Carlos Moreno.Fuck.Yesterday I left her at the hospital to go check on one of my shipments that had been stolen. It took me the whole night to track it down and you know where I found it? fucking Rico had stolen from me. I recovered it with a little bloodshed of course, because I fucking never lose.I knew she will be meeting Alex today. So I sent my men to watch out for her because I was going to meet some low-life gang leader, who owes me money.I haven't reached the fucker yet, when one of the men calls to tell me she was with fucking Rico. I have never felt the way I felt at the thought of my devious brother sitting and talking to her.Unimaginable fury took over me and I reversed the car on the spot, going back to the club with the clear intent of killing my brother. The way the fucker was looking at her with pretentious eyes, I can only imagine the lies he was feeding her.And when she left, his last statement was my breaking point, I don't even know when I put a bullet thr
Kay Santino I don't know what am doing but I know I feel safe in his arms. Wherever my anger disappeared to, I have no idea. When I looked into his eyes and saw how sincere and desperate he was, the anger dissipated on its own accord.I had not even started doing the things I planned to do to Alex. The list I prepared was so long and his death would have been more gruesome. Carl took that chance from me.Ana came with a poison that would have caused him a great deal of pain. I wanted to see him beg me to just end it, and I would have ignored, and watch him take all the pain to his last breath. Carl ruined that by giving him the easy way out. He did him a fucking favour and I am supposed to be so mad at him, but the anger doesn't wanna stay.I sigh in defeat before wrapping my hands around him, and taking in his manly scent while it lasts. I know when we get out of here, everyone will go back to their businesses and I probably won't see him any time sooner.His muscled body engul
Kayla SantinoThe 3 fuckers drop dead like a domino effect and I can't be any more proud of my bullets. Instinctively, I hastily move to the woman to set her free, and she looks at me with sad grateful brown eyes."Hey" I whisper carefully not to frighten her and she only stares at me timidly. I quickly take off my jacket and drape it on her bare body to cover her up. Men."Thank you" she mumbles, cautiously looking at the dead bodies around us, and back to the gun in my hand in fear.Fuck.She needs to see a doctor. Despite the hell she went through, her beauty is still visible. How did she end up in this mess?"Marcello, help them out of here?" Carl shouts above the noisy sounds of the gunshots and only then, do I realise there is a shoot-out in the club, probably started by me. When did his men arrive?"Please... no" the woman cries when Marcello is about to touch her and I understand why."He's helping you to the car, no one is going to hurt you, okay? am coming with you" I ass
Kayla SantinoThe harsh rays of sunlight, from the window, wake me up from my deep slumber. Thanks to Carlos I can sleep like every regular human being. Speaking of carl, his spot is vacant and cold. He must have woken up ages ago.My door bursts open and a serious grandpa marches in,"You have exactly 10 minutes to be in the training room" he announces before shutting the door behind him. I don't know why, but since Thomas's episode, he has been a little distant and not his usual self. He is not the happy free spirit old man I know anymore.I dash to change into my workout clothes because honestly, I don't want to test him.He is a completely different person when he is like that.The training room is the entire basement, so big and spacious and it contains every kind of weapon and target.The room oozes masculinity when I enter, almost all of my father's men are present. What is grandpa up to this morning?"From today onwards I will be the one training you," he says coming towards
KaySighing to myself, I strip to look at the damage done to my body, and I wince barely staring at the bruises forming on my skin. My ribs hurt, it's like they intended to break them. I don't know what got into that old man, but he hasn't acted that rough with me before. There is another hideous bruise on my hip, I'm just thankful they didn't hit my face. Also, the bullet wound from before Is recovered but still raw to the touch.My life is so pathetic. I crawl to the bathroom for a long bath to help me soothe my sore muscles. I haven't trained that hard for a long time and I feel like I was run over by a fucking convoy.I need to go see Theo, I learned he got discharged yesterday and he is at home now. Andrea too, I haven't called to learn how she's doing, yet. I immerse myself deeper in the extremely hot water, allowing it to hurt my skin because it's what am craving.What could be the reason for Santino's bizarre behaviour? He told me to be cautious around everyone, does he k
Kay."Don't" theo holds my hand when he sees the determination in my eyes. I don't know why but seeing her like that in front of carl makes me mad. See, I didn't dislike her for nothing. I want to go right there and teach her the spelling of the word respect.Carl shakes his head looking at her disgusted, " Just get her out of here Sam " he says in a bored tone walking away.Good."I can't, am here with her" she protests pointing at me and I groan. She's such an embarrassment. Carl looks in my direction and only then did he realise I was here. "Escort her out Sam," he deadpans ignoring her arguments and sam drags her cheap ass out despite her objections. That serves her right. Maybe if she didn't act desperate she wouldn't have been humiliated like that."Damn, boss is hot" theo whispers his eyes roaming on carl like a creep and I harshly nudge his side earning a groan from him "You know theo, sometimes I even forget you're in a relationship'' I believed when in a serious relationsh
CarlosHer breathing hitches as she stares at me anticipatedly. I can hear how wildly her heart is beating right now, but I can't help it, I wanna taste those lips. I know she's not ready but I am not a patient man either.She's the only person I have thinking of lately and it's driving my mind crazy.Whatever this is, am so deep in it and no more denying it.Am really fucked up.I lift my hand and gently release the lip between her teeth."Don't do that" I whisper tracing her lip with my thumb. She doesn't even know how tempting she is and I never knew I had this much self-control until now.The girl I have been dreaming of is sitting on the table in my closet topless, with a very short skirt while I stand between her legs holding myself from doing anything that might upset her. Not even a kiss, if this is not torture."What?" she murmurs looking at me curiously. She's so innocent and I wanted her to remain that way, that's why I don't want that bitch near her. She's a bad influence a
Kayla."You made it" dean beams immediately I pull over, has he been waiting for me? Of course, it's dean we are talking about.The area is jammed, countless bikes litter the place and the sounds of roaring engines are prominent in the air. There are a few riders lined up on the sidelines waiting for their turn and each standing beside their supposed opponents. I curiously look beside me at the man who am racing with and I struggle to recollect where I saw him before. "Who is he?" I ask dean nudging my head to the guy anticipatedly. His physique is familiar, I have surely seen him somewhere but where?. I don't like being caught off guard, especially when am alone. I dismissed Marcello because I didn't want to blow my cover, I don't want dean asking questions and having a man in black following me around will surely raise eyebrows."That is your anonymous contestant for today, but don't worry my bet is on you," he whispers grinning but my eyes are on the guy whose helmet is covering