บททั้งหมดของ The Kingpins Obsession : บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

The evening settled over the horizon, casting a golden glow through the massive windows of Vincenzo’s room. From where I sat on the edge of his bed, I could see the skyline as the setting sun ushered in the night sky. Twinkling stars appeared one at a time until the whole sky was sparkling. This whole week had been one hell of a roller coaster for me. And down to this very moment, I still question how I was able to survive. I survived Nancy’s threats to my life, my mother’s surgery was a success, and my family was together again. It was oddly---peaceful. But, I wouldn’t have it any other way.“What’s with that look?” Vincenzo’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts, and I turned around to find him standing at the other side of the bed. Freshly out of the shower wearing only a pair of gray loose-fitting joggers that hung from his waist. Tiny droplets of water raced down his chiseled chest, and his hair was still damp. I couldn’t help but smile when he came to my side, planting a kiss on

Now that Lena was secured, it was time to tighten up the loose ends. The low hum of the jet filled the cabin, a constant reminder of how high we were above the world. I sat back in my seat, fingers drumming lightly against the armrest as I stared out at the endless stretch of clouds with a dead look in my eyes. Vermont wasn’t far now. Across from me, Lorenzo cleaned his sniper with the meticulous effort of a seasoned soldier. His usual offhanded smirk absents for once. “So,” he drawled, testing the weight of the gun in his grip. Pointing it directly at me. “Watch where you’re pointing that thing.” I glared at him. “What? Scared it’ll accidently go off?” he smirked. “Tch…” I scoffed, unamused. "No. Just wondering how much Isabel would miss you if I threw you off this jet." Lorenzo chuckled, finally lowering the weapon. He set it aside and leaned back, arms resting over the seat like he was lounging at some godfors

As the saying went, the bigger they are, the harder they fell. And no matter how clean q person looked in the eye of the public, if you dug deep enough, you'd find gole. But in the case of William Prince, it was more than two decades of criminating evidence that could ruin a man. Bringing down everything his worked so hard to acquire like a house of cards. "Release me! This is a mistake! I'm innocent!" William prince declared as he struggled against the officers dragging him toward the waiting black SUV, his wrists bound tight behind his back in cold steel cuffs. An accessory befitting of a man like him. His once-imposing presence, the kind that commanded respect in backroom deals and political offices, was reduced to nothing but a disgraced man being paraded before the very people he once towered over. The crowd had thinned after the chaos, leaving behind only a few stragglers, whispering, murmuring, their faces twisted in disgust. And on t

“Don’t think too hard about it babe. We definitely knocked their socks off with that performance.” I heard Luke say as he grabbed my clamy hands, intertwining our fingers together. I felt a warm smile spread on my face as I looked up at him. Standing behind the stage, I felt my stomach churn, but I was glad Luke was here to comfort me. The arena air was pulsing with the crowd's energy. I knew our performance was electric, but as much as I wanted to get angry, I had to admit that the other guys were good. Too good! It was like watching the death and rebirth of a Phenoix. Yeah, that’s how amazing they were. “I’m not worried we did badly. I’m worried that they’re too good!” I voiced my concern, my brows dipped with worry and frustration as I watched one of the guys do a 360 reverse helicopter effortlessly. Even I couldn’t do that! I should know, I’ve tried it out a couple of times, but that move was impossible. Yet, these guys made things like that look l

VINCENZO The entire manor was fast asleep by the time Lorenzo and I returned from Vermont. We’d stopped at Pastel’s place to make sure the Vermont syndicate got our message loud and clear, and if they tried anything, they’d receive a harsher punishment than what the Ambassador and his family got. The bedroom was quiet as I carefully made my way deeper into the space. The only source of light coming from the full moon that filtered in through half-drawn curtains. And there she was, the only woman I needed in my bed, ever. I let out a deep breath as I approached. I went round the bed, my shadow falling across her sleeping face. Lena stirred in her sleep, her body curled beneath the covers, her breaths soft and rhythmic. It was late—well past 2am. I began to strip out of the coat I had been wearing all day with practiced ease, letting it fall across the back of a nearby chair. The scent of cheap cigarettes still clung to it. I took off my shoes,