Skai's POV The guards assembled at the gate with cocked rifles, positioning themselves at every corner. I stayed behind the monitor, unaware of what Luca was about to pull. For him to show up, it means it's not going to be easy.What if he planted a grenade in the mansion? Then I'll die by fire. Funny. I smiled at the way I played with words in my head, and the smile was gone. Luca wasn't holding a gun, but he's definitely not a soft man. And he has led a whole convoy.Our quests for revenge are different. Giovanni snatched his wife and killed her when she tried to go back to her husband.I sat close to the edge of the chair, making me remember my office and the dramas. The footage was recording as the time ticked per second at the top left side of the screen.A loud sound erupted, and I almost fell off the chair.They opened the gate, of course, and Luca's men trooped out of the cars and stood behind him – all with cocked guns. Some hung it around their necks; others held it straig
Skai's POV For reasons known to me and the guard, he had been stealing glances and trying to be nice. I just smile or nod in return.On a weekend, I sat on a chair on the lawn after my morning run, breathing heavily with my head thrown back .Footsteps approached, and I saw him. Inside of me, I was expecting whatever he had to say and welcomed him with a smile. He finally gathered the courage to walk up to me- at the right place. “Here to confess, huh?” I said to myself. He walked closer, and I sat upright, placing the plastic of water beside me. “Can I sit?” “Here”, I patted the chair, and he sat down. “Sorry about the issue that happened the other day.” “It's fine. Misconception happens.” “I wanted to ask if the boss checked the footage.” He cleared his throat.“No, since it was Carlo. He's his son. So it wasn't necessary.” “Did you?” His tone conveying a bit of fear. “Yes, I did.” I looked at him. “What did you see?” He swallowed. “Everything”, my voice clipped. “Pleas
Skai's POV Everyone looked in the direction, releasing a finger or two off the gun. I opened my eyes, seeing Carlo walk in. His hands placed beside him. “I didn't know it was for you; the chip was to spy on one of my workers. It's not Sophia.” My nerves thrilled like throbbing violins. As if his hands were contemplating, the gun dropped a few inches per second, and I was still on my knees. “You don't have to punish her.” He reached for my hand. “Leave,” Giovanni growled, pulled Carlo by the wrist and left the room. Tillard hissed and went to sit on the sofa with the gun placed on his knee.I stood up and left, my legs feeling like they were trapped in a cellophane bag.I survived by a thread. My life isn't important to these people. That means I can die at any time. Eyes would be on me. I hope he didn't place a tracker on me.I entered my room, still trembling. When Carlo knocked and entered. “Sophia”, he stared at me.I looked at him through my eyelashes. Trying to merge wh
Skai's POV My back pressed against the hard door, feeling like broken bottles were buried in it. My intercostal muscles hit against my ribs. Sweat broke on my forehead, back and chest, staining my satin nightwear as it clung to my skin – itching.As if that wasn't enough, my phone vibrated.Every nerve of my body was pitched on high alert. The boots sounded on every corner down the stairs.Giovanni might have arrived at any time – to my detriment. I didn't hear the sound of the gates. The mansion was too big to listen to external sounds.“Who is there?” The voice thundered, and I shrieked, recognising who it was. It was one of his men who didn't like me and wouldn't hesitate to throw me into a deep grave.I imagined a boat sailing in the middle of a sea. After a while, the water became violent, raging. The tides moved up and down.The boat struggled for a while but, at the end, it turned upside down. The flag resting on the surface of the window is drowning slowly. It'd still resurfa
Skai's POV The flight back home was quiet as I looked outside the window. Having a view of the whole country from above was refreshing. There was no bugging pest like Adam beside me.I had discarded his complimentary card like dirt in a bin – useless and annoying. There was no reason to keep it. He also came for a family trip, not that he resided in Egypt. He could have offered no help. Besides, confiding in a stranger is a risk.A slow thought that crept like a cold worm through all his brain - Carlo and Aver. The first kiss happened because I couldn't control my crazy emotions. Pulling him to myself made me buried deep into his shackles.Giovanni’s driver came to pick me up at the airport, and we got home. I was welcomed by the huge building that haunted me. If there was another house I could live in; carrying out his missions wouldn't be an issue.The strap of my bag felt like elastic blending into my skin, I adjusted it and headed straight to my room. The bedspread was neatly la
Skai’s POV The sun slipped quietly through the thin white curtain, forming golden streaks on the bedspread, and a few rays scattered on the floor. The whole appearance gave the room a soft glow.The hotel felt a bit like home. Giovanni’s house was the exact opposite. The corners had seen more blood spills, like somewhere humans weren't supposed to live. I missed my apartment. I had slept like a log without any feeling of attack at midnight.I walked freely without guards armed loaded and cocked rifles. No sitting behind the monitors, checking for strange movements from Luca's men. For the short while, I felt peace. Just for the meantime. There were dogs growling like they craved human meats.I ripped my eyes open; the first thing that came to my mind was my last mission. I've never tried it, and it felt like a test. One that could cost my life.The world is not a wish-granting factory, and no one would fulfil all of my wishes. I would have liked to stay back in Egypt. To grant these