ANMELDENVeronica Remington was given to her first husband by her cruel father who only saw her as a means to use for alliances, after years of tolerating the abuse and torture from her husband while she plotted her freedom. The opportunity came and she poisoned him. She played the part of a sad young widow and pretended to be devastated despite being the mastermind, however, she wasn't informed that in the mafia world, the wife of a member of the outfit is passed down to another. Her efforts to be free were all for nothing and she found herself bonded to the most vicious of them all, even worse he knows her secret and he's completely obsessed with claiming her for sinister reasons. Would she give up after having a taste of freedom only to be shoved back to the start? Will she fight with all she has and escape? Or will she give in to the temptation?
Mehr anzeigenEPILOGUEThird Person POV.The first thing Vera noticed when she opened her eyes was that she didn't recognize the ceiling above her.She lay still for a moment, blinking slowly, trying to put the pieces together. The room was clean and quiet. The walls were white, with soft light coming in from a window to her left. There was a steady beeping sound somewhere close to her and when she tried to move her left arm, a sharp pain shot through her shoulder and reminded her of everything at once.She winced and drew in a breath."Easy," a soft voice said. "Don't move that arm."Vera turned her head. A nurse in light blue scrubs was standing beside the bed, adjusting something on the drip attached to Vera's right hand. She had a calm face and gentle hands."Where am I?" Vera asked. Her voice came out rough and dry."You are safe," the nurse said simply. "You are being taken care of."Vera looked around the room again. It was too well furnished to be a hospital. The bed was too comfortable
Vera's Pov. The address my father had given me led me to one of the older parts of the city.I had driven there with the safe sitting on the back seat, my hands gripping the steering wheel tighter than they needed to.My heart had not slowed down since the phone call. Not once. Every red light felt like it lasted too long. Every turn felt like I was moving closer to something I couldn't take back.When I finally pulled up to the warehouse, I stepped out of the car slowly. The building was large and grey, the kind of place that looked like it hadn't been used for anything honest in a long time and I could see that the doors were already open.I reached into the back seat and picked up the safe. It was heavier than I expected. I carried it with both hands and walked toward the entrance.The moment I stepped inside, I stopped on my track. The first thing I noticed was the men. There were so many of them, standing around the warehouse with weapons, their faces hard and unreadable. Th
Luan's Pov. We arrived at the eastern shore just as the sun was climbing higher in the sky.The drive had been long and quiet. I had spent most of it looking out the window, going over everything in my head, mostly thinking about how this was going to go. I had come prepared for a fight. Every man in those cars behind us knew that. We all understood what we were walking into.But the moment we pulled up and the cars slowed to a stop, something hit me immediately.And I could tell something wasn't right. I could feel it before I could even explain it. It was the kind of feeling that settles in your chest and tells you to pay attention. I had learned a long time ago not to ignore that feeling.I sat up straighter in my seat and looked around through the window.It was at that exact moment something happened, from every direction, men began to step out. They came from behind buildings, from the sides, from the shadows between the containers lined up along the shore. Each one of them
Third person's pov. Luan stepped back inside the mansion. He stood in the hallway for a second, his mind still turning over everything Boaz had just told him.Rose had mentioned to him earlier that morning that Vera had stepped out to get something. He hadn't thought much of it at the time, but now as he stood there, he realized he needed to see her before he left. He needed to see her face before everything that was coming began.Luan walked further into the house and found a quiet spot near the sitting room and stood there. Suddenly he heard the front door open and then the soft sound of footsteps as Vera stepped inside. She came through the door with a small bag in her hand, her hair slightly tousled from the outside breeze. Vera looked up and immediately noticed Luan standing there.She stopped. "Luan," she said, her voice carrying a small note of surprise. "I didn't know you were waiting.""I was," he said simply.She set her bag down slowly, her eyes already reading his face
Third person Pov. "This is the man who broke into the hospital the other night and tried to kill Vera."The words hit the air and everything went still instantly. Forcing tension in the air. Seeing this, Luan was on his feet before anyone could say anything else. Though he didn't rush towards th
Luan's Pov. “What if he wasn't the right person?”Hearing this, I stared at her without saying a word. "What if he was innocent? There was no way for me to know for sure who he was. It was dark that night. I told you, I couldn't see his face." She added, her voice laced with uncertainty. It was
Third person's Pov.The door clicked shut behind Klevis, and the hallway outside the hospital room fell into a quiet that felt heavier than it should have.Boaz stood a few feet away from the door, his hands clasped in front of him, his posture relaxed but alert the way it always was. He was used
Vera's Pov. I sat in the living room, my eyes fixed on the television screen, but I wasn't really watching anything.This was because my mind kept drifting back to Luan and the way he had left earlier tonight.Something was wrong. I could feel it in my bones. Before he left, I had noticed the tens






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