GABRIEL’S POVThree days had passed since Don Masseli dared to step into our estate with his outrageous demands. In that time, we had gathered information on him, his men, and their routines, turning whispers into plans. He wouldn’t know what hit him. He had come to challenge me, and I was ready to show him just what it meant to be a Rossi.I stood in my room, slipping into a bulletproof suit, my mind numb for what was to come. Each piece of gear felt like a second skin, a reminder of the stakes we faced.As I tucked a gun into my shoe, the door creaked open.“I see you’re ready,” Kiera said, leaning against the doorpost, arms crossed, a playful smirk on her lips.I couldn’t help but smile, “You wanna join us? It’ll be fun. You know, a little chaos, a bit of gunfire.”“Hell no, I’d rather stay here and cheer from far,” she shot back.I walked over, taking her hand and planting a kiss on it.“What was that for?” She asked, and I could see her cheeks turning crimson red.“Can’t I take so
ABUELA’S POV“Ma’am your guest is here to see you,” Catherina, my eldest house staff reported.“Make him comfortable in the living room, I’ll join him soon,” I respond, putting my glasses on.Being in charge of the family business had always been hard until I chose to resign and take up my hobby of empowering women.The family business came with a heavy load of responsibilities and sacrifices. Making tough calls, eliminating threats, and taking risks is a must. As the only child and heir to my parents, I felt immense pressure to uphold the Nyx dynasty, even though I longed to carve my own path.My life had been painfully lonely; I was always too busy to socialize and, as a result, I knew nothing of love. But then I met Pedro, and he changed everything. He was nothing short of perfection. Except he was from the lower class, and though my parents never approved of our relationship, I was resolute in love with him.Our life together was nothing short of magical, and when I turned 21, I b
KIERA’S POVI erupted from the bathroom, towel in hand, dabbing my hair dry when a knock interrupted my moment of peace. I opened the door to find Claire, one of the house staff, standing there with a box in her hands.“Miss, Master Gabriel asked me to deliver this to you,” she said, handing it over.My brows knitted together.What’s Gabriel up to now?I closed the door, curiosity bubbling inside me as I opened the box. Inside lay a stunning dress and a handwritten note.“Wear this. I’ll have Marco pick you up in 20 minutes.”My eyebrows shot up. “I hope he’s not planning anything stupid this time,” I muttered to myself.Walking to my drawer, I grabbed a pen and added a little something to his note.*PLEASE*[Please, wear this. I’ll have Marco pick you up in 20 minutes]I read out, Mmmhh..That sounds a lot better. I smiled to myself as I folded the note and tucked it into my purse.Standing before the mirror, I marveled at my reflection. The dress I wore was deep red, hugging my curves
GABRIEL’S POVIt had been more than ten minutes, and Kiera still hadn’t returned. Ten minutes in the restroom? That’s suspicious. Unless she’s making a baby or trying to escape— Oh crap! My eyes flew open, realization hitting me like a freight train, as I dashed towards the restroom.Without hesitation, I burst into the women’s washroom, my heart pounding.“Kiera!”I called out, but the dead silence sent my heart racing. I checked the four restroom stalls, but she was nowhere to be found.Then something caught my eye on the sink—a purse, and I recognized it immediately.Snatching it, I confirmed it belonged to Kiera. But why leave her purse behind if she was trying to escape? Suddenly, it all clicked. This wasn’t an escape; this was an abduction. I felt a jolt in my gut, and without wasting another second, I rushed back to the VVIP lounge.“Damien!” I shouted, my voice cutting through the thumping music.He turned to me, his brows creasing in confusion. “Kiera’s been taken,” I roared
KIERA’S POVI nervously paced my room, biting my finger as my anger simmered. Enough is enough. I was done being the victim, the prey, or whatever Gabriel calls it. Living in fear was no longer an option.Gabriel had instructed me to stay in my room when we returned, and since then, I hadn’t seen a shadow of either him or Damien, and I was burning to know what they were doing to the wretch who had abducted me.Most people say when your head isn’t in the right place, your brain hits snooze Well, talk to me directly. Without thinking twice, I stormed out of my room.I approached Gabriel’s door and knocked, but there was no response. I tried Damien’s room next, but it was just as silent.As if it was planned, Lewis appeared, and we were on the same page—looking for Gabriel.“Hey, have you seen Gabriel?” I asked, urgency in my voice.“No, I’m looking for him too,” Lewis replied, pulling out his phone.He dialed Gabriel’s number, but it went straight to voicemail.“That’s odd. Gabriel doesn
KIERA’S POVI lay motionless on my bed, my eyes wide on the ceiling, watering as I had been in that position for God knows how long. I had been numb ever since, unable to comprehend why anyone’s sister would want them dead. Isn’t blood thicker than water anymore? I desperately wanted this to be a dream, one that would end with me going back to papa, to find Elise and Dahlia sitting on the couch and plotting another way to make my life a living hell. Even though I dreaded that life, I longed for it now. At least I’d be free of the crushing realization that my sister is a monster! Like a tsunami, the pain had been crashing into me ever since.I recall when Elise was ten years old, and I, thirteen. She was one of the smallest in her class and often bullied, time and again, she would tell everyone that I wasn’t her sister, but I still defended her from all her bullies to the point where I was cornered and beaten, yet I never gave up on her, but she never appreciated anything I ever did fo
MIGUEL’S POVI was on my way to the warehouse to check on the shipment that was supposed to arrive today when I got a call from Joe. “We’ve retrieved the diamonds boss,” Joe reported.My eyes suddenly flew wide, “What? How did you—”“Tracked down some of Lucas’s relatives. His third cousin let slip that he has a sick mother in Brooke City. It was an easy grab; didn’t take much convincing to get her to hand over the diamonds.” he reported, his voice steady.“So where are they now?” I asked, straightening myself.“They’re in the vault boss,” he confirmed.“Good job, Joe. This calls for a celebration. Now, we can meet with the Russians. I’m on my way to the warehouse to check on the shipment, you could meet me there.” I said, ending the call.Ugghh! Good news like this never hurts anyone. I don’t know why they’re so difficult to come by. Throwing my head back, I relaxed in the back seat, imagining all the things I could achieve with both the Russians and South Coast cartel by my side, a
DAMIEN’S POVThe night was surprisingly warm, so I decided to take a quick dip before dinner. After a hectic day filled with back-to-back board meetings, I could feel a headache creeping in, and a swim seemed like the perfect way to clear my mind. As I slid into the pool, I felt the cold waves of the water washing the day’s stress away, and I enjoyed every stroke that I made, feeling lighter with every movement.I went deep into the water, submerging myself fully while I held my breath for about a minute, and suddenly, I saw a figure standing above me. I popped my head up to find Evans, my Intel man, looking down at me.Swimming to the edge of the pool, I brushed the beads of water off my face, my legs still dangling in the water.“What do you have for me, Evans?” I posed inquisitively.“A few of my colleagues said they spotted her in Haven City, but I’m yet to confirm that rumor,” he relayed.My face instantly went sour, “You know better than to dwell on rumors. Find out if she’s ac