DOMINIC'S POV “You can't really give him the entire shipment,” Barry said after I explained to him what Luca had demanded. “I am not going to, I just want him to think that I am,” I explained. He let out a sigh of relief. “That's better, but what is the plan?” “We have one week to find who the snitch is. When we do, we will try to get the location from them before we end them.” I said and then turned to look at Ezra. “Hope your legs are getting better; we will need you once we find whoever this fucker is". “Yes, boss. I can't wait to get my hands on them.” “Barry, are you any closer to finding out who amongst the three is culpable?” “Not yet, but I'll keep watching out.” “We need to interview the three of them one at a time. Maybe we can start with Enzo.” I muttered. “But we can't let it be known that we are conducting an interrogation. Bring Enzo to me.” Barry nodded, and then he left, and Ezra followed behind him. I leaned back in my chair, my fingers clasped together as I
ANITA'S POVI let out a groan as the pain from the rope tied tightly around my wrist bit into my flesh. I knew it was probably for the best for me to stop moving so much, but I couldn't help it. My arms hurt and the fact that I had been sitting for so long had become very uncomfortable. I just wanted to be away from this place. What was taking my father so long? “If you keep moving, the bruises will only get worse. Just sit still.” Dani said. She was very still, unlike me who was restless. She had been able to remain calm and I envied her for it. “How can you be so still? Aren't you uncomfortable?” I asked her. She turned to look at me. “I am used to things like this already. Plus, we have no choice but to wait for your father to come for us. There is no other possible way out of this.” I looked around the warehouse and shook my head. “There has to be a way out.” Just then, Luca and two of his men walked into the room. He had a mean-looking smile on his face as he walked closer t
DOMINIC'S POV My blood was boiling with rage as I looked at the footage that Emily had pointed out to me. She really had a trained eye because I had looked at that footage so many times but I didn't catch it. I could not believe it—Vancini was the one who had betrayed me. After my interview with Enzo yesterday, I was getting ready to interview Vancini later in the day, but now there was no use for it. I picked up my phone and dialled Barry's number. “Barry, I want you to get Vancini to the basement immediately!” I barked into the phone after Barry had answered. “Okay, boss. I'm on it.” When I ended the call, I turned to look at Emily. She was still looking at the screen as though she was trying to find something else. “You have a very good eye,” I admitted. “Maybe you should consider allowing me to work with you.” She said seriously. I didn't give a response to that. This was not the time to be having that argument. All I wanted to do was get my hands on Vancini and squeeze so
DOMINIC'S POV “This is the location,” Barry said as he handed me a piece of paper. I took the paper from his hand. I stood up, the adrenaline rushing through my body. “Is he dead?” I asked. “He's not dead yet, but by my predictions, he should bleed out in an hour,” Barry said. I nodded my approval at him. I could always trust him and Ezra together. Individually, they were great, but together, they were a force to be reckoned with. “Okay, get the men ready. We are going to have a meeting in the warehouse. I want everybody there in thirty minutes. By tonight, we are going to attack Luca's safehouse and get the girls.” I ordered. “On it, sir,” Barry said with a nod and walked out of the office just as Emily was walking in. “We've been able to get the location. My men and I will be going there tonight to get the girls.” I informed her. Her eyes lit up and she let out a sigh of relief. “I am so glad to hear that. So what is the plan?” “I am going to discuss that with the men. W
ANITA’S POV“You are not taking those girls anywhere.” One of Lucas's men voice said with a threatening voice. “Oh yeah? Try and stop us.” Soon the men got into a fight while Dani and I stood by and watched the whole thing unfold. In only a matter of time, my father’s men had taken down Luca’s men and then we were on the move again. When we got to the front of Luca’s estate, I could spot my father and Luca in a fight. I wanted to run towards them, but one of the men grabbed a hold of me and pulled me back. "Your father instructed us to take you to safety. He will join us once he is done here.” The man said as he carried me away. My heart hammered in my chest with fear that something would happen to my father. ***DOMINIC’S POVFinding the location for Luca’s safehouse where he kept the girls had been easy. He had kept them in his estate compound this whole time, further proving how reckless he was. I would have assumed that he would have at least kept them in a more secluded area
EMILY’S POVJust as the girls left, Dominic walked into the living room covered in blood. I didn’t even realise I had been so worried about him, despite being angry with him. I let out a sigh of relief as I rushed over to him and he pulled me in for an embrace. When things like this happen, the possibility of someone dying is very high, especially for Dominic who is always in front of the battle. “I am so glad you are okay and that this whole nightmare is over,” I told him when we finally pulled away from each other. I could see the dark look in his eyes, the one he got whenever he wanted to kill someone or after killing someone. “It isn’t over—that part is, but I just got a message from my sources; the FBI has traced Adam’s last whereabouts to the estate. We need to leave immediately.” He said. My heart sank as my mind tried to process the information. If I ran away with Dominic, that would be the nail in my coffin. I would never be able to work for the federal agency again. Domi
DOMINIC’S POVAfter I left Anita’s room, I went into Emily’s room to make sure that she was packing. If Emily didn’t come with me, I would lose my mind. She had already become a part of me and I could not lose her. I would do everything to keep her by my side, even if that meant kidnapping her. When I walked into her room, she was packing her bags. “I am glad that you have come to your senses,” I told her. She stopped packing and turned to look at me. “I am not coming with you. I am going back to America.” My blood began to boil. “Why do you always have to be so fucking stubborn? You will do no such thing.” I barked out. “You cannot tell me what to do.” She said and went back to packing. I walked slowly to her and stood behind her. Then I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close to me. Her back was against my chest and her ass was pressed up against my hard cock. “I am not giving you a choice,” I whispered in her ears. I wrapped my hand gently around her neck. I could se
EMILY’S POVWhen Dominic left the room, I collapsed onto the bed. My body was still shaking from the aftermath of what had just happened. Not just from the intense climax, but from the anger I was feeling. I could not believe that Dominic had used my craving for him to make me do his bidding. What upset me more was the fact that I was not as angry about it as I should be. In fact, I really liked how he took and owned my body. Somehow, Dominic had sucked me into his dark and twisted world. What he did was not okay so why did I enjoy it so much? I hated how much power that he held over me. I hated the fact that he was right. I had experienced him so much that the thought of being without him caused me pain. The thought of leaving him and going back to my old life in America—if there was even a life to go back to felt hollow. But even though the way that he had used my desires to manipulate me was something that I was not going to let go of. That man was insufferable. I got up and put
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