All Chapters of Deadly Game; Seducing the Ruthless Mafia Lord : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Cassius's POV "Get ready. We are gonna be raiding them tonight." I said as we got out of my apartment. As I pulled the door shut behind me, my gaze fell on Crystal’s door, and I wonder what she is doing right now. Was she sleeping or doing something else? "But isn't it too early? I mean...we aren't prepared at all." Shadow said, walking closely behind me. "But I believe we can prepare at any time and since they won't know we are raiding their spot. We can as well be less prepared." I said. "I understand what you are saying but to gather all the guards tonight. I mean..." He trailed off when I stopped abruptly. I turned to face him. "Do as I say. You know I hate denying things. I fucking do things immediately and fast." He immediately lowered his head. "Okay, sir." We got to the elevator, and went a little away from the elevator. Shadow went ahead of me, pressing the switch hidden along the wall. A mechanical click sounded, and the wall slid open, revealing a concealed sta

Zara's POV THE INCIDENT "What?" I exclaimed, bolting upright in bed. The sleep I had felt before turned to alertness. "Yes, Zara. Quit." Xan said. "But why? Cos I remember you stopped me when I wanted to quit then, so why the sudden change of mind?" I demanded. Xander sighed and i could almost picture him rubbing his temples, the way he always did when I frustrated him. "Can't you see it has become dangerous for you? First, there's that whackjob who keeps digging into you, and now we find out someone is impersonating Cassius." I scoffed, rolling my eyes as I leaned back against the headboard. "That bitch? She's a piece of cake. I can handle her. It’s not the first time I’ve dealt with people like her, Xan. You know I’ve faced worse. And about the imposter—aren’t you supposed to find out who he is?" I said, stretching my legs out while keeping an eye on the door. Xander groaned. "Do I look like a detective?" "No, I am saying..." "Don’t you get it, Zara?" Xander cut me off

Cassius's POV "Dammit." I cursed, my fists clenched unconsciously. "That son of a gun isn't here again. How did it happen? Was it fake information?" "No, definitely not. And he looked like he just left." Shadow replied as he looked around. I turned, staring daggers at the walls as if they'd give me answers. “That means they were informed that we were close,” I muttered, voice low with restrained fury. “Which definitely means someone is feeding them our moves.” My jaw ticked as heat rose through my veins. Who dare had the guts to spy on me? I’ve slit throats for less. And a motherfucker who isn't afraid of me dared give out my moves to my enemy. "Give the instructions boss." Shadow said. "Find out who the spy is." I snapped. "I don't fucking care how, just get him to me right here and now. And look around, they might not have gone far." I clocked my gun back into my trousers, my hands trembling slightly—not from fear, but from the absolute rage building up. The rage t

Zara's POV "Let me go, you bastard!" I yelled, thrashing against the ropes that held me to the chair. My wrists were already raw, the skin burning from the constant friction. Fuck. I need to get out of here. I really need to. This room is fucking soundproof and I can't hear even a drop from outside. What’s going on out there? The last thing I heard before they dragged me in here was someone saying Cassius was nearby. That made the blood in my veins freeze. Shadow had made the call to Luciano. That’s why they locked me in. Hell it. He has to know. Cassius needs to know that Shadow is a traitor. But why is it that Cassius is always surrounded by traitors...including me? "Will you fucking keep shut," the oaf growled from the corner of the room, where he’d been lurking like a shadow. Of all people, why this filthy freak? Why was he the one assigned to BABYSIT me? I turned my glare on him. “I won't until you untie me, oaf,” I spat, the words leaving a bitter taste in my mouth.

Cassius's POV The pain in my arm was nothing compared to the fear gnawing at me as I watched Crystal crumple in my arms. I felt her body go limp, heard her ragged breath grow weaker. No. My pulse raced, blood draining from my face as my vision tunneled. The world around me—gunfire, shouts, the chaos of a battle I didn’t have the luxury of focusing on—faded into nothing. There was only her. Only Crystal. “Crystal…” My voice was rough, hoarse with panic. I didn’t care about the blood soaking through my shirt, didn’t care that I could barely stand on my own. All I could think about was her. My hands fumbled over her, trying to find where the bullet had torn through her shoulder. The sight of the blood soaking her skin made my stomach churn, but I couldn’t afford to be weak now. I needed her to stay with me. “Don’t you dare pass out on me,” I growled, my breath ragged. The words came out more like a command than anything else. “Stay awake. You hear me?” Her eyes fluttered,