Novel & Cerita Daphne Omori

"How is this secret agent close to you? Daphne asked and sat up. "She was once a clan member and was the best gun shooter and fighting skills among the female members, she was also smart. I was looking for a trustworthy spy to place in my enemies' space then. She decided to volunteer for it. It breaks me that she had to go but she told me she had another mission because that useless dude was behind her parents death. In order to get a smooth perfect revenge, she had to go. "Did she get her revenge? " Daphne asked curiously.

Three Days Later Daphne stood at the National Gallery. Hair pinned in soft curls, her green eyes masked behind a veil of dark lashes. Her floor-length black gown hugged her in all the right places, a masterpiece of elegance and misdirection. No one would look at her and think killer. But the blade hidden in her thigh holster didn’t care what they thought. She moved through the crowd, champagne flute in hand, like she belonged. Every sense was alert. Her target, Viktor Petrov, hadn’t arrived yet. She had time to prepare. Time to breathe.

Prince Roderick inquired, his voice laced with curiosity. Daphne brushed a strand of her obsidian hair behind her ear, a delicate smile playing on her lush lips. "Actually, you have nothing to worry about. I came to check on your well-being, with your brother who is also now absent." she replied, her eyes, a deep shade of emerald, sparkling with genuine concern.

Alfredo Fabri POV You see in this business you're either in or you're out. But the “out” in this case implies that you're no longer alive and far from the earthly realm. Getting into the world of organized crime is no child's play, and by virtue of swearing an OMERTÀ, an oath on the Saints, you're in for life. You never get out, never. But there was only ever one exception our little world had witnessed and that's in the case of Lorenzo Rizzo also known as “The Whisper”.

She snarled, and my phone rang. She looked at me and when I realized that it was him again, Daphne snatched the phone from me and answered it. "Listen here, you piece of shit. If you don't get rid of that video on the internet before the day ends, I will find you and squeeze your balls in my hand. Who do you think you are, embarrassing Sienna like that? Aren't you ashamed of yourself? If you want her attention, there are better ways to get it than behaving like a total dick!" She snapped and then hung up the call.

~ DARIUS ~ The bourbon burned going down, but it didn't calm the storm raging inside my chest. I stood in my office, staring at the phone on my desk. Thorne's voice was still echoing in my head, the way it trembled when he described what happened at Draven's gate. Alpha Thorne, a man who had fought in three territory wars, reduced to a shaking wreck by an omega girl. "Darius," Selene said carefully from the doorway. "You need to calm down."

I say. Moving closer I continue holding her hand, “My name is Alpha Kate Adams, Alpha to the Golden Moon Pack,” she says proudly. I recognize who she is immediately. She is the one of few female Alphas and the toughest female Alpha our generation has ever seen. I am excited to have a mate who will bring excitement to my life. I smile at her pulling her closer to me, “Well Alpha Kate, we should have a dance, don’t you think?” I say pulling her to the dance floor as tingles move between us.

replied Harvey calmly. “Fine! I’ll wait! “If you can’t get out of the situation by then, I’ll deal with you myself!” Daphne crossed her hands while looking at Harvey with her nose. Harvey casually played with his phone when he saw news of Country H’s Martial Arts Alliance being the new great director of the World Martial Arts Alliance. Three minutes had passed, but nothing had changed. Daphne showed a disdainful look when she looked at her Cartier watch, that no one knew where she got it from.

Sinn looked at her questioningly, then turned behind her, looking in the mirror. “Holy crap!” She exclaimed, seeing now the complete mark on her body. “I’m going to kill that bastard!” She raged, turning around and touching the mark to see how far it reached. Anna laughed, loudly. “Don’t be ridiculous, it looks like the coolest tattoo, ever, I’ve never seen such a mark, never!” She flailed her arms as if trying to convince Sinn, how wonderful she looked. “Besides, I knew something wasn’t right about your origin, you couldn’t possibly be an omega.” Anna looked at her thoughtfully, with her hand on her chin.

She knew his mighty hand could easily sever her throat and kill her. Every fiber of her knew that the best course of action would be to quit talking and pull back from this dangerous man, but she felt compelled to act—anything to keep her morals intact. “I… I’m an alpha daughter, and mating is important to me. But will only give it all to my destiny. So, please…” she said, more of a beg. Even if Emily was sick of begging, she still tried it at this moment. The blinding white light in the ward had been chilly and glaringly vibrant.