The Shark Mafia Boss novel Chapter 90

Raphael POV

I stand there. Not moving with my arm on my chest. I keep my eyes on them and I realise what happened. Either Olivia died or we lost our baby girl. Either way, I can’t handle it. I can’t face it. I need to get out of here.

I turn around and start walking looking for the exit. I find the lift and I get in going to the ground floor.

I find easily the exit door and no one stops me. Even if they tried they wouldn’t be able to stop me. If I die at least I won’t be suffering anymore.

I get out of the hospital and I start walking around. I find a hidden street and I fall on my knees crying. I would never let anyone see me cry but today I couldn’t give a flying fuck.

One of my girls died. If not both. I can’t deal with it. I stand up and keep walking without realising where I was going.

I don’t know for how long I have been walking in the streets of New York, but when I notice I am in Central Park. I walk around to the area where I first saw Olivia. Where that guy was trying to steal her bag.

I start to remember everything that we’ve been through. She has been through a lot to be with me, hell I even got shot.

I sit on the grass near a tree and I just stay there looking around seeing the tourists appreciating the sights and me, I’ve lived here for a long time and I’ve always taken this city for granted. It is time to stop.

I look around and I can see couples passing, talking and laughing. I wish that was us. But I could’ve never done this. We would have the press all over us. And when I start to think about the press I see one of them.

Shit. This is one of the times I would kill to be anonymous. Not to be Raphael Lockwood. To be just a normal person. Not a billionaire.

I stand up and give the paparazzi a bright smile while I walk to him.

“How much for the photos?”

“I... I beg your pardon?”

“You know who I am, how much for the photos you just took of me?”

“They are not for sale” - he says

“Of course they are, for the higher bidder, how much?”

“Fifty thousand” - he says

“Go to my office in the morning and collect the check” - I say ripping the camera of his hands and throwing it on the floor

“I will leave another twenty thousand for the camera” - I say as I walk away from that rat.

As I am about to exit the park Joseph finds me.

“Raphael” - he says getting closer

“How did you find me?”

“We have a good man”

“You had me followed?”

“You are always followed, boss”

“Fine, what do you want, I am not in the mood”

“Olivia” - when he says her name I make him stop talking.

“No, stop, don’t say it”

“Say what?”

“Why are you here?”

“Olivia is awake”

“She’s what? Is she okay?”

“She is asking for you” - Joseph says and I take a deep breath. I can feel tears falling down my face.

“Hey, are you okay?”

“I thought she was dead” - I say

“No, she is fine, she needs you”

I close my eyes and allow myself to relax now. I need to sleep, my head is aching and I don’t want to be taking too many pain killers.

Two days later

I have been discharged from the hospital but Olivia hasn’t. She’s still there and I am dealing with the “accident”.

There was a letter sent to my office with photos of the car. Photos os the car hitting a mine, photos of Olivia and me passed out in the back of the car. And there was a note.

“Une vie pour une vie “ - That’s what said on the note.

Fucking french. We still haven’t figured out how they survived and kept going after I... well I killed them.

Joseph and Robert have been digging non-stop. The Russians are helping out trying to get in touch with their spies in France. But no one seems to know where they are. The spies disappeared. So have mine. The french are declaring war.

I have high security at the hospital and the penthouse. Maria has two bodyguards and Mike has another three. Olivia has an entire floor for herself and no one gets in or out without identification. I know I sound paranoid, but that was an attempt for my life. Worse was an attempt to Olivia’s and my baby’s. I would never forgive myself if something happened to them.

“Anything?” - I ask Robert as he walks in.

“Nothing boss”

“Fuck, dig deeper, find that lowlife drug dealer, I want to know everything he knows”

“Sure boss” - Robert says before he leaves my office. I and Joseph are buried and paperwork for the new strip club, there has been another attack there. They are surrounding me and I don’t like that.

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More Tomorrow

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Love

Peyton