EMILY'S POV I woke up to the soft rhythm of Dominic's heartbeat. His arms were wrapped tightly around me as though he was scared to let me go, scared that he would wake up and find me gone. The soft sheets tangled around our bodies. The air was thick with the remnants of the passionate night we'd shared. A night filled with love, desire and unsaid words. For the first time in days, I didn't go to sleep crying. Dominic stirred beside me and his eyes fluttered open. His fingers trailed up and down my arms softly. “Good morning.” He said, his voice husky and filled with sleep. “Not really. I don't want this moment to end.” I told him brushing a strand of hair away from his face. “Then it doesn't have to, we can make it last longer. We can enjoy the moment a little longer.” He said and pressed a kiss to my shoulders. I smiled up at him. We both knew that there was still a storm brewing. Daniella was still gone and Damien was probably somewhere planning to launch his next attack
DOMINIC'S POV The car roared to life as I sped out of the driveway. I could not believe that Damien had managed to slip through our fingers again. We had been so close to getting him, I could feel it. Then he eluded us once more. One thing was for sure, I was not going to let Damien get away with everything he'd done. My revenge was on its way. Victor was already at the warehouse when I arrived. He and the rest of the guys were already at work trying to locate Damien. “Have you found anything?” I asked. “Nope. I'm trying to search through the different airlines to see if we can find something. We know that it is very unlikely, especially with the fact that he has Crowley on his side, that they might have used other means or changed their identities.” Lorenzo explained. “Also, there might be a mole. Somebody who let Damien know that we were on to him.” Victor said. The whole place went quiet. One thing I hated with a passion was a mole. Apparently, people had not learnt thei
Emily POVStaring out the window of my car, I admired the beauty of the Moreno estate. It is such a shame that a family of this calibre is involved with so many illegal activities."Emily!" I heard my name through the earpiece. "This is Adam, remember the plan, do this once and get out immediately. You are Lena Grant, a high society event planner, don't forget that."Every single instruction he had dished out, I made sure to pay close attention. Being an undercover agent for the Central investigative office for several years comes with a lot of experience. I am not new to the task, but for some reason, I have an odd feeling about this operation. This is the third week that I have been rehearsing for the role after the case was brought before my desk, so the execution was never going to be a problem.Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath and stepped out of the vehicle onto the lawn of Moreno estate. The urge to just stand in awe and admire the beautiful piece of construction was heav
Emily POV He stared at the table where I dropped the folders and then back at my phone. As he approached me, I felt my heart pounding. "Maybe I never said this from the beginning, but I don't like it when people enter places that they are not supposed to be." He glared at me, while his voice was laced with venom. 'You have to leave now!' I heard Adam yell through my earpiece, but I am not the type of agent to run away from a challenge. I broke the last distance between the both of us, smiling despite seeing the anger in his eyes. "I am sorry if I broke into your private space, I cannot help but admire the decorations in the office," I said, pointing to the direction of the designs on the wall. My lie did not seem to have impressed him, as his expression was unreadable. The tension in the room was palpable and I began to wonder what could be going through his mind. "I think you will find out that the real beauty is in the view." He says, pointing to the city skyline, which
Three days later… Emily POV "I was scared you were going to blow up your cover, so I had to send forces on your behalf," Adam said, as we walked through the cell rooms. "I have spent several years as an undercover agent and not once have I blown my cover, I don't intend to do it with the Moreno family," I replied. We stopped at the solitary confined cell and Adams turned to look at me, worry written all over his face. "Are you sure you can handle him? Dominic may be calm, but there is no saying what he is going to do to you after you betrayed his trust." I understood Adam's worrying statement, the Moreno family must be out there looking to kill me, which is why I need to get the information from Dominic about his activities before leaving the country. "You don't have to worry about anything Adams, I will be fine," I assured him. He nods his head in understanding and the cell door is opened. "Good luck." He commented, before leaving. I took a deep breath and stepped into the
Emily POVDuring the endless hours of my flight, I was angry at the fact that Dominic had questioned my sexual life in the presence of everyone who had most likely listened to our conversation in the cell room. Never had anyone disrespected me in several years than he had done that very moment.When I arrived at my apartment, I noticed a strange black van parked opposite my apartment. Before my journey to the prison, there had been no cars across the street, which makes this one very suspicious.Regardless, I walked into the living room but stopped when a masculine scent hit my nose and this caused me to be alert, realising someone had broken into my space.When I dropped my bag on the couch, I heard the sound of plates dropping to the floor in my kitchen and a deep voice cursing. I reached into my purse for a pepper spray, ready to take on the intruder.My feet touched the floor quietly, as I moved towards the kitchen. My heart was pounding as I did not know what to expect. When I a
CHAPTER FIVE Emily POV"How is this possible? You can't be making calls from prison." I replied, still in disbelief."This cannot be possible. How are you receiving a call from the prison?" I asked, still trying to make sense of the whole thing."Because I am Dominic Moreno, I can do anything I want." He boasted. "I will suggest that you seal your lips or you can be rest assured that Erick will take care of you." His voice was threatening. I looked up at Erick and he raised his shirt, revealing a gun underneath his trousers, causing me to get even more scared."Why are you doing this?" I asked."I am not going to hurt you, Emily, I just want to see you again. I am hoping to see you soon?” I tried to speak, but he cut the phone."He wants me to see him," I revealed this to Erick, who shrugged his shoulders."Whatever the boss wants, he gets." He said with a shrug. "No, your boss is a problem to the city, a hard criminal who thinks he can get away with everything and I am going to
Emily POV By the time I woke up from my sleep, I looked around realizing I was in an entirely different environment. The room was built on luxury and I could tell from the king-size bed I laid upon and the marble floor. Slowly my head is flooded with memories of all that had happened. My last moment with Dominic and how he had abducted me, after an invasion into his private cell. I got out of bed and walked out of the room, the long hallway which had several rooms side by side, didn't sit well with me because I wanted to speak to someone...anyone to say the least. While walking through the hallway, my ear perked up at the sound of laughter coming from a far corner of the hallway. I instinctively turned towards the path, where the voices were coming from. "You are still the same rusty gangster." Dominic's voice caught my attention by the time I reached the door, where the laughter was coming from. "I am so glad that you took the time off at the cell, it appears it must
DOMINIC'S POV The car roared to life as I sped out of the driveway. I could not believe that Damien had managed to slip through our fingers again. We had been so close to getting him, I could feel it. Then he eluded us once more. One thing was for sure, I was not going to let Damien get away with everything he'd done. My revenge was on its way. Victor was already at the warehouse when I arrived. He and the rest of the guys were already at work trying to locate Damien. “Have you found anything?” I asked. “Nope. I'm trying to search through the different airlines to see if we can find something. We know that it is very unlikely, especially with the fact that he has Crowley on his side, that they might have used other means or changed their identities.” Lorenzo explained. “Also, there might be a mole. Somebody who let Damien know that we were on to him.” Victor said. The whole place went quiet. One thing I hated with a passion was a mole. Apparently, people had not learnt thei
EMILY'S POV I woke up to the soft rhythm of Dominic's heartbeat. His arms were wrapped tightly around me as though he was scared to let me go, scared that he would wake up and find me gone. The soft sheets tangled around our bodies. The air was thick with the remnants of the passionate night we'd shared. A night filled with love, desire and unsaid words. For the first time in days, I didn't go to sleep crying. Dominic stirred beside me and his eyes fluttered open. His fingers trailed up and down my arms softly. “Good morning.” He said, his voice husky and filled with sleep. “Not really. I don't want this moment to end.” I told him brushing a strand of hair away from his face. “Then it doesn't have to, we can make it last longer. We can enjoy the moment a little longer.” He said and pressed a kiss to my shoulders. I smiled up at him. We both knew that there was still a storm brewing. Daniella was still gone and Damien was probably somewhere planning to launch his next attack
DOMINIC'S POV “I like that she's doing better now,” Emily said after we left Anita's room and walked into ours. I held her hand and pulled her close to me. “I'm also glad she's doing okay. For a moment I was scared she'd never get back up.” She said, “She's a strong girl, I knew she would. And you? How are you doing?” “I guess I'm doing better too. It's still hard to wrap my head around, but every day feels a little easier.” She responded honestly. I pulled her into my arms and wrapped her in a warm hug. “Well, you know I am always here for you.” I pulled away from her and gave her a small kiss on the lips and was about to pull away when she pulled my head down and crushed her lips against mine. My body came alive. I'd missed her so much. It's been so long since we'd been together like this. “I missed you,” she murmured against my mouth. “I missed you, too,” I said and deepened the kiss. She jumped up and wrapped her legs around my waist. I pinned her against the door
EMILY'S POV The morning sun filtered into the room announcing the beginning of a new day. I blinked slowly and looked down to find Anita's small frame curled into me. Her breathing was soft and even her grip around my waist was tight like she was scared I would disappear. She'd come into the room the night before because she could not sleep. She didn't talk, she only laid in my arms and was quiet till we both fell asleep. I brushed a strand of hair from her face and placed a soft kiss on her forehead before lying back down. A few seconds later, Dominic walked into the room. He looked like he'd had a rough night and he didn't get enough rest. His eyes were red and he had dark circles under his eyes. “Good morning.” He said with a small smile on his face. “Good morning. Where did you sleep?” “On the couch in the office.” He said with a shrug. “Why didn't you join us? There's more than enough room.” I told him. “Yeah, but you both looked so peaceful I was scared that if
EMILY'S POV The rest of the days moved by quickly. We wanted to hold a small ceremony for Daniella. Dominic had her cremated so we could keep her with us, but we decided to hold the ceremony when everything had settled down. Dominic spent more time at home. When he wasn't out with Victor looking for Damien, he was at home. Anita would only speak to her father and eat when he was around. She had stopped crying, but she had not smiled even once. Her eyes didn't hold the same brightness that it used to have. It was like something in her had died along with Daniella and it hurt to see. I understood how she felt. “What are you thinking about?” Sofia asked as she walked into the room. I had totally forgotten that the door to my room was open. “Nothing really,” I told her with a soft smile on my face. She gave me a knowing look. “You know you can talk to me. I know things haven't been easy and I can see you trying your best to put on a brave face, but I see right through it. Victor
EMILY'S POV I was walking out of our room at the same time that Dominic was leaving Anita's room. His shoulders were sagged and he looked drained. His eyes were red from lack of sleep and they were filled with sadness. He looked like he was carrying the entire weight of the world on his shoulders. Our eyes met, and for some time, we paused. We didn't say anything. But the silence between us held so much meaning. It was filled with pain, agony, sadness, anger, guilt, fatigue and understanding. After a while, I reached for his hand and he took it immediately. He pulled me to him and wrapped his arms around my shoulders in a hug. My arms went around his waist and I buried my face in his chest with his face buried in my hair. There was no need to day anything. I felt the tension leaving both our bodies for a moment before we pulled away. “How is she?” I asked, referring to Anita. I had not seen her in a couple of days, and that was because I was too filled with my own grief; I fe
DOMINIC'S POV Early the next morning, I walked into Anita's room. She'd been hidden away there for days. She refuses to eat or talk to anybody. She spent most of her time crying. Emily was hurt, but Anita was almost broken. She didn't make friends easily and I suspected that it was because of this same reason—she could not bear the thought of losing them. Now she'd finally opened up herself to make friends and she'd gotten hurt in such a way that I wish I could shield her from. “Mi principessa,” I told her softly as I came to sit down on the bed where she lay curled up with tears streaming down her face. She didn't respond, she didn't even turn to acknowledge my presence. “Oh, honey. Please talk to me.” I pleaded. I brushed her hair softly. She still did not respond to me. “At least allow me to hold you,” I told her. She was quiet and I thought it'd be better to just sit with her quietly since she didn't want to talk. I just hated seeing her so filled up with grief. Just li
DOMINIC'S POV Emily's sob finally reduced into the soft breaths against my chest. I didn't move or speak, I just held on to her very tightly. I buried my face in her hair and breathed in the soft smell of strawberry that lingered in her hair. The silence between us was not uncomfortable, but it was heavy and necessary. It felt like there was so much to say, but we both were not quite sure how to say it yet. After a while, Emily shifted and she looked up at me. It hurt so much to see the pain in her face and the brokenness in her eyes. I wished that I could take the pain away from her and take it solely upon myself. “I miss her so much.” She admitted, almost like she'd been scared to do so all this while. “I know, Amore mio,” I said and bent to press a kiss to her forehead. I cupped her cheeks and pressed my forehead to hers. “I should have been there for her. I should have protected her better.” She said. I pulled away from her and searched her eyes. “Don't blame yourself
DOMINIC'S POV The weather was cold, I could feel it through my thick coat. I stood outside one of my new warehouses where we had set up a headquarters. Victor, Barry, Ezra and I were going through every single intel that we could find on where Damien could be. Guards surrounded the building and Victor's estate. We could not take a chance. It was frustrating not knowing where he was. It felt like he'd disappeared like a ghost, which was impossible. Nobody could delete themselves from the earth unless they were dead which I knew he wasn't. He was licking his wounds somewhere, giving himself time to heal before he emerged again. He and his accomplice Steven Crowley. He thought he could hide, but I was out for him and once I laid my eyes on him, I was going to end him. For the pain he caused my family, he would suffer, and in a way, killing Damien and Crowley was a way to redeem myself. I could see it in her eyes—though she didn't say it— that Emily blamed me for what happened and I