Jacopo and I sat tense. The dark expression on his face worried me, his two different colored eyes planted on the door of the elevator, his gaze far away."What the heck does she want?" He snapped, and I had to stop myself from jumping away from his sudden outburst.Yes. It is definitely his ex-wife. Who else could it be then that he is this angry at the mere mention of her name?"She says she has some matters to discuss with you. You are going to pay her a visit..." The man started, but Jacopo was not having any of it."Like heck, I will." Jacopo snapped, immediately taking the phone off of his ear and hung up on the call.A short silence fell in the apartment, but it was quickly broken by the ring of his phone again.Jacopo looked down at the screen of his phone, and he looked like he was about to blow up.I placed the dish on the couch and stood up, pacing around in front of me as he answered the call again."Tell that woman that if she ever thinks about have me summoned like a do
The night could not go any slower. I could barely sleep with all the questions that were storming through my head, thinking about everything that had happened since morning.The sweetness that was Jacopo, the intensity of the small intimacy we shared, the deepness of the confession he made, and the curiosity that was brought up by the phone call he received... every single thing was making me lose sleep over it.I ended up taking a long hot shower and finished the book I started earlier in the day.I laid around in bed, rolling from side to side until the relentless sleep finally clamined me.I'd sent the alarm on my phone in case I ended up sleeping in, and it managed to wake me up at six.I turned off the alarm and rose from the bed. Despite not getting much sleep last night, I was more than ready to tackle the day like any other.I slowly limped towards the bathroom, washed up, and made my way to the living room.I ran into Jacopo in the open kitchen, standing behind the counter,
Jacopo Nicolo..."Have you found anything yet?" I asked Miles, our tech guy.There were a few things on my mind when I decided to give Miles a call this early. One, I wanted to know if he found out who was responsible for sending a video of my wife's torture to the group chat of the women of the web. I'd promised her that I would find a way to let her know who did it, and Miles was the easiest and quickest way to get the information I needed. The second reason why I called Miles was to give him another assignment, one separate from the web, and it had all to do with what happened the previous night and the odd phone call I received from a man."Of course, I did." Miles replied, sounding almost offended that I had to even ask him that question."It didn't even take me long. I was just waiting for the right time to let you know." He added."And when is the right time?" I asked, annoyance dripping from my voice."I'll let you know once I have you and the rest of the gang gathered up.
I stayed in my office for the rest of the time until Eza came and got me. My mind was doing cartwheels, trying to figure out the pieces of the puzzle I was missing, trying to piece them all together to get the bigger picture. But no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't figure out how and why all of it was connected.I couldn't figure out why she would want to do that to Ezabella, why she would send that video to the group chat knowing well enough that it would break my wife.Just why?Another thing I couldn't figure out was the stupid connection between Alex Fimbar and Elizabeth Williamson. I don't recall any relationship between the Fimabrs and the Williamsons at all. Other than the fact that they are some of the most influential families on the web, they never seemed to stand out together. They never had marriage alliances or business covers together like most of the other families do, which was why the connection came as a surprise, as something I didn't expect at all.No matte
Ezabella Viper...Jacopo didn't look like he wanted to drive me to the gallery. In fact, he looked like he didn't want me to go at all. I understood why, though, considering the fact that he just told me who was responsible for sending that torture video to the first group chat of the ladies of the web.I understood.Only, if Jacopo knew there was a second video sent to the new group chat, one much worse than the first video, he would change the pass code on the elevator and refuse to let me leave the apartment. That was why I didn't tell him.It took a great deal of control to not show just how torn up I was from inside out. Jacopo already looked like he was suspecting something, like he could scent the change in the air. If I gave him even a single clue that something was wrong, he would surely figure it out before I got the chance to go to the gallery.Despite looking like leaving the apartment was the last thing he wanted to do, Jacopo turned around and walked towards the ele
Jacopo Nicolo...I sat in my car for a few minutes, my grip tight on the steering wheel, my eyes focused in front of me.The anger that was coursing through my veins was making my vision blur, and I had to take a few minutes to calm myself before I decided to drive away.There were a lot of things I needed to get done in that casino. The place needed management. I am the damn manager. But there was no way in heck I was going to drive there and go to work as if nothing happened, as if I didn't find out less than an hour ago that Attiwood was the one who sent that video of Ezabella to the first group chat.I couldn't understand why that crazy woman wanted to do that, why she had a connection with Alex Fimbar, why she made him register for the phone number, and give it to her. Was she stupid? Did she really think she wouldn't get caught?Well, it really doesn't matter what was going on in that rotten head of hers. I was going to pay her a little visit and find out for myself, and so
Ezabella Viper...Ella and I had nothing else to say to each other on the matter of Attiwood Nicolo. She was silent as she was shocked by the information I gave her a few minutes ago, and I was silent because I was busy following my mother-in-law with my eyes.Attiwood did not look like the woman I initially thought she was, nor did she look like the woman I had figured her out to be.I initially thought that she was a strong woman who hid her pain and trauma well. After she hinted how awful her marriage was to Jacopo's father, after she hinted at how abusive her husband was, I thought she was a strong woman for keeping herself up and continuing to build her life away from her past. And now, I was seeing her as the woman who sat behind a screen and sent a video of my torture to a group chat.I understand that Attiwood sending my torture to the group chat doesn't just cancel out the horrible times that she has lived and the abuse that she had to endure. And while I still do feel sl
Jacopo Nicolo...I stood through the explanation Alex Fimbar gave.It all started when he was hanging out with one of the Vipers. A lot of Vipers were in town during the preparation for Ezabella and my wedding, and some of them were mingling with our people.Alex Fimbar confessed that he was hanging out with a few of them a lot, and they were the reasons why he ended up getting entangled with the two women prospects of the Only Girls Motorcycle club who ended up dead.He said he was out partying with those women, and the Vipers were also with him. He said that he blacked out after a few hours, and when he woke up next, he found the women's bodies near him in the room they had rented out in a club. Alex was all alone in that room, meaning the Vipers he was hanging out with were no longer with him. He confessed that he gave them a call in a fit of a panic, having no memory of what happened the previous night. He claimed that he didn't know what to do, and those Vipers disappeared.
Ezabella Viper...I had a lot on my mind to the point that I lost track of time. Ella's twin daughters were a great distraction, keeping Ella, Cilvia, and I company for the rest of the day.I got to see first-hand Ella in her mother mode, taking care of the kids with such care that it made me miss the baby I am yet to give birth to.I tried to spend as much time as I could with the kids. Ella even taught me how to properly change diapers. I tried my best to forget all of the drama, tuck it deep at the back of my head, and focused on the girls, so much so that Cilvia came to me just to whisper that I was going to make a great mother.Damn it if I didn't tear up at that moment. The day actually went by quickly, and before I knew it, we were putting the twins in their beds and gathering up in the sitting room after we had our early dinner, having a conversation over tea.We must have been in the sitting room for ten minutes before we heard the door open."They're finally back." Cil
Jacopo Nicolo...I parked my car near the front door of Dante's house and cut off the engine.A soft sigh escaped my lips as I leaned my head back against the head rest and closed my eyes.Damn it.I didn't want to be here.I wanted to be in the arms of the woman I love. Why was I here again away from her?Right. To interogate the shooters who almost took her away from me.I wanted to at least take a few seconds for myself, but I was interrupted by a quick tap on the window, jointing me out of my peaceful state.I glanced over and saw Victor leaning down to face me, the window fogging due to his breath at how close he was."You coming?" He asked, his voice barely making it into the inside of my car.Another sigh escaped my lips before I nodded my head, unlocked the door, and pushed the car open to hop out. I looked at Victor up and down, still wearing the same clothes he had on the previous night."Did you spend the night here?" I asked as I slammed the door of my cat shut.
"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