LOGINRosie's POVHe glanced down at the spreading stain, then back at me, his gaze softening just enough for me to see the flicker of concern he'd tried to hide too.For a moment, we just stared at the spill, the world narrowed to the sound of our breathing until he grabbed the napkin to wipe it off."Anelisa," he said, "You know I'd never… I mean, I'm not… I don't want you to think I'm…"He trailed off, like he was contemplating whether to complete the statement, and I just stared again.I wanted to reach out, to brush the stray lock of hair from his forehead, to tell him that the only thing I was scared of was the way my chest felt like it was about to burst every time he looked at me like that.Instead, I swallowed, feeling the taste of the soup on my tongue, and forced a shaky laugh. "You're such a mess, Harry. Literally."He let out a breath he didn't realize he'd been holding, a small, genuine smile breaking through the sarcasm. "Yeah, well… I guess we're both a little… stirred...up
Rosie's POVI was anxious, watching him steam up the stew and then return to hand it over to me while I sat, innocently like I didn't start a conversation that pissed him off."Which one of your mates caused that?" he asked even before I could lift a spoon and I flickered my eyes at him, swallowing."Mates?" I asked, confused as I reached out for the spoon, choking on my words."Damien or Austin?" He pressed on with no emotion in his tone as I took his seat opposite me.My shoulders jumped as I bared my eyes at him. He literally knows everything about me but him... All I know is that he's a businessman or maybe a secret thug or mafia.But he's not a werewolf, he's just a human.My eyes were on the bowl of soup, scanning it like I needed an answer before drinking the soup and anticipating his next reply."Austin," I replied in a shaky tone, and even my hands trembled as I dug the spoon into the soup, ready to take a bite."Why haven't you told your boyfriend yet?"I gasped as I almost
Harry's POVShe was the first I saw, wrapped in a coat and waiting for me. Her worried eyes had me thinking if she stayed up all night waiting.I felt terrible, wondering if the kids were safe, and I just stood there, staring at her.However, she heaved a sigh, running towards me. I didn't erase her memory just so she'd leave, but I was startled to find her."You came late," she whispered in a shaky tone as she stretched her hand towards her with a sad smile."You kept me waiting," she furthered, but I was staring at her hand, afraid to hold it because I'd break it.However, I walked past her, as if she never existed. I'd be placing a call to Dad to pick her up."You don't just walk away without apologizing!" She snapped, but then I didn't listen and just stepped inside."Harry!" She called, and when I almost took the stairs, she obstructed my path."And the damage? Who the fuck is paying for it?""Stop trying, Freya. Leaving is the best option right now," I coldly responded, but she
RosieI gasped at Austin harsh line and before I could even blink or give a response, these two broke into a fight."Stop!!!" I screamed but neither of them were listening and I just realized I was with a gun.I pointed it at them both but they were tumbling on each other with Damien pushing him hard.I didn't even know who to shoot and even when I shot the gun up, they didn't stop.Angrily, while they had yanked up, I aimed at them both and the bullet flies between them but this time, it snap pass damien's ear, giving him a signature similar to that of Austin."Both of you!!! Stop it!" I screamed roaring and almost immediately, they stopped but their hands were holding their collars.Damien hadn't even noticed his ear was bleeding."What is wrong with you! Is this the time to fight!! When we have an enemy we need to conquer!""I'm fighting him off you!" Damien spat glaring at me."Did I ask you for that!"
Harry.She was the first I saw, wrapped in a coat and waiting for me. Her worried eyes had me thinking if she stayed up all night waiting.I felt terrible, wondering if the kids were safe and I just stood there, staring at her.However, she heaved a sigh, running towards me. I didn't erase her memory just so she'd leave but I'm startled to find her."You came late" she whispered in a shaky tone as she stretched her hand towards with a sad smile."You kept me waiting" she furthered but I was staring at her hand, afraid to hold it because I'd break it.However, I walked pass her, like she never existed. I'd be placing a call to dad to pick her up."You don't just walk away without apologizing!" She snapped but then I didn't listen and just stepped inside."Harry!" She called and when I almost took the stairs, she obstructed my path."And the damage? Who the fuck is paying for it?""Stop trying Freya, leaving is the
Rosie"You don't get to threaten me because you know nothing!" Damien fires but I yelled to an extent that everything here began to viberate.Even I was terrified as both men turned to look at me. Suddenly, the building was trembling and I had to ask myself if I truly caused this without knowing it."If you both want to fight and kill yourself! Take me out of here first because right now! We are trapped and the building might collapse!!""what?" Austin mused and just after that exclamation, a rock almost dropped on him if Damien hadn't pulled him away.I can tell he has his heart in mouth as he kept looking at Damien like a savior."I just don't want anything to kill you except me!"Not him and his lines."This isn't the right time" I pointed out trying to avoid the concrete walls that were dropping now.Damien pushed Austin back as he runs to meet me at the door."What really happened here?" I asked but he seems
Amelia's POV.My breath caught in my throat the moment I saw Don Mateo step out of the bathroom. His dark hair looked shiny, and pretty much still wet. Spots of water slicked down his chest, stopping at his torso, which had a towel carefully draped around him there. His bulge was evident even unde
Amelia's POV.I tried to wrap my head around the room but I just couldn't. If one wasn't told, they could easily assume that this room belonged to me.That had me wondering, what if this was all some strange game? What if Don Mateo was trying to use me just
Amelia's POV.The option he was giving sounded like moving from the frying pan to the fire. How could I tell him that I wanted to be anywhere but close to him? He was nothing like Raymond. He was a raw temptation, the kind that had you doing things you shouldn't be doing in the darkness. He was
Mateo's POV. “Boss, I know where she lives,” Alan, my second in command, informed me as he plopped into the car.I turned around, swirling my glass as I nodded for him to give me the details. I'd seen her being kidnapped by the notorious goons known for selling off women to brothels, and I though







