LOGINIn the Rivera mansion, Vincent Rivera looked as stunned as his daughter Cindy and the rest of the extended members of the Rivera family.
"Brother? What do you mean by we are hosting an engagement? Who's engagement are we hosting?" Vincent inquired quietly. Now Alexander is no longer the boss of the outfit, but he is still imposing as the head of the Rivera family. So no one dares to speak out loudly with him even though its Dante they are all scared of. Alexander looked at his younger brother like he is a fool for even asking that question. "What do you mean by who? Ofcourse for Serene and Dante. It was fixed two years ago. Now we are going forward with that arrangement" he replied sharply. Vincent is stunned to say the least. They all thought that Serene might be dead when she suddenly dissappeared 2 years ago. Neither Dante nor Alexander tried to search for her. So Vincent assumed that she is dead. So he thought that his daughter is the sole heiress of the Rivera fortune. So to hear that Serene is alive and is going to get engaged to the formidable boss of the outfit was literally a shock. Cindy clenched her fists under the table, but didn't dare to speak anything. Just like Serene, she knows not to speak when not spoken to. But she glanced at her father, who shook his head. After dinner, Cindy stormed into her father's room. Unlike Alexander who controlled his daughter under his thumb, Vincent pampered his. So Cindy has the privilege to vent infront of her father. "Dad, what the hell? Serene is alive? Then where was she all these years? Uncle Alexander never allowed her to even mingle with friends. Then why did he keep her outside for 2 years?" Cindy shared her confusion. Vincent shook his head. "I don't know either. May be it was Dante's demand. But its quite suspicious that Serene was sent away right when the threat of the Scions was delivered. Maybe Dante was trying to keep her out of this. But it doesn't add up. Neither Dante nor my brother are sentimental types. They don't mind ditching Serene if it meant to save themselves" Vincent looked confused too. But most of all, they are not happy that the Rivera fortune slipped out of their hands. "Now what?" Cindy demanded. Vincent rubbed his hand over his face. "Just wait for our chance. Until then, try to play nice with Serene. Don't mess with her" Vincent advised his daughter. ........ In Dante's villa, the boss looked like he is lost in deep thoughts when someone disturbed him. "Dante? I heard you are marrying Alexander's daughter. Is that true?" a woman in her mid twenties demanded. She looked tall and beautiful in her body con dress. Dante didn't turn to face the woman. "Vivian, I suggest you to mind your own business. I let this one slide for the sake of your father. If you ever meddle in my business again, you out of all people know what I can do" Dante threatened her. He didn't raise his voice, but the implication is clear. Vivian Scion, the daughter of Nathaniel Scion, sworn enemies of Alexander Rivera, stood there, stunned. "Dante, we were lovers once. Why? Why are you doing this to me?" she whispered sadly. Vivian is not a bad person. But she had a past with Dante, and he has a purpose that doesn't include her in his plan. So he let her go. "I don't think we were lovers. We had fun. It was mutual. I didn't promise you anything, you were ok with it. So what you are implying now doesn't make any sense. I suggest you put away your frail thoughts" he murmured evenly. Her eyes welled up with tears. "Mark my words Dante, no one can satisfy you than I can. Serene is just a puppet in her father's plans. I will not be surprised if one day she doesn't attempt to kill you before you could...." her words were abruptly cut short when he whirled around and grabbed her around her neck in a choke hold. "I warned you, didn't I Vivian? Don't meddle in my business if you don't want me to kill you" he murmured camly, as if he is not chocking a woman under his palm. Just when Vivian thought she is going to die, he pushed her away in anger. "Now get the hell out of here" he snapped. Vivian scurried away with fear. After she left, Dante's mind played the images of the night from 2 years ago. The night when Serene dared to run away. His body weak from the bullet wounds while she stood there over him with her hands filled with his blood and trembling. He closed his eyes tightly as his fists tightened. "Serene Rivera, the perfect daughter Alexander raised. He was so proud that his daughter would become a perfect wife. A wife who wouldn't question her husband if he keeps other woman around. A daughter so pretty and obedient. But Alexander, your daughter is not your kind of perfect. She is something different. If you find out what she did, you might be shocked into speechlessness" he thought with mixed feelings. ........ The next morning, In Dr. Raymond's cabin, Serene was seen holding her resignation letter. She is hesitant, She doesn't want to resign from her job. In these two years, this is the only thing that she poured her heart into. Only this part of her life never felt like an adjustment. The smiling faces of the people who she could save used to make her days feel better. "Serene? What happened? You look lost" Ray inquired with a frown. She slid her resignation across his desk, closer to him. When he read the content, he was stunned. "You are resigning?" he asked with shock.The next morning, Dante woke up to yet another call from his underboss. He was sleeping so peacefully, until that call disturbed him. "What is it Arthur?" he inquired sleepily, with a hint of irritation. He didn't bother to open his eyes. He is too comfortable to wake up. "Ahh, boss, you are sleeping?" Arthur asked with a hint of shock in his tone. Dante sighed with displeasure. "So what did you expect that I was doing so early in the morning?" he muttered. Arthur turned to look at the sun which is shining brightly. He then glanced at the grandfather clock which is ready to hit 10. He was under the impression that Dante might be getting ready for the day. But he didn't expect his boss to sleep this long. Usually Dante was always a light sleeper. He never used to sleep for more than a few hours at once. And definitely not until this late. So Arthur looked stunned. "Its 10 am" he told Dante hesitantly. On the other end, Dante snapped his eyes open when he heard the time. Imme
Dante was not sleeping. Not because he is still troubled. No, the storm in his mind and heart the moment his wife hugged him sweetly. Now he couldn't help but stare at her. Her eyes are closed, attracting his attention to her long lashes which he never noticed. She is sprawled on top of him as if he is her own personal bed. He didn't mind though. Infact, it's feeling so good to hold her like this, that he is worried that she might dissappear in the morning like a beautiful dream. He moved his palm up and down her spine lazily. Her skin felt smooth under her rough fingers. He noticed that she would turn red if he squeezed a little hard, just like a delicate doll, his doll. He is wondering why he never noticed how beautiful she is. Not just beautiful, she is breathtaking. The longer he is gazing at her, the more he wanted to keep looking. He could feel himself behaving like a weirdo while just looking at his wife like this. But damn if he could avert his gaze even if he wanted to.
"Dante" she moaned for more. He let go of her breast with a pop before meeting her gaze. Her eyes are dilated and her lips are a parted. Her face is flushed and she looked absolutely breathtaking. "I am sorry" he murmured softly. Confusion clouded her features. Before she could understand what he meant, he replaced his fingers with his rock hard shaft. His pushed past her barrier with one hard thrust and seated himself fully inside her wet heat. "Ahh.." she gasped as pain exploded her nerves. A single tear slipped past her lids. He kissed her lips gently, trying to help her adjust with his girth. Her breathing is choppy while she tried to adjust to his length. As the initial discomfort started to fade, she could feel him inside her. They are connected in the most intimate way possible. He didn't stop kissing her. He is trying to make her feel better in the only way he knows how. Slowly she moved her hips to let him know she is fine. Despite her assurance, he was still gentle
Serene was not sleeping well. These past few days, she got used to Dante's warmth. Now that she is alone, the bed is feeling cold and too big for her. She was never a touchy feely person. Mainly because of where she grew up in. Even when Boris initiated closeness or any kind of touch, she used to feel uncomfortable. All her life, she ate alone, slept alone, spent her days in a golden cage which scared and suffocated her. With Dante, everything took a 180. Now she couldn't sleep alone which was never an issue, and her preferred way of sleeping. She ate her dinner alone, mostly picked on her food. Without Dante and the sound of their cutlery, even gourmet meal tasted funny. She sat up after several failed attempts to sleep. That's when she noticed the figure standing alone in the dark balcony outside their room. Despite the darkness, she could identify that back anywhere. "Dante?" she thought with surprise. She couldn't help the excitement bubbling inside her stomach to see him.
Dante's hands are drenched with blood. His clothes are bloody too. A dead man is lying near his feet. The dead body is brutalized beyond recognition. Fingers are missing, knee caps are broken, limbs are out of shape, head is smashed to the point that the skull is completely out of shape. Dante tortured him with in an inch of his life before he was dead. Dante's eyes looked as cold as arctic. He looked terrifying. Even Arthur looked hesitant to approach Dante. The man whom Dante killed just now is a member of the Rivera clan. And he is also one of the persons who were involved in killing and violating his sister. Dante was small and helpless back then. He couldn't save his family. Its been ten years since he started weeding these scums out, one at a time. Neither Alexander nor Vincent or anyone in the Sylviana outfit could find out why their men started to dissappear every few months. These are the people who acted upon Alexander's orders and brutalized Dante's family. Vincent is his
In the Rivera mansion, Alexander is like a caged feral dog who is ready to bite the moment he is released. But the person he wanted to attack is not just anyone, but its Dante. “Vincent, I need to kill Dante before announcing Cindy as the heir. I need to make an example out of him. He is still alive after insulting me this badly. Everyone is laughing at my face now. If i don’t kill Dante, I don’t think we would win the voting. Already three outfits favour Dante. We don’t know whom the Montana outfit would choose. Either way, our chances are zero with Dante still alive. You don’t have to be subtle anymore. Go on a full blown attack. Announce 1 million dollars to anyone who manages to kill Dante” Alexander is desperate. Vincent smirked. This is the opportunity he was waiting for all along. Until then, they had to use people outside the Sylviana outfit, so that even if Dante suspected the attack was planned by Alexander, he wouldn’t be able to prove it. But now, after this, the Riv







