My heart pounded frantically as the car screeched to an abrupt halt.“What happened?” I asked, gripping the seatbelt tightly as if it was my lifeline.“Checking the tire pressure,” Damien muttered, his brow furrowed. “Looks like we’ve got a flat tire.”Before I could respond, he flung open the door and hopped out. I watched him inspect the rear tire, his hands moving with anxious precision.When he finally returned, his expression was grave. He pulled out his phone and dialed. “Lewis, we’ve got a flat tire on Oak Street. We need another car, ASAP.”He ended the call abruptly and dialed again.“We’ve got a problem!”He said, glancing at me, and from his tone, I could tell it was Gabriel on the line. “We’ll be on our way once Lewis brings another car. I just wanted to keep you in the loop about the setback.”Their conversation dragged on for a while with bantering in between, and he finally ended the call.I leaned back against my seat, letting out a long, exasperated sigh.“This day j
DAMIEN’S POVPerfect timing!Just when Kiera and I were finally building a connection, these urchins chose to crash our dinner.I had been tough on her, but maybe that was just a wall I built to guard myself against her charms. She had awakened something within me from the first time I caught her sneaking a glance into my room. While I was uncertain about the dynamics of her relationship with Gabriel, one thing stood out: Kiera was my kind of woman—Fierce, attractive, smart, and drop-dead gorgeous. I glanced at Kiera, her relaxed demeanor cracking under the weight of the tension.“Who are they?” She whispered, a mix of curiosity and fear coating her words.“Just stay calm.”I muttered, my eyes narrowing as I focused on the men. Their swagger was a toxic blend of arrogance and menace.In an instant, the shortest one, a hideous figure with a steely gaze, stopped in front of our table, prompting me to rise to my full height.“Well, well, if it isn't one of the Nyx Princes,” he snarled.H
ELISE’S POVI wasn’t fully asleep when Miguel entered the room. The scent of alcohol clung to him, and I wondered where he had been all day. We had barely spent time together since we got married; he was either too busy or too tired.I peeked at him through my half-closed eyelids as he stripped off his clothes and headed into the bathroom.The door clicked shut, and for a moment, silence swallowed our space whole.Then, his phone chimed. I darted my gaze toward the bathroom, my heart racing as it chimed again.Curiosity clawed at me. What had he been up to? I reached for his phone, the screen lighting up with a message from Joe:[There’s been no sign of Kiera.]Suddenly my heart tumbled, as several lines appeared on my forehead.Why would Miguel be looking for Kiera? Contempt simmered within me as I thought of her. She had always been papa’s perfect girl, his golden child, while I was left in her shadow. Despite all the hell Mom and I put her through, Kiera always seemed to come out on
KIERA’S POVThe weight of yesterday's events hung heavy in my mind, and I hadn’t seen Gabriel ever since he posed the ridiculous question. From the little I have discovered about their family, I wouldn’t want to f*ck with them, and the longer I stayed here, the more I felt like a ticking time bomb.What if there’s an attack? What if I become collateral damage in a war I didn’t choose, and get caught in a crossfire? Or worse, what if I get kidnapped? I panicked as the dreadful thoughts faded in my mind.I needed to talk to Gabriel. I had to convince him to take me back to my papa. I would work off every penny he paid El Diablo. I wasn’t cut out for this life—guns, gangs, revenge.As I approached Gabriel's room, I heard voices in the hallway. I paused, leaning against the wall to eavesdrop, and Bella’s laughter rang out, sharp and cruel.“Can you Imagine?” Bella sneered, her voice dripping with disdain. “She just waltzed in here like she’s some kind of queen. What a joke!”I clenched my
KIERA’S POVI followed Gabriel and Damien into Gabriel’s room, my mouth spilling gibberish from shock.Taking a deep breath, my gaze thinned in on Gabriel.“Look what you’ve gotten me into?” I blurted out, my voice trembling. “What are you planning to do with me?”Gabriel paced back and forth, his jaw clenched, frustration radiating from him.“Gabriel, say somethi—”He paused abruptly, his gaze locking onto mine.“I’m thinking, woman!” The sharpness of his voice made me stagger back.“Think away, then! I’m out of here.”I turned on my heel, but before I could make it out the door, Damien’s hand caught my arm.“Get your hands off me!” I hissed, shaking him off.He shook his head, his expression pleading.“I’m so done with all these,” I snarled.I flung his arm away and stormed toward my room, my heart pounding without control. I could hear Damien calling after me, but Gabriel’s voice cut through the air.“Let her be, Damien.”I slammed the door behind me, the sound echoing in the silen
KIERA’S POVThe dining room felt suffocating as Damien leaned over the table, his expression serious.“This plan involves so much risk, but it’s worth the shot.”“Risk? Like everything hasn’t been risky since I arrived in this beautiful mansion BLINDFOLDED,” I shot back, half-joking but mostly serious.The tension in the air crackled, and I could feel my heart racing, as I tried to mask my fear by being sarcastic.Damien shot me a hilarious look, but Gabriel chimed in, “Kiera, this isn’t a game. You should leave. I don’t think you can handle this discussion.”I crossed my arms defiantly, “I’m not going anywhere. This is about me, and I have the right to stay.”They graded gazes, the weight of their unspoken conversation hanging between us. Gabriel finally nodded, and I felt a rush of relief.I’m in this, whether they like it or not. I would not be left out and let them plan on doing something dangerous that could ruin my life.“First, we gather Intel on Don Masseli’s crew. We need to
KIERA’S POVThe world around me was a blur of shadows and I fought to break through the haze, my heart racing with confusion as I slowly regained consciousness.“Hey, Kiera, can you hear me?” Gabriel’s voice pierced through the fog, and I managed to open my eyes, blinking against the harsh light.“What happened?” I croaked, my throat dry as sandpaper.“You collapsed,” he said, his brow furrowed with concern. “Are you okay?”I took a shaky breath, trying to piece together my scattered thoughts.“I just… I feel exhausted.”“I was so worried when you passed out. We shouldn’t have involved you in that conversation. I’m sorry,” he said, guilt clouding his eyes.“It’s not your fault, I insisted on being present,” I stated, rubbing my temples. “How long have I been out?”“Eighteen hours,” he replied.“What! I was out for that long?” I screamed, my voice echoing in the room.“I’m glad you’re okay now,” he said quickly. “Freshen up and meet me in the dining hall. I have a surprise for you.”Wi
ELISE’S POVStanding before the mirror, I admired the beautiful lingerie that clung perfectly to my body. Miguel hadn’t touched me, and I was dying to be held, to be felt. I craved to be slammed against the bed and ravished with pleasure. My hands trailed along my belly, settling on my perky pink buds, and I caressed them with the tip of my finger.Just in time, the door swung open and Miguel swooped in. His gaze brushed me shortly before he started undoing his tie.A dirty thought swept into my mind and I nibbled on my bottom lip. My steps, provocative as I strolled to him.“Let me help you with that,” I said, attempting to grab his tie.He nudged my hand off, “I can do that myself.”A frown kissed my face as my brows creased together, “Isn’t it a duty of a wife to cater for her husband?” I voiced, making another attempt to touch him again.“I said I can do it myself!” he yelled, pulling strings of shock in my heart.The underlying frustration that wrecked my body caused my heart to