LOGINCRISTIAN It was dark when we finally got to Aaliyah's city. Chuck already called us to say that they've found her and she's already been escorted back home. Nanny Jocey, Michael, and our family doctor are waiting for her. According to Chuck, she was drugged and unconscious. And they also captured the bastard of a boyfriend. He's the one I'm coming to meet. The address was a motel in one hell of a remote area of the city. We finally arrived there and got out of the car. The place was being guarded by men who worked for me. Even though they don't know it. I'm sure they know Joe. They do because they just bowed to him. In a syndicate where the real boss has to stay a mystery, the underdogs and capos don't know who the real boss is. They only know their direct bosses and the man who acts like the real boss. That's the kind of syndicate we belong to.So I didn't wait around for any special greeting. I rushed inside, and the men guarding the lobby led us to the room where Chuck and the
CRISTIAN “Tell him I'm available to meet with him this week. It doesn't matter what time. I've got all the free time in the world.”“But Sir, he's being careful about bothering you. He keeps asking if you're really okay meeting with him this week.” My secretary replied in her very careful and polite tone. I sighed, ruffling my hair. This is the agony of dealing with rookie businessmen. They tend to treat you like a god. They're careful not to step on your toes. Afraid to displease you. They're willing to bend their backs as much as they can just to please you. And as much as it looks nice, it really isn't. It's actually their first step to failure.To succeed in this vicious and highly competitive business world, you've got to be audacious. Have some fucking backbone. Break some sacred rules. Set some reckless rules. Draw some firm lines. Set boundaries. Don't shrink for anyone. Seems he still has a lot to learn. I would have blown him off already. He's lucky I'm in this phase of n
CHUCK Drinking and staring out the window was a Google recommendation on how to clear your head and get rid of intense crankiness. I've been doing that for minutes now, and I don't feel any better. Not even in the slightest. This crankiness wouldn't go away. And then I keep glancing at my phone, hoping she'd call. And she hasn't. Not even a text from her. It's hard to get through the day, waiting for a text or a call that just might never come. And the thought that she might have gone to see her asshole boyfriend has me more stressed than ever. It’s fucking pathetic feeling this way for her. I'd feel more pathetic if I called her first. That's why I'm hesitating to. Even though every bone in me just wants to call and know if she's okay. If her face hurts in the slightest. My chest still burns whenever I recall how hard that bastard hit her. All my life watching her grow up, I've never imagined it was possible to hit her at all. Even yelling at her felt like a crime. So watching i
LACYI stared blankly at the ceiling, doing a mental count of how much longer I needed to live this disgusting and wretched life before it all came to an end. I'm barely breathing. I'm barely okay. My chest hurts physically. Like I've got a wound in it from the last time Mad Dog thoroughly beat my ass. I'd check myself in a hospital if I could. I'm sure they'd find out I fractured something inside. But I don't have the money to do that. And Mad Dog would never give me the money for that. He wouldn't want me talking to others about the abuse he puts me through. And now, doing this mission for him feels like hell. This has to be the hardest mission I've ever had to do. Because it involves hurting people I've genuinely grown to care about. But I have no choice. I've never had a bloody choice in my life. He's taken all that away from me. And then he took school away from me too. He made me sign that I was never going back.Showing up in Aaliyah's life again with that shitty lie of bei
AALIYAH For the first time, I was angry. Really angry. I was livid. Why does he keep bringing me to places like this? I don't want to sound like a brat, but these places are beneath me. It's about time he starts bringing me to his apartment. Or I won't bother visiting him anymore. No matter how hard he tries to convince and manipulate me into visiting. I will stand my ground. I got inside and approached the receptionist. He didn't send me a room number. So I'll have to ask her. But weirdly, she didn't wait for me to ask. “Second floor. Room 5,” she said with a professional smile. I offered her a forced smile and took the staircase. I got to the door that had the room number and knocked. The door opened, and there he was, shirtless, wearing only pants. Seeing him almost altered the anger and indignation I was feeling earlier. But I quickly reprimanded myself. Don't be stupid, Aaliyah. Don't forget what he did to you. “Are you just gonna stand there and stare at me all day?” he
AALIYAH “Well, you can't blame him for defending you the way he did. You guys share an Uncle-Niece bond, right?” Lacy said, knitting on the bed. She's knitting a beanie. She's been at it for days. Barely goes to lectures. I don't understand how she prefers lying around here in this apartment to going to lectures. I've tried convincing her a million times, but she always has the perfect excuse. This time around, she says she needs to finish the beanie before she can follow me to lectures. Makes me wonder how messy her priority list is. It also makes me wonder what happened to her during the holidays. She's never been negligent about her studies. This time, it's like she doesn't care at all. “If you ask me, Chuck did nothing wrong. You have no reason to be mad at him.” She continued her calm defense of Chuck. “I'm not mad at him. I understand perfectly why he defended me. I just feel like he made everything worse.” I replied, sitting up on the bed, hugging a throw pillow, and feeli
CRISTIAN “There's your bitch.” Chuck whistled in a direction. We all looked and yeah, Aaliyah just came down the stairs with Lacy. They whispered something to each other and giggled. Lacy headed to the main kitchen while Aaliyah headed to the coffee counter. It's actually at the other end of the
LACY “Oh, my baby. You look so big now!” The older lady hugging Aaliyah wouldn't stop gushing. We just arrived at her Father's house and my God, I was still in shock. This place was like a villa or something. A lot of gigantic buildings and servants. The trees gave off country vibes, but the foun
LACY“Get out of here right now before I call security and have them throw you out!” I yelled angrily, pointing at the door. He didn't budge. His tongue was rolling inside his mouth, caressing the cheek where I'd hit him. His jaw was twitching and that got me very scared. I don't have a phone so
LACY Fuck! She's one hell of a sight! Spread those legs, you little fox!! I think I just nutted my pants!! Take all my bloody money. All of it, baby!! How much for a night, baby? I'll pay a fucking fortune!! The lewd comments and cheers from these horny bastards were like a damn symphony to m







