VERNERO POV I AM SORRY FOR YOUR LOSS. 6 words. That’s all it took for everything inside of me to crumble into nothingness. I felt it when all the energy infested inside of me fled, leaving me nothing but a ghost, a shell of what I used to be. Just by hearing those 6 unfortunate, becursed words from the deepest pits of heck. I opened my mouth to reply to the doctor, and ask them how, why did it happen? Why did it have to be her? Why couldn’t it be someone else? But nothing came out of my mouth, so I closed it. Because words couldn’t climb past the big lump in my throat. My eyes welled as tears pooled at such a rapid pace, feeling every piece of my soul detaching and chipping away from my being. Everything around me became foggy and unclear, but all I could feel at that very moment was a different kind of pain that held me in a tight grip, knocking all the air out of my lungs, and gluing me to one spot only. It was excruciating, it was diabolic, and I wanted to believe that it was som
ISA POVBizarrely enough, I was in a state of tranquility, very at peace and ever so calm. It was as if my soul was hovering right above my numb body, not far from reach, and the feeling of floating on a fluffy cloud was by far unmatched. From the inmost pits of perplexity and haze, I could hear soft murmurs and grunts, the sound of people conversing softly not far from where I was lying, which sounded like a calm lullaby that just helped the drug to lax me up. But I was too fucking high to even make out a word they were saying. The high lasted for as long as I could remember. I kept on switching between the euphoric numbness and the consciousness where murmurs reigned in my world, the dull ache that was throbbing from my abdomen, and the gnawing thoughts of what had happened.It didn’t take two shits to figure out why I was so disoriented. It was the morphine. And it was going to take forever before it left my stream.~~~After what felt like millennia, the morphine began wearing off
ISA POVFuck. My head hurts like a bitch.I cursed inwards as a deep pained groan wrenched itself from my throat, my body feeling so sore from being moved around and being shaken fiercely from time to time. Although I heard a splitting headache that made me feel like I was going to puke a fucking lung, I felt it when the car I was in came to a halt, and rushed footsteps followed. The door to where I was kept was yanked open before they wheeled me out of the back of the car into some kind of a hellhole where all I could smell was nothing but rusted metal, piles of dust from years of abandonment, and moisture that reminded me of the ghetto alleys full of piss.I instantly knew from that very moment I was pushed in there that things weren't going to be pretty in here. The metals clunk louder and very distressingly around my already abused self, and the ghost echo that followed didn't make it feel any less barbaric. The stench that reigned through the air made my stomach churn and roll te
LORENZO POVI sat there frozen. For 16 hours, I just sat there inside Alexander's million-dollar mansion, frozen out of my wits as my mind bombarded me with unwanted thoughts of what she could be going through at that very moment. With ticking second of time, the more I felt myself chilling to the bone. And the agonizing fact was that there were no clues so far about where she could be, or where they were keeping her.For all I know, they could have shipped her via the sea to some deserted land of Hades where it was going to cost a fucking arm and a leg to get to her or abandoned her somewhere in a ditch, a dumpster for her to die. For the very first time ever since I was given senses, I was scared so bad that my mouth felt dry. "I think I got something." Owen, one of Xander's dogs who was good with computers called out from his little booth full of machines and keyboards. In a flash, I was standing next to him glaring at the screen as he typed furiously on the keyboards to reveal a
VERZI POVThe ride to the city was shorter than I had expected because it took less than half an hour to reach the city and milled through it. My whole body was so fucking tense with everything that was going down. But my inside was chanting one thing and one thing only;Please God, let her be safe.I think even God was damn tired of the same words that were repeated over and over and over again. But I couldn't help it. I was literally living beside myself. My mind bogged me with all kinds of unwanted thoughts that made me want to tear my own head open and bash my brain, they were excruciating. The thought of closing my eyes and even catching a single wink was torture because I knew what waited for me in the dreamland. And it wasn't lovely.Wherever she was, I prayed she was alive. I don't know what I would do if I woke up knowing that she was no longer among the land of the living, I don't even want to think how miserable and sorrowful life would be in general, without her. Just 6 we
LORENZO POVThe FBI director did as told. Seeing the three of us dominating his wife’s ward, and knowing that she was even changed from the one he thought she’d be safe at, he didn’t have much of a choice but to get his ass moving. And from there on, we did a search of our own. Verzi had a few of his men flown in from Texas to give a hand, and everyone got to help. With the FBI and more than 100 of our men on the search, we were guaranteed to find her. Either by nook or crook.As for me, I was weak. I felt it. Everything in me was barely hanging on and I knew if we didn’t find her before the end of today, then something was going to happen to me. Call it intuition or some voodoo, but it was all over my body and I couldn’t just ignore the signs. From the hospital, Xander had us piled into his car and drove us out of the city. It didn’t take long before he rolled into some clean neighborhood with clean, lined trees on the sidewalks and children milling around. It was a peaceful place an
XANDER POV“They gave her a shot,”Ava’s voice called out from my office doorway. I nodded not bothering to look up from the pc in front of me. The sound of her heels against the wood flooring was heard as she delved deeper into the office until she stood in front of my desk. The scent of her strong perfume hit hard, penetrating through the haze I was in.“Her vitals are stable; she should be waking up soon. Although it would be better if she stayed in a coma for some time. Her body needs rest.” She explained, and I nodded still. Why were the numbers not adding up?She heaved a huge sigh before sitting in front of my desk and became still as death. That had me looking up from the work in front of me.“What?”“I don’t know how she does it. Being so strong and escaping death this multiple times? It’s like she has nine lives or some shit. No matter what happens, she always comes back.” She said in a low voice as if she was speaking to herself. I didn’t reply, there was nothing to say at t
CIELLO POVThey say love is the strongest factor in life.Of course, a hard nut like me never believed in that shit. Bazookas and grenades are the strongest factors in life because they bust with just a click, destroying everything in their vicinity. That was what I believed all these years. The love that was talked about in the movies and in novels never really fazed me, because to me it sounded like nothing but big BS.But then, I saw it with my own eyes.The moment SHE arrived in Dark Woods, she arrived with this enchanting vibe that just lit up the whole place. It was in the way that she accepted everyone without question or judging them. The sense of belonging that she always managed to give to everyone. Be a stinky motherfucker who sleeps with pigs at night, Senorita would accept you nonetheless. And my bosses, the kings I worshipped with everything inside of me, strong men who never bowed to anyone and had the world dancing in the palms of their hands, seeing them so humbled an