LOGIN***Arielle*** He shattered my innocence. He introduced me to his world of danger and desire. He consumed every part of me. But I saw the deepest parts of him—the parts he never showed to the world, and my defenses crumbled. We were never meant for each other. A forbidden attraction, that's what it was. My family feared his influence would destroy me. But I didn't care. And even when the lines between family, politics, and mafia clans blur, I'd still choose him over and over again. He is Gabriel Flynn. Also known as Luciano Russo. ***Gabriel*** I was given a task by my grandfather—to watch Arielle, to protect her. I took on the task, which soon became a hobby. The hobby turned into an obsession, and eventually, a day can't go by without me stalking my precious innocent Arielle.
View MoreMaven's POV Ever since Arielle left the house, we agreed not to go after her. We gave her space because that's what she needed. Eryx didn't like the idea, but I convinced him to let her be. She easily got irritated when she was angry, so it was best to leave her alone.Days had gone by, and we still hadn't heard from her. We called but couldn't reach her. I tried Violet's number a million times so I could speak to Arielle, but she never picked up. She was probably still mad at me.After a week, Eryx and I stopped by Violet's house. That was the place we assumed Arielle would be.When Violet opened the door, I couldn't help but let my eyes linger on her pretty face. She'd been avoiding me for weeks."Um..." She cleared her throat. "How may I help you?""We want to talk to Arielle," Eryx said, his eyes drifting into the house.Her eyelids fluttered and she suddenly looked startled. "She's... she's not here," she stuttered."We're not here to take her away," I said softly, looking inte
Arielle's POV "You work for Shadow. You work for the most dangerous man in New York. You guys do his dirty work!" I ran my fingers through my hair, agitation coursing through me. "You guys kidnap people. You steal. You traffic drugs. You... you murder." It was still unbelievable. "Arielle," Maven called, stepping closer. "No. Don't. Don't you dare," I snapped, my glare hard, my words sharp and unforgiving. "I can explain," Eryx put in. "I don't need your stupid explanation. I've been begging for it for days, and now you think you can just give me a crappy load of information I never asked for?" I turned to Aiden. "And you, Aiden? You're part of this?" He pressed his lips into a tight line and looked away. I let out a loud scoff, disbelief washing over me. "I... I can't believe this." I took a swift turn again to Eryx. "You forced him into it, right? You introduced him to this lifestyle. He's just nineteen for crying out loud!" "No one forced me," Aiden said quietly. "Th
Arielle's POV The next morning, I managed to take a shower and get dressed, hoping to push away any thoughts that reminded me of how annoying and wicked my brothers could be. I grabbed my sketchbook and went to sit by the window. They could do whatever they wanted with my phone and my freedom. At least, I had my art to keep me company. I tapped my pencil continuously on the armrest of the couch, searching for inspiration. Nothing seemed to come to mind. As long as I could feel anger burning in me, I knew I'd remain unproductive. With a heavy sigh, I stared up at the ceiling. My thoughts drifted to Luciano. I wondered if he was okay, but another part of me was wary because I didn't know if he had done something bad to my brothers. The sound of the door pulled me back to reality. A scowl plastered on my face as I looked at the door. It opened and Aiden stepped in. I rolled my eyes and scoffed at the sight of the tray of food in his hands. Food again. As if that was the answer t
Gabriel's POV I nursed my wounds while going down memory lane. A lot had been pushed away from my mind—a lot of memories that shaped the person I was today. I'd already embraced the consequences of my decisions, and I didn't regret any of them. "You still don't want to say who did this to you," Jennie asked as she watched me treat my wounds. She had offered to do it earlier, but I declined. "You don't need to know," I replied in a low hoarse voice. "Gabriel," she called softly from behind me. "What's wrong with you? What has changed? We tell each other everything. We've been together since childhood, remember?" I stared at her reflection in the mirror; she was behind me. Truly, we had always been there for each other. Growing up, she lived in the next house in the neighbourhood. I always ran out of the house whenever my father started one of his crazy episodes. Jennie's parents welcomed me though I never told the truth that I was escaping from home. My dad had threatened to
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