Everyone has a past right? Hell yeah!. What makes you a conqueror is being able to defeat your pasts and not letting your pasts get in your future.
Seated behind a huge mahogany chair in a well furnished office was Almighty Andre Neil Demarco, a popular Italian gang leader and mobster, tagged to be a cold,ruthless and heartless.
Who isn't scared of him? Just his presence alone, makes one.
He was typing silently on his laptop,with not a single thing to worry about. But is that true? That he has nothing to worry about?.
Definitely no. He has a lot on his mind. He just lost his wife and unborn child. No wife, no family members. Just him and him alone in his lonely world.
A knock came at the door. Without taking his eyes off the laptop, he answered.
"Who's there?"
"Excuse me Mr Andre"
It was his secretary,Ana.
"Come in" Andre said,still typing effortlessly on his laptop.
Ana opened the door quietly and got in.
"Sir, you're scheduled for a meeting with the Chinese investors in two hours. Also, Mr Drew is
here to see you. Should I reschedule the meeting with the Mr Drew?" Ana asked.
"Leave it. I'll be there in ten minutes".
"OK sir; what drink should I get you? As usual?"
"Yes as usual" Andre nodded as he got up from his seat and headed for the conference room. He loved every of hismeetings to be done in the conference room. Nobody can
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Drew sat in the conference room, patiently waiting for his boss to show up. He
About five minutes later, the door opened and Andre entered the room, in his usual unrushed strides of his. Drew stood up to shake hands with him, but Andre being the rude,snubbed him.
He didn't receive the handshake.
Drew his his embarrassment by putting his hands in his pockets.
"Good morning boss" Drew greeted.
"What's the new development?" Andre asked going straight to the point.
"The Russians didn't send any coke to our branch"
"And what have you and your men done about it?"
"We've done every possible thing, but they still didn't send it. Last week, they requested for their money. We sent it, but they still didn't send it" Drew responded, hoping he sounded convincing enough.
The next thing he heard wasn't what he was expecting.
Andre scoffed "You must be out of your mind; how could you be dumb enough to send any dosh when you haven't received the coke?"
"Am sorry boss. I've sent my men there, but they were beaten badly by Ali" Drew said.
"Please boss. We really need your help" Drew continued.
Andre exhaled "You may leave. I'll see what I can do. How's your branch doing?"
Drew sighed. He released the breath he didn't even know he was holding. That was just what he wanted. For his boss to intervene.
He thanked his boss and left the conference room.
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"Honestly babe, I can't really believe that you're back" Samantha told her best friend, Nivea.
Nivea rolled her eyes. "You've said that for like a million times now"
"And I'll say it again and again and again. I miss you like hell".
Samantha jumped on her friend's body and hugged her tightly "I miss you baby".
Nivea struggled to release her friend's grip on her. "Am choking".
She coughed. "Let go of me bitch"
"Oh! Am sorry" Samantha chuckled.
"Shut your pie hole. You wanna kill me or what?" Nivea asked as she took a sip of her water.
"Too bad you're not dying now. In case you do, I'll gladly get you a coffin"
Nivea shook her head.
"To be honest girl,you've grown so fat and tall. We both know that you weren't as tall and fat before you left for the Netherlands. If I may ask, whats the secret?"
Nivea already knows where her friend was aiming at.
"Well, I know already" Samantha smirked
"Whatever" Nivea rolled her eyes.
"By the way, how's the Molly and Dolly, the twins?" Samantha asked, changing the topic.
"How's Steve? Is he back from the United States?"
Samantha's eyes brightened at the mention of Steve. He was herboyfriend. Someone she loves dearly.
"Yeah. He came back yesterday" Samantha replied.
"OK I was sa..........."
The door bursts open, cutting Nivea off. They turned to see who it was. Michael, Nivea's cousin, entered the room.
He yelled as soon as his eyes landed on Nivea.
"Oh my goodness! Nivy, you're actually back?"
Nivea went into his outstretched arm and hugged him.
"Yeah. Am actually back"
She chuckled when he swayed her round.
"I just can't believe it" Michael said as he put her down.
"Just look at you. You've grown tall. I guess your aunt fed you properly,right?"
Nivea rolled her eyes "how many times will I continue to hear that statement?"
"Am only trying to say your aunt took proper care of you".
"Mister, she's your mother. Why do you keep on calling her my aunt?"
"Isn't she your aunt?" Michael arched his brows.
"Yeah. She's my aunt, but you should address her as mo........."
"Let's go paint the city red girls" Michael cut her off.
Nivea exhaled. Whenever she tries to make her cousin understand that her aunt is his mother, he'll always change the topic. He's always changing the topic.
She wouldn't blame him though. His beloved parents disowned him because he chose the lifestyle of a gay. She didn't know what was wrong with him being gay. Everyone has his own life and they should be allowed to live it.
"By the way, how's the old tiger?" Michael asked as he plopped himself on the couch.
"Has he disowned any of his cubs again?"
Nivea shook her head. She knew he was referring to his father. Whatever his parents did must have hurt him badly.
"No he hasn't" Samantha chuckled.
"At least, I haven't heard any news that he disowned any of his cubs".
Michael smiled "Thats by the way, lets go rock the city".
"We don't have any money" Samantha said.
"Don't worry baby, bills on me" Michael winked at her.
"Am not going. Count me out" Nivea said as she sat on the bed.
"You've never been in the mood. Sorry to burst your bubbles, you're coming whether you like it or not" Samantha told her.
#####To be continued######
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