LILLIANA
Our eyes locked—no warning, no soft lead-in. They snapped to each other like magnets forged in fire, refusing to waver. It didn’t matter that we weren’t alone in the room. The world around us dulled into static, and every person became peripheral. For that one breathless moment, it was just us. Him and me.
“Let’s give them some privacy,” Mia’s voice sliced through my daze, gently anchoring me back to reality. I blinked, momentarily remembering her warmth—the first to greet me with a bear hug when I’d shown up unannounced, drenched in uncertainty.
Viktor offered a small, restrained smile on his way out, a subtle act that was probably the most emotion he could spare. Samantha rested a soft hand on my shoulder, her touch light but grounding, before she too exited. The door closed with a final thud that seemed to echo in my chest.
I stood frozen.
Relieved.
Conflicted.
Exhausted.
Drenched in the storm of too many feelings,
DOMINICThe place where we drove next couldn’t exactly be termed as a church even though the rusty board read, ‘Christ Lutheran Church’. The place was draped in thick cobwebs on every surface with heavily cracked and stained glass windows. It was more of a safe haven for homeless junkies. A few of them were scampering around, snorting or injecting the substance and paid no heed as Aurora and I dragged a woman, cuffed and gagged, towards the attic. As expected, the two men I had assigned earlier were already there and waiting. Taking the gagging out, I yanked her closer. “Sophia, meet your husband, Frank.” I pointed at the man donned in a leather jacket and faded jeans. Like every player with an ace card, Frank has been mine. The man hated crowds or people in general, and coincidentally, I found him in a homeless shelter I had once volunteered for the charity. Why, don’t ask. Anyway, a fight broke out, and the unenthusiastic way he dismantled the three row
DOMINIC Taking my eyes off the road, I glanced at her a few times and then focused ahead. Beside me, Aurora was sitting calm, collected, and awfully quiet. A stark contradiction of her regular personality. Absently and quite often, she would reach out and touch the rose gold band around her throat: a benevolent, but sexiest nonetheless, collar, gifted by none other than Marco. It was so evident that she was missing him, and so annoying that she stubbornly disagreed. On top of that, some poor man’s Linkin Park rock music was blasting from my speakers. When did my choice in music get so terrible? On the next red light, I turned it off and tried to be conversational. “So, are we going to pretend that you are not being weird again?” I asked. “Shut up, look ahead and drive, Dominic,” she deadpanned, pointing at the green signal. “Your lack of emotions is fascinating, Aurora,” I said, flooring the gas pedal. “Some days, I even
DOMINIC “So, do we have a plan?” Mia asked as she poured the orange juice into her glass. “Or are we going to kidnap every potential enemy walking on this earth and stuff them in our basement?” It was a late breakfast session for the entire family, but as long as we sat together, it didn’t matter. Aurora returned shortly after Lilliana and I came down. Given how silent she was and judging by the bruises on her exposed skin, it was pretty clear that Carlos didn’t go down without a fight. But it wasn’t her first fight with the cartel brutes, and possibly not the last either. “That wouldn’t be a bad id—” Viktor kicked my legs from under the table and took over. “Everything is in place. We just have to make Sophia spit out the name of who leaked the video to the press.” “We have less than two hours before they realize that Sophia is taken,” Lilliana added. “Less than two hours to get the name out of her and put her in front of the media
LILLIANAA hand kept tugging at my elbow until I finally let go and jerked myself away. I might actually thank Viktor later for keeping me from murdering her, but right now, I wanted to punch him instead. “Never did I think in my life that I would have to say this, but let’s not get carried away.” He sighed and turned to her. “Sophia, give us the name of the idiot who spilled the news to the media, and you can go back to your one million followers.” The pain must have subsided, given the way she bared her teeth like an ugly hyena. “I know what you both are trying to do,” she sneered. “Good cop-bad cop? Like that’s going to make me talk.” “This is hilarious,” I muttered dryly and looked at Viktor, who was evidently offended for being tagged as a ‘good cop.’ Sophia practically crapped on his reputation of being the bad guy in a room. And right now, he was standing in a room with two girls. “Is that what you think? We are playing a fucking script here? Ta
LILLIANAWhy did I even think I could work with him?Now that I think of, Dominic has always been right. His brother was a giant pain in the…everywhere. He has a God-complex, awful temper and doesn’t follow the protocol at all. For fuck’s sake, he was supposed to be an accomplice and not the fucking-vampire-slayer.I had a plan – a full-proof plan where Viktor and I would pay a visit to Sophia. While I intimidate her, maybe pull a few punches just for the heck of it and get the fucking name of the idiot who gutted us in the media, Viktor would deal with her father, Roberto Bianco.Digital footprints were gone, but shady deals always left behind some kind of a paper trail. Even criminals needed assurances that they won’t be fucked with later.But the entire plan went down the drain. Because – Viktor was being himself.His rich, arrogant ass decided to spin the whole thing around. Once, he had stubbornly refused to go
LILLIANAOur eyes locked—no warning, no soft lead-in. They snapped to each other like magnets forged in fire, refusing to waver. It didn’t matter that we weren’t alone in the room. The world around us dulled into static, and every person became peripheral. For that one breathless moment, it was just us. Him and me.“Let’s give them some privacy,” Mia’s voice sliced through my daze, gently anchoring me back to reality. I blinked, momentarily remembering her warmth—the first to greet me with a bear hug when I’d shown up unannounced, drenched in uncertainty.Viktor offered a small, restrained smile on his way out, a subtle act that was probably the most emotion he could spare. Samantha rested a soft hand on my shoulder, her touch light but grounding, before she too exited. The door closed with a final thud that seemed to echo in my chest.I stood frozen.Relieved.Conflicted.Exhausted.Drenched in the storm of too many feelings,