Chapter 106
"On who's command? For all I care, my fiance is sick and I'm here to watch him." Brenda's bitchy voice rang out.
"Last warning, baby girl" Jacqueline stated walking up to her.
"Who the fvck is this girl? And someone should tell me why she's being protective over my man?" Brenda asked.
"That's the bitch Alexander is screwing, technically she's your fill in." Greta said, still coughing profusely and taken in as much air as she could.
Jacqueline didn't hold back in strangling her, to think she looks weak when you stare at her.
"Oh, my bad. You're Jacqueline. Well, thank you for warming my man's bed, time to move, your services are no longer needed as the main deal, which is me, is back." Brenda smiled, snapping her fingers in Jacqueline's face.
Jacqueline bowed her head chuckling slowly. "I'm sorry, but y'all be amusing me." She said.
"The same man that doesn't want you? The same man that doesn't fail to mention how much of a white you are? The same man Greta sent her men to kill?" She asked, turning to Greta.
"Yes, I know, he knows and he said to tell you something." Jacqueline said, moving close to Greta. She had to bend down to Greta's ear length, because the older woman was incredibly short.
"He said to tell you to run. It's of no use because at the end of the day, the end product is the same. Alexander said to run and don't stop for a minute to look back, because he will come for you." She whispered, by the time she was done, Greta was red with anger and fear. Her pride had been hurt, how in the world will she let a kid make her scared.
"With that being said-" Jacqueline stood upright. "You all can leave, because, I, Jacqueline Cruz-Vladimir is in charge. Note, I didn't just call myself that, the Godfather did." Jacqueline flipped her hair, rolling her eyes in the process.
The trio stared at her, their expression a mixture of surprised, fear.
Romano folded his arms watching the show. Not for once did he think Jacqueline could pull it off, but she did, shocking him again. He should probably stop underestimating the petite looking lady.
"Feisty huh?" The guy with Greta and Brenda spoke up, he moved closer to Jacqueline. He was the one who tried to interfere when she was choking Greta earlier.
"And who's this loser, care to introduce us." Jacqueline said, turning around.
He chuckled and for a moment Jacqueline saw Vincenzo's features on him.
"Brenda is going to have my brother whether you like it or not. In other for you not to feel at lost, I've taken a liking to you, you can always marry me. Although I love them submissive, I can always take a feisty one even though she's my brother little whore." Bruno said, running his tongue over his lower lip.
Jacqueline has never felt disgusted as she was right now.
"You mean ex-whore." Brenda butted in, smiling.
Without thinking, Jacqueline raised her hands slapping him across the face. His face flipped to the right side and he chuckled rubbing the spot.
"I'm loving you by the minute, Queline." He said, bringing his face to hers. They were almost at the same height, but Bruno was a head taller.
Before he could act on whatever he had in mind, he was thrown to the floor. Jacqueline turned to see Romano.
"Stand back. " He said to her, adjusting his sleeves.
"Hahahaha, it's Romano." Bruno chuckled, getting up from the floor.
"You have no right to manhandle my son that way." Greta warned, standing in front of Romano.
"You still have that red mark on your neck, signifying you were strangled. Don't make me make it permanent." Romano said, shoving her out of the way.
"You know, I never like you, Romano. Always defending Alexander, being his shield and protector. I mistook you for a dog, I still do."
"Yeah, I know. You still don't have friends, do you? I understand, who would want to be friends with someone as pathetic and cowardly as you." Romano retorted smirking.
"You were so weak that you couldn't get her out of that fire. Did it hurt you hearing her dying and screaming my name, Bruno."
Bruno clenched his fist, Romano had just hit him where it hurts.
Romano smirked watching him frown "now, you will take your mom and wild hole Brenda out of here."
"I'm not moving an inch till I see Alexander." Brenda said.
"You agreed you're 'wild hole'." Jacqueline asked laughing.
"You didn't see me referring to you, bitch" she huffed, her face turning red in anger.
Jacqueline tapped Romano "did you see any other bitch here? " She asked, her eyes scanning the room.
"Yes, but it's not you. She's indirectly referring to you. " Romano replied chuckling.
"I'm not leaving here without seeing my husband, you can't deny me that." Greta said.
"Greta, have you checked your email recently? There should be a mail sent to you there by Vincenzo's lawyers." Romano smiled cheekily. There was nothing that excited him more than blackmailing people with the information he had on them.
"You're bluffing, Vincenzo can't divorce me, he won't." She said.
"Did you hear me say it was a divorce letter? You are putting words into my own mouth, Greta."
"Then what is it?" Greta yelled, the veins on her neck popping out.
"He might have found out that thing you did that you thought he didn't." Romano shrugged.
"Now, it lies on you to think about which of the things, which of the coups."
He could see her brain whirring with different thoughts. '"Careful, Greta, so you don't go confessing the secret he has no idea of. Jeez, it's hard being an evil scheming woman, because when it leaks and we have no idea which one got out. We have breakdowns, meltdowns trying to think which one was exposed."
Greta yelled, grabbing her head.
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