The awaited hour is finally here. I could see a few men walking up to the gates on foot from the security feed of the camera at the front gates."Is that them?" I asked as I turned the laptop over to Connor.He narrowed his eyes at the screen before he slowly nodded his head."Yeah. That's them." He replied, sounding a bit nervous.He glanced around the room, tensly watching Dante, Harvey, Kevin, and I.Cane, who had his back against the wall as always, had dragged a chair in front of him so his brother could sit in front of him.I nodded my head and pulled the laptop closer to me again.I was really giving myself a pat on the shoulder for making Ella stay away from my office. I could already feel the air getting more and more tense with each passing second.When they got to the gates, the front guard let them in on my order, and four other gunmen walked them down the long driveway and into the mansion.From there, four more men showed them up the stairs and to my study.The second th
Ella Smith...I sat in the surveillance room, watching the zoomed-in room. My shoulders were tense after the shot that was fired. I was sure the bullet tore through Dante.The sigh of relief I blew out of my lips was huge when I realized that the bullet missed him.My heart was drumming in my chest, wondering what caused the leader of the Vipers to react this way all of a sudden.Parts of my question were answered when Connor said that she was his daughter.Who was his daughter?I was sitting at the edge of my seat as I watched Victor walk closer to Elijah's desk. I feared for my husband's life. The only reason I agreed to stay in the surveillance room was so he would be able to focus on his own safety and not worry about mine. That way, he would be able to protect himself a hundred percent.Victor dropped himself on the seat opposite from Elijah and let out a sigh. His men remained standing by the door, not making a single move before or after he sat down."It's a long story.
A few minutes after Elijah explained about what happened at Nicolo's mansion, Dante and Harvey left to check things out.I stayed in the surveillance room, too shocked to even move a muscle.My eyes were planted on the screen, watching and listening as Elijah gave orders to Kevin and Cane. He called Dalinda and told her to prepare rooms for the vipers at the furthest wing from where our room, his office, and my art studio were located. He told her to get them settled in and then once the vipers left to get to their rooms, he called a few of his men and ordered them to keep watch of the vipers from the large surveillance room. One man was assigned to look after one viper. So, in total, six of the guards were ordered to look after the six vipers.Afterward, he told Cane to take his brother back to his room so he could rest, told Kevin to check on his son and his 'ex-wife', before he left the study.I followed him through the rest of the cameras as he made his way to our room.He walked
I found myself standing at yet another funeral. I was getting tired of having to wear black and saying farewell to yet another person.Everyone was gathered around the five dug up holes with closed caskets in them. Elijah had told me that they didn't know who was who, and with how Elizabeth didn't want to have an autopsy or any tests made, they had to burry all of them next to each other, assuming that one of them was Jacopo Nicolo.I was standing by Elijah's and Dante's side, along with those who are on the web and have businesses associated with the web.On the other side, though, stood all of the families of the deceased, including my twin sister.I looked at Elizabeth with narrowed eyes. I couldn't understand how she convinced the other families not have a DNA test done to find out who was which.She definitely had something to do with what happened at that mansion. I just know she had.Elizabeth was crying, covering her mouth with the black scarf that was around her neck. Funny h
Elijah Smith...I was just as shocked as my dear wife was when I received a call from Jacopo Nicolo, the man we thought we had just buried less than an hour ago. I stared at the screen as Jacopo struggled to keep himself on his feet. On the call, his voice sounded rough and tired, and I instantly knew the man had been through it. But I did not expect his condition to be this bad.All he said was that he needed my help, he was hurt, he needed someone to pay the taxi driver, and that he needed a place to stay. The first thought that entered my mind was to wonder why my house was turning into a hotel. Housing Cilvia, Connor, the Vipers and now Nicolo... I didn't mind about the first two, but the last two bothered me. That was, of course, until I saw the condition Nicolo was in.He slammed his hand on the gate, hoping to get someone's attention so they would let him in.I gave the gate guard a call before he could turn the man away."Let him in and help him to the house." I ordered, as
I sat next to the bed while my Ella lay on her back with her t-shirt pulled up to expose the baby bump.She looked a bit nervous and a lot unsettled.Since Jacopo came to this house half dead, she's been having a very hard time sleeping or eating.She's been asking a lot about how Jacopo was doing and if he was going to heal. I could tell that she felt horribly bad for what her sister did to Jacopi, even though she didn't have to.It has been worrying me a lot as well. In the last few weeks, Ella gad lost a lot of weight, which isn't healthy considering she's pregnant."Stop stressing." I said, earning a glare from my wife. She's been having quite tye mood swings lately, and she has been a bit fisty as well, I didn't mind.I never knew someone could be adorable when they threw a tantrum over anything and everything.Ella let out a sigh before she tensed up when Doctor Morgan applied the gell onto her lower abdomen.Her glare ws turned on the old doctor, probably upset that he didn't w
"You know what I mean?" Nicolo snapped before he looked at me."Elizabeth's life is mine." He said, and I couldn't imagine all the things he wanted do to her before he took her life.I understood his anger and need for blood. I was actually surprised that he wanted to pass the idea by us.I assumed he would go do whatever he wanted to do to get his revenge. But I guess Nicolo still values his position on the web, which was still pending review."You can't kill Elizabeth." I said. "And why the heck not?" He asked."Because my wife wants her sister to live." I replied."BULLSHIT." He snapped. "I don't care what the heck your wife wants. She doesn't have a say in this.""She does. She wants her sister to live the mess she had created. And that is what we're going to do." I replied.It would be an understatement to say that Nicolo was upset. He was angry.He pushed himself to his feet, using the anger to bite down his pain as he shot me a glare and started limping out of the room.I'd he
Ella Smith...I sat in the garden with my eyes looking into the distance. The cold night air did great to cool my swollen burning eyes. After the long sobbing session I had with myself, I was exhausted and getting hit by a massive headache.My mind went back to that room. My chest tightened as I recalled what happened in that room when Doctor Morgan was letting us see and hear our baby. Well, I guess it's babies now.I dropped my right hand to my belly and touched the bump. No wonder it was growing too big for my time.I'm almost done with my first trimester. I was almost excited as Doctor Morgan had told me the morning sickness would start fading away on my second trimester. I couldn't get excited anymore. The thought of being pregnant with twins terrified the life out of me.I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath, hoping to calm myself. I didn't want Elijah to see me this way. It was bag enough thay I had ran out on him earlier.I had seen how excited he was, and the last
I felt kisses all over my face.What a great way to wake up in the morning.I pealed my eyes open and glanced at my husband with a smile stretching my lips.Ah, the gorgeous smile on his face made me want to faint. I reached up and tapped my pointing finger on my lips, making Elijah chuckle.He leaned down to press his lips against mine, giving me a sweet good morning kiss."Good morning." He said after he pulled away."Good morning." I whispered in a very small voice.The smile that spread across his face was proof of how right my decision was to go through with the surgery Doctor Morgan recommended.Six months after our beautiful baby girls Violet and Rose had been born, I had decided that it was time for me to go through with the voice box treatment.As always, Elijah was super supportive, as were everyone else in the mansion.Doctor Morgan helped me with the preparations for the surgery while the doctor who would perform it flew in just for my treatment.The old doctor warned me th
I sat tense in the back seat of the car. Elijah had his arms around me as our driver drove us to the court house.Two and a half hours had passed since I helped my husband with his necktie, and the two of us left our mansion.We did eat out just like Elijah had promised we would. I was able to force myself to relax as I was sharing breakfast with my wonderful and attentive husband, but the second I realized that it was time for us to go to the court house, I started getting nervous again.Eating such a large portion of sweet pancakes and a full glass of milk might have been a big mistake because I felt like I was going to throw up.The feeling in my chest almost felt like I was on a scary ride at the amusement park that was shooting me up to the sky before I plummeted down to the ground and then back up to repeat the same process over and over again.It was a very sickening feeling, hence, the need to throw up."Just keep holding on to me, Love. I'm here for you." Elijah said, forcing
Ella Smith...I gently moved both of my hands over my belly, looking at the many flowers in the garden.I had a feeling of dread at the pit of my stomach at the thought of the events that are meant to take place on the very next day.It's been almost a month since Julia came to this mansion to speak to me, and ask to me drop the charges against Elizabeth. At that time, I had no idea what those charged against my twin sister were on the account of how distant and distraught I was for those days.Seeing my mother was extremely hard for me. And listening to her was ten times harder. When Elijah first told me that she was here and that he was having her sent away, something deep inside of me wanted to see her. Somehow, I just knew it would be the last time I would ever see my mother.I wanted to hear her out, not just to close a chapter in my life. There was a dumb hope in my chest that was telling me that my mother was here to apologize and maybe try to mend things. It was stupid
"Send that woman away." I ordered the new gate guard before I hung up the phone.I closed my eyes and pinched the bridge of my nose. Ella never told me to do anything to her mother, so I wasn't sure how to approach this yet. Should I have Julia meet the same fate as her favorite daughter, or should I have her forced away from the city?With how deep in the ground the Williamson's name was, it wouldn't be that hard to deal with the very last Williamson left in this town.I heard a knock on my door, and I instantly knew it was Ella, on the accounts of how my door was open and Ella would knock to get my attention, while the rest would just call out to get my attention.I looked up and watched as she slowly walked in. I noticed her bump seemed slightly bigger than last week. She's growing every single day.I offered her my hand, which she took the second she was near me. "Who was that?" She signed once she settled on my lap. "You heard me?" I asked, to which she nodded her head. "Both
I stopped the car in front of the widely opened front door. The sky was starting to light up as it was close, or maybe even past five in the morning. I didn't even bother to cut the engine before I pushed the door open and stumbled out of the driver's seat.I ran to the front door and rushed into the hall.I had to stop at how metallic the air smelled. Bodies laid in front of me, some being moved by our men.Kevin was the first one who caught my eyes."What the heck happened here?" I yelled at him. "Elijah..." He called out, ready to explain why there were bodies in and out of the house. But I stopped him, understanding that I couldn't care less about the dead people."Where is my wife?" I quickly asked. In the split second Kevin remained silent, unimaginable thoughts started invading my mind. In that small second, it felt like my life had flashed before my eyes.Kevin sighed."She's in the hall to the dining room. She refused to leave. She's been there for a few hours now." Kevin
Elijah Smith...It was a blood bath.Starting from the point we discovered one of our men dead in the surveillance room, up to the point we fought our way out of the mansion, we were bathing with blood.My shoulder was killing me. I caught the bullet when we first came across the men in the surveillance room, and it was making fighting for our life ten tines harder than it needed to be.The entire Viper mansion was ringing with gun shots. I was concerned for Cane and Connor, as they were the closest to Elliot.Once we killed our way out of the mansion and back into the nasty exit, they stopped following us, which was why we had to get to the car fast so we would be able to return to the mansion to help the twins and the Vipers.All Victor wanted us to do was get his daughter out of the mansion in case he wanted to burn it down, his words, not mine.And we did just that. After taking the girl to our car, we left her there with the getaway driver and the man who was following us before
Ella Smith...Pain exploded on my shoulder. I instinctively dropped to the ground and reached out for my left shoulder.The bullet had grazed me, but it still forced tears to my eyes.I heard Detective Kevin cuss before he shot towards the direction the bullet came from.His gun only had two rounds left, and the second it stopped firing, he stood up to cover me with his body.More shots were fired, and I was afraid the detective might have taken them for me. But one looked over my shoulder, and I saw that the shots fired were coming from the stairs, and Dalinda was the one who had the gun in her hands this time."Get out of there." She called out as Milton rushed past her to help Detective Kevin and I to move to the stairs."Miles." The detective called out before he started running back to the sitting room.The split second we were all distracted, Elizabeth shot at us again.All of us dropped to the floor. Blood spilled down the stairs, and my eyes widened as I looked up to se
Elijah Smith...Cane decided to stay in the surveillance room to keep an eye on everyone, especially Connor and Elliot.I left two men with him and left the surveillance room with Dante and one other man, and we decided to go to the rotting rooms to find Victor's daughter. I shot him a text to let him know that our group was the closest to his daughter and that we were about to help her out, that was so he would be able to focuse on the real task at hand."You really believe this marriage will work?" I whispered to Dante as we started making our way through the halls."It better work. You two are expecting a kid now." Dante replied, forcing me to roll my eyes. "You know damn well whose marriage I'm talking about." I hissed at him."Trust me, Elijah. It will work." Dante finally replied before we came to a stop at a cornor.I looked down at my phone when a low buzz came from it and saw that there was a text from Cane."Two armed men coming your way." Was what Cane sent me.I showe
I didn't want to take my time to think about what I was going to do. I didn't want my hesitation to cost the kid his life.I quickly dropped my eyes to my phone."Miles is goig to the stirs." I wrote down with utmost speed, making spelling errors I couldn't care to check. It didn't matter if my spelling was wrong in the text. All that mattered was that the detective understood what I was trying to say.I looked at the box showing that sitting room. A small light came from the corner, and I could tell that it was the light from the detectives phone. I could see panic on his face when the light gave away his expression.He quickly sent me a text."Stop him." I didn't hesitate for another second.I looked up at the monitor to see where little Miles was. The second I saw that he was getting closer to the hall turning to the stairs, I rushed to the door. Shoving my phone back into my pants, I fumbled with the locks and pulled the door open before I ran to the door of the room.I rushed