Logan's P. O. V. I couldn't wait till I reached this fucking fire. Dani had said it was bad, that my workers were in danger too. I truly wished they were okay and most importantly that my goods were okay. It was easy to see the cause of the sudden audience surrounding my warehouse from afar as we approached. There's a blazing fire up in the sky, two fire extinguisher trucks seated around, their agents running around. " Stop now!" I screamed at my driver and he quickly came to a stop next to the sidewalk leading to the barb wire fencing the red brick building of my warehouse. I ran up there, meeting Astrid as I approached the large opening created on the barb wire fence. Astrid turns around Just in time to see me and quickly stops me with his hands. " Wow, boss you can't go in there! Everything's under control now. " I tried to see past him into the building. Some of my workers are already outside. Although the fire hasn't really spread to most part of the building, there's
Layla's P. O. V. . The cab pulled up in front of a tall skyscraper. It's at the other side of the road so I had to cross to the other side after paying the cab driver. I passed the security at the front and stepped through the revolving door. The place was beautiful and brightly lit. On the first floor there's only a few people walking around, the offices not in sight. I get that it's past working hour and many of the workers were probably at their houses right now. I prayed within myself that Beverly was still lurking around somewhere here. I approached the woman seated behind the desk and threw her a polite smile. She's dressed in a fluffy pink suit blazer, her brown hair pulled back in a long straight ponytail, her make up seeming to have been retouched just before I walked in. " Hello " I said to her. " Hi. How may I help you? " She asks as she draws her handbag near and starts tossing some papers into it. I guess she's also getting ready to go home.
I watched as Beverly rose from her seat and paced her tiny living room. You'd think she was avoiding my question but I knew better. She wouldn't be able to avoid it as long as I'm just a few feet away from her in this confined space. So I knew that she was probably looking for a way to give me a proportional answer to that question. So I remained still and waited. After a while of pacing, Beverly stops and looked at me. " Listen, Layla, I'm sorry that I didn't help you. What I did was wrong and me not helping somebody out when I had the ability to speaks very badly of me and you could've lost your life but. . . . . . I was really scared. I've heard so many things about Logan DeAngelo. I heard he's ruthless, wicked, super rich, a killer, a hot maniac and trust me he looked to be everything I ever heard about me. After meeting you I did feel this things inside me. I can't explain. " He may be a killer but I shrugged it off and thought 'that's what all mafias do'. I never thought
The rain didn't stop pouring as the night slowly became impenetrably darker. I knew this was a mistake but I acted on impulse and there's no going back now. Going back means getting tortured and living a life of captivity again. I couldn't do that to myself. I've come this far. I slowly cornered into the dark Alley, feeling my legs getting weaker. I knew I couldn't get any far with these shoes on. Backing into the wet brick wall, I unbuckled the strap high heels and gently placed them down. My hair was getting on my eyes so I pulled them up, pulling out a single hair strand to tie the rest on top of my head. I wiped the rain water out of my eyes before looking to the right side of the quiet road. Empty. Not a single person. Anyone knew better than to trespass here during this hour. Anyone but me. I could feel my heart thundering in my rib cage as I stepped into the light, slowly making my way towards where I presumed the gate was. I could feel my body visibly shaking. But I
" Logan DeAngelo is a feared, ruthless and notorious mafia boss who most of the time ranked first among the most popular and richest Mafia bosses in the entire world. And he was the very first when narrowed down to Italy....... " I sighed again, trying to give Maddy a hint that I didn't care about her lame mafia story. Seriously, she has got to stop doing this. "....... Owning powers over his family's companies and numerous power plants wasn't enough. He wanted more and everything he could lay his hands on. He's rumored to be known as the second coming of the devil himself because of his cruel ways of dealing with people below him...... " " Ah, Maddy? " I called, hoping to catch her attention this time. The last thing I wanted was actually spending the rest of my two hours of shift listening to her lame mafia story. Maddy's eyes crosses mine, a sheepish grin crossing her lips this time before she slowly shifted on the bar stool she sat on across the bar table from me.
For the next few minutes I couldn't breathe. Everything suddenly went quiet and all I could hear was the ringing in my ears. The horrified looks on my parents faces was my least worry now as I began to notice the men standing in black suits, behind my parents. They didn't have guns in their hands but they must've said or done something to my parents to have them sitting and looking that way. I felt confused. Who were they and what do they want? I saw the look of fear in my father's eyes as they watched me and I saw how my mom tried to pretend she wasn't as frightened as the situation called. Just as I was about to speak, to ask my mom what was happening here, a voice broke through the kitchen. " Is this your little girl? " The voice is deep and demanding, having a bit of intimidation in it. I looked around and saw a man walk out. You might think in this kind of situation I'd never get the chance to check a man out right? Well I did and instead of forcing my gaze
Layla's P.O.V My body felt weak, my head spun as I tried to hold my eyes open. It's not been working. I needed to open my eyes at once. Strangely, I remembered the events of last night. The bed under me felt soft against my bare skin. I felt the distance of the bed with my hand which I'm suddenly able to move after what felt like forever of being awake on this bed, numb. Nothing. There was nothing next to me. I finally opened my eyes but the whiteness of the bed and the ceiling blinded my eyes so I shut them again. After a few minutes of trying to regain my strength, I opened my eyes again, this time squinting them to adjust to the room's brightness before slowly pulling my body into a sitting position. I looked around me and discovered that I was inside a wide room. Everywhere was white. From the doors to the ceiling to the walls. The floor is translucent, a couple of lanterns standing afar, reflecting golden lights in the room. I didn't see anyon
Logan's P. O. V. " Astrid couldn't do his job and I had to go three miles away to do it myself! " I barked at one of my men who handled my drugs companies, Miko, as he sat at the end of the wide table inside my office. He shivered, his eyes buried down between his legs, waiting for the worst. I felt angry. Thieving was the thing I hated most. After women. Piece of shits. and what did those retched people had to offer to save their lives? A piece of shit! I wouldn't have had to travel a mile just to get a stupid woman if Astrid had done his fucking job of catching those peasants! " We're...... We're sorry boss " Miko murmured. Angrily, I reached for the pistol at the back of my pants, cracked it and aimed for his head. " I said don't fucking apologize to me " Milo freezes, watching me with pleading eyes. I wanted to pull this damn trigger. I didn't need him anymore. He was a fuck up like the rest of his team so why show mercy. Then I heard the screaming fro
I watched as Beverly rose from her seat and paced her tiny living room. You'd think she was avoiding my question but I knew better. She wouldn't be able to avoid it as long as I'm just a few feet away from her in this confined space. So I knew that she was probably looking for a way to give me a proportional answer to that question. So I remained still and waited. After a while of pacing, Beverly stops and looked at me. " Listen, Layla, I'm sorry that I didn't help you. What I did was wrong and me not helping somebody out when I had the ability to speaks very badly of me and you could've lost your life but. . . . . . I was really scared. I've heard so many things about Logan DeAngelo. I heard he's ruthless, wicked, super rich, a killer, a hot maniac and trust me he looked to be everything I ever heard about me. After meeting you I did feel this things inside me. I can't explain. " He may be a killer but I shrugged it off and thought 'that's what all mafias do'. I never thought
Layla's P. O. V. . The cab pulled up in front of a tall skyscraper. It's at the other side of the road so I had to cross to the other side after paying the cab driver. I passed the security at the front and stepped through the revolving door. The place was beautiful and brightly lit. On the first floor there's only a few people walking around, the offices not in sight. I get that it's past working hour and many of the workers were probably at their houses right now. I prayed within myself that Beverly was still lurking around somewhere here. I approached the woman seated behind the desk and threw her a polite smile. She's dressed in a fluffy pink suit blazer, her brown hair pulled back in a long straight ponytail, her make up seeming to have been retouched just before I walked in. " Hello " I said to her. " Hi. How may I help you? " She asks as she draws her handbag near and starts tossing some papers into it. I guess she's also getting ready to go home.
Logan's P. O. V. I couldn't wait till I reached this fucking fire. Dani had said it was bad, that my workers were in danger too. I truly wished they were okay and most importantly that my goods were okay. It was easy to see the cause of the sudden audience surrounding my warehouse from afar as we approached. There's a blazing fire up in the sky, two fire extinguisher trucks seated around, their agents running around. " Stop now!" I screamed at my driver and he quickly came to a stop next to the sidewalk leading to the barb wire fencing the red brick building of my warehouse. I ran up there, meeting Astrid as I approached the large opening created on the barb wire fence. Astrid turns around Just in time to see me and quickly stops me with his hands. " Wow, boss you can't go in there! Everything's under control now. " I tried to see past him into the building. Some of my workers are already outside. Although the fire hasn't really spread to most part of the building, there's
I watched as we reached a busy street. I didn't know how I was going to meet Beverly but I couldn't trust Dylano to help me with that. We came across a tall building. It looked like a boutique even from the outside judging from the display dresses through the glass windows. Then I knew it was the perfect place for me to start my search. " Stop " I told Dylano and he quickly came to a halt. " This is where I drop " I informed him. " Here? Are you sure? " He asks, looking around. " Yes " I nodded and opened the door. " Thank you Dylano, I really appreciate this " " Nah, don't thank me now. We're gonna meet some day and you're gonna thank me some other ways " he winks at me. I tried to hide the smile that threatened to escape my lips but I failed and I ended up giving him a smile which he returned. Nodding gently, I got off his car and shut the door close. Then I stood there and watched till he disappeared out of sight. That's when I took a deep breath in and let it out. I sti
Dani notices the hesitance on my face as he pulled the door open for me. " It's alright " he says as he put his hand out for me. Taking his hand, I stepped out of the car. I still couldn't understand what Dylano was doing out here when I'm supposed to be escaping. Surely he wasn't here to turn me back to Logan. And he also couldn't be here to help me escape. He doesn't know that I'm Logan's hostage so what's he doing here? " Come on. " Dani says as he takes my hand and leads me towards Dylano. I tried to stop, so Dani looks back at me and said " it's okay, Layla. Dylano knows everything. " " Yes Layla, " Dylano speaks as he nears us " I know what my brother did to you. I've always suspected it. I knew no sane woman, especially one as beautiful and potential as yourself would agree to be with him. " I looked down, speechless. Dani turns to me and holds my shoulders, holding up my face to look at him. " This is where I say goodbye, Layla. . . ." " Why? Why did you help me? "
Layla's P. O. V. I stopping screaming and hitting the door after what felt like forever without getting a response. I slowly turned away and walked back to my bed, that's when I heard the doors sliding open and I turned back to see Dani stepping in. There's a certain level of seriousness in his face that I couldn't understand. " Dani. . . . . ." I started calling, " It's time for you to leave, Layla. " he says pointedly. I just watched him, unable to process what he just said. What did he mean by that? I'm too stunned to even reply. " You need to leave. . . .now." he says again and this time around I felt the urgency and anger in his voice, his teeth gritted. Was he being serious right now? What the hell is going on here right now? Dani quickly digs his hand into his pants pockets as he closes the distance between us and retrieves some money and a credit card. He points them out to me, his eyes diverted to somewhere that wasn't my face. I couldn't help but feel like he
By early morning, I was dressing up in black pants and a burgundy t-shirt, my hair brushed into a wild donut on top of my head. I decided to wear a sunglass today, just so I could conceal the pain hidden in my eyes. Each time I looked at Logan, all I could see was the monster who killed Emma and still raped me last night, forcing his seeds inside of me. And as I woke up that morning, I peered into the mirror and prayed I wouldn't get pregnant. I wasn't on birth control, and this was also the first time anyone would nut inside me so the chance of me getting pregnant was super clear and a full percent. I couldn't imagine having Logan's child. It was the thing I detested the most and after he killed Emma, I realized he would never change. He would continue to kill whoever I made contact with. So I made up my mind to either die while escaping or just have him kill me. Either ways, I wasn't going to be living with him anymore. His jet landed on top of his house as soon as we arrived
I continued to fight him. I hit him on his chest and continued to do so even when my hands started to hurt. And most of all I wailed in pure pain and agony. This was too much for me. Emma didn't have to die like this. " You killed him Logan." I cried, hitting his chest. I started to push him back. Logan doesn't fight back because he knew I was angry and hurt and I needed to let it all out on him. " You killed Emma! " I continued to cry out loud " he didn't do anything! Emma didn't sleep with me! He was my friend!! " Logan circles his hand around my head at once and pulls me into his chest. For a moment I wanted to rest my head there and cry my pains on his chest. But I would be showing him how weak I was. " Shhhhhh" he cooed. I quickly pushed myself away from his chest and pushed him back. " You're a monster! I hate you! " I cried harder. Then he grabs hold of my hand and makes me stop. " I got rid of the obstacle to our love, Layla. Why the hell are you crying? " " Lov
" I will be out! " Logan screams back. Dani hurries out immediately while I held onto my bruised neck. I just again fought for my life on the hands of my husband, the man that I claimed to love. " Now you listen to me good Layla,." he said, his voice venomous " you can do all you wanna do now. But I will kill whoever dared to look at you, talk more of laying hands on you. You should ask me what happened to that sicko back at the beach the other day, " I watched him, wide eyed " he's already in hell wishing he'd never looked at you the way he did that fucking day!" I couldn't believe he'd kill someone just because they were looking at me. I couldn't believe he killed that poor man because he looked at me! How deranged could he be? " And now, I will kill that Emma. " he snaps before walking out of the room in fast strides. I stood there for a long while, holding my neck. Then I saw the door wide open. He has forgotten to shut it close. So I quickly made for the door and carefull