BOOK ONE ~18~

UNKNOWN LOCATION: RENÉE’S POV

I was trying frantically to get to the surface all to no avail. My lungs were burning up due to the amount of water in them. I slowly began to give up the struggle as I gradually sunk into oblivion.

This was it. Renée Elizabeth Taylor drowned somewhere in the Pacific Ocean. Wow! What a great way to go down in the history books of the English mafia.

I slowly gained consciousness, coughing and sneezing out water in surprise. I was alive? How was I alive? I squinted my salt filled eyes to see my bodyguard deep in thought with a single tear running down his face.

“Li-Li-L-Liam?” I breathed.

My lungs felt heavy, and I was having slight difficulty in breathing.

“Renée, you’re alive!” He exclaimed, hugging me tightly.

Whoa! I never expected this sudden display of affection from my bodyguard of all people.

He quickly pulled away, making me almost scowl at the loss of body heat.

“I’m sorry, Boss. I just thought I had failed you.” He clarified his actions awkwardly