“What’s the first thing about me?” And I dare not forget. “You’re reserved…god!” “And by reserved, I mean…?” He asks gently, a tone that’s opposite from the strength in his action. “Talk to me, Milaya. By reserved, I mean what?” “You don’t share…” My teeth clenches hard. “And I’m yours…” Then light explodes behind my eyelids. "Good girl," he praises. *** Liliana Hoxha's fairytale life shatters when her sister is killed and her husband is kidnapped and brutally murdered. What she doesn't expect next is to be abducted by Damian Kastorov, a ruthless Mafia Don driven by rage and revenge, who believes Liliana's husband is connected to his girlfriend's death... As Liliana's held captive in Damian's mansion, hatred ignites into passion, and Liliana soon uncovers a shocking truth: her sister's tragic fate is tied to Damian's past and her husband's dark secrets. Trapped, Liliana must choose between escaping the monster she's fallen for or succumbing to his dangerous allure. Will their forbidden love be their salvation, or will it destroy everything? What if it's the latter?
Lihat lebih banyakLILIANAHe didn’t do it. I know he didn’t and that’s all I’m grateful for. When I rise from the floor, his arm immediately goes around my waist for support but he has his eyes pinned on Sergei just in case he decides to make one funny move. Zoran slams the butt of the gun into the masked man kneeling in front of him who grunts and curls up in pain. The terse silence is broken and someone else has Damian’s attention. The mask is yanked off the stranger’s face. “You…” Damian’s voice is deathly cold as he takes in the man, staring at him with brutal hate. Zoran steps away from him to hold me up and give Damian a chance to speak to Simon. I swear his face is familiar. Since this is a night of unravelling, could this perhaps be Irina’s father?Simon trembles at the sight of Damian, he starts to ramble nervously. “This isn’t usually my setup. Sergei called me from my abode and swore he knew how to defeat you and I knew it wouldn’t be possible but I wanted to give it a shot just be– Arrgh
ZIPPORAHI watch him pace the room like he’s haunted, like there’s a weight pressed upon his shoulders that he has to get rid of. Every time he stops, it is to take a sip of whiskey out of his glass. Regardless, I know he is watching me, making sure I don’t move an inch from where I’m seated. It’s what Sicily has been doing since Zoran called me to announce that Liliana had been abducted. It’s been almost an hour since then.Sicily thinks I don’t know, but I do. I know he’s stalling by keeping me inside like a fucking prisoner, while trying to gaslight me into saying his intentions are for my safety. Safety my dimpled butt. I know it is Sergei feeding him commands. The moment I mention Liliana’s abduction to him, his face darkens. There was no shock, nor panic. Just cold indifference that revealed his own part to play in it. “Sicily,” I say again, firmer this time. “Let me go. I need to see what I can do to help my brother. He’s in danger. I have to go.”He steps closer. “You’re n
DAMIANMy heart lurches in my chest as I take in Liliana’s bruised and bloodied face. She’s alive. She’s still alive.Thank God!“Damian,” she whimpers, relief flooding her eyes as she turns to see me. “You’re here,” she adds, even more breathlessly.I cross the threshold of the room and take the knife out of her hands, then go to work, untying her legs. She’s shaking the whole time which pushes me to even work faster. Liliana gasps all of a sudden, prompting me to look up. She’s looking above me, face aghast. “Step away from her, right now.” A cold voice speaks from behind me. It’s not anything familiar like I’m used to. When I turn, a masked man is standing at the entrance with a gun in hand. His form is anything but graceful. That’s how I know he’s no match for me. I pinch the tip of the bread knife in a discreet manner, preparing to flick it towards him when Liliana is yanked away from me suddenly. My head snaps in her direction to realize I’m the only one in the light now and
LILIANAThe pain that courses throughout my belly is unfathomable. I never would have thought even in a million years that Kyle would raise a hand on me. That crushes me so deeply but I know if I keep wallowing in my pain, he would hold it as an advantage over me.Deep breaths, Lily, and steel. I recite to myself over and over like a cursed mantra. Footsteps soon echo from outside the room but it’s so dark I can only make out the area around me where light illuminates over my head. And…is that a bread knife? I squint, leaning forward as far as my restraints will let me, just to be sure I’m not seeing things. But I’m not.It’s a knife. A fucking bread knife. Serrated and shiny under the dangling bulb. Right there–on a stainless cart a few inches away, like someone left it behind in a rush. “How can two adults be such careless idiots?” I mutter, breathless. I glance toward the door even though I can’t tell if it’s still closed or not. If I want to get out of here in one piece, then I
LILIANASilence and the smell of moist dung permeates the air surrounding me. It feels like my lungs, against my wishes, have shut out oxygen and now I’m going to die in the middle of nowhere. “Wake…” The rest of the words fade out, dancing around me like a failing descendo. A sudden chill crawls along my arm which for some reason I cannot move. The movement gradually ascends to my collarbone, up my neck before settling for brushing slightly around my chin. That raspy voice comes again. “Wake up, Princessa…”I fight hard to claw my way to the surface of consciousness, hanging onto the light I can see until I’m gasping back to life. “Finally.” Someone’s gravelly voice grates out. “Didn’t know she was that weak.”“Yeah, asshole.” Another voice retorts in a snarky manner which I find familiar. “That’s why you almost killed her before the show’s final performance. Told you she’s still a tenderling. Let’s just hope this works out well and we’re able to lure him here.” My eyes open up t
DAMIANIt feels like I’m spinning round and round in goddamn circles. We hit a dead end and still–nothing. No trail. No fucking clue in sight. Just the image of her stuck in the back of my mind as she falls out of reach.The harder I try to grab on, the more she slips.I grip the steering wheel harder with eyes wide open and jaw locked. I can’t lose her again. I’d stop breathing before that happens. Hell, I won’t survive it. Zoran rings my phone and I snatch it before the second buzz. “Any progress?” It’s his weary sigh that makes my heart stop beating for two whole seconds. “It has to be something good, right?” I whisper, hopeful even though it’s fast withering.“I’m not gonna kid you bro, it’s not what you expect.” His tone is grim. “My team’s been combing through every traffic cam, every damn exit, looking for something out of order—anything. We caught one car behaving off. Black Mercedes taking weird turns, but…”I wait with bated breaths for this one, scared that uttering a word
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