"Ariella, what are you doing here?" I asked nonchalantly. "My calls were not returned, and you weren't responding to any of my messages." She whispered anxiously, "I'm worried." She kept biting her lower lip, and I can't help but feel compelled to kiss her passionately right now. "I'm worried about you." I tried to retain a straight expression before answering her, "I have important matters to attend to. And besides, it’s not that I haven’t completed my job, right?" "Elliot." "How did you find out where I live?" She fumbled for a moment before turning to look at Kyle, who was close behind me. I already knew the reason without her saying a word. "I'm sorry, El. I begged Kyle to give me your address. Please do not get mad at him." "You didn't ask, sweetie." Kyle said. I immediately glared daggers at him because of the way he addressed my Ari. Is she your Ari, Elliot? You are just her best friend! So stop dreaming. The punk, on the other hand, just ignored me. "You didn't ask, sweet

Our prisoner squinted his eyes as soon as Kyle and I entered the punishment cell. The mole was probably getting another series of punches from Briton who was standing in front of him. "Boss." Briton recognizes us and wipes his swollen knuckles. Our small mouse was forced to sit up by two of our other men. "Mole, I've been told you're asking for me. What do you want to do now?" While smirking, I inquired. The damage on his face is something I like. Nobody has ever trodden on me, and have walked to be a free man. "Please! Don't kill me, please. I've got information, v-vital information." He appeals. Despite his bloodied face, he is attempting to speak. "You're not supposed to make a demand in this situation. You abide by my rules. So let's find a common ground. I'll let you go if I like what I hear. You'll die if I don't." "Please, bo-boss, let me go." "What's the point of me doing that? We were betrayed by you. What you did was trick us into thinking you were one of us. This isn't

Ari and I haven't seen each other since she came last time to see me at work. We've both been really busy. She's been working on the hotel expansion plans and probably spending more time with her boyfriend than I ever wanted. While I've been working on finding out more about Dimitri Wilson with Kyle and Brit. Later today, Kyle and I will meet with both of our fathers. We both agreed that now was the perfect time to inform them about Dimitri Wilson's re-emergence. We have been taking all the steps we could think of to learn more about the groups that have been causing me headaches for the past few weeks, but it all turned out to be futile. At this point, I'm becoming very upset that I'm being blinded by facts. We were in the warehouse getting ready for the parents' meeting when Briton entered the room. As soon as he walked in, he greeted, "Boss." "Any urgent news and reports, Briton?" As I beckoned him to come inside, I inquired. "All of the other warehouses have been renovated. To

I haven't seen Ariella for quite some time now. I'm not sure how I'm going to react to her engagement to the jackass. Who would have guessed that the dickhead would even consider doing something like that? Who would have anticipated, that despite our attempts to eliminate him from the scene, he would strike us back with a vengeance? And right now, I'm so enraged that I want to fucking kill that piece of crap. I'll have to come up with a way to get him out of our lives completely. So, do I have to murder him? Is it a good idea to shoot him in the skull to put an end to my misery? It's either in his heart or in his head, maybe? As long as the fucker dies in an instant, I don't care. I need to think quickly and well, regardless of the situation. Aside from my concerns about Ariella's relationship, Kyle and I have been looking everywhere for information about Dimitri and Lucio. In our warehouse's basement, the spy is still breathing, and Briton never lets a day go by without striking him

When I walked into my warehouse office, Kyle and Briton were both staring at me, well, glaring at me. And I can understand Kyle's anger and I understand his frustration. I went out of the office with Ari a while back, while he was nagged by Marga. "What?" I inquired in a skeptical tone. "Where the fuck have you been all this time?" he asked. I responded, "I told you I'd just drop Ari off at her place." "What a wonderful gesture to drop her off at her place. Even though you knew we were going to have to talk about a lot of shit, you even stayed for a long time!" "Boss, you must have forgotten, several of our guys have been assigned to lady love's safekeeping. The guys follow her wherever she goes." Fucking shit, I totally forgot that. I cannot lie about this, I guess. "The both of you, don't you forget who I am-" As they cut me off, they both shouted, "Yeah, you're the fucking boss!" I couldn't keep myself from a tight smile that escaped my lips. "I'm not sure why you're even s