The trip back to the highway was quiet. Neither of them said a thing. Both were occupied in their own heads, everything was happening within themselves.
He glanced at the rearview mirror once in a while to find her looking out the window. She was calmed, m
"Don't come near me you assholes," Ari told the two men.They laughed.
Throughout the car ride, he was struggling with his conscience. It's that voice he had ignored for so long. But this girl was different, this girl had forced him to reconsider his plans, changed his mind, and make it work, somehow.The moment he saw the tw
When her father told her to find her own way out, she knew no one was going to help her but herself. There was no one she could trust. Armand had made sure of that. Katya was dead.She made her own research to find ways to save herself. She learned a lot a
His whole body hurt when he woke up the next morning. He looked to the bed next to his, she wasn't there."Ariana?" he called.
Picking out a dress for her wedding is probably one of the most important things that a girl would put on her bucket list.Armand had chosen five of the top designers in the world to do the bid. They came with their portfolios, models to parade the selecti
They drove out to a remote area and parked near the trees. They walked into the woods with a shovel, a tank of gasoline, booze, and her torn wedding dress. They couldn't do it at the motel's premises, it would attract attention.He gathered some wood and p
Diego Moralez was the son of a spy. His dad was an international spy and his mom worked for the government. He didn't know it at first, not until his 15th birthday. It explained why they moved a lot, he barely had any friends growing up.He was an only chi
"Hey ... wake up ... we have to go," Diego was up early the next day. He woke her up after hitting the shower, he was already halfway packing up their stuff.Her eyes were heavy, the vodka was still thick in her system. "What? What time is it?"