Lahat ng Kabanata ng Their Rivalry: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Unknown Location ~ 3rd Person’s POVShe was a brown haired, about 5’4 with small light blue eyes, and looks too young and beautiful for her age which solicited the envy of many.Her head was held up high in determination as she walked, and her brisk movements oozed nothing but confidence. The way she carried herself, and the permanent stoic expression on her face, said it all. She wasn’t one to be messed with.She gently pushed through the glass doors of the headquarters of the Ivankov Gas and Oil Company, while the sound of a car’s engine faded behind her. The way she carried herself with so much pride once she stepped foot into the building, one would think she owned the place.Her eyes wandered around briefly, taking in the changes that had occurred since she’d last been there. The new CEO had certainly kept up the great work of his predecessor. She had paused to catch her breath for she had walked too quickly away from the taxi that had dropped her off there. The time was also used

Madrid, Spain ~ Leonardo’s POVI jolted out of my bed when my arm came down on a warm body.The fuck? Whose name did I not give a shit about this time?I rolled over to glance at the blonde whose bare chest heaved massively as she slept. Yeah, a night with me could do that to you. I decided not to wake her up. She would need all the energy she could muster to catch the next taxi back to wherever she came from.I brushed back a stray lock of my hair and then got out of bed. Just like the blonde, I was stark naked. I walked into the bathroom for a relaxing cold shower and to brush my teeth as well. I wrapped a large gray towel dangerously low around my hips before returning to the bedroom.I was fully dressed in shorts and a tee when the blonde begun to stir. Just in time.I picked up her lingerie and the rest of her skimpy clothing while she pulled a cloth over her breasts before sitting up.“Buenos días, querido.” She greeted sultrily, and added a seductive yawn as she batted her fake,

London, England ~ Ava’s POVThe Shade and Henry were on one of the rooftops, having our final session on sniping. Personally, I didn’t see why we needed the training. We had sniper assassins in the mafia for a reason. Why did those at the top have to train in it when we could pay them to do the work? I personally didn’t like remote killing. I considered close contact killing to be more efficient and faster although it was less safe.“Each of you will be handed a case of a disassembled rifle. Your goal: Assemble your rifle and eliminate your target in under thirty seconds.” The grumpy man with bushy eyebrows instructed.A few minutes later four men arrived, each clutching unto a silver briefcase. I watched, slightly envious as the case with the inscription ‘Boss’, was handed over to my brother.“Ready? Kill!” The instructor barked once we had taken our respective places.I had my rifle assembled and ready in mere seconds. My target was a dummy in the passenger seat of a taxi coming in

London, England ~ Ava’s POVI entered my father’s office, mouth open and ready to complain when I saw who was in his seat.“Oh hello, Aunt Elena. Where’s my father?” I asked, flashing a sweet smile.He hadn’t shown up for breakfast this morning. I didn’t think anything of it at first, but I was done with all my work by noon and there was still no sign of him. Plus, the twins hinted that their father had gone MIA too.“Have you been to his study?” She inquired.“No, I’ll go check there. Thanks.” I muttered, retreating and shutting the door after me.Something wasn’t right here. My father only resided in his study when the sun went down. Shrugging it off, I stormed in to see another person in that seat too.“Where’s my father?” I raised an eyebrow, waiting for a reply.“Spain, my Princess.”What? That was funny. Did he just say Spain? I stood there waiting for him to tell me where he actually was, but he just stared blankly at me. “Oh, you’re serious.”“I’m not one to joke when address

Madrid, Spain ~ Ava’s POVI woke up in the morning to an empty bed, Leroy was gone. I sat up and glanced around, disoriented. My memories of last night were taking their precious time to come back to me, but the realization that I was naked seemed to do the trick. I fucked my bodyguard.I reached over to grab my phone, unlocked it, and sent him a quick text. I noticed that I had a few more hours left till the driver was back, so I got off the bed and entered the bathroom for a shower. I dressed up before leaving the suite to go get breakfast. Apparently, the establishment didn’t do room service.I had walked past a certain room left ajar but stopped to head back there when I heard a pathetic plea. Thanks to my dad I was fluent in a lot of languages, Spanish included.“Por favor, give me more time. I’ll find a way to get you the money.” A voice begged.I leaned in closer so I could hear more clearly, careful not to touch the door. Pushing it any further might reveal my figure to whoever