Ace Filip and I heard a gunshot from where Matt was and we ran. No one was supposed to be in there as per my orders and there was a gun sound. I breathed a sigh when I saw my grandfather and I frowned and walked to him and saw Matt coughing and wheezing with a chain on his neck. On the ground, there was the body of someone I didn't recognize. “How did you get in?” I asked. “Same way he did,” he pointed at the man on the ground. “What the hell happened?” I asked with a frown. This shouldn’t have happened. I looked at Filip, “This is all your fault. I thought I told you to fix security.” “Your security is weak,” Matt stretched his neck looking at me, “I wonder how you have survived this long.” he cleared his throat. “It’s because people fear the name, but you have been reckless. The both of you!” my grandfather shouted. “Untie him,” he ordered. “You must be joking. Don't come to my house and tell me how to handle things.” I said, looking at him. “That man is responsible for every
Filip We were not Spanish, but my grandfather loved calling me Nino. I wasn’t a kid anymore, but he had never stopped calling me that ever since I was young. Whoever the Spanish girl that broke his heart back in the day scarred the old man for life. Even after finding my grandmother, he still loved speaking a few Spanish words. “Nino.” he called, and I strode and walked in step with him, “What happened to that girl I heard you loved from your grandmother. The church girl. Are you still together or are you back to messing around with the secretary?” He asked. “Grandpa,” I whispered, "Keep your voice down," I sighed just as Ruby was pacing a few meters from us on her phone. She was frowning a lot, and I wondered if she was talking with Dave. Jealousy bubbled inside me and I wanted to chat with her, but I couldn't. “You know, when I met your grandma. She was dating a cop, but she chose me. She even convinced him not to arrest me for having a firearm. You love that girl, don’t you? W
Ace I hated acting irrationally, but he had to die. I was tired of his blabbering and there was something about my grandfather and the way he was looking at Matt that was rubbing me off the wrong way. He was showing signs of leniency. We never show mercy. I don’t have time for mercy, especially when the person was disrespecting me. I will take my chances of finding Theo without pounding the information out of him. “Grandpa. I respect you but need to stay out of this,” I asked, looking at Matt, who seemed happy to get me mad. “Matt is family,” he said. I scoffed and laughed as he continued, “My grandson,” he proudly declared. “WHAT?” I kept my gun on Matt as I looked at my grandfather. My ears were ringing at the words he just spoke. “Is this some kind of joke?” Matt said with a scowl. “I have a brother?” As I looked at him, I asked, almost choking on my own words. I shook as I tried to hold the gun still, but I couldn’t. I moved back, rubbing my temple. “NO.” I bellowed. "Now is
Matt Arnold spoke as he walked to stare outside the window. I couldn’t ask or speak as I waited for him to gather his thoughts before he spoke again and explained this ludicrous revelation. I looked back at Ace, who glared back at me. This was my truth to tell, but I wanted to know how he got to be in possession of the toy I lost when Constantine Romano took me. His explanation better be something else. I refuse to hear anything that aligns with us being a family. I can not be related to such monstrous people. They are heartless killers. Monsters who need to be killed before their spawns fester the earth. “I had a son, Silas,” Arnold began, and I looked at him with a scoff. Anyone can name their child Silas. This was a coincidence. "I found out too late that he was my son." I sat shaking my head at the lies of this old man. My father would have told us he had a family. “I met this girl, Sandra, one summer a couple of months before I met your grandmother,” he said, looking at Ace
Matt “You are going to let me walk out of here. I need you to order your men to get where you were keeping me and lock them inside. Do it Ace or else I will kill him and take my chances.” I hissed, holding the paper knife, almost drawing blood. "I will kill him. You know I will." “You are out of your mind if you think I will let you out of this room,” Ace responded. "Your little treat does not work on me. Put the little knife down." “Ace put the gun,” his grandfather ordered. “I got him,” Ace said. I shifted my body to hide from any shots as I moved my eyes around, watching Filip point a gun at me, too. This is going to be tricky, but I will take my chances. “Do as he says,” Nico went and stood in front of Filip. “Grandpa, out of the way,” Filip huffed. “He won’t do anything,” Arnold said. “Put your guns down.” “You want to bet?” I tightened my grip and Ace moved forward. “Move and I will slit his throat.” I warned. “Put the knife down,” Ace said, refusing to stop. “I will k
Ace “I hope you are happy?” I said as we walked into the office. There was no point looking at the chopper that had disappeared into the air. Matt was gone already. I had to find another way to go after him. I rubbed my eyebrows with my fingers and stared at my grandfather. "Why did you help him get away?" I stood looking at him, trying to calm my inner rage but breathing slowly, but was not working. "Why?" I hissed. “He is a Torane just like you and it’s your job to make things right for our family’s sake.” my grandfather said, giving me a stern look. “He is not my family,” I growled, looking at him, my fists clenched. "Stop saying we are something that we are not. That man you let leave is no family of mine." “He is blood whether you like it and you have to promise me you will bring him back home, too.” I laughed, looking at him. This was a laughing matter, but there is no way in hell I was going to bring Matt home. Home? The man had no home with me or this family. Whate
Elisa I wasn’t worried, but I needed an update from Benji. I would hate for Matt to be alive and know that he was a Torane. Maybe I shouldn’t have sent Ace’s grandfather the tip so soon. I shook my thoughts. I was thinking too much. Everything was under control. I was on top of everything. My plan would not fail. I walked into the room where I had dumped my brother with Diya. They seemed to be lost in their own thoughts. I smiled at that. If they were become too friendly, they would end up scheming. I tapped my heels and walked to them. This was a marvelous sight. “Here to gloat?” Thomas spoke and Diya looked up. “As a matter of fact, yes,” I nodded, “I also came to see how my prisoners were doing?” I grinned. “That bed seems big enough for the two of you.” I mused, checking my nails before clicking my tongue. "Are you too settling in nicely?" “How long do you plan on keeping me here?” Thomas asked. “For as long as I want,” I said. “You need to know how it feels like to be held b
Ruby Everything that was happening in this house was not normal. I was trying to get Filip to take a moment to tell me what they were doing or how they were going to get Diya back, but he was not telling me anything. His grandfather and Ace’s grandfather had shown up and left. The air around was even thick, as if something bad was going to happen. I wanted to help or see what I could do, but Filip seemed to move up and down and running around a lot. It was making me tenser. “Hey, can we talk?” I asked. “Can we do it later? We are in the middle of something here,” Flip rush out the words. “Filip, now,” I said. “Ruby,” he sighed, looking at me, “Listen, I have to get Matt back. We have his location. He knows where Diya and Theo are and our only chance to get them.” he looked at me softly. "I promise we will talk soon." “What can I do?” I looked at him, feeling hopeful. “Right now, nothing,” he added, “I have to go,” I nodded. "I'll be back," he kissed my temple. I sighed as he