Novel-novel oleh ADQ

JULIET'S POVI and Camara were tied up in chairs in the damp, dimly lit basement alongside Maria, who had been shot in the leg by George's ruthless hand.“Ahn," she groaned in pain.In the main sitting room, the sound of our labored breathing echoed through the cold, unforgiving space, devoid of any warmth or compassion."Call your dad and tell him to reveal where the diamond is," George demanded, his voice cold, menacing, and laced with sinister intent as he continued to torture us, taking great pleasure in our suffering and anguish.I was forced to call Diana Ross. When George shot Maria in the second leg again, “Ehhhh!" she groaned in pain, her eyes laced with tears streaming down her face, blood gushing out from her two legs.George sneered, "You'd better do that before you lose your friend." He handed me the phone, and I couldn't watch the horror again, so I called Diana Ross directly.After a few seconds, Diana picked up the call. "Diana, I need to speak with my dad. He's around

JULIET'S POV "I need you to confirm the identity of two men," I said to Mark in a low tone as we sat in a small room.Mark replied, "Okay, we're running the check now."I asked, "How are you doing?"Mark responded, "We're doing well. It's not going to be easy, but we're on it."I smiled, thinking, "I know it's not easy. In fact, I'm beginning to hate George more each day, but I'll remain calm until this is finished.After a few seconds, Khalid came up with the information. "Yeah, I found it. Both Walter and Caleb are part of George's associates. Recently, they visited George in London."I realized, "You're right, Khalid. I was in the mansion when they came to visit George. I overheard them discussing the multi-million-worth of diamonds that belong to my father."Khalid added, "They're into diamond mining, coal mining, prostitution, and illegal drugs, just like George. The only difference is that they keep a low profile and avoid anything related to law enforcement."Mark chimed in, "

GEORGE'S POVCaleb and Walter Reed were raging at the receiving end of my phone, their voices fixed on mine. I had promised them multi-million-worth of diamonds, but Jones had refused to tell me where the diamonds were being held, even before he escaped."Fuck it!" I muttered to myself, smashing my hand on my face. "Just give me some time, guys. Give me some time, and I'll still get the diamond for you.""It's high time you gave us the diamond. It's high time you returned our money to us. This isn't a joke anymore. We've given you enough time—more than three months—to get the diamond for us, and we've paid an advance payment of fifty percent each." Walter Reed's voice was laced with anger.Caleb added, "Who the fuck are you? Are you going to refund the money or give us the diamond? Whichever way, we need your answer right now."The atmosphere on the phone was blazing with rage, and I remained silent, unsure of what to say. Then, a crazy idea popped into my mind."I have some goods in

MARK'S POV We sat in the black van, waiting for the right moment as planned. The judge's men were supposed to take Juliet, Kamara, and Maria in, creating a proper situation. We waited until exactly 10:30 PM, and then I gave the signal.At 11:30 PM, I whispered urgently to Juliet, "It's time.Juliet nodded, and Khalid and I swiftly opened the van door. We stepped out, and I accompanied the three of them for about two blocks away from the main location.I hid behind a red car, allowing the three of them to walk together as planned. They played their roles, joking and chasing each other, making it look real.After a few seconds, some men pulled up beside them. I noticed Juliet trembling and fidgeting before they packed into the car. As the five of them stepped out, they immediately circled around the women.“Pretty ladies," they teased them simultaneously.One of the men pointed a gun at Maria, now Deleila, and another grabbed Camara's hand. The other two grabbed Juliet, holding her at

JULIET'S POV A longtime friend and skilled expert in disguise, Khalid worked his magic on Juliet, transforming her into a completely new person. Her features were altered, and her appearance was changed, making it impossible to recognize her as Juliet.Her hair was now a darker shade, and her eyes were a different color. She looked confident and determined, ready to take on a new role."Wow, Khalid, you're a genius!" I exclaimed, amazed at the transformation. "She looks completely different now. You're the best!"Khalid smiled proudly. "I've been working on this technique for months. It's going to be a game-changer for our future operations."I gave Juliet a new identity, "Elena," and with that, she was reborn. Khalid performed the same transformation on Camara, who was now known as "Margaret," and Maria, the lady sent by Mr. Carvin, who was renamed "Deleila."All three of them were disguised with new, designed faces and dressed up in small white tops, short skirts, and black shoes.

MARK'S POV "Now that my dad and your mom are safe, I think it's time to execute our plan," I said to Juliet as she sat before me."I have an idea," Juliet said, turning to me. "If we're finding it difficult to nail Mr. George, then I think the only solution is to use his own tactics against him."Her explanation was laced with confusion, and I remained silent, trying to understand what she meant."Juliet, what do you mean?" I asked, trying to clarify."What I'm trying to say is that we need to use his own weapon against him." Why don't we turn his own game back on him?" Juliet asked, her eyes sparkling with determination.I was still confused, and Juliet could see it. She smiled, stood up, and walked towards the mini-bar. She poured herself a glass of red wine and handed me another."What I mean, Mark, is that what if I become one of his subjects? After all, he's still in the business of prostitution and exploiting young women. Why don't I use that opportunity to get close to him?" J

LORD KANE'S POV Lord Thane’s voice hit me like a storm, each word vibrating with anger. “Do you have any idea what Rafael has done?!” His roar made my hands tighten around the phone.“I… I know, Lord Thane. It wasn’t supposed to happen like this,” I said, my voice trembling, though I tried to mask it.“Not supposed to happen like this?” His incredulity was sharp, a knife cutting through the air. “Rafael was supposed to eliminate Caleb, not injure his mother! Do you understand what this means?”“I do,” I whispered, swallowing hard. “I gave Rafael the orders. He acted on them—but… something went wrong.”“Something went wrong?” Thane’s voice was now low, almost dangerous. “Do you understand the chaos this will bring? Caleb will be on high alert. Every move we make, he will watch. Rafael’s mistake has put everything at risk!”“I… I’ll fix it,” I said quickly, my mind spinning. “We can contain this. I’ll speak with Rafael and make sure it doesn’t happen again.”There was a long pause on t

MIRA'S POV That morning, I lingered in bed longer than usual. The quiet of dawn wrapped around me, but inside, my thoughts were anything but calm. My hand drifted to my stomach, resting there gently, almost protectively. The life within me was still so small, but her presence was enormous—she filled every corner of my heart. I whispered into the stillness, “Good morning, my little angel. I wonder who you’ll look like. Will you have my eyes or his smile?” A bittersweet ache pulled at my chest. “One day, you’ll ask about him. About why things didn’t work. And I’ll have to tell you… but what if I don’t have the right words? What if you don’t understand?” I blinked back tears. “I don’t want you to grow up thinking love means pain. I want you to grow up knowing you were wanted, that even before you opened your eyes, I was fighting for you. Fighting to make things right.” That was when the decision pressed itself into me like a truth I could no longer avoid. I had to see him. Not fo

CALEB'S POV The waiting room was far too bright, too clean, and too silent. Every tick of the clock on the wall gnawed at Delilah’s nerves. She sat forward, elbows on her knees, eyes fixed on the floor but mind racing like a storm. At last she spoke, her voice low and urgent. “If what I’ve been told is right,” she said, her jaw tightening, “then they’re not after the mother at all. She’s just bait. The real target is her daughter.” The guard across from her, a stocky man with graying hair and weariness etched into his face, shifted in his chair. He rubbed his palms together as though trying to rid them of sweat. “You mean… all this time, Alpha Kane’s men were watching the wrong one?” Delilah lifted her eyes to meet his. There was no hesitation in her gaze, only cold certainty. “No. Kane has never been mistaken. He knows exactly what he’s doing. The mother is leverage—nothing more. If we leave her here, she’ll be the first to pay the price.” The guard swallowed hard. “Then

CARA'S POV I slipped quietly out of the corridor, careful not to let the floor creak beneath me, and entered a forgotten room at the far end of the hall. The hinges groaned faintly as I nudged the door shut behind me. The place smelled of dust and faint mildew, as though no one had been here in years. I pressed my hand against the wall and froze. Sound carried faintly through—it wasn’t just stone; there were cracks, hollow spaces, something that tied this room to the one I had been staying in. My heart began to pound. If I played here, they would hear it. For a long while, I hesitated. My fingers brushed over the cloth wrapping at my side, and I pulled the flute free. Its weight was familiar, grounding. I lifted it slowly, almost reverently. The instrument had always been more than wood and breath; it had been a piece of my soul, a voice when words weren’t enough. I held my breath, the silence pressing in all around me, and finally let the first note slip free. It was soft and

CARA'S POV Ryker stood in the corner of the chamber, the flickering torchlight throwing jagged shadows across his face. His arms were folded, his stance casual, but his eyes—cold, unyielding—followed me as I paced the length of the room. I stopped at the table, pressing my palms against the rough wood as if steadying the storm inside me. “It’s time,” I said finally, my voice breaking the stillness like a blade splitting through silence. “Layla. Kyle. And the rest of them who dared to think I was weak. I’ve held my tongue long enough.” Ryker didn’t move, didn’t speak. He only arched a brow, as though testing me with his silence. When I met his gaze, his lips curved into something between a smirk and a sneer. “You mean to start tonight?” He asked, his voice low and smooth but laced with an edge. “Yes,” I answered without hesitation. My tone sharpened as I added, “And I want Maya to hear me. Don’t think for a second I care if she listens from the shadows. In fact—I want her to.

AURORA'S POV You think your secrets are safe?” I spat, my voice sharp, trembling with anger and fear. “You think I don’t know you killed the only witness to Lady Cara… and that you tried to kill Caleb’s mother?” I took a careful step forward, refusing to back down. “Don’t… dare… come near my daughter, Layla.” Lord Kane’s eyes glimmered in the dim light, unreadable and yet heavy with the weight of everything unsaid. He advanced slowly, like a predator savoring the moment. “Careful,” he said softly, each word deliberate, a quiet menace that made the air around us tense. “Your words… they carry more danger than you realize.” “I don’t care about danger,” I shot back, my hands trembling but steady, my heart hammering in my chest. “I will not allow you to touch her. Not her. Not anyone I love!” A faint smirk played on his lips, one that didn’t reach his cold, calculating eyes. “Bold,” he murmured, “and reckless. Do you really think defiance will shield her? Or protect you?” “I’ll t