( In another city, at Leonardo's home)Leo's POV They said time heals all wounds, but it was no surprise that it didn't heal mine. I lost my only sister and her death broke me more than I thought it would and even though I didn't want to, I blamed my brother Lucas for it.He was the one that brought trouble into our lives, all because of love and that resulted in our only sister's death. He was the head of the family and was supposed to protect us, but he failed us, he failed her.So I knew I needed time away from my brothers, especially Lucas.Many years had gone by since I left home, and I must say that a lot had changed.I started my own business in a new city and I was doing so well that I soon became the strongest name in the criminal world in the city. My life was going well and that made me forget the chaos that Rose and her sister brought into our lives.'' Oh Zena,'' she is one I didn't want to think about, but every time I try not to, I end up thinking about her all the sam
Leo's POV'' Do I hear 20 for this ravishing beauty,'' the auctioneer asked and when no one answered. He said.''10 thousand, going once, and going twice,'' the auctioneer announced my bid.As no one still placed a higher bid, the auctioneer was about to announce me as the winner but Hugo stopped it.'' 20 thousand,'' Hugo said, placing a much higher offer for the flavour of the evening.'' Do I hear a 25 thousand,'' the auctioneer announced, seeking a higher bid.I was mad. I didn't know why Hugo was doing this, so I placed a much higher offer.'' 40 thousand,'' I said, and the auctioneer smiled.'' Do I hear 50 thousand,'' the auctioneer announced, seeking a much higher bid.'' 100 thousand,'' Hugo let out and I got even furious.I didn't even let the auctioneer say another word before I placed a much higher bid.'' 300 thousand,'' I said, and Hugo looked at me smirking.'' Do I hear a 350 thousand,'' the auctioneer asked.'' 400 Thousand, for that lovely lady,'' Hugo said again.''
Zena's POVI froze in shock as the strange man in a mask said my name. I was confused, no one here knew my real name, so how was this even possible? And as a cop on an undercover mission, I knew this was bad for me, having someone who knew my real name.'' Who the hell are you,'' I screamed as I forcefully freed myself from his grip.The man in the mask didn't say a word, he just kept on looking at me with those compelling eyes of his as he moved closer to me.'' Don't come close,'' I yelled as I picked up a stick from a broken table, and threatened to hit him with it.'' Zena,'' The man said my name again with that familiar voice of his, that was laced with confusion and surprise all at the same time.' How do you know my name? No one knows my name here?'' I asked as I tried my best not to show any sign of fear.A smile crept up on the stranger's face as he took a step back from me and took off the mask from his face and my heart stopped, seeing who was staring at me now.''Leonardo
Zena'a POV My eyes flickered open, as I realised that I was in a moving car. The rays of light that entered them made me uncomfortable. I couldn't remember much, but all I could remember was that I had seen Leonardo again.I tried to move but I felt a piercing pain in my head that pulled me back down to the car seat, and I wondered what was going on.'' This is not good'' I whispered as I tried to move again, but that was when I realised that I was held bound, and it was then the adrenaline kicked in.'' What the hell is going on? Where are you taking me to?'' I screamed at the two people in front of me.And that was when one of them turned around and it was Leonardo.I kind of felt relaxed, knowing that it was him who had me, but then I knew I shouldn't be there. I had a mission and Leonardo was throwing me off it.'' Leonardo, what is going on, why do you have me bound and did you hit me over the head,'' I yelled.'' Relax, I had to take you out of there, you were being stubborn, a
Zena's POV I blinked profusely as I struggled to keep my sleepy eyes open, the incessant blare of my alarm piercing through the haze of morning drowsiness. With a heavy groan, I reached out, blindly searching for my phone in the dim light of dawn, desperate to silence the relentless noise that shattered the tranquillity of my room. "Zena!" The sharp call of my name jolted me upright, a surge of adrenaline coursing through my veins as I scanned the room for signs of danger. Yet, all I found was Kelly, my ever-energetic roommate, standing in the doorway with a mischievous grin plastered across her face. "What's wrong? Is everything okay?" I asked, my voice tinged with concern as I searched her expression for any hint of distress. Kelly chuckled, her amusement evident as she leaned against the door frame with casual disregard. "Oh, nothing's wrong. I just love seeing you like this," she replied, her tone laced with playful teasing. Relief flooded through me as I realized there was no
Zena's POV "Good morning, Chief. Here's your morning coffee," Ceila, one of the detectives, greeted me as she handed me a cup of coffee. "Thank you, Ceila. I've already had coffee, but there's no such thing as too much," I replied with a smile, taking the cup from her before making my way into my office. Ceila handed me my itinerary, and just as she was about to leave, I stopped her. "Ceila, is this right? Do I truly have a meeting with the mayor by 1 PM?" I inquired, studying the schedule in front of me. "Yes, you do. And by 3 PM, you also have a meeting here with the team. It's all written there," Ceila confirmed, gesturing towards the document in my hand. "Do you know what the meeting with the mayor is all about?" I asked, curiosity piqued. "I don't know, but I'm sure it's nothing serious," Ceila reassured me with a smile. "Thank you, Ceila. You can go back to work now," I dismissed her, signalling for her to leave. As Ceila exited my office, I settled into my chair and beg
Zena's POV I nervously fidgeted with my fingers, unsure of what to say to the mayor. "Zena, I'm waiting for an answer," he urged, his tone expectant. "Zena, are you okay? Is there a problem?" he inquired, concern evident in his voice. I shook my head, mustering as much confidence as I could. "Philip, there is no problem. I assure you that we are handling the case the best way we possibly can at the station," I replied. "Zena, are you sure? Because I don't want anything to tarnish the good name of my administration," the Mayor pressed. "I am sure, and I want you to be rest assured that we will handle it, that I will handle it," I answered firmly, hoping to allay his concerns. But it seemed the Mayor remained unconvinced. "Tell me, do you have any leads on who is responsible for all these kidnappings?" he asked, his gaze intense. "We have a lead, but you know very well that I cannot disclose our findings to you. Rest assured, my team is on it," I replied, choosing my words carefu
Zena's POV My heart pounded against my chest, its rhythm chaotic as I struggled to compose myself. Kelly's expectant gaze, Noah's nervous expression, and the glint of the ring in his trembling hand—every detail seemed magnified, overwhelming my senses. I tore my gaze away from Kelly's probing eyes, shifting it to Noah and then to the ring. Words danced tantalizingly on the tip of my tongue, but they refused to form coherent sentences. Noah's anxious face silently implored me to break the tense silence enveloping us. I desperately wanted to respond, to articulate the tumult of emotions raging within me, but my voice remained stubbornly trapped in my throat. I reached for the glass of wine before me, seeking solace in its familiar warmth. With a swift motion, I drained its contents in a single gulp, hoping to drown the uncertainty clawing at my insides. "Zena, for goodness' sake, say something! Don't leave my brother hanging like this," Kelly's voice pierced through the thick veil o