Ricardo didn't take long to come out of the casino through the back door. One look, and I could tell he was too excited for his own good, too excited to even see that he was running himself into a trap. "How is your night, boss?" He asked, walking closer to my car. "It's about to get better." I replied as I stood up straight. "Hop in. We have a long drive ahead of us." I ordered before I got into the driver's seat of the car. Ricardo followed after me and hopped into the passenger seat of the car. I fired up the engine and pulled away from the back of the casino. "So, what is the assignment?" Ricardo asked. I briefly glanced at him before I returned my eyes to the road, driving calmly towards Dante's house. "He wanted me to go on a hunt." I replied. "Hunt?" His eyes lit up. "Who are we hunting?" He asked. "Apparently, there are some Vipers causing chaos in the city. Dante seems to think Victor might be turning on us, which examines the Vipers that have been messing
I slammed my fist into Ricardo's abdomen, and he let out a pained groan. He could barely breathe at that point, considering how I'd been on it for well over thirty minutes now."You're a tough one, Ricardo. I'll admit that." I said before I delivered another blow to his liver. The gasp he took looked like it was going to be his last breath on earth.I pulled my hand back, ready to deliver another punch, when I heard him whisper."Wait." "What was that?" I asked as I pulled his head back by his hair."Wait..." He whispered again, wrinkling his unrecognizable face in face."Are you ready to speak now?" I asked.Ricardo slowly but surely nodded his head.The biker was watching everything with wide eyes, his mouth stuffed with a gag so he wouldn't blurt out any names and confuse us.Ricardo slowly started naming the people he was in contact with, and sure enough, he named out all the Vipers the biker had names, along with Attiwood and Alex Fimbar.I knew we didn't have to worry about Al
Ezabella Viper...I woke up enveloped in Jacopo's arms in the morning, feeling loved and cared for, protected and chairshed.Jacopo was still sleep when I woke up in the morning, having slept much longer than him.I could tell that it was a lot late when he came to me last night and joined me in bed.I wanted to give him all of my undivided attention at that time, but I was too sleepy to properly talk to him. But at least I recall telling him that I loved him before falling back asleep, and I remember him telling me that he loved me too.It felt insane to know that that two of us had beaten the odds and fallen in love with each other, even after the rocky start we had at the beginning of our marriage. I was so in love with Jacopo Nicolo that I ended up just laying in bed, in his arms, for another hour even though I was wide awake the entire time.I just lived the feeling of having his arms around me. About an hour and a half after I woke up, Jacopo finally begun to stir.He let
I made my way back to Jacopo's bedroom. Well, I guess now it is his old bedroom since I have managed to completely move him in with me.I walked into the walk-in closet and made the drawer my target. Leaning down, I picked up the large photo album and closed the drawer.I then took it back to my room... I mean, our room.My knee was starting to throb, but I couldn't care less. I wanted to see some cute photos of Jacopo as a child, and I was all in front it.I sat down on the bed and made sure I was comfortable before I opened the cover of the album.My smile dropped when I didn't see a single photo on the first page, or the second, or even the third.I flipped through the pages, and they were all empty. I got excited for absolutely nothing.I would be lying if I said I wasn't disappointed. I was. I was curious to see what my Jacopo looked like when he was a baby. But I guess that will be left a mystery.I continued to flip through the empty pages, just fanning through them, wishing th
Cilvia and I awkwardly sat next to each other in the little cozy cafe located across the street from the hair salon. Vivian sat across from us, looking down into her tea cup as if it was the most fascinating thing she had ever seen in her entire life.I wasn't sure how to address her yet. Was I supposed to call her Vivian or Venassa? I mean, which one would me be more respectful and make her comfortable with me?She is my mother-in-law, after all, and Jacopo had spoken so fond of her that U know having a good relationship with her was possible."You know the first time I saw you, I knew you were familiar. It bothered me the entire day. I hate it when my mind is reminding me of my age because clearly I'm becoming more forgetful if I can't remember you." Cilvia commented, breaking the awkward silence.Vanessa looked up at Cilvia and then me, slowly nodding her head and looking back down again.I glanced at Cilvia, wondering how well she knew Jacopo's mother even though the Nicolo's we
"You don't have to stay here, you know." I commented as I glanced at Cilvia."And end up getting myself on Nicolo's death note? No thanks." Cilvia replied. "Besides, I'm invested in this story. I want to see if she'll listen to you." She added.I let out a sigh, looking at Vanessa work on her clients hair with the utmost care.She glanced at us for the third time since we walked in and sat by the waiting area.The lady who always worked on Cilvia's hair was surprised to see us back again, and when she asked if we were going to get our hairs done, Cilvia said yes, but we were waiting for Vivian's chair.The lady didn't mind, claiming that her hands were full today and told us to wait until Vivian's finishes with her client.It was obvious that Vanessa did not want to talk to us again, and while I realized that we were being a bit pushy, I was not going to back down when there was an opportunity to make Jacopos happy and have him reunti with his mother after a long time.We waited for V
Vanessa and I sat on the couch in the living room, the apartment slightly awkward and silent. I'd kept my promise and waited for Vanessa to finish working on her last clients hair, and Cilvia waited with me. Once she was done, she grabbed her things, and off we went to the apartment building.Cilvia was absolutely sweet, driving us back even though she didn't have to. On the drive back home, Vanessa ended up telling us a bit about how her life turned out once she ran away.Before she ran away, her husband was already cheating. She said she was delusional enough to look past the beating at some point, but finding out that her husband was trying to get with another woman made her realize that he would truly kill her. And then, he did try to kill her. The scar running up her neck and stopping at the point of her chin was proof of that.She then explained how she ran away.Vanessa's story was well known in the city by those who were in the underground business. Even though the Nicolos wer
Jacopo and Vanessa sat on the couch. He was looking at her like he had seen a mystical creature, completely awe and happy.The two had cried in each other's arms for a few more minutes in the kitchen. Jacopo could hardly believe his mother was really with us. Once he pulled away from her, he took her hand and led her to the couch. He'd sat her down before he too sat on the edge and just stared at her.Vanessa couldn't stop crying, looking at her sons scars. "Where have you been?" Jacopo has whispered, looking at her with bloodshot eyes.I wanted to give them space and let them freely talk with each other. So I silently moved to the kitchen and stood behind the counter, still happily keeping my eyes on them.I watched them interact with each other.To say Jacopo was happy to finally reunite with his mother would be an understatement. He spoke to her softly, his eyes once in a while watering. I watched his blink his tears away several times as he listened to her speak.They hugged e
"Helena, hi..." Ella finally spoke into the phone, and it was obvious from her voice that she did not expect Helena to answer the phone."Hi." Helena chuckled at how awkward Ella sounded."How have you been?" Ella asked."I've been better. But honestly, I'm fine. More than fine, actually. I feel like I'm finally finding my footing again, you know, getting back on my feet. I feel like I can finally breathe again." Helena replied.Her enthusiastic voice and manner rubbed me the wrong way, and it was obvious that the other ladies were feeling the same way as well."The last time I saw you was at the Fimbar Mansion, and you really didn't want to look at us anymore, let alone speak to us. What changed?" Ella slowly asked, trying her best not to upset Helena."Well... I was a bit mean back then, weren't I?" Helena chuckled. "I was just a hit under pressure...""Under pressure from what?' Cilvia spoke up, and we looked at her. The three of us had agreed that if by some miracle the phone is
Ezabella Viper...I woke up the next morning feeling refreshed, and it was not because I had the bed sleep ever of because I had the long sleep my body craved. No. It was because of what Jacopo did the previous night, and how he stepped into the shower knowing it was something his body didn't want him to do.This man was constantly putting his body in the line for me, and I don't know what more proof I could possibly need to know just how much he loves me.First it was running into a burning building for me, and then it was choosing to save me first, and then it was stepping in front of a bullet for me the previous night, and then on the same night, it was stepping under the warm water knowing he would have a bad reaction to it because of his horrible experience.It felt like I truly don't deserve the amount of love he has for me, like I haven't given him enough as much as he has given me.Waking up next to him after we had a scary night and then an amazing moment in the shower f
Jacopo Nicolo..."What are you doing, Jacopo?" Eza asked as she watched me push my shoes off my feet and then lean down to take my socks off."I just told you..." I softly replied. "I don't want to stay away. I can't stay away."Once the socks were off, I pushed myself to my feet.I shrugged the suit jacket off my back before dropping it to the floor."Jacopo?" Eza whispered, realizing what I wanted to do.I carried on to unbutton my shirt no matter how hard the shaking of my hands tried to sabotage me. To succeed in taking my shirt off before I carried on to my suit pants.Once I was done peeling my clothes off, I looked towards Eza and the steam that was coming out of the shower from the hot shower.The second I started stepping closer to the shower, Eza reached for the shower nob to turn it towards the colder side."Don't, Eza." I called out, stopping her from turning the water off and then on to cold.I stood just outside of the shower, just out of the reach of the hot water.
Ezabella Viper..."So, you decide to create a club of your own?" Cilvia asked, her back hunches and her elbows pressed against her knees as she attentively listened to the three women speak one at a time about their stories.I didn't even realize when it happened, but we were all suddenly talking to each other about our lives, sharing moments that we usually would not share with strangers."Yes." Red replied. "It was the only logical next step. We were able to find a fee working bikes from the last house we escaped from, and on the road, we were able to learn more and grow as a team. We got to take revenge and acquire more wealth from those men, which led us to get ourselves a small club house in a small town. People started hearing about us, and women and little girls started coming to us for help. Some needed help getting rid of people who were troubling them while others needed a place to stay. And so it all started. A small club grew bigger and bigger until we had to move to
Jacopo Nicolo...I sat in the passanger sit of Victor's car, while Elijah and Dante followed us in Elijah's car. My heart refused to settle down, my head still filled with the image of that red dot on my wife's forehead.There goes my heart again, almost beating out of my chest with fear, fear that I could have lost her.My hands refused to stop shaking, itching for a trigger to squeeze, my nose desperate for the scent of the blood of whoever tried to kill my wife right in front of me despite my own blood already attacking my nostrils.I had to tuck my hands into my pockets to stop them from visibly shaking."Heard you stepped in front of a bullet." Victor commented. "Pretty brave of you." "Not now, Victor." I mumbled.I couldn't deal with the voice in my head, let alone get nagged by my father-in-law."I am trying to thank you for saving Bella's life." He said, forcing my eyes towards him."It's the bare minimum. I am her husband. That's what I'm supposed to do. I'm supposed to
Jacopo was sitting in the sitting room the ladies of the web and I were chatting in earlier while the members of the web were having their meeting. I had calmed him enough to forget about his gun, and someone had suggested that we moved to the sitting room until a thorough search has been made around the area to make sure that there were no more shooters so it would be safe enough for the rest of us to leave.The only people left in the villa besides Jacopo and I were Ella and Elijah, Connor and Cane, the three women of the Motorcycle club, and Cilvia and Dante, along with my father, who was apartment in one of the bathrooms while everything was happening and only came the join the chaos while Jacopo and I were in each other's arms.I was sitting right next to Jacopo, his right arms around me while his left was balled into a fist as if he was trying to stop himself from reaching for him gun again."Dante?" My father called out. "Did thay have anything to do with this,""We are standi
Ezabella Viper...Most of the conversations after Piper Fimbar left were smooth. I tried to stay engaged in the conversation, but my mind kept going back to the conversation Ella and Cilvia had with Piper. I kept dissecting every single word she had said, every reaction she made to the mention of the Fimbar blood line, and I tried to piece everything together.But why Helena?Why was she trying to keep Helena away? Piper never liked Helena to begin with, and it was not like she hid it to anyone. So shouldn't she be the first to send Helena out of the house the second her son died?I was pulled out of my train of thoughts when the door was pushed in, and the men started pouring in."So, brunch tomorrow?" One of the ladies said before the men came closer.I wasn't aware that we were discussing brunch to begin with."Of course. I will look for a nice place and let you ladies know." Ella replied.I looked towards the door, waiting for Jacopo to come. But he didn't. It took him a whil
Dante ended in meeting by adding a little more detail in the Elizabeth case."We will be initiating our attack two weeks from now once everything on our side is settled. If we need extra man power, then please expect some of your own people to be chosen to join the attack. That will be all for today." A stillness went around the room at the people of the web glanced at each other. They didn't like how he just said some of their own people might be ordered to join the attack, but I didn't like how he had extended the time of our attack by a week and a half. Unless ge is only saying this because he truly believes that there is someone in here who had truly betrayed the web and would relay this massage to Elizabeth so they would get distracted by the length of time the preparation for the attack would take.Seeing as Elijah didn't seem surprised by that announcement, I just assumed he too knows about this, and so does Victor.The men started leaving the office once Dante announced that
Jacopo Nicolo...I was amongst the last members of the web to enter the office. Dante had already taken his place behind the large desk, his arms crossed and his face covered with hard lines as he nodded his head towards the one man standing by the door so he would close it.Harvey had taken his usual spot standing behind Dante, and Elijah had taken a seat by the window, his eyes more focused in A.J Fimbar than the three women of the club. I guessed his wife gave him an assignment as mine did."Well, now that everyone is here, shall we begin?" Dante said, looking around and stopping for a few seconds to allow anyone to speak their minds first before he started the meeting. Here is the thing. Dante usually gives the people of the web time to speak their minds first before him, but he is well known for killing anyone who dared to raise a single point before he does. So, everyone usually remains quiet and waits for him to start the meeting."Alright then." He started. "As a lot of