Nicolas "You motherfucking bastard," I growled. I tried to remove my restraints, but they dig into my skin. Cantoli flinched a bit, which made me smirk. My body ache turned to anger as I saw the double-timing jerk standing before me. I wanted to rip him limb from limb. And I will as soon as I am free of this place. Scar smirked, "Please, you are angry, as if he broke your heart! Did he?" He asked, putting his hands in his pockets. I clenched my teeth, trying to calm myself down since I didn't want them to enjoy my rage and shock any more than they already had. I continued, "You are the next body. I will drop after him the moment I am free," looking directly into Cantoli's eyes. I jerked my head, signaling that Scar would be the first victim of my vengeance once I was free. "Oh, please, you're not going to get away," Cantoli said. "Not after your wife took over. That bitch is useless and she will take us all down. So before that happened, I jumped ship." "You jumped ships long befo

Nicolas I patiently waited, making a conscious effort to control my anger and frustration. My lips trembled as I strained to stand. And THUD. I fell down just like that. I grunted as I tried to move my legs again. After being tied down for days, my legs felt like jello when I tried to stand up. My entire body—not just my legs—protested in excruciating pain. I kept falling until I could steady myself by holding the wall. I stumbled to the door and fumbled with the lock as my feet wobbled down to it. When I could finally hear the door click open, I felt relief after days. It was the first step toward getting back home. To Anaya. I have never seen any guards near my door and the door's clicking sound did not alert anyone, meaning there was no one behind it. I hoped the door wouldn't squeak as I opened it, and I hid behind it so that if anyone who was outside might check inside if I was there. However, nothing happened for a few minutes, so I peered my head out the door. I have to be ex

Nicolas “Nooo!” I yelled as he snatched the phone away from me. The punch that landed in my gut made me grunt. I am ready to make this shithead pay for what he did, but first I have to tell Anaya about Cantoli and Frank. Oh yes, Frank was also a mole. I’m not sure I trust my commanders any longer. Frank was flipped by Cantoli a few days ago, and now he’s destroying my property by attacking it. They never tell me the results, but they torture me by showing me how they are blowing up my warehouses and people. I haven’t seen Frank here, but I am sure that he will make an appearance soon. When the gate opened, Scar returned. “You did a bad thing, Nico. The plan to attack your biggest warehouse needs to be expedited now, and it’s all on you. However, to be fair, I did warn your kitten about it. Let’s see if she can keep your business alive.” “Do you think this will make you feel like a Mafia boss now? Pathetic!” I yelled. I am done being here and if I can play my cards right, I will hav

Nicolas While Noah and others were transporting Scar in the other helicopter, we were seated inside the first one. They will come and join us later as we take off first. They intended to carry me away on a stretcher. Over my dead body! I am fine. I wanted to help Noah and others, but Anaya was pretty mad when I suggested that. Cleanup and other things would be taken care of by our people. The soldiers will use boats to get home. I hope they come back soon. I want to have a little chat with my half-brother. I grunted and lay back. For the first time in my life, I was leaning on someone, and that someone was none other than my beautiful wife. Anaya. She held me firmly, as though I would vanish if she let me go. Not that I care. I want to cling to her as well. The person who was tending to my wound, however, was not pleased with our arrangement. Too bad I am not letting my wife go. I locked my gaze on her as she discussed the attack with one of our team members. The way she commanded e

Nicolas I saw my beautiful wife curled up beside me. Two weeks have passed since I was released from the hospital. I was strictly ordered to stay in bed, and some of my minor bandages had been taken off. I pushed my body to move even though it was still difficult. I'm not going to be chained to a bed. I chuckled, as I remembered how mad Anaya and Cia got when I tried to stand up and fell down on the ground. Since Marcus managed to escape the helicopter when it crashed into the water, everyone has been under pressure. He was actually concealing a knife in his boot, which he used to cut through his binds discreetly. While Noah was holding him, he stabbed the knife into Noah's thigh. We were relieved Noah was safe, since we didn't need a battle with the American Mafia right now. The five men aboard the helicopter that was transporting Marcus got into a fight with him. Someone inadvertently discharged gun, shooting the pilot and causing the plane to crash. We lost Marcos, Anaya's bodygu