All Chapters of Unspoken Desires - Book 3: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Unspoken Desires - Chapter 12GinoIt’s been two days since my private plane was hijacked. A full day since they locked Alexandra and me in a sealed concrete box.The only light comes from a grimy little window near the ceiling. It’s too high to reach and too small to actually matter.Alex hasn’t eaten since we got here. She’s barely touched the water trickling from the rusted sink in the corner.Still, she keeps fussing over me like always. Checking my hands, my breathing, asking if I’m too cold, too hot. But I can see it, she’s fading. Her skin’s pale, her body trembling. Lips dry and cracked.I hate that I can’t do a damn thing to help her.She pulls herself to her knees and crawls toward me, slow like every joint hurts. She curls into my side, lays her head on my shoulder. Inhaling deep when she is comfortable.I wrap my arms around her, trying to warm her with what little body heat I’ve got left.She’s watching me, but not saying anything.I press a soft kiss to her temple. “It’s

Unspoken Desires - Chapter 14DamianMatt and I have been holed up in the hangar for almost half an hour now. We came early hoping to stop Sareena from taking her flight, but it left 5 minutes before we got here. That was 35 minutes ago, but she’s got a long-ass layover in Nashville, so we’ve got time to catch her, just not a lot.We’re both running on fumes. He’s leaning against the counter, arms crossed, staring at the jet like it’s going to give us answers. I’m pacing.“Shooter at the café,” Matt starts. “Max and Gabby get caught making out. Then Gino’s jet gets jacked…”. He looks up at me. “And Sophia gets kidnapped?”I nod, jaw clenched. “And somehow Svetlana’s the one pulling the strings.”“She’s an orphan,” he says. “No crew, no backing. How the hell is she making plays like this?”“Either someone’s backing her… or we’ve seriously underestimated her.”We’re still chewing on that when the side door opens and in walks Maximus.Matt and I both straighten up. Luca and Mario were cr

Unspoken Desires - Chapter 16SophiaI was lying on the cold concrete floor, my head in my grandfather’s lap. His hand moved slowly through my hair, the way he used to when I was little and couldn’t sleep. He was doing it now to calm me, but I could feel the tremble in his fingers. He was the one who needed comfort. He was trying to be strong for me, for all of us, but he looked thinner today. Much paler. Like the days were wearing him down faster than he’d admit.Across from us, Alexandra and Connie were asleep, curled up under the threadbare blankets they gave us last night.Connie was quietly snoring. Days without sleep had finally caught up with her. Her face actually looked… peaceful.Alexandra still had dark circles under her eyes, but at least her lips had some color again. She admitted she hadn’t slept in nearly six days - too afraid to close her eyes, terrified something would happen to Grandpa.So I told her to rest. That I’d sit with him. Keep an eye on him. Honestly, I jus

Unspoken Desires - Chapter 18GabriellaIt was nearly two in the morning by the time we wrapped the plan with Damian and Matteo.Starting tomorrow, everything was going to get real. No more talking, no more theory. We had one shot to get it right, and we all needed to be sharp.I was heading back up to the room Lessia and I were sharing when I heard my phone ringing in the distance. Still where I’d left it on the dresser. I hadn’t looked at it all day.By now, both Dad and Zio had definitely found the note I’d left for them and were probably halfway to having aneurysms. Blaming Mom and Zia for spoiling me, no doubt.But they didn’t care what I wanted, so why should I?Good thing I’d remembered to turn off my location before I left. Let them sweat.“Gabby, you didn’t tell your parents, or mine? They are worried and asking me where you are?” Vincent’s voice stopped me as I passed his door.I turned slightly and glanced in. Max was sitting on the bed, pretending not to listen. But he fai

Unspoken Desires - Chapter 20SophiaAnother morning in this fucking nightmare. I’m so tired of waking up in between these concrete walls and the stale air, and I’m tired of pretending I’m okay when everything inside me is screaming. I know I sound like a spoiled brat, but it’s hard.I sit up and scan the room. Grandpa looks so much worse today. He barely touched the toast they gave us earlier this morning. His hands were shaking so bad I had to help him drink his water.Connie also looks really pale, she’s been dehydrated and seems to be developing a fever. Thankfully, Alexandra had packed every over-the-counter medicine known to man.I turn towards grandma Alexandra. Her skin is also pale and she looks cold. She hasn’t been able to keep anything down in the last two days.They’re feeding us, but it’s all unhealthy crap. High carbs, no real protein. Nothing that helps, nothing that fuels. Just enough to keep us standing, but weak.I think we’ve been here for over a week, but I honest