Ivy ran out of the room, her high heels clicking on the marble floor as she desperately sought escape from the horror she had just witnessed. She didn't stop until she reached the bar, where she grabbed a bottle of liquor from the table and made a swift exit.The cool night air hit her like a slap in the face, but she didn't slow down. She kept walking, the bottle clutching tightly in her hand, until she found herself alone in a deserted alleyway. It was there that she finally stopped, her back against the wall, and unscrewed the cap of the bottle.The liquor burned her throat as she drank, but she didn't care. She needed something, anything, to erase the image of that dead body from her mind. Born into a mafia family, Ivy had always been sheltered from the cruel realities of their world. Her brother and father had always kept her away from it, but now she had seen it up close and personal.As she drank, Ivy's mind raced with thoughts of what she had just seen. The way Victor had kill
Victor sprinted towards Ivy, his heart racing with worry. As he approached, Ivy turned towards him, the piece of broken bottle still clutched in her hand. Seeing Victor, she burst into tears, her body shaking with sobs.Victor's face contorted with concern. "Baby, are you hurt? What happened to you?" he asked, trying to gently pry the broken bottle from her hand.Ivy pointed towards the shopkeeper, her eyes accusing. Victor's gaze followed, and his expression darkened as he took in the scene. He glared at the shopkeeper, his death stare sending a shiver down the man's spine."Did he do anything to you?" Victor growled, his hand instinctively reaching for his gun.Ivy nodded, still crying, and Victor's eyes flashed with anger. But before he could act, the sound of police sirens filled the air, and a police car screeched to a halt in front of them.An officer stepped out, eyeing the scene warily. "What's going on here?" he asked, his hand resting on his hip.The shopkeeper, still coweri
Victor struggled to comprehend the situation. Ivy swiftly sat astride him, her legs wrapping around his waist like a vice. The gown she still wore had ridden up, exposing her sexy thighs, and Victor found himself entranced by the sight. He couldn't tear his gaze away, his heart racing with a mix of shock and desire.Ivy's eyes sparkled with mischief as she untied Victor's hair, her fingers caressing the long strands with a gentle touch. "I like your long hair; it suits you," she whispered, her breath hot against his ear. "Never cut it, or I'll cut you."Victor chuckled, his eyes never leaving hers, but his heart skipped a beat at her words. No woman had ever made him feel this way before—like he was under her spell, unable to resist her charms.But then, Ivy's question caught him off guard. "Are you a virgin?" she asked, her voice husky and seductive.Victor's expression remained calm, but his mind reeled. How could she ask such a thing? Didn't she know who he was—the feared mafia lea
Ivy walked into the dining area, her hair still damp from the shower, and her eyes scanning the room for Maria. But to her surprise, Maria was nowhere to be found. It was strange; Maria never took a day off without notice.Ivy's gaze landed on Victor, who was already seated at the table, sipping his coffee. "Why is Maria absent today?" Ivy asked, her voice laced with concern.Victor's smile was casual, but his eyes gleamed with amusement. "I gave Maria the day off," he replied, his voice nonchalant.Ivy's eyes narrowed, her mind racing with questions. "Then who will do all this household work? Is anyone else coming?" She asked, her voice firm.Victor's smile grew wider, his eyes glinting with mischief. "You," he said, his voice low and husky. "You will do all this."Ivy's eyes widened in shock, her face pale. "I am not going to do all this," she protested, her voice rising. "You're joking, right?"But Victor's face was serious, his eyes cold and hard. "I don't joke," he said, his voic
Ivy stood in front of the stove, determined to cook a decent meal despite her limited experience. She began by chopping the vegetables, but her inexperience showed as she cut her finger several times. She winced in pain as the sharp knife sliced through her skin, but she didn't stop. She kept cutting, her finger bleeding, as she tried to chop the vegetables into small pieces.As she moved on to cooking the meat, she accidentally touched the hot pan with her hand, burning herself. She cried out in pain, but still, she didn't stop. She kept cooking, her hand throbbing in pain as she tried to brown the meat.Despite her hurts, Ivy continued to cook, her determination driving her forward. She added spices, stirred the pot, and tasted the food, all while trying to ignore the pain in her finger and hand.As she cooked, the aroma of sizzling meat and steaming vegetables filled the kitchen, but Ivy's hands told a different story. Her finger was bleeding, her hand was burnt, and her skin was r
Ivy walked into Victor's room, expecting to find him asleep in bed. But instead, she saw him sitting on the couch, his head nodding forward as he slept. She wondered why he wasn't sleeping in the bed, and a pang of guilt hit her. Had he left the bed for her?But what Ivy didn't know was that Victor was maintaining distance from her, trying to protect himself from the trouble that came with being close to her. He had seen her burnt hands and cuts on her fingers, and his heart ached. That's why he had eaten the food without complaining, to make her feel good.Ivy approached Victor, concern etched on her face. She tapped his shoulder, trying to wake him up. But Victor was in a deep sleep, and the sudden touch startled him. He instinctively reached under the pillow and pulled out a gun, pointing it at Ivy.Ivy's eyes widened in fear as she stumbled backward, falling to the floor. Victor's eyes snapped open, and he saw Ivy cowering on the ground, fear etched on her face. He quickly realize
Ivy stormed out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel, her hair dripping wet. She thought Victor was gone, but he was sitting on the couch, his eyes fixed on his laptop screen. For a moment, their eyes met, and Ivy felt a shiver run down her spine. Victor quickly looked away, his expression unreadable.Ivy's anger boiled over as she realized she was still a prisoner in this house. "I have to go home," she said, her voice firm. "I miss my brothers."Victor didn't look up from his laptop. "You won't go anywhere."Ivy's frustration turned to fury. "Why are you doing this?" she demanded. "First, you take my phone, then you imprison me here and don't let me talk to anyone. Does anyone treat their fiancé like this? You don't even know how to treat a girl. You're an animal."Victor's eyes snapped up, his gaze piercing. He stared at Ivy, his expression intense. "I took you out once," he said, his voice low. "Don't forget what you did."Ivy's face reddened with anger. "I was drunk," she spat.Vi
Victor paced back and forth in his office, his mind consumed by thoughts of Ivy. It had been a month since they started living together, and he had managed to keep his distance, adhering to his principles and family tradition. But it was getting harder, especially after what she did that day. He couldn't shake off the memory of her body, her touch, her kisses.As a mafia leader and businessman, Victor was known for his focus and control. But Ivy was making it difficult for him. He found himself canceling important meetings, avoiding work, and spending most of his time thinking about her.The door to his office burst open, and Liam walked in, looking concerned. "What's your problem, man? What are you doing?" he asked, noticing Victor's restlessness.Victor stopped pacing and turned to face Liam. "Come to the point," he growled.Liam didn't hesitate. "You canceled all the important meetings. You know how crucial those deals were for us. We've been waiting for months, and now you're ruin
Five years had passed since Sophie's arrival, bringing unparalleled joy to the Blackwood estate. Ethan, now a seasoned uncle, cherished every moment with his niece.On this sun-kissed afternoon, Ethan tended to his garden, nurturing the blooms that brought serenity to his busy life.As he inspected a particularly vibrant rose bush, a tiny hand wrapped around his leg.Ethan's heart swelled with affection."Sophie!" Ethan exclaimed.He lowered himself to her level, his eyes locking onto hers.Sophie's usually bright face was etched with concern.Ethan's expression softened."Sweetheart, why are you sad?" Ethan asked.Sophie's lower lip trembled."Uncle, all the flowers there have withered," Sophie pointed to a patch of wilted blooms.Ethan's smile reassured her."Baby, they will freshen again when we take good care of them," Ethan promised.Sophie's eyes sparkled with curiosity."Really?"Ethan nodded."Let's water these flowers together."Sophie nodded enthusiastically.Ethan swept Sop
Victor's eyes snapped open, disoriented for a moment before focusing on his wife's frantic face."Ivy? What's wrong, baby?" Victor's voice was laced with concern.Ivy's eyes sparkled with panic."My water just burst!" she exclaimed.Victor's expression transformed from calm to shock."What?! Now?!" Victor's voice rose.Ivy's face contorted in discomfort."Ahhh, oh God...what should I do with this...idiot? Take me to the hospital!" Ivy's words tumbled out.Victor sprang into action, but in his haste, he forgot the most crucial person—Ivy."Yes, let's go!" Victor called over his shoulder.He took a few strides before realizing Ivy wasn't following.He turned to find Ivy glaring at him."Where do you think you're going?" Ivy's voice dripped with sarcasm.Victor's face flushed."Sorry, baby, I'm nervous," he admitted.Ivy's expression softened."Pick me up; I can't walk. They're twins," she shouted.Victor rushed to Ivy's side and scooped her into his arms."I've got you, baby," Victor wh
"Liam, you were like a brother to me," Victor said, his voice low and menacing. "But now, you're nothing but a traitor."Victor's eyes blazed with fury."You used me, manipulated me, and betrayed me," Victor accused. "All for your twisted sense of revenge."Victor took a step closer to Liam."Sophia's death was a tragedy, but using it to justify your treachery is vile," Victor spat. "You've dishonored her memory."Victor's voice dripped with venom."You'll pay for what you've done, Liam," Victor vowed. "You'll suffer for your betrayal."Victor's gaze locked onto Liam's."You're no longer family," Victor declared. "You're no longer human. You're nothing but a monster."Victor's words hung in the air, heavy with malice."Ryder, take him away," Victor ordered, his voice cold. "Lock him up. Throw away the key."Victor turned his back on Liam, dismissing him."You're dead to me, Liam."Victor's eyes never left Liam's retreating figure as Ryder dragged him away.The tension hung like a live
"Don't forget, Victor, Julian betrayed you," Liam whispered. "He colluded with your enemies against you."Victor's gaze never wavered."And Ethan and Lucas tried to kill Elijah," Liam added, fueling Victor's anger.Victor's eyes locked onto Liam, his expression unreadable.The Smith brothers stood frozen, sensing the escalating tension.Liam continued, his words dripping with malice."Adrian and Julian want to destroy you, Victor. They're waiting for the perfect moment to strike."Victor's voice was low, deadly."Adrian, Julian, and you, Liam, want to destroy me," Victor said, his words sending shockwaves.Liam's eyes widened, his face pale.The room fell silent, the air thick with tension.Liam's words hung in the air, like a dagger poised to strike.The Smith brothers exchanged uneasy glances, sensing Victor's wrath.Ethan took a step forward."Victor, what are you talking about?" Ethan asked, caution etched on his face.But Victor's gaze remained fixed on Liam."Liam's words just s
Outside Ivy's hospital room, Lucas, Ethan, and Julian Smith stood clustered together, their faces etched with worry and anger."How could this happen?" Lucas demanded, his voice low and urgent. "She went to meet Victor Blackwood, and now she's lying in there, fighting for her life."Ethan's jaw clenched, his eyes burning with a mix of guilt and frustration."I promised Elizabeth, our stepmom, that I'd protect Ivy, no matter what," Ethan reminded himself, his voice laced with self-reproach. "And now...now I've failed."Julian placed a reassuring hand on Ethan's shoulder."This isn't your fault, Ethan," Julian said firmly. "We don't even know what happened yet."But Ethan couldn't shake the feeling of responsibility."I remember Elizabeth's final words," Ethan said, his voice cracking. "She was lying in the hospital bed after Dad's passing. She grasped my hand, looked me in the eye, and said, 'Protect Ivy at any cost, Ethan. Keep her safe, no matter what.'"Ethan's eyes welled up with t
Liam's voice dripped with malice as he spoke to Victor in the hospital hallway, outside Elijah's room."You're just sitting idle while the Smiths continue to hurt your family, Victor. How can you not take action?" Liam goaded.Victor's expression remained stoic, but Liam's words struck a nerve."You're worried about Ivy, aren't you?" Liam sneered. "She's a Smith, Victor. She'll always choose her family over you."Victor's mind flashed back to Ivy's words: "I trust my brother Julian, not you." The memory stung.Liam's voice cut through Victor's thoughts."Remember Sophia? Ethan's recklessness led to her death in the Xandros attack. Now, because of the Smiths, another Blackwood is fighting for his life," Liam spat, referring to Elijah.Liam's eyes bored into Victor's."You once sought revenge against Ethan, even targeting Ivy. But now, a girl has changed you, made you forget your family and your vendetta."Just then, Victor's gaze fell upon Ivy, standing frozen in the hallway, her eyes
Jane's eyes, red-rimmed from crying, met Victor's as he entered the dimly lit hospital room."Victor," she whispered, her voice cracking.Victor's face twisted in anguish as he rushed to her side."Jane, my dear, I'm so sorry," he murmured, embracing her tightly.Elijah lay motionless in the bed, machines beeping around him."How is he?" Victor asked, his voice low and urgent.Jane's gaze drifted back to her husband."The doctors say...he'll live," she stammered.Victor's jaw clenched."But at what cost?" he muttered.Jane's eyes overflowed."They did this to him, Victor. Ivy's brothers."Victor's face darkened."I know, Jane. And they'll pay for it."Jane's grip on Victor's arm tightened."Don't do anything rash, Victor. Please."Victor's gaze softened."For you, Jane, I'll restrain myself. But I won't let this go unpunished."Jane's voice trembled."What about Ivy? Does she know?"Victor's expression turned cold."I don't know. But she'll soon learn the truth."Jane's eyes filled wi
Victor's thoughts shifted to Jane, Elijah's pregnant wife.Where was she?Liam's quiet voice answered his unspoken question."Sir, Jane went to her parents' house for a visit. She's not aware of Elijah's condition."Victor's anxiety spiked.How would he face her?Tell her that her husband, the father of her unborn child, lay broken and battered?The weight of responsibility crushed him.He should have protected Elijah better.Now he had to confront Jane's tears, her fears, and her anger.Victor's gut twisted into knots.He couldn't bear the thought of shattering her happiness."Elijah's going to be okay," Victor whispered to himself.He had to believe it.For Jane's sake.For the sake of their unborn child.Liam's gentle voice broke the silence."Sir, shall I arrange for Jane to be brought here?"Victor nodded, his throat constricting."Yes. Prepare the jet. Bring her back safely."Liam nodded and slipped out of the room.Victor's eyes lingered on Elijah's fragile form.He vowed silen
Victor's face twisted in rage as Ivy stood firm."You're still defending them after everything I've done for you?" Victor spat.Ivy's voice trembled."I'm not defending anyone, Victor. I just want peace between our families."Victor's laughter was cold."Peace? Your family doesn't know the meaning of the word."With a sudden burst of fury, Victor slammed his fist onto the nearby table, sending ornaments shattering to the floor.Ivy flinched."Victor, stop!"But Victor's anger was unstoppable."You're just like them—blind to reason, driven by hatred," he snarled.He swept his arm across the table, sending more objects crashing to the ground.Ivy's tears welled up."Victor, please..."But Victor stormed out of the room, leaving Ivy shaken.She collapsed onto the couch, tears streaming down her face.How had things escalated so quickly?She worried about her brothers, Ethan and Lucas, and their involvement in the family feud.Were they safe?Did they know about Victor's growing anger?Iv