MasukRaina was just a few inches away from the ground when Lorenzo caught her. He pulled her into his arms and his hands trembled slightly as he couldn't imagine what would have happened if she had fallen down.“Are you okay?” Maxton's anxious voice came from the side as he finally got to where they were standing.“I…. I'm…I'm fine” Raina stuttered as she still couldn't believe what just happened.She pulled out of Lorenzo's arms and buried her face in Maxton's chest. He held her and breathed deep breaths of relief.“Why would you run? What if you had actually fallen down? Did you even think of your safety and that of the baby's?” He asked her angrily after making sure she was really okay.Raina lowered her eyes and remained in his embrace without saying anything. She just kept quiet and Maxton sighed and hugged her again.“I didn't mean to yell at you..I was just worried about you” he whispered and she nodded.“Let's go inside, the weather is quite cold” Michael's voice came from the side
The knock on the door came gently at first, followed by a soft, familiar voice. "Raina. Wake up, love."Raina stirred slowly, blinking against the dim morning light filtering through the curtains. Maxton was already sitting up beside her, fully dressed, watching her with a tired but tender expression."It's still so early," she mumbled, rubbing her eyes."I know," Maxton said gently. "But we need to get moving. Come on, let's get you freshened up."He helped her out of bed, one arm supporting her gently as she found her footing, still groggy from sleep. He guided her toward the bathroom, waiting patiently outside the door while she washed up, ready to help if she needed him.A few minutes later, just as Raina finished changing into fresh clothes, a knock sounded at their bedroom door."Boss," Carlos's voice called from outside. "Everything's ready. The helicopter's fueled and waiting, and the cars are prepared for the rest of us.""We'll be right out," Maxton called back.He walked ov
Lorenzo paced back and forth across the entrance of his father's study, his phone gripped tightly in his hand, the screen lit up with Raina's contact information and a red "Not Reachable" notice glaring back at him for what felt like the hundredth time.He tried Maxton's number next, jabbing at the screen with growing frustration. And still got the same result…He was also not reachable.Even Carlos and Pascal were no different. He sighed heavily and dialed Carlos's number again. Carlos's phone rang but no one picked but the others didn't ring at all."Come on," he muttered under his breath, while running a hand through his hair. "Pick up…Just pick up the damn phone!."He'd been trying for hours now, ever since Carlos had gone silent on the phone that morning and promising updates that never came. The silence was eating at him, gnawing at every worst-case scenario his mind could conjure.In the study, Michael was not faring better. The Don, who is usually so composed and measured in ev
Raina sat quietly on the edge of the bed, her hands folded in her lap, her mind still replaying everything Lisa had told her about Maxton's past. The image of a thirteen-year-old boy hiding in a cupboard, watching his parents die, refused to leave her thoughts no matter how hard she tried to push it away.Lisa sat nearby, occasionally glancing toward the door, her expression calm despite the tense silence that had settled over the room since the screaming stopped.A knock finally broke the quiet.Lisa stood up immediately. "Wait here," she said to Raina before walking over and opening the door.Standing on the other side was Maxton, dressed in a clean white shirt and black pants, his hair still damp from a recent shower. The blood was gone completely, no trace of what had happened in the other room visible on him anymore, though something in his eyes still carried the weight of it."Boss," Lisa said with a small nod, stepping aside to let him through before slipping out into the hallw
Ramirez slumped against the ropes binding him to the chair, his body trembling weakly, blood soaking through what remained of his shirt. His breathing came in short, ragged gasps, each one shallower than the last. His eyes, swollen nearly shut from the earlier beating, struggled to stay open, flickering between consciousness and something close to shock.Across from him, Maxton stood with his sleeves rolled up, his hands and forearms streaked with blood that wasn't his own. Strangely, none of it seemed to bother him. If anything, there was a faint light in his eyes, something almost satisfied, like a man who had finally found an outlet for years of buried rage that had never had anywhere else to go.The door opened, and Carlos stepped inside, holding two small glass vials carefully in one hand, his expression grim."We found the safe," Carlos said, walking over, his boots echoing against the concrete floor. "Exactly where he told us. Two vials inside, just like he said, buried under a
A muffled scream echoed faintly through the walls, distant but unmistakable. Raina's whole body went rigid, goosebumps rising along her arms despite the warmth of the room.She glanced toward the door, her stomach twisting into knots. Every instinct told her to get up, to march out there and see what was happening, but Maxton's warning still rang clearly in her ears. Don't come out, no matter what you hear.She wrapped her arms around herself, trying to steady her breathing, and turned to look at Lisa instead, who sat calmly on a chair near the small window, her posture relaxed despite the screaming still echoing faintly somewhere in the villa."Doesn't that bother you?" Raina asked quietly. "Hearing that?"Lisa shrugged lightly. "I've heard worse. You get used to it in this line of work."Raina studied her for a moment, curiosity slowly overtaking her nerves. She needed something to distract herself, some way to keep her mind from spiraling with every muffled sound coming through the
Raina remained standing at the altar and some of the guests stared at her with pity while others had mocking expressions on their faces and were gloating over the fact that she wouldn't be acknowledged as the Don's wife by the Retroferds.Steps suddenly echoed on the stone floor and Lorenzo walked
The cathedral was a monument to old blood and older sins. Its towering stone arches and stained-glass windows usually spoke of peace, but today, they felt like a cage. The pews were filled with the elite of the underworld, men in tailored suits with bulges under their jackets, and women whose diam
The morning of the wedding arrived quickly. For forty-eight hours, Raina had been a prisoner in her own bedroom, the four walls closing in on her until the air felt thin and toxic. She hadn't slept or eaten the bland meals the guards slid through the door. She felt exhausted, her body aching from
On the southern side of the Capital city, the atmosphere was different. The Retroferd estate, twice the size of the Valente's, was a place of absolute power.The fortress of the family that had spent twenty years sabotaging the Valente bloodline. The feud had been vicious, killing sons and brother







