MasukMeanwhile in California, Elena and her parents were finishing up breakfast when there was a knock at the door. Despite the early hour, Elena had a sinking suspicion she knew who it was. She let Noah open the door this time."Good morning, little bro," Cameron greeted enthusiastically.The well-dress
Massimo didn't have time to object to Luca's proposal. Suddenly, more CO2 alarms were going off. Massimo couldn't mistake that shrill noise—not when it sounded like it was coming from the whole building.Last time, Luca had hacked into the alarms, he had only targeted one area. From the sounds of it
"Did you hear that?" one man asked. "It sounded like it came from here.""Isn't that room supposed to be locked?" another asked.Massimo heard three sets of rapidly approaching footsteps. They couldn't enter this room. Otherwise, Massimo would be screwed.He'd get arrested. He'd doom the mafia. And
"On it," Luca quickly replied. "There's a CO2 alarm nearby where the guard is stationed, right?"Massimo quickly glanced out from his hiding space. "Looks like it," he stated."Perfect."Before Massimo could ask any follow up questions, the CO2 alarm by the security booth started loudly beeping and
"Remember," Luca whispered from the ear piece, "you're looking for where their database is stored. That should be downstairs and then straight down the hall. If it's not, then there are still a few other places we can look.""Roger that," Massimo replied.He didn't voice his skepticism—namely that i
"How are things going with you?" Elena asked."I'm fine, but more importantly, are you?" Aria immediately texted back. "The last thing I heard was that whole disaster with Massimo and then you went silent for days! Did he kidnap you or something?""Sorry, I forgot to keep you updated with everything
Elena panicked.Truth be told, she didn't know her husband's name. His signature on the marriage certificate was worse than hers, truly becoming outright illegible. She had seen what looked like a large cursive "M" but that was all she could make out.And Mr. Fabio normally just called him "brat" or
"It's because seafood is a delicacy in many places of the world. People like to feel superior to others.""So what, people will lie and say a chewy dead fish is delicious so long as they know other people can't eat it?""Pretty much. Have you ever actually tried caviar? It's like eating liquid salt.
"Anything?" Massimo repeated.His tone made Elena regret the offer, but she still nodded her head anyways. This was the path she had chosen for herself, and she wouldn't be swayed."Would you cut off your fingers for me? Whore yourself out to any man I point at tonight? Put a bullet between your par
One day, Elena would not be money-motivated, but that would be after she paid off her $700,000 in student loans. For now, she recognized that having an extra $50,000 towards that debt and her additional living expenses was too good to pass up.Not that her boss really gave her much of a choice.The







