LOGINChristian's POV"Let her be," I said. My men dragged in th little terrified girl."B..B...Boss," she said, kneeling. "I have some information that you would like to hear."I smirked. Ever since Lyla's escape, all my tails had gone cold. Everything was just too silent, and even after I killed and slaughtered all their allies, they still did not come out from hiding."Tell me," I replied, walking to my seat. "It better be worth my while."The girl cleared her throat. "I have been an employee for the Draghi brothers for six years now. They came for me, to rescue me."My ears perked up. "Tell me more.""I don't think I really recall, but they took me to their safe house. Lyla, she was there."I closed my eyes. "How was she?""pardon?""I said, How was she?"She looked at the ground. "She looked broken. scared. I have Intel on them, I managed to snoop to listen to their plans."I waved my hands. "That is unnecessary. You said you work for them, tell me, how come you are one of ours now?"S
Lyla’s povI laid down next to Emilio. “I am so scared.”He turned and brushed some hair away from my face. “Why?” I closed my eyes.what if it never goes away, the way i feel?Emilio kept quiet for a while. “It never does, “ he finally said. I nodded. I was permanently scarred. “This cannot happen to her,” I said, getting up. “We need to get her now.”He followed me out of the room, back to the living room where Achilles and Isaiah were together, watching something. “Hey, “ I slid into the chair next to them. “Where is X?”“Escorting Sienna out,” he replied. He turned to me, those dark blue eyes taking me in. “You look better.”I smiled softly, glancing at Emilio. “You need to leave me alone,” I said, pointing at him.Emilio laughed and poured a glass of scotch for himself. “Can I have some?”Achilles frowned. “I don't think you should be drinking right now Lyla. You're not fully healed.”I rolled my eyes. “I have not had an episode in days, plus I got cleared, trust me. I'm fine.”
XIOMAR’S POV “Do you think it's safe to let him go in there?” I asked Achilles for the tenth time. My brother glanced at me. “Emilio always brought out something in her. If Lyla is serious about going after Christian and her father, she needs to snap out of whatever is wrong with her.” He did not lie. I hated that he didn't, but I nodded. “Okay.” Soon, the noises coming from her room quieted down. “It seems whatever he is doing is working,” I commented. “Let's talk about something else,” Achilles said. The gunshot wound he suffered was almost healed up, and he looked fairly alive. “Let's talk about Sienna.” I grabbed my cup of water. “What about her?” “Set her straight,” he hissed. “She is crossing a lot of lines with Lyla, and I would soon slap her.” I nodded. “She's leaving soon.” “How soon?” “Today,” I replied. Isaiah walked into the dining room. “I have news,” he announced, holding his laptop as he sat down. Finally, I stood over his shoulder, watching what h
XIOMAR’S POV “Do you think it's safe to let him go in there?” I asked Achilles for the tenth time. My brother glanced at me. “Emilio always brought out something in her. If Lyla is serious about going after Christian and her father, she needs to snap out of whatever is wrong with her.” He did not lie. I hated that he didn't, but I nodded. “Okay.” Soon, the noises coming from her room quieted down. “It seems whatever he is doing is working,” I commented. “Let's talk about something else,” Achilles said. The gunshot wound he suffered was almost healed up, and he looked fairly alive. “Let's talk about Sienna.” I grabbed my cup of water. “What about her?” “Set her straight,” he hissed. “She is crossing a lot of lines with Lyla, and I would soon slap her.” I nodded. “She's leaving soon.” “How soon?” “Today,” I replied. Isaiah walked into the dining room. “I have news,” he announced, holding his laptop as he sat down. Finally, I stood over his shoulder, watching what he showed us
XIOMAR’S POV “Do you think it's safe to let him go in there?” I asked Achilles for the tenth time. My brother glanced at me. “Emilio always brought out something in her. If Lyla is serious about going after Christian and her father, she needs to snap out of whatever is wrong with her.” He did not lie. I hated that he didn't, but I nodded. “Okay.” Soon, the noises coming from her room quieted down. “It seems whatever he is doing is working,” I commented. “Let's talk about something else,” Achilles said. The gunshot wound he suffered was almost healed up, and he looked fairly alive. “Let's talk about Sienna.” I grabbed my cup of water. “What about her?” “Set her straight,” he hissed. “She is crossing a lot of lines with Lyla, and I would soon slap her.” I nodded. “She's leaving soon.” “How soon?” “Today,” I replied. Isaiah walked into the dining room. “I have news,” he announced, holding his laptop as he sat down. Finally, I stood over his shoulder, watching what h
XIOMAR’S POV “Do you think it's safe to let him go in there?” I asked Achilles for the tenth time. My brother glanced at me. “Emilio always brought out something in her. If Lyla is serious about going after Christian and her father, she needs to snap out of whatever is wrong with her.” He did not lie. I hated that he didn't, but I nodded. “Okay.” Soon, the noises coming from her room quieted down. “It seems whatever he is doing is working,” I commented. “Let's talk about something else,” Achilles said. The gunshot wound he suffered was almost healed up, and he looked fairly alive. “Let's talk about Sienna.” I grabbed my cup of water. “What about her?” “Set her straight,” he hissed. “She is crossing a lot of lines with Lyla, and I would soon slap her.” I nodded. “She's leaving soon.” “How soon?” “Today,” I replied. Isaiah walked into the dining room. “I have news,” he announced, holding his laptop as he sat down. Finally, I stood over his shoulder, watching what h


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