MasukIn the shadowed corridors of betrayal and brutality, innocent Elsa finds herself trapped in a web of torment and despair. Abused and abandoned by those who should have protected her, she clings to the fragile hope of a new beginning, only to be plunged into a world darker and more dangerous than she could ever have imagined. Javier, Mexico's most dangerous cartel boss and billionaire, is the perfect definition of ruthless. No one else comes close. He's content being alone, his fortress of wealth and power shielding him from the vulnerability of love-- that is until Elsa crosses his path and something inside him is awoken. Very slowly. Now he's fighting to put it back to sleep--- to not like her. but as they grow closer, he's torn between love and duty. Will they find salvation in each other, or will darkness consume them?
Lihat lebih banyakI’m seated in my home office at 11 p.m, embedded in darkness as I swivel in my chair, a pen twirling in my fingers. I stare into the darkness of the room, safe for the moonlight peeking through the opened curtains, doing absolutely nothing yet everything. The smell of my half used blunt lays on the ashtray, beckoning on me to have another puff but I refrain. I guess I can say that this is my own way of relaxing whenever I feel tired. A way of clearing my head from all thoughts of anything cartel related, work related, and to an extent, a certain blue eyed princess I haven't laid eyes on for the past two weeks. I've been away on a business trip which will likely occur quite frequently in the coming months. I only got back less than two hours ago and came straight to my office, discarding my coat on the coat hanger at the door of the office.I have no idea why I came here but I walked in and found myself lighting a stick of backwoods and now I'm waiting. For what exactly? I'm not sure
I'm up bright and early as I stand in the last place I thought I would be after last night's encounter with Javier. Every action of his just screams to me to run the opposite way, but I never do. He has my stepfather, who is probably dead by now. I don't care about his death. Some part of me only wishes I could have been the one to somehow put an end to his life. The thought gives me an odd satisfaction which just makes me wonder the amount of mental fuckery being here has brought upon me. I hear approaching footsteps down the hall as Javier leaves his room. When he comes into view, he stops at the door and looks at me in surprise. This seems to be becoming a daily occurrence. He's dressed impeccably as usual, quality navy coloured coat atop his three piece armani suit fitting his tall and muscled form effortlessly. “Good morning, sir.” “Morning, Elsa.” He walks past me to grab the fruit bowl I brought upstairs for him and I turn and watch as he stabs a piece of watermelon and
I don't know how, but I feel the instant Elsa's presence dissipates. It's been happening more times than I would like to admit. Before I found her waiting for me in my sitting room, I sensed her presence right from the corridor. I usually know the feeling of when intruders are present. But unlike the cold sensation, which would creep down my spine, this one felt warm, and I just knew she was near, waiting for me. And that feeling followed me right after I left that room and got here. Up until now, that is. She left, probably because she caught sight of her stepfather and can't stomach what comes next. The man in question is knocked out, courtesy of Carlos, since he wouldn't stop shouting out his lungs. Another man lays on the floor, well out of view of the window Elsa was looking from. Unlike Richard, who is unconscious, this one is fully awake. Bloodied and missing a few limbs? yes, but awake nonetheless. He watches as I take closer steps into the room, life almost snuffed out
‘This changes things.’Of everything that happened last night and what I learnt of my family trying to escape without me… including Mom, that one sentence Javier uttered has been the one thing invading my thoughts. ‘This changes things.’There it goes again. In what way has things changed? Did he mean by killing my family or between us? My mind and soul tell me it is the latter, and some twisted part of me gets excited upon the revelation.But then another thought occurs to me. If Javier thinks that way, does he intend on still holding me captive? He did say he wasn't going to kill me. He could still do other unimaginable things to me. After all, he's the don for a reason.As my mind continues to twist and turn in a panicked state, just as it has all day, I decide that it's finally time to visit Javier's office. I need to know where I stand and… it saddens me to admit this, but I also need to know what fate has been decided for my mother even though I know I shouldn't care.I leave m
It's the wee hours of the morning. I think. I've been dreaming of none other than Javier Sandoval. Forbidden thoughts of my boss. My captor. It's fucked up, I know but It's almost like my consciousness can't help these feelings. I sigh into my pillow as I change position on my bed, trying to quieten
I can't exactly say I had the best of nights last night, but sleeping with the thought of Elsa made half of it bearable. The more she crosses my mind, the more angry I become with myself for acting like a teenager smitten by his crush. It's crazy considering our age difference. I'm not exactly sure
I've come to realize that the more time I spend around Javier, whether alone or in the midst of company, my little brain gets fogged up and sends the wrong signal to… my heart. It even feels off saying it and I know why. It's because I shouldn't feel this way towards my captor. Yes he's impossibly a
“I had different routes sent. What do you mean my drugs were hijacked?” I ask Carlos, leaning back in my seat. In as much as it has been a productive three days, it has also been stressful. I had to leave for China to finalize a pending deal with the president. On my way back, Carlos called saying t
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