Sporadic gunshots disturbed the air that evening, in company was the controversial voices, the painful cries and slurped pleas to be pardoned. A man was dragging another by the tuft of his hair and down into the center of an old warehouse. The mafioso who was being forced to endure such harsh condemnation was tossed over the ground, hitting things and laying over the ground, in the middle of a large group of men. Stefano aimed his firearm and dealt puncturing holes to his ankles, wringing out a harrowing painful cry from Tobias who bent his body to tend to the punctures. Then Stefano moved closer and squatted before the shivering man trying to nurse his busted ankles and failing to control his cries. “You see all those carcasses laying around…” Stefano spoke in a malicious sweet voice, emphasizing on every syllable of his words and gesturing with the gun in his hand, drawing an arc as he highlighted the dead bodies around. “…you got a second, Tobias. I’m in a good mood today you kn

It appeared they were after Bloom since Ella had jumped to push her out of the way. And also when they stood there, if they were after Ella, they would’ve driven a second bullet into her body and ended her life. But they seemed to be more concerned about his woman. His brows creased as he peered into the rearview mirror to see her tearing the bloodied sleeve of her friend’s sweater. Bloom tore her own sweater and was using the piece to gently wrap around the injured area of Ella’s arm. Ella was in pain, never had her body received such pain before. Bloom kept muttering her sorrys and when she was done, she sat closely next to her friend, bringing her head onto her shoulder and patting her head while her other arm went around her shoulder. Hayes’s gaze dimmed and his features steeled significantly. Whoever they were, it was obvious they must’ve been contracted by someone who was his enemy. ***“I already called the room service, so don’t be all pouty. Food is on the way” Anna giggle

“What the heck is wrong with you both?!” Anna shouted angrily at them, a hand on her chest that tried to calm her racing heartbeat. Ella looked spooked out of it and Bloom seemed like she saw everything coming as she giggled quietly. The brothers would never get over such perks it seemed. Mario looked like he was about to cry and when his father got a glimpse of his face, the look he passed at the twins made them shiver and move to do what was expected of them. They quickly apologized and the little boy held on tighter to his daddy who still maintained his unwavering, repulsive glare towards the men. “I’m really sorry about that…and you” Stefano apologized once more and glared his brother’s way, “Never pull such a dangerous stunt like this again”. His voice was weighty with a threat rather than a sleek warning. Sergio shrugged, putting his firearm behind him, “I see you knew I was in here that’s why you were quick to whip out yours as well, huh”. Stefano was silent for a brief mom

“This will come as a surprise to you but, we’ve met each other before…way back before your audacious entrance into my life that day” Hayes was speaking close to the shell of her ear, infiltrating her system with his beguiling poison and she jerked her head backward so she could look into his face. Escaping from his whorls of enchanting snare, she asked fastidiously, “We had met before that day…” She was referring to the day they met for the first time and he hummed, answering her thought. “I guess Ben never told you about it then. I had told him about this…that night you were both on the run with your mother and you had come across us…a little boy and his father laid unconscious on the wet floor- “It was showering that night…and that large building was caught up in hellish flames…” She interrupted him as her eyes began to expand in proportion to her realization as she began to recall the event of that day, many years ago. Her hand was slowly lifting and approaching his face, shakin

Pablo wondered about the little boy’s whereabouts when he didn’t see him and smiled, ‘Oh’. Mario was at the table next to theirs where there were two other little boy’s who occupied the table with their parents. ‘He’s made new friends for himself huh’. “…you think the directors will prove to be problematic to the process?” Pablo reeled his attention back to his friends who were still deeply into their conversation. Alexa huffed arrogantly to Hayes’s test and replied effusively, “It’s not like they could have a valid reason to do that. I’m doing them a favor, they should be thankful at most”. Pablo chuckled at her arrogance and chimed, “You get so cocky Alexa, don’t forget mishaps could always occur”. His taunt earned him a deathly glower from her, “That’s where the stark difference between us lies prominent. I best you in efficiency, such absurd mistakes are not to my attribute”. Pablo’s expression was robbed, instantly replaced with a flummoxed one as Hayes chuckled. These two w