LOGINLiam's POV Harlan spread the papers in front of him as a dangerous poker hand. Photographs, arrest reports, accounting records, surveillance snapshots, all of them. I told my people to organize this perfectly for me. Harlan reached for the first piece, bringing it an inch away from Kaiden’s face.“See this? Marco ‘The Butcher’ Ruiz. You still owe him forty grand for that screw-up of yours from last year. He’s been looking for you. One little word from us, and you find yourself in gen-pop. What do you think he does with those who don’t pay their debts?”Kaiden’s Adam’s apple worked, but he gave his famous sneer. “You’re bluffing.”Harlan gave him a smile of his own and turned the page. “Armed robbery in Miami. Illegal firearms possession in Chicago. Intent to distribute enough to keep you locked up for twenty years. These guys? I think you’ll recognize them. Your Albanian partners from that warehouse business, they have a bullet with your name on it. The Mexicans whose cousin you scre
Liam’s POVJonathan moved his hand swiftly and I felt the bullet hole of his gun point at my chest. “Is this your way of forcing me to yield?” I spat without a care in the world, no anger evident in my voice. It had been replaced by calm, seething rage. I was outnumbered. I knew that, and he was pricking my ego. Unfortunately, I could act to get what I wanted but he went too far. My shoulders slung and I softened my gaze, smiled softly. He couldn't shoot even if he wanted to. It would be bad news for him if he killed a billionaire heir. Covering up would give his rivals access to take the chance and steal the spot. His spot.“It's your final warning to get the fuck out while I have my patience still in check.”I didn't back down, taking one more step so we were awfully close while his men flexed their forearms longer. Their fingers on the trigger. “I am tempted, Jonathan, to know how far you'll go.”“You shouldn't.” His smoke release matched the movement of his lip. I made no sudd
My phone rang on my desk after precisely four hours. There were no further instructions to the private investigator’s message. Coordinates. A club name. “Raven Clan. Jonathan Dean. VIP entrance only. I almost died getting this.”I responded immediately, "Well done. You'll get your balance.”I donned my coat and left before Gideon could speak. My ride took me directly to the club without stopping, lights flashing past me in a blur. My grip was tight on the steering wheel, jaw clenched in frustration. Nina had been missing for too long. Every passing moment weighed heavily upon my chest.The club lay hidden behind a steel door in the industrial area. There were no flashy signs, nor was there any line outside. Only two men who looked like brick walls stood in front of a lone light. I turned off my car and got out. One of the two stepped forward, his eyes cold.“Name.”“Liam Hampton.”He glanced at his cell phone and nodded once. The second guy did a pat down and took my cell phone and we
Anya POV“I'm so sorry. No one has to go through that.” Carla spoke as the camera focused on her. “And that's the news folks. Family drama and some greed can be deadly when it comes to family business and dynamics.”The segment wrapped with me looking broken yet brave. I rushed right home with a racing heart filled with excitement.Once I was in my room, I turned on my laptop and refreshed the news websites. My interview video had already spread all over. And the comments came pouring in."Anya is such a strong sister! Nina is toxic as fuck. Who does she think she is to take everything Anya has worked for.”"Anya is such a poor soul, she lost it all to a gold digging sister. Justice for Anya!""I don't get why no one drags this woman to jail. Nina is such a gold digger. She should face the law. Hashtag classic bitch."I beamed and ordered room service; steak, lobster, and some expensive wine. With each bite, I relished the delicious food while my notifications continued to ring. Fans
Anya’s POVSlamming the door to my room and tossing off my heels, letting them go flying across the carpeted floor, I couldn’t stop thinking about that ride back from Hampton Tower. Gideon escorted me out as if I was an undesirable package to be delivered, smiling sweetly, his hand on my elbow. "Mr. Hampton is in a closed meeting, Miss Beckett. I’ll make sure he knows you stopped by." Yeah, sure. Closed meeting, my ass. I wasn't that dumb to know he didn't want to see me. I stomped around my room in frustration, my toes digging into the plushness of the carpeting. Liam hadn’t even bothered answering my calls or texts since Nina went missing. Not once. I reached for my cell phone and started scrolling through our past conversation threads where he would respond instantly. Now? Not a peep from him as he hunted down that no-good girl.I had to do something. I needed to bring the focus back to myself before he brought her home as if she was some rescued treasure. I picked up my cell an
Nina’s POVI held my breath so tight my chest burned. My back pressed against the wall near the door as I muttered under my breath, "Oh God. Not now. Please." The sound of water still ran in the bathroom. I knew I had been caught the second my cane hit the floor. My heart hammered against my ribs. I would rather tiptoe out of here quietly than try to explain why I wandered into a man's room like some lost kid. I bent down slowly, fingers reaching for the cane. The moment my hand brushed the smooth wood, the bathroom door creaked open. I gulped hard, my throat dry. My mind raced through every bad thing that could happen if he stepped out. I straightened up fast and pushed one foot forward, ready to slip away. A presence filled the space behind me. Goosebumps raced up my arms so quick I thought I might drop right there. His deep voice cut through the silence. "What are you doing here?"Words stuck in my throat. I opened my mouth and everything came out jumbled. "I..erm....I didn't m
Nina’s POV"No! Absolutely not!" I screamed as I stood up so fast I almost fell. "You can't do this! I won't marry him like this!""Shut your mouth, Nina!" my father roared, his face twisting into a look of pure hatred."Liam, say something!" Anya wailed, leaping from the sofa with her face red and
Nina’s POVThe loud scream seemed to snap away the fog in my brain as I scrambled off the bed in panic. I got up so quickly, I stumbled and almost fell face flat on the bed, but I barely caught myself to see I was still wearing the dress from last night.Liam however, was completely naked as I drag
Nina's POV Liam’s grip on my upper arms was unyielding as my small world spiraled out of control because of how close we were standing."Nina?" he breathed deeply. He looked just as startled as I was as his deep blue eyes scanned my face, which I knew was all red and puffy from all the crying, cou
Nina's POVWanna escape?" Frida’s question didn’t even land before I quickly accepted."Yes," I breathed, the word rushing out of me as my mood felt better instantly. "Yes, Frida, get me out of here.""I am shifting the car into drive so slip out through the side terrace by the gardens. The guards







