SNOW'S POV.
"Ci sono stati
piùattacchicontro di loronessunvantaggioragionevole su chi fosse responsabile. Dove si è in grado di scoprirequalcosa?"{There's been more attacks on them and no reasonable lead on who is responsible. Where you able to find out anything?}
"Prendete
unuomopillolafreddo, quei dimwits stannofinalmenteottenendoquello&nROSELLE'SPOVIt's been five months.Five months since I woke up in the hospital alone and ready to be interrogated by the police.Five months since I fled the hospital and found my saviour.And two months of unleashing terror!!Finally, the universe was working in my favour; trusting Mr kim was the best decision I've made so far and I wish I did sooner.I had expected him to turn me out when I came knocking.I expected him to call the authorities on me but instead, he pulled me in.He fixed my broken thumb; courtesy of trying to break free from the handcuffs, he tended to my wounds and nursed me back to health.His love...his warmth...It reminded me of what I missed out on as a child; of what I should have experienced with my father. Those foreign emotions broke me into bits and at the same time filled me with rage; hot boiling rage!!Rage of what I had to give u
ROSELLE'SPOVWho would have thought that a day like this would come?? The sight of these perpetrators on their knees, stripped down to their undergarments, gagged and bound was beautiful. I could feel their fears, hear their hearts racing and I relished in knowing that their heart beats were numbered.Adam looked like he could kill and Liana was shaking her head with a silent plea; begging me not to hurt them.Who are you?What do you want?Who sent you?Those unspoken questions swimming in their minds reflected perfectly in their eyes."Hurry up child, we don't have much time. I'll keep a watch outside",Mr.Kim said and turned to leave."Let's begin shall we?"I asked staring straight into their eyes.Ten years ago, you had a man and his family killed. He worked for your syndicate; he served your family and you killed him; you
RICHARD'SPOVThe sight of my parents butchered like animals and drowning in a pool of their own blood stripped me bare of my defenses. It was a mental blow; proving that the Vladimir's weren't untouchable after all. Guards were scattered around the place like insects, handling procedures and cleaning up the mess.This is a dream!!This is unbelievable!!What sort of monster would do something like this??How was he able to breach our security??This has to be a fucking dream!!The horrendous stench of blood and death and the pain from sinking my finger nails into my flesh was a slap on my fucking face, telling me otherwise.This was real and I had to face it.
SNOW'S POVIt's been five days since I abducted her.I still find it hard to believe she's the one we've been looking for. She looks too innocent with very soft and delicate features and an intricate personality.As soon as I took off her hood, long chocolate brown hair cascaded around her like a thick curtain and I had to fight the urge to tuck some strands behind her ears.Her large doe eyes were the lightest shade of blue, making her look like she was from a fairy tale. They looked so magical, they could disarm anybody and for a brief moment I thought that she might be wearing contacts.Her lips looked soft and pink and I imagined how they would feel smashed against mine.Her high cheek bones and sharp jawline lifted defiantly in a silent challenge and her very slender and curvy frame could put any model to shame.If I hadn't seen her clothes drenched in blood and received those pictures of Richard's butchered parents with the
DIMITRI'SPOVDeath has always been the ultimate end for mankind.The only thing I am yet to tame; the only thing I have no control over.If there was a way to strike a bargain with the grim reaper for control and authority over that costly dent in nature, I would.If he wanted half my possessions and even the syndicate, I would have gladly given it away.. not because I want to return theloved onesit's snatched with it's ugly grasp but because I want to have the power over my own existence; my own death and demise.Loved ones???I've never being able to harness that silly emotion. I've seen it and even being on it's recei
RICHARD'S POVThe place looked deserted, there was no visible sign of life around."Are you sure this is the place?""Yes sir"the lanky man with a gruff beard standing next to me replied.I signaled for my men to move forward and with drawn weapons, they treaded the concrete until they took their positions, ready to start the show.I could see the trepidation in the way they moved, their weapons shook in their hands and I wanted to slap them silly for letting fear rule them. The truth is, they had every single right to be afraid. They'd seen what those assassins can do. They'd removed the butchered remains of their brothers and friends from a delivery box, some of them had even cleaned up the mess in my home a few days ago and we didn't even know how many others were present in the warehouse.I knew it was going to be a bloodbath and to be honest I could feel tiny webs of fear already spinning in my h
ROSELLE'S POV"Not so fast dear, you don't want to miss out on all the fun do you?" Nicolai said. His friends gathered around him and they laughed hard, mocking my terrified form.One of them started to butcher my mother's body with an axe, flinging her amputated body parts towards my direction. I cringed as part of her arm or what was supposed to be her hand hand landed on my body. Blood stained my white dress and the psychopath flashed me a toothy grin."Stop it!! Stop it you bastards" Royce screamed and made an angry dash for Nicolai , hitting him with his tiny fist. The big man brushed him off harshly, pulled out his gun and shot Royce twice in the head.I screamed in horror and rushed to lift his body from the floor."Royce wake up! We need to leave...Royce???" I sniffled."Royce??" He didn't respond, just his pale grey eyes staring back at me unblinking with a small hole i
KIM'SPOV I opened my eyes, trying to take in my surrounding but I was greeted with darkness. My head was covered with an itchy black mask. Tiny sand particles rested on my tongue and my throat was dry like I'd been fed shards of glass. My legs felt like I was suffering from a gazillion bee stings and my jeans was so drenched in blood it clung to my body like a second skin.My wrists and ankles were spread apart, transferring my body weight to my shoulders and spine. I tried to wriggle free from the chains but that only made things worse, more pressure added to my back and my legs opened to tearing point. Where am I ?? What's this place?? I had gone back to the hideout to check if she left some clues on where to find her.... Suddenly everything that happened some hours ago came back in a rush and the thick accent of that man ordering me to drop my weapon proved I was in deep