with smiles on their faces.

The weather was bright and the sun shone beautifully in the sky.

“The sun looks beautiful” the girl said as she pointed at the sun.

“Yeah, it looks beautiful like a girl that I know” the boy replied.

“And who is that beautiful girl?” The girl asked jealously.

“Her name begins with the letter T and ends with the letter A” the boy replied with a smile.

“Tasha?” The girl asked again with her little brows raised.

“Nope” the boy answered.

“Terra?” She asked again.

“No, it’s you Theresa” the boy replied.

“Awww!” The girl gushed as he blushed.

“You look beautiful Theresa and I want to marry you when we grow up” the boy said.

The both of them sat upright on the grass and they stared into each other’s eyes.

Then he removed a ring from his pocket and inserted it in the girl’s finger. But the ring was wider than her finger so it fell off.

The ring had a red diamond stone on it and it glittered as rays of sunlight reflected on it.

“On our wedding day, I will wear this ring on your finger.” The boy said with a wide smile on his face as he picked up the ring from the grass.

“That will be great” the girl blushed.

The both of them said nothing afterwards as they stared at the sky. Then the girl spoke after some minutes of silence.

“But what if we do not end up getting married to each other?” She asked.

“I will become a Reverend and not get married to any other woman” the boy replied and they both bursted into a round of laughter.

(End of flashback)

– Present time –

Theresa walked away from the window and removed the mask off her face.

“Maybe it was just a coincidence” she muttered. Then she walked back to the secret basement.

Fortunately, some of the soldiers were still alive while others sustained gunshots on their body.

Most of Alfred’s men were laying lifeless on the ground.

Brad groaned as he stood up from the floor. He was badly beaten by Viper when he fought with her.

“Did they escape?” He asked a Theresa as she walked to the injured soldiers.

“Yeah” she replied.

“Let’s help the injured soldiers then we’ll call for medical assistance.” She said.

They all tied clothings on the spot where the soldiers were injured.

Theresa and Brad walked to where Alfred’s men were laying. She took off the mask on one of the men’s face.

She stared at the man’s neck and she saw a golden eagle pendant. The pendant seemed familiar.

“I have seen this pendant somewhere” she said as she stared at the pendant closely.

“Do you remember where you saw it?” Brad asked beside her.

She thought deeply for a while. Her eyes widened in surprise when she remembered the place where sheContent protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“Yes, I do” she replied.

(At Alfred’s Villa)

“How did that bitch even lay a punch on you?” Douglas asked as he gulped a cup of tequila down his throat.

He sat with Alfred and Viper in the living room. Viper was cleaning the wound on Alfred’s injured lips.

She was sitting on his laps while she cleaned the wound.

“I myself, I find it hard to lay a scratch on you whenever we fought but that bitch bursted your lips. I really love her!” Douglas laughed as he continued drinking.

Viper was done treating the wound on Alfred’s lips. She got lost staring at Alfred’s lips and she was already fantasizing about kissing them.

“Are you done treating the wound?” Alfred asked, jolting her out of her fantasy.

“Uh.. yeah I’m done” she stuttered. Then she gpt down from his laps.

Alfred walked to the cellar in the room. He grabbed a bottle of whiskey and popped it open.

He sat down on the stool and drank directly from the bottle.

His mind flashed back to the lady he fought with. No one has ever beaten him or lay an hand him in a combat. But that lady shattered his ego.

“I’ll crush your bones the next time we meet!” He growled and continued gulping the whiskey down his throat.

(At Caesar’s room)

Caesar took off his shirt and inner wear. There was a bullet hole in his arm and blood oozed out from it.

He stood in front of his dressing mirror and stared at the wound through the mirror.

He was shot on the arm during the crossfire at the prime minister’s house.

He groaned as dipped a scapula inside the bullet hole. Then he removed the bullet gently and placed it on the beside him.

Alfred taught everyone in his gang how to treat a bullet wound and other injuries.

Caesar removed a bandage from the first aid kit inside his room. He tried to bandage his wounded arm but it was hard for him.

He heard a knock on the door and he raised his head up.

“Come in” he replied as he dropped the bandage on his bed.

The door opened and Stacy walked in. She gasped when she saw the wound on Alfred’s arm.

“You’re injured” she muttered in her tiny voice.

“Sit on the bed” she tool Caesar’s hand and dragged him to the bed. She made him sit down.

Then she opened the first aid kit and took out a methylated spirit and a cotton wool.

She poured a little amount of the methylated liquid on the wool. Then she cleaned his wound with it.

Ceaser watched as she cleaned his wound. She looked worried but he was not sure whether she was worried about him or something else.

Stacy took the bandage from the bed and wrapped it gently around Caesar’s injured arm.

She smiled when she was done wrapping the bandage around his arm.

“All you need is just to rest and your arm will heal up within some weeks.” She said and adjusted the square-shaped eyeglasses on her face.

She faced Caesar and she caught him staring at her.

“You look pretty” Caesar blurted out without thinking twice.

Stacy blushed when he complimented her. She bit her inner cheek to stop the blush.

“Thanks” she replied shyly.

She tried to stand up from the bed but she slipped and fell on Caesar’s body.

Their faces were few inchea apart as they stared into each other’s eyes. One could see the love and affection they had for each other.

Caesar leaned closer and placed a kiss on her lips. He removed her eyeglasses, placing it on the table which stood beside the bed.

Caesar deepened the kiss and Stacy slowly reciprocated. The kiss became intense as they sucked on each other’s lips.

Caesar fondled her breasts through the thin blouse that she wore.

She moaned into the kîss as Caesar’s hands did wonders on her soft bre*sts.

His hands found it’s way inside Stacy’s blouse. Then he unhooked her bra and threw it aside.

Stacy m*aned louder as Caesar toyed with her already hardened n*pples.

Caesar broke the kiss and stared deeply into Stacy’s eyes. Then he trailed kisses from her neck down to her bre*sts.

Stacy’s body was getting hot as pleasure washed through her body. The kîss sent tingles down to her core.

Caesar took off her blouse and her moderate sized bre*sts came into view.

Stacy shyly covered her face with her palm as Caesar stared lustfully at her breasts.

“They are beautiful” Caesar said, referring to Stacy’s breasts.

He removed her palm from her face and kissed her nose.

“But you’re more beautiful” he added. Then he bent his head and took one of Stacy’s n*pples inside his mouth.

“Ouch!” Stacy moaned in pleasure as he sucked her nipple. His wet tongue rolled on her n*pple, making her roll her eyes backwards in pleasure.

His hand fondled her other br*ast, doubling the pleasure.

Then Caesar laid her gently on the bed and kissed her navel.

“I love you Stacy” he said.

“I love you too Caesar” she replied. Then their lips reconnected back and Stacy wrapped her hands around his neck.

They were both enjoying the moment until a knock on he door interrupted them.

“Who the f*ck is that?” Caesar frowned as he broke the kiss. Stacy smiled when she sawthe frown on his face.

“Lord Alfred requests your presence in his chamber” A man said from outside the door.

“Why now!” Caesar muttered and Stacy chuckled.

“You should go” she said.

“I’ll be right back” Caesar replied and placed a brief kiss on her lips.

He got down from the bed and put on his cloth. Then he walked out of the room.

He got to Alfred’s chamber a few minutes later. He knocked on the door twice and Alfred replied from inside.

“Come in” he heard Alfred’s voice. Then he opened the door and walked inside the chamber.

Alfred was seated with Douglas beside him. The both of them had a stick of cigar each in their mouth.

“Boss” Caesar greeted with a bow.

“Tell Stacy to track down every organization working with under the Marcel family,” He paused to take another drag from his cigar. Then he continued, “We are gonna take them down one after the other then we will kill every member of that fucking gang.” He smiled darkly, puffing out smoke from his mouth.