Alle Kapitel von Their Rivalry: Kapitel 41 – Kapitel 50

Madrid, Spain ~ Leonardo’s POVI buttoned up my vest then grabbed the jacket and mask before leaving for the garage. There, Camilla and Eli handed out earpieces to everyone. We had to always keep in touch and watch one another’s back.My mother thought it best that we all did not head out at once. We were to use different means of flight to get to Moscow, and make sure to stay widely spread out at the ball as possible. It’d make it more difficult for Bratva to take all of us out at once. With the treaty gone, the truce was null and void. The Ivanovs were most likely out for De Los Santos blood.Federico left with Henry for the WIA. They’d be leaving together in the former’s private jet. My parents would be taking my father’s jet to Moscow. Miguel and Ellie were taking la Rosa de Sangre’s jet, and Camilla and Eli would be using the Shade’s.“Pick a car, mi amor.” I offered, fixing my earpiece on securely before putting on my jacket.Ava looked amazing. The gown she wore accentuated her

Moscow, Russia ~ 3rd Person’s POVMiguel stood near a buffet table with a glass of wine in each hand. Henry’s warning meant that Bratva wasn’t the only threat that night. They needed to watch out for the Smirnovs too. He turned around, intending to return to Ellie when he nearly bumped into a petite lady with green hair.Natalia caught his eye in the floor length green satin gown she wore. Its transparent side gave Miguel a clear view of her nice long legs when she took a hesitant step towards him.“Miguel.” She breathed, unsure how to act around him.She’d settled for befriending him after she concluded that he and Ellie were in a relationship. With the way he had rushed to her bedside the last time they were in the mansion, it wasn’t impossible to tell. She wasn’t sure what she’d said wrong when she texted him, but he’d blocked her number.Miguel cleared his throat, surprised that the chica knew him. He racked his brain, trying to recall where he knew her from, but it came up blank.

Moscow, Russia ~ 3rd Person’s POVMiguel stumbled into the centre of the bloody mess. Henry and Isabella had gotten off the balcony on Alessandro’s command. Frederick had ordered Eli and Camilla to be ready to kill if anything happened. The ballroom was thick with tension as everyone awaited Don Leonardo’s final decision.Sasha and Ellie run back into the ballroom, hot on Miguel’s trail. Sasha was the first to notice Nikita’s body on the marble floors and moved in that direction. Tears welled up in her eyes as she saw her best friend barely holding on to her side; blood oozed out from her wound. Ellie arrived next to the two and offered to help get Nikita to a medical professional.When Miguel realized what Ellie was doing, he run to help. Leonardo would be fine; the others were all there for him.“I’m not leaving without my wife.” Leonardo was annoyed now.Vladimir put his hands in his pockets and flexed his back muscles, “Then you won’t leave at all.”Tired of the back and forth, Ava

Moscow, Russia ~ Ava’s POVMy brisk movements in search of the hallway caused the amethyst pendant to bounce wildly against my skin. Only then was I reminded of its presence around my neck. Vladimir had outdone himself. A pendant for my birthday and a bloodbath for the New Year. I couldn’t help but wonder what he’d have gotten me for Christmas.I grabbed on to the stone and forcefully yanked it off my neck. I tossed it aside somewhere and continued my march.When I finally found the said hallway, I realized ‘heavily guarded’ had been an understatement. It was dark, and burly men with stoic facial expressions lined its walls. I didn’t fail to notice their right hands move discreetly behind them as I neared. I clearly wasn’t welcome. Ah well, too bad. I wasn’t in the mood to wait for an invite.I could feel all eyes on me as I continued to draw closer. When I detached the train of my gown and pulled out my dagger from its hidden pocket, I noticed their stance get defensive. I dropped the

Madrid, Spain ~ Ava’s POVKaitlyn, Miguel’s mother, together with my father, had gone ahead to cover up the truth about what went down in Moscow. They had blamed the deaths of the De Los Santos family on Emilio’s insatiable thirst for revenge, which also caused his demise.Whether or not the members of the Spanish mafia believed their story was not on my list of worries. At least I wasn’t going to be on the receiving end of numerous accusations.Later on, I got to know that most of them actually bought the story because they had already been aware of Cami’s mother’s death. And at least a handful knew that Emilio had retaliated by assassinating Vladimir II. However, how Emilio succeeded in killing the late boss was lost on them.What I wanted to know, was how an entire gang had been so oblivious to vital information that had been circling in and around its mafia? How could an entire older generation of the mafia have kept such secrets for so long?Eli requested on Cami’s behalf that Emi