All Chapters of In His Brothers Bed: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Valeria povThe message was from an unknown number. I stared at the message for a while, thinking whether I should go or not. I mean, I really want to find Sandor's whereabouts, but should I just leave when I haven't told Massimo?Who am I kidding, he's out with his mistress, probably fucking her in his car. I need to find Sandor. I got to the café and no one was there. The café was even closed. What the hell? Is someone playing a prank on me? This café is closed down. I breathed out heavily, slowly getting annoyed. I grabbed my phone and started typing to the number that texted me, but as I was typing I felt something prick my arm, and before I could even react. I felt my body go limp, and my eyelid felt heavy as darkness consumed me. ****My eyes fluttered open and my body felt very weak. The air reeked of smoke and blood and antiseptic and this place was no damn hospital. The type that wanted you to puke. I realised that I was lying on a sofa. I sat up slowly, my head was ringin

Valeria pov My heart pounded so hard that I could barely hear anything else. My hands were shaking, my breath shallow. The syringe slipped from my fingers, clattering onto the floor beside the man I’d just stabbed. His eyes were wide open, frozen in shock. The girls stared at me in horror. I backed away until my spine hit the wall. My whole body was trembling. That stupid text replayed in my mind like a curse.‘I know where Sandor is, meet me at Quill Café.’ And I did. I believed it. I wanted to believe it. Now, I was paying for that mistake.I looked at the door. My fingers itched as I searched the man’s body. His belt had keys. I yanked them off with shaking hands and tried each one in the lock.The third key clicked.I froze. Nothing moved outside. No voices, no footsteps.Slowly, I pushed the door open and peeked into the dim corridor. It was empty. The flickering lights painted the walls a dirty yellow. Every sound echoed, even my heartbeat. Or was I overthinking?I moved fa

Massimo pov I sat in my chair quietly as I gulped down the whisky in my hand. The bitter drink burned my throat, but it seemed not to have thawed the burning sensation in me. It's been two fucking weeks, and I still can't find Valeria. I feel like a fucking loser. How am I able to locate top assassins and murderers but can't find my wife? Am I that incompetent? Fuck! My hand went through my hair as I thought deeply. I heard a light knock and ignored it. My door creaked open and I heard footsteps. “The fuck is wrong with you? I said no one should enter.’’“I'm sorry sir, it's your father.” I lifted my head slowly and met my father's tired eyes. “What the hell is wrong with you? Why are you here drowning yourself in alcohol when we have so much to do? Why didn't you fucking come to meet Pierre? Do you know how embarrassing that was? People think I can't control you, that I'm a terrible father…”“STOP IT!” I yelled, smashing the glass on the floor. His face twitched as he watched me.

Massimo pov The anger inside of me was crazy. So many gruesome thoughts were filling my mind. How I would end those fucking imbeciles' lives. We had just landed in Germany. And I knew there was one place all human traffickers met to exchange their goods, and by goods I mean human. I pinched the skin in between my brows as we drove to the location. I was feeling impatient and bouncing my leg nervously. Karl's voice cut through, bringing me out of my trance. “Boss, we're almost there. 15 minutes more.” I knew he wanted to ease the tension, but 15 fucking minutes? Who knows what could happen within those 15 minutes?I pulled my phone out of my pocket and called the only person who could help me. “Klaus, I need your help.”Valeria pov I opened my eyes slowly and sat up. My head was ringing, and my throat felt like it was on fire. My eyes darted around and I saw Scarface sitting there, his eyes never leaving mine. I still remember the conversation earlier, and I wasn't going to bother

Valeria pov “Stop,” I said as I backed away. “Don't touch me.” “Valeria, you can't do anything by yourself in this condition; your arm is injured. Stop being so stubborn, and let me help you.”I scoffed when he said that. Help? Wow, so he's the saint now? He's trying so hard to look like the saviour now that his plans backfired. “Maybe I'm not the one who needs help.” I simply said, and his brows furrowed for a minute, but his expression went back to being stoic. He didn’t say anything. He just walked straight towards me, making me take steps backwards. “What are you doing?” I asked again as he stopped right in front of me. “I know what you went through was fucked up and you're probably traumatised, but I'm not going to let you shut me out.” Before I could respond, he swept me off my feet, carrying me in a bridal style. A small gasp escaped my lips as he led me towards the bathroom. I wanted to say something, to protest but nothing came. Feeling his body next to mine was so comf