LOGINEMILY'S POV When I heard the door closed, I felt hot tears slip out of my eyes. I opened them slowly, the tears obstructing my sight. The only glimpse of him I could catch was the sight of his back disappearing through the closing door. I felt pained over all that had happened, even the thought of Salvatore still pierced my heart. My whole life had been a lie. I had been living on lies. That was worse than I could ever expect. Now Salvatore was dead. My parents were no more. But I was not dead. So I had to fend for myself, to build myself again. From scratch. The doctor came later and proclaimed it a miracle that I was awake. He said he had never seen such a thing before. Then I was kept on supervision until I recovered fully. A few weeks later, I was discharged. My bills had been paid and everything had been settled by Dante. The doctor did not say specifically that he was the one, but somehow I had a feeling it was him. Whenever I recalled his story, I came to the conclus
DANTE'S POV As I sat by the hospital bed, I could not help but stare at what used to be a daring face now filled with innocence. It had been months since she was shot, months since everything happened, and months since she fell into a coma. The doctor had told me she was between life and death with the highest probability being death. When I heard the news, I felt something breaking inside me. Not that I was feeling any weird feelings towards her, but because she had been through a lot. She did not deserve all of that, but she had experienced it all. So with pity, an emotion I should never exhibit, I paid her a visit and resorted to telling her how it all came to this, unsure of if she was conscious or not. *** (FLASHBACK) I had just turned eighteen when my father, as usual, ordered me and Salvatore, my step brother, to raid the house of his debtor. It was said that the debtor's wife had borrowed a loan from Luciano Moretti, my father, to help settle her husband's medical bi
EMILY'S POV FLASHBACK (Thirteen years ago) I was just twelve when it all happened. I was naive with no knowledge of what was going on except the fact that everyone was running helter-skelter. My mom carried me in her arms, I could feel her heart beating fast, in fact her whole body shivered. When I began to hear gunshots, I knew something had happened. Just then, my mom stopped, she began to move backwards, her head shaking in refusal as she held my head from turning to see. We ended up getting thrown out by a group of strange men to where my father was with a pistol in hand. The look on his face was terrifying, but when he saw me, I noticed a hint of fear. Whatever they were saying made no sense to me, I could not understand anything, however, it was clear that they had a heated argument going on. Then I heard my mother saying she would not go anywhere without her husband. At that minute, she let go of me and pulled out a nylon hidden beneath her clothes. Then I saw her do
SALVATORE'S POV When Marco told me Dante and his men had barged into the building killing anyone that obstructed their path, I was furious. I was not expecting him to come in the middle of the night. Now I was certain he really wanted a fight. I turned to Emily whose hand rested briefly atop my shoulder. I told her Dante was around and observed the worried expression on her face. Where was the fierce Emily I was used to? Was she scared that I would be killed? I scoffed in my mind. Dante should know better than to kill me. “Stay here and don't come out. I wouldn't want Dante to set his eyes on you.” I told her. Emily shook her head in refusal. She did not want me to go all by myself. “Look, here is the thing. You are the only vulnerable person to me. If Dante gets hold of you, I'll be forced to surrender.” I explained to her. This time I think she got the message because I noticed a slight nod as she faced the ground. With a smile, I took my gun, uncocked it and went
DANTE'S POV When my men assembled in the room, I mapped out a strategy to get Salvatore. It was not going to be an easy one seeing that my rival must have been preparing too, but I know my men's experience would make it far easier.When the instructions had been dished out, I let out a smirk and puffed some smoke from the mouth. My duel with Salvatore goes way back, but soon, I was certain he would be a thing of the past.After the whole meeting, my men began to file out of the room. Everywhere became quiet, silent enough to let my thoughts rummage in my mind.Emily.She must have loved Salvatore so much to want to keep him safe. But there was something she did not know and I was sure it would wreck her if she eventually found out.Should I let her know it let her find out herself?Suddenly, there was a knock.“Come in.” I grunted.Martino walked in, bearing a hardened expression.“Speak!” I commanded.Martiono bowed his head, facing the floor directly.“Emily has escaped.”I paused,
EMILY'S POV I was scared. My heart was thudding within my chest. I could not control it or even stop this feeling if I wanted to.In a few days, Dante would attack Salvatore and I am pretty sure my boss knows nothing about the impending danger. Worst still, his spy has been held captive and the idiot has revealed the name of his boss.I say on the edge of my bed, replaying the scene in Dante's room. The tense atmosphere when I entered, the heavy air, the stern gaze from Dante, the shiver from Fabien as he sat on the cold marbled floor. When Dante threw the question at me, I recalled gulping hard enough to choke.His voice was thick and the tone behind it was ruthless. But I was trained to remain loyal especially to the man I had feelings for.Proudly enough, I had denied knowing the spy so Salvatore would be safe. But I had concluded too early because when Fabien was questioned, he spilled the secret.Salvatore. He had said that name shamelessly because a gun was pointed to his head
EMILY'S POV The clubhouse was blaring with music, its bass vibrating through the marble floor. I slid down from the pole, my eyes scanning the audience who cheered me on. I let out a faint smile and bowed to demonstrate an end to my show.Still, I searched for him. Not until my eyes landed on the
I stood with widened eyes at the shocking sight before me. My body was shaking and my lips quivered as I stared at the body laying on the ground. Blood dripped from my fingers where the dagger was still lightly within my grasp. Drops of blood fell to the ground, landing on the lifeless body that se
EMILY'S POVI opened my eyes and looked around the dusty room. The air choked me as the coldness seeped slowly into my almost bare skin. It was a dark and strange place with chains protruding out of the black walls. The same type of heavy chain that closed around my wrists, holding me in place. Th
EMILY'S POV As I was pulled into a dark room, I felt the men move me forward to where Dante stood. He faced the window that overlooked the dark surrounding with a hand in his pockets.As I tried steadying myself from being pulled around, I heard the door close. I was now alone with Dante.There wa


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