Derinem sat back on the chair, staring at the man in front of him on the other side of the desk, still surprised to see him there.Silence prevailed in the office, with his two bouncers standing at the door. Derinem knew he was taking a risk by being there, but what if he took a chance? The goal was for him and Maya to leave the hidden house alive."It is so unlike you to come at night, Don. That's your brother's thing." Giovanni sat up, his eyes on the demon before him.Only one thing would have brought him there."I came to get Maya. Bring her out."The audacity! Giovanni clenched his teeth, sneering at the proud idiot who had just walked into his den without his men.But knowing this one, he had to be careful."Who is Maya?"Derinem couldn't hold back a little chuckle; he placed his chin on his hands and said, "Giovanni, come on; don't be a coward. You were brave enough to kidnap her. Own up to it."The older man snorted. Here he was, just Giovanni, but in daylight, in the view of e
Damon sucked on his cigar, watching Jack zip up the last body in the bag. The small room where they were was illuminated by red lights, causing more chill for anyone who passed by that door.Even then, they could still hear the blast of music coming from the main pub as music bounced from wall to wall toward them.Dancing and sweaty bodies gliding against each other, making it hard to pass without coming in contact with the mouth of a drunk straight to your nose If you weren't Don.He glanced at the ceiling, blowing the smoke away. He had been here longer than usual, sorting out business, especially betrayal to the Mafia. And he was surprised there were many of them posing as loyal followers. He stared at the gun in his hand and the bodies on the floor. It came with repercussions.Jack, cleaning his bloody hands on his suit pants, walked towards him, leaving the rest of their men to do the work. Damon offered him a cigar, and he picked one out, sniffing against the brown wrapping."Cap
"I missed everything about you, Maya," he continued, trailing the murmurs against her lips, parting the robe with his hands while he planted kisses into her, butterflies dancing in her belly.Suddenly he stopped to look at her face, discomfort tearing at her from every angle. Her head was filled with silent prayers, hoping he wouldn't see her pain and spot the injuries. If Derinem were right, the balm would ensure no scar remained after a day.He stood up straight, and she quickly lowered her face away from the eyes that bore into her face."where's Derinem?"The name sent sparks flying down her neck, making her hair rise. She swallowed and whispered, "I don't know, Maestro."He smiled, folding his sleeves up his arms, "good thing you don't know." He walked to the door, saying, "I'll be back," He was gone, quietly closing the door behind him.She heaved a sigh of relief and sat back gently on the bed, her fingers patting her cheekbone.He was back, her freedom cut short, and something
She stood by the window, looking down at Sir Derinem, pushing Luca's wheelchair down to the opened car, and one of Damon's men putting sealed boxes into the booth.It was already evening—in fact, eight on the dot—when Lina bombarded her as she was fixing her cover-up makeup to prepare for bed. Lina had told her that Sir Derinem was leaving, and she was skeptical until she went to the window to see this.She couldn't believe it was happening, opening and closing her eyes against what she knew was reality.Sir Derinem was leaving, going back? Had she done something wrong to make him leave? Was it because of what happened the night before?She heard Lina behind her, banging and zipping away with more force than was needed. Maya was scared she would ruin something or even hurt herself.She knew the girl was angry, and when she turned to see her red face snooping around, looking for a chore to take her anger out on, it was confirmed."Lina?" she called her softly, "are you ok?""No, Madame,
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He played with the silence, making her wait with shaky knees and cold feet, making her crumble while he watched her.His coldness wasn't anything anyone wanted to cross, especially Maya Alfredo, whose warm innocence was about to be quenched by a monster who wouldn't give a damn if she died or not as long as she obeyed him.He sighed, walking to the light switch and touching it. He looked at her, his hair falling over his face, that innocent look he kept hidden spreading over his countenance. "Why don't we answer this question in the dark, Maya?"She was shaking her head, and her hands were reaching up to him when the switch clicked, letting darkness seep in and rendering her blind and at his mercy. Her body shook as she stood in the dark in terror."I ask the questions." She heard him say while she strained her eyes, hoping to make out his outline."Where were you when you got kidnapped?" Judging from his voice, he was still at the switch."I—I—I..." He didn't let her finish; his chuc
Maya had a book in hand and sat in the manor's garden, reading through words but still not taking anything in, staring at the brown paper and caressing printed words, but no matter how she tried, her head was still not in it.She couldn't still believe she was in this situation; how in the hell did she even find herself here? A stupid piece of paper with her signature on it ruined her life.She sighed, dropping the book beside her, and wondered what would happen if she left and what was in the papers. But then a man who could waylay the president wasn't someone she wanted to mess with. He was going to destroy her without blinking.Maya stood up, pacing while touching flower petals and blooms. She must admit, Derinem did an excellent job in this garden, turning it from clumps of bushes into something that could make your mouth drop staring at its mashup of colors.He was gone. She had to swallow the bitter truth; he tried to help her, and she ruined everything by roaring allegiance to p
He pushed the papers back into their drawers, hoping to clear his desk before he left this workplace; he needed the air of the outside world anyway. He felt Luca's eyes on him and faced the black orbs, frowning, "What are you looking at?"Luca shrugged, "Nothing much.""good. Didn't want to hear anyway.""You're getting Gretta worried being in this place twenty-four seven," Luca said it anyway, "and you know how she gets when she's worried."Derinem pushed the last pen into the drawer, shutting it, "she's worried I haven't told her how Damon fares.""You're overthinking it," Luca sat up straight, knowing he had brought up a sensitive topic; he could see the pain spreading on Derinem's face."I know, right," he smiled, taking his fingers through his hair, grabbing the glass again, and heading to the booze; he raised his refilled cup to Luca, "sometimes I know I hide from her; what if she reads on my face what happened to her granddaughter?""You have to forgive yourself first, Derinem.