Alicia’s POV:The conversation with my dad had been… something I never quite thought I would experience.I was reeling from it all, including his promise to make sure I was safe no matter what, when the door to the apartment suddenly flew open.Unsurprisingly, Acker and Mikael walked in, but so did another woman, one whom I had met before. She had been there in the club when I had met Mikael for the first time under terrible circumstances.What was her name again?“Magda, meet Alicia,” Mikael introduced us formally, and unwittingly answered my unasked question.“We’ve already met,” Magda replied to Mikael without even glancing at him. The shopping bags she was holding made rustling noises as she gestured towards me. “In the club right?”I nodded. So she did remember me as well.“Nice to meet you,” I said meekly, feeling her intense gaze more intimidating than any other woman I had met.Her face didn’t display any blatant emotion, and probably with good reason. If she worked for Mikael

Mikael’s POV“Oh my God!” The blonde screamed loudly as I grabbed her canting hips and pulled them flush against my own. Her breasts bounced as she rode me, and the hazy feeling of pleasure filled my body. My breaths were controlled enough, and my body still as the girl from the casino squirmed and whined from her place on my hips. Her warm heat enveloped my cock nicely but not enough to drive me over the edge.I was aware of when Magda barged in through the door and stared at the scene before her. She looked a little disappointed and shook her head as I turned my attention to her, leaving the girl on my lap to do her work.“What are you doing here, Magda?” I asked her, as she barely gave the girl a glance. She was used to my antics by now and I was sure nothing would faze her.Then she dropped a bomb.“Alicia’s here and she demands to see you at once,” Magda said in a smirk.What?It didn’t take long for me to process those thoughts and all ideas of lust or finishing off left my min

Alicia’s POV: “We’re here,” I looked up at the sound of the voice, and saw it was one of the men Mikael had accompany me that had opened the door for me.Wait.When did the car stop? I had been so deep in thought, I hadn’t even noticed.Dazed, I stepped out of the car carefully, and noticed the building we were in front of.Intricately designed, it stood out. And the bronze plaque above the front door- What? I was hardly able to conceal my surprise. It wasn’t just any building; it was Terazzo’s, one of the luxurious boutiques so exclusive it required a waitlist to get a chance to shop in.Heard that courtesy of Daya anyway. I didn’t know whether it was true or not but that Terrazo didn’t take in just any sort of clientele still stayed. What was I doing here? Wasn’t I supposed to be going to some place called Jamie’s?I voiced out my question to the three men, one of whom went to the door to knock. “Boss’s orders, Miss,” one of the other men responded, and I was equally shocked wh

Acker’s POV:“What happened?”I asked Javier upon seeing the photo of Alicia. She would have looked fine to anyone but I was trained in the art of reading body language. And I saw the way her body was tense, coiled away from the Mikael’s standing with her, and her face which showed that she was mentally far away, staring off into space.Had that Serrano done something to her?“She returned like this, Acker,” Javier called me by my first name whenever we spoke in private, as he wasn’t just my second in command, but also a friend. “Apparently the men took her out shopping on Mikael’s orders and well… i can’t say what the fuck happened to her then. She has gone to sleep and barely said a word to anyone since she got back.”Something must have happened that I wasn’t aware of and I didn’t like being unaware of things that involved me.Bloody great. I leave her to Mikael’s care for once and this happened?It had definitely been a fucking mistake to do so.I let out a sound resembling a gro

Mikael’s POV:“Well good morning to you too, Marina,” I replied to Alicia who… looked drab. My lips curved downwards at the sight of the grey in grey sweatpants and hoodie combination, looking like the very definition of a woman who wasn’t vying for my attention.I loathed it.I came here to have breakfast with her and THIS was what she wore?I had just returned from a meeting with Castro, which hadn’t ended as well as I had hoped. The proud Capo had left the family when my father died, and moved his small crew to the States with the intention of carving out a life of luxury here. It didn’t suit him to see that I had succeeded so easily where he had failed, as I had taken over many territories in the US, not just in Europe.A bitter loser to the end, but a man whose might I needed.The meeting that lasted all through the night had resulted in a tense truce, instead of the alliance I had wanted.Castro was clearly biding his time by seeing which mafia boss had the better deal, the Serr