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So Near Yet So Far

She didn't want anything to do with another man in her life until she crossed paths with Sam Thompson, a handsome heart throb and an heir to a well known business man who's willing to take the chance and break all her walls introducing her to a whole new level of being loved. Freya thinks life will never give her a chance of being happy and she'll never find love but this time it comes at her door step. Life gives her a second chance at being happy and finding true love but she's too blind to see that. Her eyes are clouded by the tears of the things that have brought her down. But will she be able to see what life has given her or keep on making her past give her the reasons of being unhappy. After her breakup with her long time sweetheart , well what she tought and considered to be one while in reality it was the opposite of that . Her world falls apart but is later crumbled into dust when her mother is brutally murdered at her anniversary celebration. Later on they come for her . Will she see what's coming for her? Will she let Sam love her or keep dwelling in her past? (So near from getting all the answers to her questions but blinded by the past. )

nothando_dlamini · Fantaisie
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107 Chs

50. Girl's outing

Jerome's POV 

I watched the whole room erupt in laughter as we all drank and celebrated. Men surrounded the large mahagony table where we usually dine as a whole. The whole brothers.

From the head of the table was me , my grandfather's seat on my right. Eloit on my left because he was my right hand man and best friend. I had to choose a right hand  man and no one would have fitted in that position like him. Then followed other Mafia bosses who couldn't miss the event.

They were all young just like  I was. Their parents passed them the positions a few years back but differently  meaning that all of them had been in this game longer than I was. But to be honest I did it better than any of them and they knew that.

Food was sent to all those on duty and guarding the warehouses and other business we owned.

They were all happy I could tell. But I wasn't.

"Mom can I have more of that," he says pointing a dish of pasta salad.