Luke’s POVI woke up from the sun glaring against my face. I squinted my eyes and realized that I'm on my bed. I don't remember getting up from the floor, so I sat up and looked around to see if anyone has entered my room. I looked down and saw that I was wearing a large shirt and some shorts. I remember locking my door, so how did I get here?A knock came on my door, and I stood up to open it. As soon as I opened it, I saw Valentino, holding a tray of food. I looked at him confused."Breakfast." Is all he said. I gave him a nod and led him inside the room. He motioned for me to sit on the bed, so I made my way back to my bed, taking a seat. Valentino pulled out the legs underneath the tray, turning it into a bed table before placing it beside me."We'll postpone your training for today." He said before turning to leave.Thinking that this is the perfect time to talk to him, I grabbed his arm. "Eat with me?" I asked, keeping my gaze on his torso."I already ate." He replied and tugge

Valentino's POVIt's been hours since I last heard from Emilio after he went out with Luke. I paced around my office as I tried calling Emilio once again. The doors then burst open with a panic-stricken Emilio emerging from the other side. "Luke's gone," Emilio said to me in a panic."What the fuck do you mean he's gone?!" I shouted as I strode over to him. "Where the fuck is he?" I said, glaring down at Emilio."I don't know! I was looking around the stalls and when I called for Luke he was gone." Emilio tried to explain.I could no longer contain my anger. I held Emilio by his collar and delivered a punch to his face, feeling the bones crunch underneath. I let go of his collar, making him fall to the floor with a pained grunt. "You broke my fucking nose!" Emilio shouted at me, making him earn a kick to the stomach. Emilio let out a loud grunt as Romero enters my office due to the commotion."You had one fucking job, Emilio," I said, pulling out the gun from my waistband.Romero qu

Valentino's POVIt's been a few weeks since we rescued Luke from the hands of Antonio. Ever since the incident, Luke has barely talked to anyone, only uttering a word or two if needed. His routine has been the same, wake up, eat, train, eat, rest, eat, and sleep. He has been insistent on his training for the past few weeks, never missing a day. I've suggested that he should be assessed by a therapist, but that conversation didn't go too well. He kept insisting that he was fine, but I highly doubt he is.I'm currently sitting in a chair in the basement cell with Antonio tied up in front of me. His arms were chained to the ceiling his feet barely touching the floor. His head was down as blood dripped down his head. I've kept him here, barely keeping him alive, using him as something to lash out my anger towards. Cuts and bruises covered his body, much like he did to Luke. I've had Alex come here once in a while to tend to his wounds, letting him recover for a few days before repeating t

Luke’s POVI stirred in my sleep as I felt myself being lifted off of the ground. I opened my eyes and saw Emilio was carrying me. I didn't bother budging and closed my eyes once again and leaned against Emilio."You're awake, aren't you?" Emilio asked with amusement in his voice as I heard the door open and close. I just hummed in response and Emilio let out a chuckle, his chest vibrating against my head.We soon reached, what I'm guessing is my room as Emilio pushed my door open and laid me down on the bed. Emilio placed the covers over me and I heard his footsteps moving away from me and my door closing. I quickly shot up from my bed, not wanting Emilio to leave me alone. "Wait!" I shouted. Emilio turned back and faced me. "Can you stay? For a while?" I asked him and he gave me a nod before closing the door behind him. I patted the space beside me, and Emilio took his shoes off before climbing onto the bed beside me. Emilio was the only person I'd been comfortable with since the

Valentino's POVI grabbed Luke's hand and led him out of the basement. Slitting Antonio's throat helped me let out some anger I'm feeling toward Luke. I know he lied about what he and Emilio did. I had to keep my calm or else I would be pushing him right into Emilio's arms. We reached the kitchen, and I sat Luke down on the bar stool."What do you want to eat?" I asked him.Luke kept his gaze on the countertop as he fiddles with his hands. The thought of him being in bed with Emilio suddenly crossed my mind, making me grip the edges of the countertop in anger. I snapped out of it when Luke finally told me what he wanted to eat."I want mac and cheese," Luke told me."Okay," I replied and start moving around the kitchen to gather ingredients."You're cooking?" Luke asked behind me."Yeah. I cook whenever I can." I told him as I prepare the ingredients on the counter."You didn't seem like the type." He replied.I pause for a moment and turn around to face him. "What do you mean by that