Alessia’s POVThey kept me in the dark, literally and figuratively that I wondered what was the difference between hell and reality.My hands were bound behind me with zip ties that cut into my skin every time I dared to shift. A strip of filthy duct tape stuck my lips shut, making my breathing erratic through my nose, and the only thing louder than the sound of my panicked breath was the cold silence that surrounded me.I don’t know how long I sat there. Minutes? Hours? Time felt warped in that hellhole. My only source of light came from the surveillance screen mounted in front of me like some twisted theater display for me to watch.And on it… was Leo. It was the most heart wrenching and disgusting sight ever that made me whimpered.He looked battered, bloody and broken on his knees like a goddamn animal. His face swollen on one side, split lip dripping crimson, and his chest rising and falling in shallow bursts. I gasped behind the tape and cried so hard.My husband who would do an
Leo's Pov"No choice now, huh, Leo?”I coughed out a breath and spat at his feet. “36490. It's in my safe in my VIP bedroom. Go fetch it, mutt.”Viktor’s eyes lit up like a junkie getting his next hit. “See? Fuck! That wasn’t so hard.”I ignored him and twisted my hands with the iron chains on me but that bitch hurt like hell. He stood up and turned toward the steel door and my sister—the psycho with murder in her mascara was leaning there like some final boss.She was obsessed with me as always and I'm tired of these sick games. If not for the blood running in the same veins as mine, I would have killed her way too long ago.“You dearest sister came to pay you a visit, I'm so emotional right now.” Viktor called, tossing her a gun like it was a fucking party favor. “Have your fun with him. He’s all yours but don't bomb my den with explosives.”She caught the gun mid-air, eyes gleaming as she nodded at him.“Finally! You’ve got no idea how long I’ve waited for this, Leo.” She grinned a
Leo's POVI didn't know how long I'd stayed here, but it shouldn't be up to 48 hours since Viktor left. I spat blood to the side, tasting the copper and dirt.My vision was wrecked, one eye swollen shut and the other barely hanging on. Those bastards had done a number on me. My knuckles were bruised from hitting that reinforced steel wall, but it didn’t mean shit to me. Pain was old news. Betrayal? That was the real venom burning through my veins.Across from me, Viktor sat like he was in some five-star fucking lounge, legs crossed, his smirk dragging across the bruised mess of my pride. That motherfucker had balls, I’d give him that. Too bad I was going to cut them off and make him eat ‘em before I was done.“You look like shit, Leo…sorry about that.” he said, voice smooth like he hadn’t just ordered a firing squad on my empire. "Guess that’s what betrayal does to kings buy you're making it really ha
Leo's POVThere’s nothing quite like waking up with your face splattered across every damn billboard in New York, labeled "Most Wanted" like I was some kind of urban legend. The goddamn media was having a field day, feeding on the blood they thought I spilled, twisting truths like it was their birthright and calling me all sort of twisted names , going as far as calling me a pedophile just to get the public's outrage. Wow! Fucking great to twh reputation I've been trying so hard to build for years.CNN, TMZ, hell—even the Weather Channel threw my mug up on the screen like a damn forecast of doom.I watched from the crack in the rusted door of this concrete shit hole they dared to call a holding cell. It was more like a grave. Which station has these poor facilities? Even if I'm facing a trial, am I not supposed to be in the damn Interrogation room? No daylight, no damn ventilation, just me, four walls, and the lingering scent of piss and betrayal. I wasn’t chained up like some crim
Alessia's POVFew hours ago….I knew I shouldn’t have left the damn house especially when Leo's words were still echoing in my head like a mantra. "Don't leave the house Alessia. They might use you against me. You’re my fucking weakness at the moment."But I did it anyway. Because I’m a stubborn idiot who thought maybe, just maybe, I could fix what I broke without anyone getting hurt.I wasn’t going to expose him anymore, I wasn’t going to rat him out again. I just wanted to tell the journalist to back off, and return the files, to forget Leo existed before something irreversible happened. I tried reaching out o my friend, the very first person I sent everything to in ye first place but she had suddenly gone MIA, I don't want to do the anymore because despite the blood behind the chaos, and his goddamn temper, Leo had a heart that beat solely for me and he shamele
Leo’s POVThe bastard was still breathing. Pheew….what a miracle, really.I transferred the bloody aggression, trying so hard not to believe what he spewed.Blood ran down the slope of Viktor’s brother’s broken nose, pooling at the corner of his mouth. His shirt was soaked through, clinging to his twitching torso, and I could see the stain spreading across the cracked marble beneath him. He was sobbing now, but I didn’t give a fuck. The only reason I hadn't snapped his neck yet was because of what he just said.Alessia.My wife.The supposed backbone of my chaos, the reason we got into an agreement was pure business, cover my shit up and I'll protect you but I got so whipped in her pussy and I wasn't thinking straight anymore.Emio was somehow right, I've been fucking distracted that I didn't know my wife was pointing a gun to my head. I was so lost in revenge, in plotting my sister's downfall for