MasukEmerald's POV
I got up as she stood in front of me. I don't know why, but it feels like I have seen her somewhere. This face is familiar.
Why is she giving me deja vu? The nerves in my brain felt like stretching for a moment.
"Sorry?"
She smiled softly, fuck, she is beautiful. I can't even blame his choice.
"I thought you were talking about me!"
"I don't know, I was just lost... What's your name by the way?"
Maybe I can find something about her. She looks like a main character.
"Arabella!"
She extended her hand for a shake.
I accepted it, her hands are rough. Not like a woman who is pampered, she feels like a warrior.
"Arabella!"
Maybe I am thinking too much about it.
It's okay, Emerald. Just think that Egon was a random man whom you started liking and he turned out to be committed. Just get over it, god! It shouldn't be that hard.
Maybe it's difficult because I am always around him and it fucks with my mind, I'll get over it when I finish this work and leave for good, until then I need to stay the fuck away from him and finish my work sooner.
"What's wrong?"
Arabella must have read my thousands of expressions when I was talking to myself.
"He is cheating on you!"
He kissed me when he had a girlfriend, so yes, I am not wrong.
Arabella raised her eyebrows and looked at me for a second. She looked confused but nodded.
"Ahh, I see! Thanks for letting me know."
"You are welcome!"
I looked around to see if he was watching me. If yes, then he will kill me for sure.
"By the way, are you going to dump him now?"
I shouldn't have asked that. Dumb!
She smirked.
"You don't worry about that!"
She patted my back and walked away.
Weird girl, if I were in his place, then I would have killed him. Anyways not my baby, not my problem!
My mission is, avoid Egon!
I focused on my work and it was going at perfect speed until he decided to fuck with me again.
"Lunch break, guys!"
He announced, and the girls started jumping like monkeys.
"No thanks, last time you did that, everyone fell asleep... We will manage!"
I scowled at him, only if I know how to stop myself from slapping that smirk off his face.
"I am the boss here, things go as I want!"
He is so arrogant.
"Come on, I am hungry!"
His girlfriend said, Why hasn't she bashed him for cheating yet. This girl is also weird just like him. Are they in an open relationship? Oh my god! These mafia people are psychotic.
Looks like one more day is going to waste, fine, if everyone is sleeping then I am going to do the same. I walked towards the dining table and there were two empty chairs, one beside Egon and one beside Arabella.
I chose to sit beside Arabella. Egon looked at me like I had asked for his kidney. Why does he even care? I frowned when I saw Arabella laughing silently at his reaction.
We started having lunch and Egon placed food in Arabella's plate.
"Are you eating well? You look thin!"
I bit on my salad aggressively when he asked her.
"Yeah!"
She replied, looking at him with a smile, as if she was happy to be with him.
I ignored them for the rest of the lunch, and as usual, my workers fell asleep because of food coma.
I didn't complain, he doesn't deserve my attention. I worked alone for the rest of the day.
It was my time to leave when I heard them talking about something.
They were talking about a shipment. Where it's going and from which route.
"Are you eavesdropping on us?"
Egon frowned at me.
"Why would I? It's none of my business!"
I started leaving.
"Wait! You heard about my important shipment. You can do anything with the information!"
He accused. Is he being serious right now?
"Listen!"
I tried to control my lash out.
"It's fine until it's your silly stunts! I am not trusting you with my business... You will stay here in my house until this shipment reaches the destination!"
He ordered heartlessly.
"In your dreams!"
I scoffed and started walking away but his bodyguards blocked my way.
I looked at him in disbelief.
"Egon, you can't be serious... You can't lock me in your house!"
"Try me, baby!"
He was not fucking around.
I was lost for a minute.
"Wait, I___ you ___"
I looked at Arabella.
"Arabella, please say something!"
She shrugged.
"Sorry, babe... He is the boss here!"
I don't know what happened to me, but anger got into my head. I threw my bag across the room and growled at him angrily.
"You want to lock me! Do you know who the fuck I am?"
He was watching me calmly like he was expecting this burst.
"Who are you?"
It felt like I suddenly snapped out of something. Why was I so angry? Why did it twist my heart so much? I felt that disrespecting me should be a sin for him.
What's wrong with me?
"Are you okay, Emerald?"
Arabella asked while touching my shoulder.
I looked at her confused.
"I don't know... I want to go home!... I need Ruby!"
She knows what happens to me and she knows how to handle me.
"You don't need anyone. Nothing is happening to you... You will be staying in the guest room for a week. Make yourself comfortable!"
He ordered.
I felt my head spinning, it was better to drop this topic and talk later.
I started walking away, and he pulled me to his chest by my arm. My head hit his chest, and for some reason, I felt good when I breathed in his scent.
It was comforting me.
I stayed there until he opened his mouth.
"Now show me how you ignore me for a week!"
There was pure mischievousness in his voice.
Ohh, so it was his plan! My eyes snapped towards him. Well, it's going to be hell for him, not me!
Author’s POVYears had passed, yet time had failed to soften the legacy of Egon and Emerald. Their empire was stronger than ever, feared by the underworld, respected by allies, untouched by enemies. Their castle was rebuilt stone by stone, not as a reminder of their wounds but as a monument of their victory over destiny.What destiny meant for destruction, they turned into forever.And the world watched them with the same disbelief even now the two villains who were destined to destroy each other… chose to build a kingdom together.The ocean breeze still roared against the cliff walls, just like the night they reunited. But now, the castle didn’t echo grief. It echoed laughter, command, and absolute power… especially from the new heir they raised.Ragnar Bismarck.The one who carried both thrones in his blood.Sixteen years old, the age when most boys were still discovering themselves. Ragnar already knew who he was. Trained in martial arts since he could walk, he moved like a predato
Author's POV No one in the criminal underworld, not a even single soul would have ever imagined this day would arrive.Not in this lifetime at least.If someone had dared to suggest that Egon Bismarck, the infamous Mafia King, the man whose silence was deadlier than gunfire would one day stand at an altar… waiting for his bride?They would’ve been mocked.Ridiculed.Shot for their stupidity.And if anyone had claimed that the Queen, the woman forged from violence, vengeance, and unbreakable will walk down an aisle in a breathtaking gown, ready to offer her heart to the man she once swore to ruin?People would’ve placed bets on her blood before her vows.Yet here they were! Not enemies. Not rivals. Not predators circling each other anymore.Just two villains in love, a love that should’ve destroyed them long before it saved them.And the world had absolutely no idea what to do with that.Every major crime lord, assassin syndicate, cartel head, and underground monarch filled the cathed
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Author's POV Rafael had been too calm-too smug-when he asked her, "Are you ready to meet the real you?"There was something hidden behind that tone... something sharp, something calculated. Emerald should have protested. She should have pushed back. But at that moment, she was willing to walk into fire if it meant finding out who she really was.Rafael placed a naked sword on the table.A heavy, gleaming blade with a history soaked into its metal."Seen one of these before?" he asked, eyes gleaming with mischief. "Wanna touch?"Emerald's brows pulled together. She knew that question wasn't innocent. Nothing Rafael did was ever innocent. But the curiosity inside her was louder than the warning bells. She stepped forward and traced a finger along the blade-slowly, thoughtfully.She couldn't imagine the things Rafael had used this sword for.She wasn't sure she wanted to imagine."Ohh... who do we have here?"The voice behind her made her turn sharply.Another man stood there. Strikingl
Author's POV The ocean was about to witness their reunion again.Egon’s lips crashed onto hers with a hunger that had been rotting in his chest for far too long. It wasn’t a kiss — it was a claim, a scream, a desperate pull of two halves that had been cut apart and finally slammed back together. Emerald clutched his shirt with trembling fingers, dragging him impossibly closer, like she wanted to pull him under her skin.He groaned into her mouth, a raw, broken sound that betrayed every night he spent missing her. His body pressed into hers as the waves curled around them, cool on their skin, nothing compared to the heat rising between them.Her hands cupped his jaw, fingers shaking as they memorised him again — the stubble, the sharp lines, the warmth that had once been her home.“Egon…” she whispered against his lips, breath trembling.He closed his eyes like her voice hurt him. “Say it again,” he murmured, forehead resting on hers. “I’ve forgotten how to breathe without it.”She di
Author's POV Egon had abandoned the island castle long ago. Every stone, every hallway, every echo of that place carried the weight of what had been done to them—every wound they endured, every injustice that had carved itself into their story. Without Emerald beside him, the castle had become a living ghost, suffocating him with memories he wasn’t strong enough to face.So he had walked away.Yet today, he stood in front of it again.The familiar walls stared back at him like they recognised him—like they remembered the man who once ruled them. And standing there now, the past scraped against his heart like broken glass, burning through the thin layer of hope he was clinging to.Emerald wanted to talk.But she wanted to talk here.In front of the castle that had shaped everything between them.He didn’t understand what she had in mind, and that uncertainty was eating him alive.His hope had been dying since last night. She had avoided his touch entirely, like even his closeness felt







