Farren's Point of ViewSilently, we stood and watched what happened at the top of the stairs. Isabelle was the closest to them. Could see more than I could. But I saw enough to know who I was dealing with. My heart hammered in my chest. Palms grew sweatier by the second. This was what I had been afraid of from the start.Death. Decay. Brutal violence radiated from not just Camilo but from Alejandro as well. Rafael kept my newest mate at bay. Spoke gently to him as Camilo shook Tristan around. Screamed in his face. I knew he wanted to do more than just scream at him. But he was Dominique's son. The only father figure Camilo had left. Luck hadn't been with me this entire trip. I had added to my ever-growing mate list. Now, I had the second in command as well. Had been blessed (cough cough) with three powerful mates and not just one. Then it happened. Camilo lost the last of his fragile grip on himself. The blow landed on Tristan's jaw. Rocked him back, letting him cling to the door fo

Farren's Point of ViewTwo maids brought in a large mattress for the evening whilst Isabelle fluttered about in her room. From throwing most of her clothes in a hamper to making sure her shoes weren't strewn about the room. The girl was messy. Clean but in a very untidy way. You couldn't see a speck of dust on her dresser. Or table. But clothes littered the floor. Along with various other items."I really am sorry about the mess. If I had known you'd stay over, I would have cleaned up." She confessed whilst hunched over trying to pick up something from the floor. I waved her off. Dangled my feet from the edge of her bed.Rafael had stepped out for a moment. To check up on Camilo and Alejandro. I had made it perfectly clear that I wanted neither around just yet. Well, as clear as I could. Rafael had asked if I wanted to see them and I just shook my head. Looked away. That was the most I could muster at the moment. "I don't know if I can stay," I muttered. Picked some lint off of my dr

Camilo's Point of ViewI had heard Rafael leave. It was closer to midnight than it was to six in the afternoon. The moon was high. The night sky clear. A perfect night for a run with your mate. If only mine wasn't as stubborn. Or as shy. But nonetheless, I had heard Rafael leave. Which meant Farren was finally alone. Isa must have fallen asleep hours ago. Unless the girl was partying, her bedtime was nine. No later. It was just her biological clock. Plus, a bomb could be released right next to her and she would barely stir. There, she took after our father, even if she didn't know it.Tiptoeing through the halls, I made sure that no one else would hear me. Some of our lower-ranked dealers stayed in the rooms on the bottom floor. For protection, or so I tried to convince myself.The truth of it was that they were homeless and just starting out. I couldn't let my men sleep on the streets. What would that say of their employer? So, they slept in the lower rooms. Bathed in the communal s

Farren's Point of ViewRafael had kept his word. The moment Isabelle let me know Camilo had left the building, I trotted outside in her clothes. Noticed Rafael standing against what looked to be an old chevy impala. The car was black. Had darkened windows. One white stripe splitting the roof. His eyes lit up when he saw me. But I paled in comparison to him. His suit was freshly pressed. Cut in tight to his waist. Shaped his broad shoulders. Black on black with a crisp white shirt. Matching black shoes and belt. All he needed now was Aviator glasses and I would be his in the blink of an eye.Rafael pushed away from the car when I came closer. Eyed me up and down with a hunger in his eyes. I shied away. Smiled up at the tall beast of a man. "You look gorgeous." He whispered. Leaned in and kissed both of my cheeks. The sparks were short-lived but high-inducing regardless. "I look like the Pauper aspect of the Princess and the Pauper duo, so don't even start with me," I grumbled. Walke

Farren's Point of ViewRafael looked at me with a raised brow. Tilted his head to the side as he took in Louisa again. Sighing, I placed my hand on his shoulder. Smiled at him lovingly."It's fine. He most likely wants to hear how my hunt for a nurse had gone." A blatant lie. My first one to Rafael. I hoped and prayed I wouldn't make a habit of it. That one day he would understand why I kept certain parts from him.Benicio couldn't care less about whether or not I found a nurse for my mother. I knew he wanted to know where I had been last night. Why Rafael was here. The two worked together and my brother most likely knew the car. I just wanted Rafael to stay out of the argument that would surely come. He had enough things to worry about in life, adding to them would be an injustice."Want me to come with you?" He asked, pleading in his tone. Had her picked up on the stiffness in my body? The way my voice pitched higher than normal? I shook my head. Kept the smile on my face."I'll be