Third Person’s POV“We found him, sir.” A muscular man said as soon as Mr. Mavero Croven arrived on his office.“Where is he?” Mr. Mavero asked and removed his tie.“We brought him to the warehouse.”“Did he spit out anything?”“Our men are torturing him to make him speak up.”Mr. Mavero walked over the door, “I am going to make him tell me everything that he knows until he bleed to death.” He said flatly and the man followed him out.It took them almost an hour before reaching the warehouse and entered.It is hot inside and Mr. Mavero needed to remove his suit which leaves him his plain white shirt, he saw a man tied in a chair in the center of the warehouse. His body is full of bruise and his knees are covered with blood.“Gino Trevilla,” he started and walk over to the man.The guy doesn’t looks old, he actually seem

Thirty-three:Thirty-three:Erwan’s POVI can’t still believe what I discovered about Nathan this night. How can he do that? He is betraying me, he is betraying mom. I drove Shane to her house after dinner and stayed outside the mansion inside my car. The neighborhood is solemn. The television of some neighbors can be heard and the distant barking of dogs is clear to my ears. Someone is jogging around, wearing his sweatpants and a hoodie. Seriously, jogging late at night? Weird.I glanced around and tried to see if there is some suspicious stranger lurking around. The man who is jogging turns toward an alley and disappeared out of sight.The houses around Croven’s residence are all huge like theirs. This is obviously a prestigious subdivision. It’s hard to imagine her growing up here. There is nothing boring but to live in a neighborhood with rich residences and spoiled people. I wonder how her childhood had been like on liv

Third Person's POVThe night had been a rough one for Mavero Croven. He can no longer sleep in peace because of the frustration and desperation of wanting to find the actual suspect who is doing these things to his daughter. It may not seem obvious but he treasures Shane more than his life and he is willing to give up everything for her. It was midnight and he is still on the 22nd floor of his company, thinking deeply and browsing the files his men had sent to him. Files that contain the background of Jerome Fuenter, the father of Erwan and Nathan Fuenter.Months ago, before all the unfortunate things on Shane Croven happened, Mavero received a call from an unknown number telling him to prepare because his end is coming. He did not recognize the caller at first but he soon realized that it is Jerome Fuenter.Jerome Fuenter was his ally, they were business partners and they ventured into the business world together. Jerome’s wife, Julie was good friends wit

Third Person’s POV: It’s late at night and Erwan headed home after talking to Mavero, they don’t have a single clue about Shane’s whereabouts. Mavero told him everything in the past and why Jerome Fuenter is mad at him. Erwan's rage grew for his father as he realized that a worthless parent like him could blame someone for his failure when he was the one who had lost all of his money and properties due to his gambling addiction. He even had the audacity to involve the help of his elder brother in his so-called vengeance. Pathetic, he thought. Erwan furiously opened the door of their house and slammed it soundly upon seeing his brother inside. When he saw Nathan, he attempted to contain the wrath pouring inside him, but he couldn't stop the burning fire in his chest. He couldn’t believe that Nathan is still there in the living room, typing something away on his laptop abo

Erwan rushed to Shane and pushed his brother away. He held the face of the woman he loves.  “Shane, look at me,” he pleaded, but Shane’s eyes are swollen and she can barely keep it open.  There are bruises on her arms and when he held her hands, he heard a groan escape from her mouth like she’s in so much pain. His forehead creased. Erwan looked at her hands. The back of her left-hand looks like it had been burnt. He can’t bear to imagine the amount of terrific terror Shane had to experience inside this very room. Erwan controlled his emotions. Anger is surging inside him but he is trying to contain it… for now. Erwan tucked the strands of her hair into her ear and brushed it softly with his fingers.“You’ll be okay now, Shane. I’m going to get you out of here.”He cautiously removed the duct tape on her lips, careful not to hurt