LOGINIn the fifth year of our long-distance relationship, I secretly quit my job without telling my boyfriend, Ian Gambino, and travelled more than a thousand kilometers to South Bordington. I wanted to give him a surprise: to get registered and married to him. He worked as a bodyguard for the biggest mafia Don in South Bordington. His job kept him extremely busy, and we were often out of contact. The last time we spoke, he said he had to accompany his boss to an underground auction for security. The job would last three months. Relying solely on the address that I remembered, I managed to find the place. When the guards at the entrance heard that I was looking for Ian Gambino, their expressions turned a little strange. "Don Ian is still busy. Please wait a moment," one of them said. I froze. Don Ian? Before I could process what he meant, I heard him whispering to the person next to him, "So, she's the one that the Don keeps outside? How did she end up here? If Donna Jeanine finds out about this, she's going to cause a huge scene." I was just about to explain to them that they had the wrong person when a woman in a custom-made evening gown walked in. The staff immediately fell silent and addressed her respectfully, "Donna Jeanine." She was on the phone, her voice coquettishly sweet. "Honey, I'm here. You promised you'd come with me and the baby for the medical checkup this time!" From the other end of the call came a deep male voice, filled with affection. "Darling, it'll be over soon. Go take a rest in the VIP lounge. Don't tire yourself out." I had listened to that voice for five years. It belonged to Ian Gambino.
View MoreIan stood like a soulless statue under the lights of the venue.The servers did not dare to approach him. The passing wealthy and dignitaries only glanced at him from the sight.True despair was when even the right to ask someone to stay had been lost.His underboss went up to him and asked if he should head back. Ian nodded and stepped into the night. His back still remained looking regal, yet every step he took was like stepping on knives barefoot.Outside the car window, the city lights rushed past in a blur. The city was dazzling and prosperous, yet not a single piece of that light belonged to him.He returned to his empty private mention. There were still signs of Vivian from the few days that she stayed there.He had fantasized countless times that once everything calmed down, once he had settled everything, he would get her and protect her for the rest of her life.Only until he lost her did he realize that some mistakes were permanent.He occasionally would head to the
At the afterparty after the awards ceremony, Henry held my hand tightly, never once letting go.He had volunteered to drink on my behalf, blocking me from all the unnecessary disturbance."Are you tired? Shall we head to the balcony to get some air?"I nodded and turned around when the entrance to the venue was suddenly quiet for a moment.A figure stood there silently. I almost forgot what he looked like.It was Ian.He still looked as regal as before in his custom-made black suit. He was tall and composed, carrying a demanding presence.However, his icy gaze barely had any light in them anymore. He was looking right at me.He was still the high and mighty Don of the Gambino family, but his bloodshot eyes told me that he had not had a good night's sleep in a very long time.Henry subconsciously pushed me behind him half a step, tightening his grip on my hand. He was silently telling me, "Don't be afraid. I'm here."Ian came closer. He looked at my face before his gaze moved
When I opened my eyes once more, all I saw was the white and spotless ceiling.I was rescued by the research team.The moment Vivian's men threw me into the open sea, the extraction ship that was waiting beforehand pulled me back from the hands of death.After traveling through several countries under careful escort, I finally arrived at the International Biological Research Headquarters in North Orope.My mentor was a titan in the field. She had never gotten married and had no children, yet she always treated me like her own daughter.She never asked about my past.Instead, she simply patted my shoulder gently and said, "Your battlefield is in the laboratory. It has nothing to do with anyone else."During the month I spent recovering, a man named Henry Creek stayed by my side. I knew my mentor had sent the person she trusted the most to look after me.He was the institute's chief researcher, and he was three years older than me. He was clean and gentle, and he always carried t
Ian's search for me had driven him to the point of near madness.Finally, in a narrow crevice among the offshore rocks, he found a single white canvas shoe.It was thin and clean, the edge still speckled with mud. It was the exact pair I was wearing when I disappeared.He would recognize it anywhere.Without hesitation, he ordered all the soldati who were on duty at the dock that day to be detained and dragged into the interrogation room.There was no patience for negotiation.Within minutes, the soldati bought off by Vivian collapsed on the floor in terror, confessing everything."It was Donna Jeanine. She was the one who ordered us to throw Ms. Walker into the ocean.""Don Ian, you told us to lock her up, but Donna Jeanine said that you did not want to see Ms. Walker ever again. She privately instructed us to do so.""The kidnapping by the docks was a ruse. Donna Jeanine planned it all to frame Ms. Walker…"Every sentence was a blow to Ian's nerves.In the coat I had left
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