ログイン“And you just decided to trust her?!” Lanzo threw his hands up and started pacing around my office.I pinched the bridge of my nose. “She knows that it's the only way she can save her son… or end his suffering.”“And yet she chose to believe Valentino before. She told him our secrets,” Lanzo stated dryly. “What makes you think she will suddenly trust us to rescue the boy?”“She told them a few not-that-important pieces of information, and only because she panicked,” I reasoned. “Those fuckers sent her a video of her kid, along with a whole album of pictures of him as he'd been growing up while being tortured for years.”Lanzo worked his jaw, then blew out a breath. “Damn… That must have been a blow.”“She made herself believe she did the right thing back then,” I told him. “She called herself unsuitable to be a mother, and the only way she could live without guilt was knowing that her kid was safe. It turned out they'd tricked her twenty years ago, and now she was too devastated to se
GREYMy stomach had been churning for hours. Today was the day of Abigail's interrogation. So far, we had found three employees who needed further observations, and I hoped that Abigail wouldn't have to join them.The specific kind of truth serum we had been using was efficient, but it left the mind clouded. It was good to verify simple truths, answers yes or no, or choosing one from a few options, but not to get more specific information.For now, we didn't lock anyone up. We wanted them to believe they had passed the test. We wanted them to continue doing what they had been doing, so we could learn how they communicate and then catch them red-handed. It was an annoying process that required time we didn't have, but this was also our only option.A knock on the door sounded, and I knew exactly who it was. “Come in, Poppy,” I called out, leaning back in my seat.Today, I hadn't gone to the company. I had spent the day in the mansion, mentally preparing for what needed to be done. I ha
POPPYI opened my eyes and found Grey sitting on my side of the bed. He was fully dressed, as if he were ready to leave, which made me wonder how long I had slept. “What time is it?” I croaked.“It's almost six thirty.” His lips formed a faint smile. “I didn't mean to wake you up. You should sleep more.”I frowned. “Have you been sleeping at all?”He nodded. “I did.”I glanced at his side of the bed. The sheets were slightly crumpled, but I doubted he had slept long enough. “You were analyzing everything that happened at Tavolo Verde with Lanzo through most of the night, weren't you?”He cleared his throat, then grabbed my hand and kissed the sensitive skin on my wrist. “I had to. Someone leaked the information about you and our security, and I won't allow it to happen again. We have to find out who it was. So the next few days might be quite frantic.”My chest tightened. “I won't be able to see you…”He shifted his grip on my hand, intertwining our fingers. “I don't want to leave you
GREYMy fury continued to storm inside me even hours after we'd returned to the mansion. Ardian Cavalieri had escaped along with two of his soldiers. We had killed the rest, the forty-six of them. He had begun a war without meeting me in person, and I highly doubted that Poppy had been the only reason. Of course, he sure was one sick son of a bitch, and I knew he would have done a lot to get her back, but this was about more than just her. This had been a test. The fucker had come to check our tactics and our time of reaction, and he hadn't hesitated to risk losing nearly fifty of his soldiers.I brushed a wayward strand of Poppy's hair off her face. She stirred slightly and moaned, but didn't open her eyes. After the doctor had treated the wounds on her feet, she took something to help her sleep. She sure as fuck deserved a rest.I pressed a kiss to her forehead before walking out of the room. I carefully closed the door behind me and turned around, instantly noticing Abigail standin
I looked around the roof, desperately seeking a way out of my situation. My gaze traveled to the building on my left. It didn't seem that far away. Maybe I could jump through the gap between the buildings…?Fine, I knew that my idea was quite reckless, but I didn't have too many options. First, I turned around and closed the wooden door. Then I pushed an old, half-broken cabinet that stood by the door to block it. I knew that Ardian would follow me up here, and I needed any possible leverage I could get.The sun was setting, and the cold wind began to blow. That certainly wouldn't help with my jump. I stepped toward the verge and looked down. More bodies lay on the ground, mostly those who fought on Ardian's side, but would Grey's men manage to get into the restaurant before Ardian found me? Probably not.“Shit,” I muttered, tossing away my kitten heels and standing on the cold roof barefoot. Sucking in a shaky breath, I walked toward the left side, estimating my chances. The gap was
Ardian brushed a tiny bit of dust from his navy blue suit, then stepped toward me. “You look well.” His eyes carefully examined me in my cream-colored pants and blazer, and his lips curved in disdain. “You shouldn't wear pants, Angel. They look awkward on you.”I ignored his comment and focused on my surroundings. Four of Ardian's soldiers were inside, but how many guarded the front or back door? Shivers licked the nape of my neck, but no panic appeared. This must have been the result of my training with Lanzo. He had taught me about their basic tactics and how to act in even the most hopeless situations.“You killed the bodyguards,” I breathed, taking a cautious step back.“We killed all five of them.” A cold chuckle sounded. “Getting to you was actually easier than I thought. Maybe Maledetti doesn't value your life that much.”I swallowed. Five guards. That meant that there were at least three more, most likely waiting for backups. But how long would it take? I would have lied had I
POPPYGrey had given me the memory card he'd found in Mr. Foster's toilet tank. We all had hoped that it would contain something truly valuable, but so far it had turned out to be a major disappointment. Cory and I had spent more than ten hours working on Mr. Foster's case, and the more we found, th
GREYI had been trying to avoid any interactions with the police throughout most of my life for obvious reasons. Unfortunately, in rare circumstances, calling the police was necessary, and this definitely was such a case.“Are you all right?” I wrapped my arm around Poppy's waist and pulled her tow
Grey and Lanzo sat on the sofa while I walked to the screen they had set in Grey's office. My cheeks were still coated with a thick layer of redness after what had happened in the main hall, and the smug smirk on Grey's face certainly wasn't helping me calm down. I was beginning to think about a sw
POPPYThree days had passed since my date with Grey, and my life had begun to change. It felt strange, exciting, and terrifying at the same time. It was as if I hadn't realized I'd been suffocating my whole life, and only now did I truly learn to breathe.I had become more daring, confidently speak







