I took a deep breath before speaking, trying to collect my thoughts."I met one of your men named Mark," I began. He appeared slightly confused."Nicholas, you know I have hundreds of men under my command. Several of them go by the name Mark," he scoffed. "You'll have to be more specific, my friend." It suddenly occurred to me that I should have asked for Mark's last name. Then again, even if I did, he might not know which one I meant. I don't even know the full names of all my employees, so I couldn't blame him for not knowing either.I thought of a better way to explain the reason for my visit. An idea crossed my mind."A friend of mine is in danger, Juarez, and only you can help," I said, my expression serious.Juarez motioned for one of his men to come closer. "Bring us a bottle of my strongest liquor," he said before turning his attention back to me."You see, Nicholas, any friend of yours is a friend of mine too." He took a long drag from his cigar while I waited for him to say
Doctor Wilson cast a fleeting glance at Sonia before turning his gaze towards me. The expression on his face was somber, indicating that something had gone terribly wrong during the operation. He seemed stunned, as though grappling with the heavy burden of delivering devastating news."Please, Doctor, tell me how Mark is doing!" Sonia's voice trembled with fear and desperation."I'm sorry, but despite all my efforts," he paused, taking a deep breath, "we couldn't save him."The words hung heavily in the air, filled with sorrow and disbelief. The news hit us like an overwhelming tidal wave, engulfing us in a sea of grief. Sonia's scream pierced through the heavy silence, echoing the pain that now enveloped our hearts.In that moment, time seemed to freeze. The room, once brimming with hope and anticipation, now felt suffocating, overshadowed by an overwhelming sense of loss. The suddenness of it all blindsided us, making it hard to grasp the magnitude of the tragedy that had befallen u
Nicholas's POVI was still with Juarez when Laura informed me of Mark's demise. The news of his death was a hard pill to swallow, even for me. I told Juarez what had happened, and we observed a moment of silence for Mark while praying for his soul to rest in peace.Soon after, I left his penthouse and headed to the airport. A few hours later, we were in London, making our way straight to my secret hideout. Laura was finally free. She no longer had to live in fear of someone threatening her life, at least not for now. The thought of breaking the news to her and witnessing her reaction had initially brought me joy, until I received the sad news of Mark's passing. I sighed heavily."If only you had fought through this cancer, Mark, you could have become a free man yourself, or maybe even come work for me if you wanted," I thought, reflecting on the missed opportunities.A few minutes later, we arrived at the secret hideout.I went directly upstairs and found Laura dragging a pale and see
Laura's POV "Are you leaving now?" I observed as he stood up from the couch and checked the time on his wristwatch. "What did you mean by that?" I inquired. He sighed, "Your father is a mafia lord; there is no telling how many people out there have their eyes set on you because of him." He made sense, perfect sense. Lost in thought, I must have appeared worried, and he bent down, placing his hands on my shoulders. "Hey, you will be fine. I am just saying, it is even possible that no one but Juarez knows about your existence," he stood up again. "You are finally a free woman. Bask in your freedom; travel the world if you must. Whatever you decide to do is entirely up to you," he smiled at me. My hand gripped the edge of the sofa tightly as his words sank in. What was he trying to do? Was he attempting to get rid of me? Is that it? My mind raced with a thousand and one thoughts. "I will be going back to my base in Italy this weekend, concluding the business that brought me here toda
Laura's POV "Laura!" Sonia snapped, interrupting my thoughts. "Where is your mind? What are you thinking?" she asked. "Why? What's the problem?" I was utterly confused. "I was talking to you, and you were not responding. I had to shout your name to get your attention," she said. "Oh, sorry about that. I didn't realize; my mind was just occupied with some stuff." "What stuff?" she asked, giving me a quizzical look. "Nothing important, babe. So, what were you saying?" There was absolutely no way I was going to tell her I had been thinking about Nicholas and where I stood with him. I wasn't ready for her lectures, although she might not give any considering her current state of mind. I still preferred to keep it to myself regardless. "Well, I will probably stay with my mum for about two weeks," she sighed, "I want to heal while I am with family." "Are you saying I am not family?" I asked, trying to guilt-trip her. "You know that is not what I mean, babe. I just want to be away f
Nicholas POV I left Laura at the lounge and walked up the stairs to my room without even looking back. I knew i must have hurt her, i knew the way i acted with her will make her feel i didn't care. It was really for the best. I did what's best for the both of us. I told her it was fine, she could leave whenever she wanted to when all i wanted to do was ask her to stay. I couldn't do that, i could do that to her. A sweet innocent girl like her didn't deserve to be involved in a cruel world like mine. My world was too dangerous for her. I cannot always protect her, being with me would only make her a target for my enemies who want nothing but to cause me harm. This was for the best, yes, it was for the best. I went into the bathroom and had a cold shower. My mind and body was becoming fragile all because of one woman. I needed to jerk it back to reality, make it agile and strong again. I needed to get myself to think straight again. Love is very dangerous. A man like me doesn't dese
Nicholas' POV "What is it, Carlos?" I paused, waiting for a reply. "Talk to me!" I snapped, growing impatient. "We were attacked, I have been hit," Carlos said, his voice tense. I heard a gunshot, and the phone went dead. "Carlos! Carlos!" I called out desperately, but there was no response. "Naeto, John, track Carlos' location now," I commanded, urgency in my tone. "Okay boss." "He is at 72, boulevard street, about 2km from here," John reported. "Let's go!" I replied, grabbing my gun and securing it by the side of my trousers. I always carried a licensed gun with me due to the nature of my business, which constantly exposed me to danger. We arrived at the location within 30 minutes, and I had the venue surrounded by my men. With about 20 men at my disposal, it was relatively easy to take out the enemy. We found Carlos wounded, with a gunshot wound on his leg, and he was losing a lot of blood. "Find something and tie his leg immediately," I instructed John, and he promptly fol
Nicholas' POV The morning light had already filled the room, and Laura was still sleeping peacefully beside me. I couldn't help but think about what had happened the night before and the words she had said that kept me awake. Today, I was supposed to leave for Italy, but the new discovery weighed heavily on my mind. As I continued to gaze at her, trying to sort through my thoughts, she stirred and yawned, waking up. "Oh well! Finally awake," I thought. As soon as she saw me, she sat up abruptly in bed. "What am I doing here? How did I get here?" she asked in confusion. "Well, it's a long story," I replied, getting up from the bed. She looked at her clothes, and her eyes widened in shock. "What am I wearing? Wait, did you undress me last night?" Here we go, I thought to myself. "You don't remember anything from last night, do you?" I asked. She seemed completely surprised and bewildered. "What happened?" she asked. "You happened, Laura! I found you completely passed out on the