Her Monster
Chapter 20
In a dark room, few candle lights could be seen reflecting on a sheet of paper and ink that was on the table.
A man sat down, his dark eyes on the files that were spread out on the other table.
"Boss?" a voice called from the door.
"What is it this time Scorpio? Tell the men to leave by Dawn and take Macio with you." He mumbled, picking up the pen.
"Our men were caught and I don't think our secret Will be kept hidden for the coming week."
"Just do what I say Scorpio, and leave immediately."
"Aye Boss." And footsteps were heard as the other left the door.
The man sighed.
Going against Mikhail Mazza was a problem and now he had begun a war, a war he was sure he would lose.
Picking up the file that settled close to his laptop, he puffed out smoke from the long tobacco pipe that was in his mouth.
'Mikhail Mazza had gotten a wife and he cared about her.'
He dropped the file and sighed.
The very same woman, he had ordered his men to get but they were discovered, and by now.. with the way Mikhail handled his torturing session..he was sure that they had already begun talking.
He had to work fast. He had to work very fast cause he was sure Mikhail Mazza would come for him and he would not be merciful.
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Ashley sat on the couch, now she was beginning to understand how and why Mikhail would leave school during lesson hour and come back the next day.
Sometimes he'd go to war, to keep the city safe.
Sniffing, she rubbed her eyes and sighed.
Life hadn't been fair for her, never fair.
She looked up and frowned.
"Whenever you're walking or doing whatsoever you're doing, please let me know by making sounds with your leg." She hissed.
She would never be able to adjust to the fact that he never made any sound when walking.
He rolled his eyes, walking past her to the couch.
"You have many shirts, Mikhail, just put on one." She said.
"I'm wearing a singlet Ash, don't tell me you're wet seeing me on a singlet." He chuckled.
Ashley huffed, picking up the almond she had dropped on the table and stuffing them into her mouth, as she focused on the TV.
"If you're going to be like this, getting horny just because you see me on singlet...then I'm afraid our grandchildren would..."
She threw a pillow and he dodged.
"That's a dangerous game, you're playing Ashley." He mumbled, picking the pillow from the floor and dropping it on the couch.
"Who said I was going to have grandchildren with you? Dream ahead." She glared at him.
"You're going to give birth to my child Ashley, but it's okay if you don't want your first child to bear children so you'd be called a grandma..then it's okay." He smirked, enjoying the reaction her face gave.
"My child will never grow with you." She said, and he hissed.
"Carefully what you say babe, the contract..."
"I don't give a damn about any contract Mikhail and besides...
"Just so you know Ashley, your mother is still in a coma in the hospital, One mistake from you and she'll be sleeping forever." He smiled, watching her fume.
"You wouldn't do it, you said it yourself. You don't hurt women and children." She said, staring at him..their eyes boring each other.
"It's always based on the situation dear wifey, killing your mother would not even cost me a thing..so why do it? But I know how to keep you in check..." He mumbled again.
"Just as you keep the city in check." She breathed out and he smiled.
"Good girl, now you're understanding what I'm saying."
"When I'm I visiting my mother?"
"When she's awake." He answered nonchalantly.
"That might be a long time." She hissed.
"You don't have faith, do you? It's still a wonder that you go to church." He shook his head, staring at a portrait that hung on the wall.
"That day at the restaurant, were you ganged up against? And what was that man's name again.....Mr. Clown?" She asked, and he laughed.
"Changing the topic doesn't suit you, Ash. Maybe you're a Muslim, that's why the things of the Lord as you people call him are..."
"Can you just shut up, please? I go to church..if you had not imprisoned me here, I'd go to church every Sunday and every Friday. I don't know how you know some Bible scriptures, but you're not different from the devil in that Bible." She hissed at him, but he said nothing just staring at her as she looked away.
Mikhail Mazza had never stepped his feet into the church to pray or listen to Scriptures.
The last time, he'd been there was the day his father was buried.
His father did believe in God, but he would never buy that shit.
There was no God, you become a God if you want to and you punish who you want to.
He was a God and everyone knew that.
"Why fear someone people call God, someone they can not even see? I am God Ashley Mazza, I decide when to kill a person, and how to kill that person. I decide who to die and who to live, just like your mother and just like you." He said again.
"God doesn't lie, God doesn't kill, God doesn't fornicate... God doesn't get a blowjob from a senior student in Highschool...Do you see the difference between you both? God is invisible, and you're nothing but a made man.. sand in the eyes of the Lord." Ashley said again, as she snorted.
"You have so much confidence in someone you can't even see and..." He cracked his head as if remembering something.
"What do you mean by a senior blowjob?" He asked, and she huffed.
"Oh please Mikhail Mazza, don't you dare play me for a fool. I've caught you three times in the bathroom, having a blowjob from one of the seniors, and when I do. you'd continue as if no one saw you.."
"Hmm.... how interesting."
"Yeah, right? You're not a God Mikhail Mazza, just a man-whore."
TBC
