LOGINMorning had come quickly,infact too quick for Aria's delight. Dominic's words kept echoing in her ears. “Tomorrow…..”Today was pregnant with it's own troubles and she was yet to face it. Looking out the windows to the outside world and yawning in sheer despair. She retreated towards the bathroom where she was to prepare for whatever the day holds against her. ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★Last night had been too fast,and the morning looking like it held a lot of secrets. Standing at his window….just like he does every morning.A routine.To soak up the first sunshine.“It holds so many treasures Riley” his mother's quiet voice kept on echoing in his head. And then….a flash of a face. The slave….the nameless slave. He realized he didn't had the time to ask her for a name. “Don’t go close to her Riley” The boss's warning nagged his ears.What does the boss have to do with that?? His brows furrowed forming a crease betwe
ANNA'S POV “The fuck…" Riley whispered. We quickly bowed down. “You almost fucking shot the boss," Jordan said. “I know, I know," I whispered back. "Boss," Riley nodded in acknowledgement, and so did we. "Instinct, Anna, don't fucking apologize," he chuckled darkly. “I almost shot you…sire." I courtesied again, but he just walked over to me as I stepped backwards. My heart racing at 100 beats per minute. Tapping his head like a child, he walks to his office while we follow. Jordan's face looked red. I knew she was about to burst into laughter. But I was going to allow it; it's not every day you get to see Riley and her laugh or even manage a common smile. ♠ ♠ ♠ ♠ ♠ ♠ ♠ ♠ ♠ ♠ ♠ ♠ ♠ ♠ ♠ Dominic motioned to them to sit. Turning a Romanée-Conti wine into a tumbler, he sat down, the expensive door shutting behind us by itself. Riley had manufactured it himself. “I need reports ... a good one," he deadpanned. Anna decided to speak first. First and foremost, we succeeded in o
Hearing the click on the knob sounded like a gunshot to Aria's ear and the door swung open,the cold air rushed in hitting her skin giving her goosebumps. With hands on her shoulders,she glanced up to meet with the one in a kind hazel eyes. Coming face to face with the guy she saw downstairs and she was just wrapped in nothing but a towel.She felt naked. Guys always had a way of making her feel insignificant, vulnerable and little. She bent her head as she constantly and desperately adjusting her hair falling out. Riley couldn't stop staring at this sin in a towel. She wasn't a guard nor was she one of the maids who spent their shifts trying to catch his eye in the hallways. He could hear her obvious deep breaths and wide panicked brown eyes. Water droplets tracked slowly, glistening down her shoulders disappearing into the knot of the towel held tight against her chest and sliding down her legs onto the floor…and his eyes??Followed that single drop down. He
She has been in the clan for days, and not once have they permitted her to leave.It felt as though today would be unique. She looked out the window and noticed a black truck arriving; three people got out, and suddenly half of the guards began leaping in joy.One of them appeared very gothic, clad entirely in black attire, sporting a nose ring, an eye ring, and black boots that seemed capable of feeding an entire family for a month. It seemed like Versace.There were a guy and two girls having a dark aura around them with stains of blood in their shoes. Sweat filled up in her temples.Everyone was in black attire except for one individual in a vibrant coat. She appearedtoo colorful yet beautiful and joyful. While everyone else descended, she was the only one who continued to leap with happiness as the other two walked off. Ω Ω Ω Ω Ω Ω Ω Ω Ω Ω Ω SCENE IN THE CLANThe clan was filled with guards and maids emerging to greet the Triple
His shoes echoed as he walked into the den.Some people called it the lion’s den except that whoever entered never came out alive. The sound of cane whips and distant gunshots greeted anyone foolish enough to step inside.Underworld boss.All famous dead-shot. Second-in-command. A man who despised anyone who dared compete with or challenge him. Under his rule, the Aurelian empire had become the most powerful force in Italy,both in business and in the underworld.The lights flickered on as he stepped fully into the room. Dominic stopped at the center, where a young man was strapped to an electric chair. The man was tattered,shirtless, trembling, wearing only his pants. A tattoo covered his back: the Aurelian insignia–an eagle’s eye with a red cross at its center.The man was sweating. Crying. Breaking.“Boss! Boss, please give me a second chance!” he sobbed. “I swear I didn’t do it” “I delivered the drugs exactly as you ordered. It wasn’t me!”Dominic tilted his head slightly.“Are y
“Lock her up and make sure she never comes out”. She replayed his cold voice over and over in her head as tears dripped down her cheeks. She sat by the window as the sun dipped behind the towering compound walls, looking like a reminder of her sorrows as its shadows went down.Beyond these walls were laughter, freedom and mainly peace. Why was she being punished all her life?? Was this her fate??Sitting by the window with knees drawn all the to her chest,she watched the “Boss”.Her Dominic drive away from the compound to God knows where. He had glanced like she was nothing but thin air sitting there.She didn't do anything to him,why was he being so cold? Yet despite his coldness,she felt attached.A knock came on the door,Aria gasped in shock as Lala barged in. She smiled sympathetically at Aria but then the boss had ordered all not to talk to her.She simply dropped the tray of food and left as instructed. Aria stared at the food, it's been two days since sh







