EVANORA
I took a drag from my cigarette while looking at the CCTV footage where Mabel and Amilio were
sitting on my fuckin couch acting as if they were in their own house.
They were talking about Amilio's job loss and I figured that's the reason why that fucker tricked
me into signing a marriage certificate.
Not that I cared about legalities I could simply annihilate that certificate with Nicholas's help but
I'd like to play along with whatever game they're trying with me.
From observing and listening to their conversation I picked up a thing or two.
Mabel is desperate for revenge, it's written all over her face that she's the one who is
responsible for Amilio losing his job.
Clearly she knows that she doesn't have enough power to take revenge on me, Amilio has the
power and guts and if it wasn't for the mere mistake that he loves me he would be working on it.
With Mabel's mentality I guess she's going to do her very best to instigate Amilio against me and
erase any spark of love that is in him.
I'd like to see how far she'll go to destroy Amilio's love. The only family he has betraying him
for the sake of revenge. It's gonna be an interesting reality show to watch.
I wonder how Amilio would feel if he knew I outsmarted him in his own game.
I may have been distracted by Nicholas's fucking dick in my head but I saw that the document I
was signing was a marriage certificate.
Well played actually, I read through the contract as quickly as I could so I saw it was a marriage
certificate.
Why did I sign it? Well Amilio has my empire, I want it back. Simple.
Nicholas came in after an hour, bloodied. He was soaked in blood and had a bottle of alcohol in
his hands. What the fuck is wrong with him?
I threw the cigar in the ashtray and went downstairs. Mabel had her arms around him trying to
steady him but trust me I saw red.
Who the hell does she fuckin think she is putting her filthy fuckin whore hands on Nicholas after
everything she did.
She was trying so hard to get close to him. I took my gun from my belt and pointed it at Mabel.
Evanora, "get your filthy hands off him."
Mabel, "or what you'll kill me? You've threatened to kill me a thousand times, Evanora."
I nearly pulled the trigger just to show her I mean it but Nicholas falls down.
Evanora, "you can't even keep him steady ."
I put the gun back and crouched down to where he was. The contents in the bottle he was
holding spilled.
Nicholas, "Evanora.... Eva.....nora. Eva."
Evanora, "why would you go around getting your lazy ass drunk?"
Mabel, "that's no way to talk to him as if he's your servant Evanora. Be gentle."
Nicholas, "don't..... Don't interfere when Evanora is talking, Mabel. You....you have no right to
tell her how to talk to me... She can address me however the fuck she wants."
Mabel glared at me. If looks could kill she'd have tried using them on me. Unfortunately not
enough venom in them to kill me.
Nicholas forced himself up even though he wasn't steady enough to stand on his own. He fell on
me, all his weight crushing me down.
Amilio, "let me help you."
Evanora, "I don't need your fuckin help."
Pride has always prevented me from taking people's help and I guess that might as well be my
downfall. I wasn't weak like Mabel to require the help of another to carry Nicholas to his room.
Nicholas breathed against my neck, his breath turned me on. Fuck. I hate the fuckin effect he
had on my body. I might need to kill him soon or else I might find myself in a pit I can't get out of.
The worst in this situation could be falling in love.
No doubt dragging Nicholas to his room was exhausting. He was so heavy. It doesn't matter
how much I exercise or how much weight I lift, truth is he is so fuckin heavy.
By the time I threw him on the bed my shoulders were numb. So much for not taking help. I
should've stayed in the camera room.
Nicholas, "you're my queen Evanora. Forever and always. I love you."
I should probably take a video of his mumbling and show it to him tomorrow. I was supposed to
leave but I stood there beside his bed looking at him.
Why did Nicholas stay by my side despite the fuckin shit I've done to him. He could've betrayed
me anytime yet he's only ever stayed by my side since the day he bought me.
Nicholas, "you know I'll never betray you Evanora....you....you...you know I will always choose
you, you know I'll do anything you ask of me, I killed my son's for you. Why don't you love
me?"
Okay so he didn't see Ivan and Ian. Did Mary take them before he could get himself together?
Love? I hope people lie when they're drunk.
I left his room and took my car keys. I don't care about what he said, he's just drunk. Before I
fuckin loose my mind I need to put my plan into action.
Barrista is powerful enough to help me get back my empire but he won't do that willingly. I got
in my Brabus car and drove off.
The road to Canada was gonna be a fuckin long one and I'd have a long night ahead of me. Not
that I'd directly drive to Canada from Italy, I'd have to cross the ocean for that but the drive to my
private airport was a 5 hour drive.
The road was dark and quiet. Just the way I like it. If only the sun didn't exist and we could live
without it, things would have been better.
But it's not like you can destroy the frickin sun right. Gru once stole the moon, maybe if I could
also invent something to shrink the sun and get rid of it.
Okay enough crazy ideas, my hands scrambled for my cellphone while I kept my eyes on the
road. I've watched so many horror movies, where monsters and ghosts, ghouls and goggles,
nuns and creepy dolls would appear in the middle of the road targeting someone driving alone
in the middle of the night.
I wish it was real, I guess they're the only things that could give me a proper death, if they're as
scary and skilled as the movies paint them.
I found my phone and called Alara. Alara is Barrista's daughter. She is my best friend. Not close
enough to be a weakness, not that anyone knew except Nicholas that we're best friends.
Alara was a few years younger than me. She was a bitch at times but between me and her she
had the sweetest most softest heart. Not that she showed it to anyone besides me.
She hates her father for what he did to me, that's why she's always been helping me even if it's
secretly. Her father hadn't ever figured out that he had a traitor and the traitor was his beloved
daughter.
Wonder if he'd die from heartbreak if he found out. That would be an easy way to go, I'd rather
kill him myself or maybe have Alara kill him so he can die in severe pain.
Now that's a terrible way to leave the earth.
Alara, "Evanora. Don't you have bad timing. I'm trying to sleep."
Evanora, "ooh please I'm pretty sure it's 6 am wherever you are in Canada."
Alara, "and I'm sure it's midnight there in Italy. Girl go and sleep."
Evanora, "I want to kidnap you."
Alara, "funny cause I'm not lesbian and I definitely don't need a bloody mafia being obsessed
with me."
Evanora, "ooh please. Don't flatter yourself. I need to get back my empire and as of now
Barrista is the only man who can give me ownership since he's the top dog."
Alara, "all you had to say is you need help."
Evanora, "I want to use you, not get your help."
Alara, "go show your tough girl exterior to someone else Nora."
I hung up before she could say more. She got the message. By the time I arrived in Canada
Alara would be in Zimbabwe. Well I guess that country would be good enough to hide, or in
short fake a kidnapping.
She knows what to do. I don't need to give her the details.
By half past 6 in the morning I was at the airport. My private jet was already prepared. Someone
needs to invent an invisible jet, whoever does that I swear I will never think of killing them.
My pilot, Robin, was prepared already. He was a fairly good looking guy. Well not that he could
surpass Nicholas's looks.
Nicholas, Nicholas, Nicholas again and again. What should I do to get him off my fuckin mind?
Throughout the whole flight I was asleep. I generally slept for 15 hours.
I was tired and I needed this break. I brushed my teeth, then freshened up in the shower before
putting on my dark maroon silk dress.
My maroon lipstick complemented the look. I'm not a fan of makeup, my makeup kit only had
lipstick to match all my attires.
I didn't see the point of coloring my eyes or filling my face with mud, foundation whatever they
called it. My skin wasn't the most flawless but I looked real I can give you that.
I'm not the prettiest girl on earth but at least I'm not fake. Plus Nicholas likes me this way so.....
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before pulling at my hair. Why is it that goddamn fuckin
loser that keeps coming to my mind.
What the fuckin fudge? Do witches and wizards exists because I can swear he uses witchcraft
on me and I don't like it one bit.
As if I'm dying to think about him day and night.
When I went back to my room my phone buzzed. Whoever is disturbing my day whether
morning or evening is pissing me off.
I had 77 missed calls, 199 text messages from freakin Nicholas. How much time does he have
to be slacking off like this?
Speaking of the devil and abracadabra, he'll text and call like a psychopath.
Not like I need to call him back. I have to get him out of my system, I'm not going to give him
that satisfaction.
The flight landed, there was a line of cars parked just further from it. Mafia or not I'm still queen
clearly.
There was a Maybach, brabus, and other car's I'm sure where bullet proof, I have no time to
name them one by one.
I was led to a car in the middle that was surrounded by four guard's. Barrista was sitting in there
smoking, not even a fuckin cigarette but this fat looking kind of tube that disgusted me.
It's the kind that was smoked by old men who definitely didn't have a life and Barrista fits into the
role perfectly.
"going as far as kidnapping my daughter Evanora. You're sick."
"Hello to you too."
The car started moving, didn't really give a fuck where we were going.
"coming alone without reinforcements, that's risky Bubbles."
"I'm not Bubbles, and we both know you can't kill me."
" only because you have Alara."
" no, because you're fond of me. With or without Alara you'd never lay a finger on me."
"You're right about that Bubbles, you're like a daughter to me."
"Although that would've been a curse to have a father like you, you taught me all how to destroy
thing's."
"Just give Alara back to me Bubbles."
"Bubbles if fuckin dead Barrista. You killed her."
"Why did you change your name, I liked the name Bubbles you know. Bubbles Correlza. Good
name."
"If you want to see Alara alive, help me get back my empire."
The word help sounded so toxic in my tongue like a foreigner living there. It made me sound
weak. I was anything but weak.
"my Bubbles. You didn't have to use threatening methods to ask for that. You're my child, I'd
gladly help you become mafia."
"You're lying."
"Do you remember when you first came to the mafia due to human trafficking? Do you
remember how you cried, daddy please don't, daddy please it hurts."
He was laughing at me. It hurt. The past that was supposed to be buried, why was he bringing it
up. Calm down Evanora. Do not give him the satisfaction of making you weak.
" stop the car. "
Barrista looked at his driver giving him permission to obey my orders.
"get me my empire with your power and I'll give you your daughter."
I tried opening the door but it was locked. I glared at Barrista feeling my eyes pricking with
tears. The liquid that symbolized weakness. This is what he wanted. To make me cry.
" Good to know I still have an effect on you Bubbles. You were wondering why you weren't
chosen as top dog, this is the reason. Because you'll always be under my shadow Bubbles. I
made you who . The woman you are today is a result of how I shaped you. You're still wrapped
around my finger, asking me for help. "
"open the fuckin door. "
" No Bubbles. We need to spend some quality time with each other. "
The car started moving. Not even my bullet would force this fuckin door to open. I sat back
giving in.
He knows he can't risk killing or torturing me because I have Alara.
Just a little more. I've been through shit I can handle whatever he's planning on doing.
The drive was silent, he just worked on his laptop and I stared blankly at my phone. I wish
Nicholas was here with me. It was better being vulnerable to him than to this fuckin bastard.
Even if his daughter was in my clutches, he was the only man that was always 10 steps ahead
of me.
I will kill him. As soon as I regain control I'll kill him.
"I'll kill you Barrista."
"It would be an honor dying in your hands."
"no it won't."
"Sweet, sweet, naive Bubbles."
We sat in silence again. His car pulled up before a mansion, his mansion.
BARRISTA
Bubbles's eyes grew wide in horror. She started fighting the door trying to get it to open.
Weakness. This mansion was and would always be her greatest nightmare.
It didn't matter if she changed her name to Evanora, truth is Bubbles was and would always live
in her. No matter how deep she was buried, Bubbles would always come out to play in this
mansion.
"open the fuckin door Barrista. I don't want to be here."
I ignored her consistent pleas. Her hands were trembling as she unlocked her phone and went
to Nicholas's contact number.
Ooh her lover boy. She kept him alive. Wow. A weakness. In danger he is the first person she's
thinking of calling. How romantic Bubbles, simply romantic.
On the first ring he picked up. Interestingly, he still loves her.
Nicholas, "where the fuck are you Eva?"
Evanora, "Nico, Nico please please I don't want to be here."
I took the phone from her and she was frightened.
"Relax Bubbles, you can't talk so I'll help you."
Nicholas, "whoever the fuck you are, I'll destroy you if you lay a finger on her."
"Don't waste time dear Nicholas. You're welcome to my humble abode anytime. I'm just keeping
Evanora busy. For your sake I'll keep her entertained until you arrive okay."
I hung up and gave Bubbles her phone. She was trying so hard to keep calm. Sitting silently but
she was sweating, trembling too. She took my daughter right, I'll torture her. Remind her who
she was before she became Evanora.
The door finally opened and she tried to run out but she was caught by one of the guards. She
was dragged into the mansion and tied to a chair.
I didn't get time to prepare an entire image of her life at 13 but I remember everything. She's one
victim I'll never forget.
Barrista, "let's go down memory lane my sweet Bubbles."
11 years ago
EVANORA
Mommy and daddy died, I was taken by big scary looking men. They told me I was going to my new home. They didn't look very
friendly but I'm sure they're good people.
Everyone has a good heart, even them I'm sure. Maybe life just messed with them and now they're like this. I was taken to a
room full of gorgeous women. They wore heavy makeup and clothes that barely covered their bodies.
A mean looking lady snatched my teddy bear from me and dragged me to a table with a mirror and a chair.
She threatened me to cooperate as she dressed me up, did my hair and my makeup. I didn't like it but I listened anyway.Maybe
they were preparing me for my new home.
I looked like all of them now. They put heavy makeup on me and gave me lingerie to wear. I told them I wasn't comfortable but
she slapped me and forced me to wear it.
She must have had a bad day to hit a kid. It's okay. I forgive her. I hope the next time we meet she'll be calmer. Now we're
going for an auction, that's what the lady said.
...
They auctioned me to a man named Barrista. He looks scarier than the guards. He removed the remaining underwear I was
wearing and forced me to get in his car Stark naked.
I felt ashamed of my naked self so I tried covering myself up by using my hands and brought my legs to my chest.
Throughout the drive in the car Barrista kept looking at me like a hungry dog.
........
We arrived at Barrista mansion. It looks scary. The ulterior looked like a house straight out of a horror movie. It was black.
It's the first completely black house that I've ever seen. I hope this house is not haunted. I'm really scared of monsters.
Elizabeth, my teddy bear, helped me sleep but they took her.
....
I had to walk in Stark naked and there were men busy looking at me. I was taken to a room.
There was a man standing at my door, he looked nice. He was really handsome.
......
They all rapped me. They took turns to have sex with me. The first one was rough. It was very painful. After the first man,
five more came and did the same.
My body was very painful. It hurt so bad. I want my mommy. She wouldn't have let this happen.
........
I couldn't wake up early, because of that I was punished. They starved me for weeks. I was very hungry. I have a friend, her
name is Alara.
She is nice to me but no one knows. She pretends to be mean in front of everyone but sneaks in every night to take care of me.
........
Barrista said if I called him father or dad he would be nice to me. I started calling him dad. When I begged for mercy. I'd
call him dad. I asked to watch SpongeBob once, he ordered that I was locked in a small box.
It was very dark inside and I was scared of the dark. He left me in the box until I passed out. When I woke up I found myself
on a bed.
......
It's been 3 months now. Each day I am punished. They beat me up and torture me, when I'm ready to embrace death the call
a doctor to treat my wound and keep me alive.
My whole body is bruised but they don't care. They don't spare my face either. They use a knife to draw on my face and call it
art.
It happens every time I'm in pain.
.......
Every Wednesday and Sunday I'm thrown in the dungeon, the dungeon is where sluts stay. There a bunch of men will come,
choose their sex target and have sex with the girl they choose all night.
My hideous scars are supposed to scare them away or make me look undesirable but they love choosing me all the time.
They have sex with me taking turns and hurting me. Hitting me against a wall or on a wooden desk.
Even when I pass out they still keep going. They don't stop.
......
They left me in a cramped room today and set it on fire while I was inside.
They didn't let me out even when I cried and told them that I was burning. Again I laid on the floor waiting for death to
embrace me.
Unconsciousness came but death did not come. I woke up and found myself in my room, a doctor injecting some drug into my
system to numb the pain and keep me alive.
He enjoyed doing this, giving me hope that I'd die only to take it away again.
.....
It's my birthday today, Alara gave me a slice of cake. It had a candle on top and she sang me happy birthday.
I was happy. At least someone cared for me. Barrista let me watch SpongeBob. I knew they were kind just that the world did
them wrong so they didn't know how to be good people.
SpongeBob taught me to always be positive no matter what. The people here were like squidward, misunderstood,
unappreciated, ignored, judged, criticized and most importantly the world didn't accept them for who they were so they became
what they are.
Everyone is always smiling when I'm in pain which means I made them happy when I suffered.
That was a good sign.
They had hearts, they just found joy in the wrong things but each one was beautiful.
They had beautiful smiles so if me being in pain made them happy it was okay.
You'd never believe who came to my room today.
That handsome man who is always standing in front of my door. His name is Nicholas. He is 20 years old. He has shiny black
hair, beautiful green eyes, flawless snow white skin and pinkish ruby lips.
But he also wasn't here for my own good. He hurt me. He started having sex with me but I let him. Deep down I really didn't
mind.
He was gentle. He wasn't rough like everyone who had sex with me. He took time to kiss me, kissed all my scars, I think that's
what we call foreplay.
It was like he was pleasuring me not himself and I enjoyed every second of it.
He took my first kiss, not like I'd ever tell anyone. I'll keep it a secret.
.......
Nico comes to my room everytime now. He said he bought me so now I belonged to him and no one would ever hurt me.
He didn't lie.
No one tortured or had sex with me anymore. No one starved me and no one saw me. He took care of me.
.......
Nicholas ran away with me. He abducted me and took me to Italy. I didn't want anyone to hurt me again. I did not want the
pain anymore.
In the last 13 hours something changed in me. Wherever I was going I didn't want what they did to me to happen again.
This time I'd be the boss. Cartoons lied about good people. No one was good. Everyone was a traitor.
Now I will no longer be Bubbles. My new identity is Evanora. I'll take control.
Barrista laughed at Evanora. Her body had gone stiff. She didn't whimper but she had tears in
her eyes.
Barrista, "tell you what Bubbles. I'll make sure by tomorrow morning you have the empire back,
wrapped around your fingertips."
Evanora, "now."
Barrista, "OK Bubbles. I'll make arrangements. It'll be yours in an hour."
Barrista stayed true to his word. An hour later after barking orders and killing two of his men
who frustrated him, the empire was back under Evanora's name.
Barrista, "done Bubbles. Now bring back Alara."
Evanora, "she'll be back in two days, unharmed. You have my word."
Barrista, "I never imagined that Bubbles would turn into what you are right now. Selfish, power
hungry, murderer, cruel and probably bloodier than me. I really did create a legend."
Evanora, "fuck you."
Barrista, "Nicholas is on his way. Although these flashbacks took 10 hours plus getting your
empire 1 hour. Two more hours and he'll be here."
Evanora, "I promise I'll kill you."
Barrista, "good luck Bubbles. Good luck biting the hands that fed you."