LOGINKAIN’S POV“So you’re thinking of keeping her, right? Even after I have constantly warned you?” my father asked, his voice rough as he slouched back into the couch. He folded one leg over the other and tapped the armrest with a finger.I should have answered……. I should have told him why Laurel mattered so much to me, why I wouldn’t let her go no matter how much he told me to. But Instead I watched him drink…….while I patiently waited for the pills to sink in. The thought of them working sat under my skin the whole time.I shrugged, letting a half-smile curl at the corner of my mouth and kept my hands loose in my lap. He sniffed, annoyed, and reached for his wristwatch, squinting at it like it might read him permission.“I am really disappointed in you, son, trust me,” he said, his voice flat. “Well, do not say I didn’t warn you when things finally go south. I know a snitch when I see one. And trust me when I say that woman isn’t good for you.” He yawned, that loud, admonishing yawn
NAYLA’S POV:I stepped out of the tub….staring at my reflection in the mirror for a moment. I caught myself smiling…..smiling at the fact that Roy was waiting for me in the bedroom, and that I could finally feel him again. I fucking missed how hard he used to fuck me. I missed his huge cock deep inside of me.I reached to grab a towel, but I hesitated….wouldn’t it be more sexy if I walked out the door naked?……Taking a deep breath, I walked towards the door….opening it slowly as my eyes landed on Roy who leaned back on the headboard of the bed, his eyes fixed on his phone.Suddenly, his eyes drifted from his phone to me. The moment his eyes landed on me, his phone slipped off his hand, a soft gasp escaping his lips.I bit my bottom lips while I slowly walked towards him…He sat up immediately, like a dog who had just seen it’s favorite snack. MI climbed onto the bed…..crawling until I was just inches away from him. He sat there….staring at me, stunned.“Take off your clothes,” I ord
MARCO’S POV.The boy’s surrounded me in a full circle, while I sat in the middle….in control. They all stood still…..shoulders squared, faces set in the same unreadable mask. I let them feel that presence, let it settle over them: the economy of the man they followed. My throat worked once, and then the words poured out, each one sharpened by the hunger and hunger that had been eating at me.“Tonight isn’t just a normal meetup,” I said. My voice was quieter than they expected, and that made it more dangerous. “We’re meeting because I want answers. I want people watching, listening, moving. I want my people where she walks, where she eats, where she sleeps. I want every place she could be watched and every door she could slip through closed.”A murmur ran through them……approval, a small rustle of focus. I watched it and let it feed me.“We will widen the net,” I went on. “Satellite scans where we can. Signals. Metadata. Credit-card drops. Traffic cams. We’ll trace phones, test every nu
NAYLA’S POV; (continued)I crept toward the bathroom on tiptoe, every nerve in my body screaming. The house felt wrong …… too quiet, too empty. My hand shook over the doorknob of the bathroom. For a second I wanted to run. I wanted to run and not stop until I was miles away.I pushed the door open, slowly and quietly. Then with my heart beating extremely fast, I peaked inside, scanning around but there was no one…… nothing. Then suddenly, unexpectedly, the bulbs popped on and a dozen voices shouted from behind me, “Surprise!”I jumped so hard I nearly hit the doorframe. My heart was racing. Lights, faces, color…….Roy was in the doorway, Mr. Mills beside him, the staff behind them with balloons, a small cake and gift bags. I stood there stunned, like I’d walked into a movie scene.Roy’s face went soft the second our eyes met. He took a step toward me, his eyes gleaming with joy and excitement. “Welcome home,” he said, in this low, calm voice that made my knees weak. Gosh I mused him
NAYLA’S POV.I didn’t want to leave France, but I had to. I couldn’t run away forever….I couldn’t stay away from my baby forever, I missed him so much! At least by now, Marco would have gotten over me. It’s been more than a month since we escaped his men and never heard from him again.Surely, he would have given up and forgotten I existed. Thanks to Mr. Mills who did all he could go protect us and keep us hidden and safe.I stepped out of the private jet, shielding my eyes from the hot sun as I hurried toward the SUV waiting nearby. I lifted my carry-on into the back and settled into the leather seat, the cool interior a relief against the burning heat outside. My hands trembled a little as I latched the seatbelt…..a small habit I kept since that night. The driver nodded, eyes polite but distant, and we pulled away from the tarmac.The drive was quiet. I stared out the window while my thoughts chased one another…..:scenarios of what might come next, lists of things I needed to do. I
KAIN’S POV.I took a deep breath before barging into my father’s office. The door swung open, and there he was……slouched back in his chair, eyes closed as if lost in thought. A cigarette dangled from his fingers, the tip glowing faintly. He took a slow drag, exhaling the smoke in a long, deliberate stream, his expression unreadable. It was as if he were waiting for some profound insight to strike him from the depths of his own mind.“Dad,” I said, urgency creeping into my voice. He slowly opened his eyes, looking up at me yet he didn’t move his body.“Look Dad, J am tired of waiting. It’s been one month, and everything is cleared. No one is looking in our direction anymore…..neither the police nor the media. We can cash out the check now before things get bad again, I really do not know what you’re waiting for. If….if you can’t do it. I will. Just hand over the check to me,” I said, my body trembling. Not from fear but anger. I was so damn tired of waiting!He took another drag from
NAYLA’S POV.“So, there’s no way to bring him here?”….I said, my breath shaky. Roy shook his head, facing downward.My heart clenched as my dream replayed in my mind again. I don’t know but I couldn’t get the feeling of Collin being in terrible danger at that moment. It was as though I could feel w
Mr Alexander’s POV.After Kain ended the call abruptly, I sat back in my chair, wondering why I had told him tht his wife was involved in the destruction of Roy’s company. (Sigh) Was it the rush of emotions, the overwhelming thought of him inheriting all of Roy's assets? The image of Mr. Thorian f
Collin’s POV.Fear surged through me as I sized up the two men in front of me. There was a predator-like glint in their eyes, and for a split second, I felt completely paralyzed by fear. But I couldn’t let them see that. “W……What do you want?” I asked, my voice steadier than I felt.“How about we
ROY’S POV.I paced around the bedroom of the safe house, my mind racing with worry. Nayla had told me earlier that she sensed Collin was in danger, and that thought gnawed at me. I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong.I had tried calling my men to check in on Collin, to see







