Liam's POV Ifelt a sudden panic rise in my chest as I watched Alice toss and turn on the bed. She was sweating profusely and her breathing was labored. It was clear that she was in a bad state, and it was all my fault. If I had been more vigilant, if I had been able to protect her better, none of this would have happened. I tried calling out to her, but she didn't respond. I tried shaking her gently, but still, she didn't wake up. I knew I had to get her to the hospital as soon as possible, and I wasted no time yelling out for help. Silver and Simone rushed in, and I instructed them to carry Alice and get her to the car. I scooped her up into my arms, trying my best to be as gentle as possible, and followed them out to the car. I felt her hot temperature sear through my clothes, and it was clear that whatever had happened during her kidnapping had taken a toll on her. We sped off towards the nearest hospital, and all I could think of was Alice. I kept muttering to her, telling her

Alice's POV After being discharged from the hospital in Russia, Liam and I had to leave the country immediately. So we boarded a private jet that Liam had arranged, and we were on our way to America. The flight was long, and I was still recovering, so Liam made sure I was comfortable the whole time. I sat in my seat on the plane next to Liam, feeling both exhausted and relieved. The recent events had been nothing short of a rollercoaster ride, and I was ready to finally relax. But just as I was starting to close my eyes, Simone and Silver approached us. "Hey, guys," Simone said with a smile. "We have some news for you." I sat up straight, curious. "What's up?" Silver placed a hand on Simone's stomach, and my eyes widened in realization. "You're pregnant!" I exclaimed, feeling a surge of excitement. Simone nodded with a grin. "Yeah, we found out a couple of weeks ago. It was a surprise, but we're thrilled." Liam and I congratulated them, and I couldn't help but feel a little e

Alice's POV Iwoke up to the sound of the doorbell ringing repeatedly. I turned to Liam who was still sleeping, snoring softly. I gently pushed him and he woke up, rubbing his eyes. "Who could that be?" I asked, getting out of bed and slipping on my robe. Liam shrugged, "Maybe it's a delivery." I made my way to the front door, yawning. When I opened it, I saw a tall, well-built man with sandy blonde hair and piercing blue eyes staring back at me. It took me a moment to recognize him, but then I remembered who he was - Matt, Liam's older brother. "Hey, Alice!" he said, grinning widely. "Matt!" I exclaimed, surprised to see him. He pulled me in for a hug, lifting me off the ground. When he finally set me down, I noticed that he was holding a bouquet of flowers and a bottle of wine. "Come on in," I said, smiling at him. Matt stepped inside, looking around the house. "Wow, Liam really did well for himself, huh?" I nodded, "Yes, he did. And you're looking good too." Matt chuckled,

Alice's POV I hugged Liam tightly, not wanting to let him go. The past few months had been great, and we had grown even closer than before. But it was time to go back to Russia, to my Mafia, to my family. Liam understood that and he was supportive of my decision to go back. “I will miss you,” I said, looking up at him. “I will miss you too, but you have to go back. Your people need you,” Liam replied, his voice soft and reassuring. I nodded, still clinging to him. It was hard to leave him, but I knew I had to. He pulled away and held me at arm's length, looking into my eyes. “Be careful, Alice. I don't want anything to happen to you,” Liam said, concern etched on his face. “I will be careful, Liam. I promise,” I replied, smiling at him. We hugged once more before I finally let go and turned to leave. I walked towards the private jet, feeling a mixture of emotions – excitement at going back to my Mafia, and sadness at leaving Liam behind. As I walked, I could hear the sound of

After months of hard labor and lengthy hours at the Mafia headquarters, Silver and I decided to take a well-deserved rest. We had gone through a lot together, and we wanted to relax and revitalize our bodies and brains. We agreed on going on a trip to the Maldives, a little island country in the Indian Ocean.We flew a private plane from Russia to the Maldives, and I couldn't help but gaze out of the window during the ride. The vista was stunning, and the crystal blue seas below seemed tempting. I knew we were going to have a terrific time on our vacation.Upon arrival, we were welcomed by polite workers at the airport who took us away to the magnificent resort where we would be staying. The resort was situated on its island, and we had to use a motorboat to get there. The sight of the crystal-clear seas and the immaculate white sand beaches was a joy to see. I knew we were in for a treat.Our suite was a gorgeous bungalow facing the beach, equipped with a private pool and a sun porch.