Chapter 31~ Vivian Locke

MATTEO "Sir, you have a guest." I was distracted by the voice of one of my men as he stepped in.I frowned. "A guest?""Yes, sir," He answered. "She calls herself Vivian."Vivian. That name sounded familiar to my ears, a name I never thought I'd forget so soon. I felt Micheala's eyes on me, waiting for an explanation to who the guest was, and why she was here."Tell her I’ll be there in five minutes," I instructed and he left."Why do I feel like Vivian is more than just a mere guest?" She asked. I knew she had said that to get words out of my mouth, and she wasn't going to let go until she got her answer."She's just a friend," I told her. "We'll have this conversation later." I placed the gun down on the table and walked out of the room, leaving her behind.I walked down the stairs slowly, trying to get over the whole incident. At this point, I didn’t need more problems. I just wanted to breathe. But as soon as I reached the bottom step, I saw her.Vivian.She stood in the living r

Last Updated : 2025-07-05

Chapter 32~ Rival Attack

MATTEO I could feel my blood boiling as I sped out of the compound. The car engine roared, tires screeched, but I didn’t care. My hands were tight on the steering wheel, my foot heavy on the gas.The streets flew by in a blur of lights and shadows. Cars honked, some drivers swerved out of my way. I barely noticed. Every second counted. If I got there too late, I might lose everything.Not my warehouse. Definitely not tonight.A sharp turn nearly threw the car off balance. I didn’t slow down, neither was I thinking of doing that. Rather, I pressed harder. A few more streets, and the warehouse came into view.But what I saw made my heart pound harder. My men at the entrance laid lifeless on the ground outside the gate. I couldn't even think straight. They were just five of them, but it felt like I had lost twenty.And there they were, two of Pedro’s dogs. Standing guard like they owned the place, like they were proud of what they’d done. My anger exploded, and I wanted nothing but to w

Last Updated : 2025-07-06

Chapter 33~ Searching For Emily

GINAI walked into the police department for what felt like the hundredth time. My legs were tired from coming here, but I kept showing up. I had to. Someone had to keep asking, even if the answers never changed.The same officers were at their desks, typing on computers or talking on their radios. Some glanced at me, that sad, tired look. The one that said “Poor girl, she’s still hoping.” I hated that look. It made me feel weak, like I was chasing nothing. But I didn’t care what they thought, I was here for Emily. I had to keep trying.At the front desk, Officer Cole looked up at me. His eyes were red from lack of sleep, or maybe from staring at a computer all day. He looked at me, and just sighed as I stopped in front of him.“Any news?” I asked, trying to keep my voice calm.He shook his head, the same slow shake he always gave. “I’m sorry, Miss. Gina. Nothing yet.”I clenched my fists at my sides. “How can there be nothing? She’s been missing for so long. Are you people even looki

Last Updated : 2025-07-07

Chapter 34~ Micheala's Jealousy

GINAI didn’t waste any more time. I picked up my phone and quickly dialed Detective Lee’s number. The line rang for a few seconds before he answered.“Gina?” His voice sounded like he already knew something was wrong.“Yes, sir. It’s about Emily Thompson,” I said, "She's been missing for a month now."There was silence for a moment on his end. Then, his tone changed. “Why are you only calling me now? You should have informed me earlier!”“I’m sorry,” I said quickly. “I thought the department was doing all they could. But nothing is moving. I need your help, Detective Lee. Please.”He let out a heavy sigh. “Alright. I’ll start looking into it right away. Where can we meet?”“There’s a restaurant near my place. Can we meet there tonight?”“Fine,” he said. “Text me the address. I’ll be there.”When I ended the call, I realized Stephanie had been standing nearby, listening the whole time.“Is this about Aunt Emi?” she asked softly.I nodded. “Yes. But don’t worry, I’ve spoken to Detectiv

Last Updated : 2025-07-08

Chapter 35~ Miss Thompson is Dead 1!

MATTEOI was pacing back and forth in my office, my hands were clenched so tight that my knuckles turned white. The whole event hasn't left my mind, they kept burning like it was all happening right now. And for a thousand reasons, I couldn't get myself let go. Every second felt like a year to me. I needed answers. I needed action.Then my phone buzzed on the desk. I grabbed it so fast I almost dropped it.“Boss, we found it,” my tech guy said on the other end. His voice sounded nervous, like he knew how much this meant to me. “Pedro’s warehouse. We have the exact location.”A dark grin formed on my face. “Send me the address. Now.”The message came through within seconds. I didn’t waste time. I stormed out of the office and shouted down the hallway. “Dominic! Gather the men. We move now!”Dominic came running, looking worried. “Boss, slow down for a second, let me and the boys handle it. Please, I’ll take the men. You stay here where it’s safe.”I stopped and glared at him. “Stay her

Last Updated : 2025-07-09

Chapter 36~ Miss Thompson is Dead 2!

MATTEOI didn’t think, I didn’t stop to breathe. I just ran. My feet moved faster than I could carry myself. I didn’t care who saw me or what they thought, I had to see for myself. Was Emily really dead? My heart was beating so hard, I could hear it in my ears. I didn’t understand why I felt like this. Why was I so desperate? Why did it matter so much?The woman from my past… now dead? How could that be?I pushed open the door to the room where they had kept her. My breath caught in my throat. There she was, lying so still on the cold floor. The men had placed her there gently, like she was already a corpse they didn’t want to break further. I stared at her. For a second, I couldn’t even move.Her face… her body… it didn’t look like Emily anymore. Bruises covered her skin. The marks of whips, of fists, of pain. I could see dried blood. Her clothes were torn and dirty. I dropped to my knees beside her. My hands trembled as I touched her arm. She was cold. Too cold. I pressed my fingers

Last Updated : 2025-07-10