FAZER LOGINNico POV
“If you want to stay alive,” I said slowly, “you’ll never accuse me of putting on a show again.”
She laughed and I never say what was funny the sound was ugly and raw. It scraped through the room and into my skull like broken glass. “What else would you call this?” she asked, her voice hoarse, eyes burning through the tears. “You drag me here. You lock me up. You feed me scraps and you tell me I killed your brother.”
She pushed herself upright, legs shaking beneath her. “That’s not justice it's cruelty.”
I crossed the room in two strides and slammed her back into the wall. The impact knocked the breath from her lungs and my forearm pressed against her throat not enough to crush and not enough to end it. Just enough to remind her how thin the line really was.
“You don’t get to define cruelty,” I growled. “Not you.”
Her pulse throbbed wildly under my arm and I felt it. She shook, but she didn’t cry. “I loved him, how could I kill the man I loved” she whispered.
The word detonated and my grip tightened before I could stop myself. Her breath hitched, eyes fluttering, but she didn’t beg. That alone made my vision darken at the edges. “You don’t get to say that word,” I snarled. “Not to me especially not about him.”
Her hands fisted in my shirt, not pushing me away but anchoring herself. “I don’t care what you believe,” she rasped. “It doesn’t change the truth.”
Truth, that word again. I leaned in, my voice dropping into something poisonous and intimate. “Then tell me the truth, Lila. Tell me why my brother lied to you and why he hid his real name from you, his lover does that make any sense to you?. Why did he vanish without a goodbye.”
Her eyes flickered just once, “I don’t know,” she said, I smiled coldly. “Liar.”
“But,” she continued, lifting her chin despite the tremor in her body, “after meeting you, I think I understand.”.I stilled, “He was protecting me.”
My laugh was sharp and humorless. “From what?”
Her gaze locked onto mine with no hesitation.
“From you.”
Something ugly twisted deep in my chest not rage alone but something more dangerous.
Before I could answer, the door slammed open and Damon entered without knocking, he never fucking knocked.
His eyes took in everything in one sweep, my arm at her throat, her pinned body, the fear clinging to her like sweat then his gaze snapped to mine. “What the fuck are you doing?” he demanded but I didn’t look away from her. “Get out.”
He laughed, loud and derisive. “Look at this you brother,” he said. “You got her locked up like a trophy and won’t let anyone near her. You won’t even let her breathe without permission.”
I released her slowly. She sagged against the wall, coughing, but she stayed standing. “She’s under my control,” I said. Damon stepped fully into the room. “Funny,” he replied. “Doesn’t look like control, it looks like obsession to me, has she gotten you under her spell also.”
Lila stiffened at that and I turned to him slowly and deliberately. “You don’t speak to her,” I said and I regretted that immediately but I continued speaking. “You don’t look at her and you won't enter this room again.”
“And who decided that?” he shot back. “You?”
“Yes.”
The word landed like a gunshot and the silence stretched heavily. Damon smiled, but there was nothing friendly in it. “You forget something, brother. She was with our brother. That makes her part of this. That makes her mine too.”
I moved before thought, I had him by the throat, slamming him into the wall so hard the concrete also cracked. My forearm crushed his windpipe. His boots scraped uselessly against the floor.
“You touch her,” I said quietly, “and I will end you. We are not here to have fun but avenge our brother and father, if you dare disturb this i wont hesitate to execute you.”
His eyes gleamed wild, furious, unafraid. “You won’t,” he rasped. The truth of it punched straight through my ribs but I released him anyways, I won't let him provoke me. “Get out.”
Damon straightened, adjusting his jacket, never taking his eyes off Lila. His gaze lingered possessive and calculating. “This isn’t finished,” he said. “You don’t own her. No matter how badly you want to.”
Then he left and I turned back to her. “This room is sealed,” I told her, her voice shook. “You’re afraid of him.”
I grabbed her jaw, fingers digging in hard enough to bruise. “I’m afraid of nothing.”
Hours later, alarms screamed through the compound, information reaching us that one of our ship was engulfed in flames, tearing apart at the docks with men screaming, metal warping and water swallowing bodies.
This was definitely the Falcones, I stood before the screens, watching the inferno with a calm that felt almost holy. They had no idea, no idea their daughter was already inside my walls and they were just declaring war over a ghost. I returned to her room long after midnight. Smoke still clung to my clothes and blood stained my cuffs.
She sat upright the second I entered “What happened?”
“Your family,” I said calmly, “just destroyed one of my ships.”
Her face drained of color. “ but they don’t know I’m here.”
“No,” I agreed. “They think they’re hurting me after taking my brother and father, they want to destroy my business.”
I stepped closer but they just handed me permission her breathing turned shallow. “What are you going to do?”
I leaned down until my mouth brushed her ear. “I’m going to dismantle them piece by piece.”
She shuddered “And you,” I continued softly, cruelly, “are going to stay right here while it happens.”
I straightened and shoved the tray toward her. “Eat,” I ordered. “You’ll need your strength.”
“For what?” she whispered, my smile was sharp and merciless. “For surviving me.”
Lila POVNico has been gone for five days only but It feels like a year.It’s strange without his presence here and I'm on edge but I don't really know why. I'm lonely and bored and the last five days have left me wordless and anxious, I didn't even go out to see Jane and I wondered if she thought I left.Damian doesn't bother me rather he lounges around the house all day, eating apples and listening to music.Today I catch him looking at some of my painting and we haven't really spoken after he asked that question, I refused to answer.I sit down across from him and watch as he studies the painting. "What do you think they mean?"He rolls his eyes and laughs. "How can I know what in your head?"I don't reply because he's a smart ass and I don't know why I even thought to bother with him at all.I stand up but he stops me again. "You slept with him right?.""Who are you talking about?"He pulls up his sleeve and shows off his ink and raises his eyebrows at me like I'm a half-wit."I k
Nico POVI promised to be back soon and we were finally going out today, I know she was excited but I had to deal with something urgently and I can't stand having her only here so I made Damian come down to Paris.He was my first friend and only friend, he is the only person I would trust to look after Lila.I didn't need to call her out of the room because when she hears the door close, she comes on her ownHer face flashes with surprise and then fear when she sees that we have a visitor. Damian smiles at her, munching on an apple between his palms. "Hello, Lila Falcone.""You know my name?" she asks. Her eyes flicker to me and she bites her lip.She was stirring at me and trying to figure out what the fuck is going on with me. "Of course I do," he answers. "My friend Nico here has actually told me so much about you."My cheeks heat, and I want to tell her that's a lie.I have only told he very little about her but he is nosy and this is his way of getting information.I have no doub
Lila POVHe got home around seven o’clock that night and stopped short in the bedroom doorway.I was lying on his bed on my stomach, with my feet in the air and my ankles crossed.Naked, it was bold and it was scary because my palms were sweaty and my heart galloped at an inconsistent pace.I lifted a coy shoulder. “I wasn’t sure if this appointment was casual or black-tie, so I decided to come with a blank canvas.”Walking toward me, he stopped in front of me at the foot of the bed and ran a rough palm across my cheek. If I wasn’t mistaken, the smallest tremor ran through his hand.His voice was soft, but the finest threat wove through. “Somebody is becoming bold.”A thumb brushed my jawline. “My little pet is slowly acting like the queen, she is.”My heart went still. “Would you believe if I told you, I taught of you all day?.”His grip on my face tightened, like he was angry but didn't even know why. “Beauty, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.”His thumb ran down my
Lila POVIt was extremely hot tonight and why did it feel like my blanket weighed more than the usual.I tried to roll over but couldn’t move, gighting through the heavy confusion and unconsciousness, I realized what was holding me down.There was a man in my room and in my bed soon panic bled into my veins, and my eyes shot open. But then I heard his voice “Go back to sleep, beauty.”I had a dream about my college life and I slowly coming back to my life now as Nico woman.My heart began to beat again. “Oh, my gosh,” I breathed heavily in relief. “I thought you were a serial killer.”A low chuckle came from him. “Not too far off.”The heavy blanket was only his arm around me, and the heat that was all him, pressed up against me. There was no single sunlight coming through the window, but the room was still lit and he actually left the bathroom door open and the light on, like I did every night ever since we confess our love to each other and the thoughtfulness made my heart feel heav
Nico POV“I'm done handling the guys and Mike is your problem now.”“Why?”“Because I don’t want him messing up again.”My gaze coasted over the bed wild, dark hair, smooth olive skin and twisted sheets. Lila slept on her stomach, both hands beneath her pillow. My chest felt heavy while I looked at her soft expression. I wanted to capture that look in a bottle and take it with me everywhere.Maybe then, I’d feel like I had some control over it. “The weapons?” Damian asked.It has been settled for now but you know Mike is a snake, you can never trust him fully but we need to manage him for now until we get a better option.My mind drifted back to the morning and I remembered her agreeing to follow that India woman without asking me first and I wondered what tomorrow will play out like.?Another reason I’d lost my cool was when I found her laughing with Oliver who had his hand in her hair, I heard he was the yoga instructor and I hated him already.How could I say every strand was mine
Lila POV“I love your hair, beauty and It’s the first part of you I saw when I held you hostage in that room and when you looked at the camera, I couldn't believe the fire I saw the flaming in your beautiful eyes.The first woman I wanted to look at me was too loving my twin brother and hating on me.That was when I started to hate him and I still do, even though he is dead” his voice roughened with a slight accent.“Because he got that look from you, and never have.”I still couldn't understand how he had never been in a relationship previously, there are definitely things about Nico Moretti that I didn't know about and this trip is going to be a perfect avenue to uncover many things, suddenly my mind wandered back to Matteo.Nico has mentioned him again and I wondered if he was died, I didn't want to ask Mirabel about it because she might not know about it and stranger I'm finding myself drifting into anxiety.Then my mind went back to Nico, I'm loving the new sides of him I get to
Lila POVI was in hell. The way my body ached, my back burning like it had every inch of skin torn off was like being tossed into the flaming pits of Hell.My head pounded. My mouth hurt, the metallic taste of blood coating my tongue.There wasn’t a part of me that didn’t throb with pain. I couldn’
Nico POVMotherfucker. He was playing the sympathy card. And by the way most of the men nodded and answered in agreement, it was fucking working.Damon was forcing my hand, putting me in a corner where I had no choice, unless I wanted to show weakness which in this case, I didn’tI couldn’t afford
Lila POV A smile crept up at the corner of his mouth, and his gaze dropped to my neck. When he lifted his hand, touching the spot where his mother’s knife had nicked me, I shivered, never taking my eyes off him.“You like pain.” He kept on staring at the cut on my neck, his finger still softly tou
Lila POVThat alone was proof that the wetness I felt between my legs wasn’t because of the situation I was in, it was because of him Nico.If it wasn’t, my stomach wouldn’t have churned when Damon had his hands on me. I wouldn’t have felt the very unwelcome urge to vomit until Nico arrived.If I w







