"One of our shipments were stolen by the vipers recently, and the location was known by only a few of us. Which means that there is someone amongst us who is still working with the vipers." Elijah explained further. "We've only fished a single person out so far, and he was our previous distributor." He commented.I dropped my eyes to my notebook."Distributor?" I wrote down before I looked up at Elijah."He distributes the weapons we sell." He commented as he carefully looked at me. "One of our biggest income comes from the weapons we sell. The weapons mostly include big and small guns, combat knifes and other blades, along with grenades.""Who do you sell them to?" I wrote down."Well... We have three divisions. A small percentage goes out to the streets. There are some people in and out of town who don't want a licensed gun, and they will pay a good amount of money to get their hands on a gun. We provide that. About more than half of the weapons are sold to the top payers. Those pe
I stood in the wide Elevator and watched the numbers go higher and higher with each floor I passed.I was a bit nervous. Despite making up with Elijah last night, I was a bit scared that he might send me away again.I shook my head at myself.He won't send me away. Not unless he wants to be wifeless. I clenched the strap of the pink bag in my hands.I looked down at my pale blue sun dress falling down to my knees, small white flowers decorating the fabric.I ran my right hand down the front of my dress before I let out a sigh."Relax, will you. You're making ME nervous." Cane mocked, and I looked at him over my right shoulder with a glare."I didn't ask you to follow me up here. You can leave if I'm making you too nervous." I signed before I turned around."No can't do, Mrs. Smith. I am going to see you off at the floor so someone doesn't try to kidnap you." He commented.My eyes slightly widened at his comment.I slowly glanced at him over my shoulder again, wondering if he was being
I stood in my art studio, finishing the painting I was making of Cilvia. Everything was done, and all the painting needed was the final touch.I stood back a bit and stared at it.My pervious angry strokes have now provided a beautiful background, and at the center of it stood Cilvia, looking just as savage as she always is."Glad to see you like Cilvia enough to paint for her." I heard Elijah's voice coming from behind me, and I quickly turned around.I watched as Elijah walked over to me with a soft smile stretching his lips."Hi." I signed as he stepped closer."Hi." He replied before he reached for me.With in the next second, his lips were pressed against mine. I drank affection from his lips, getting lost in his warm embrace.Elijah pecked my lips several times before he slightly pulled back to look down at me."How was your day, gorgeous?" He asked.A simple question made my stomach burst with countless butterflies.I nodded my head with a smile, letting him know that I had a
I slept cuddled up in Elijah's arms, drowning in the warmth he provided. Being in his arms was something special, it felt like it was straight out of a fantasy book.His warm, scarred and tattoo covered skin engulfed me, and I wanted to be nowhere else but here next to him.I snuggled his chest more, unable to fall asleep after what he told me. The images of young Elijah kept playing in my head. I could almost heart the pain filled crys he must have let out. I could almost see the amount of tears that might have escaped his eyes and washed his cheeks.I could almost feel the deep resentment that had taken a deep root into his young soul and had refused to leave.All the anger and rage in him now made sense. I understood the looks that always swarmed his eyes.I remembered how awful he used to be, and how much he used to scare me with his mere presence. I realized that all of the hate he had harbored was not unfound. And all of the distrust in him was justified.The more I knew abou
A silent scream escaped my lips as I felt the man tangle his fingers through my hair and pulled me towards him.The dark figure quickly turned me around and grabbed my face with his other hand to take a look at me. The grip he had on my face was painful, and the gaze in his eyes was that of a mad man.He carefully looked at me before a huge smirk played at his lips."Found you!" He commented before he lifted his hand from my face and struck me with a hard slap that threw me to the floor of the dining room.I held on to my cheek as tears stung my eyes at the intensity of the slap."I would play with you for a little while but, I have places I need to be and a huge cash prize I need to receive." The man commented.I turned around and watched as he pulled his gun out and twisted a silencer over the muzzle. I quickly crawled backwards, trying to find cover from the man, but he slowly approached.It felt like he knew he had me right where he wanted me.I quickly got to my feet and turned a
Elijah Smith...I looked into the large dining room with my gun held up. My hands were slightly shaking as I recalled the sight of a man standing over my wife, with his gun pointed on her head.If I had been just a few seconds short, then my woman would have been dead by now. That asshole would have shot her on the head.I would have found her body covered with her own blood, and with a hole in her skull.No. I shook my head to get rid of the haunting image in mind, and dropped my hand to my side before I started walking towards the dining room.Cane covered me from behind, hiding behind the inside of the door with his guns in his hands.A few of our men quickly entered the dining room as well, and ran towards the hall leading in the garden.I walked past the long dining table and stopped when I reached my usual seat at the head of the table.I looked down and stared at Ella, who had her back pressed against the legs of the chair.My wife's eyes were wide open as she looked down
Ella Smith...I stayed frozen by the door with my hands still rested on the final lock I had to turn to fully secure the door of the third room.I kept my eyes planted on the many locks and tried to keep them away from my hands. I already knew what they were dipped in.My ten fingers, the webs between my fingers, and the entirety of my palm was completely dry. After I had wiped my hands on the front of my shirt to get rid of the blood, I had hoped that my hands would be clean. But of course, they weren't clean.I closed my eyes and took a deep breath in through my nose and blew it out through my lips. Everything that had happened just a few minutes ago kept playing in my head.A shiver ran down my spine before it came back up to fill my head.I opened my eyes and turned to look at the six monitors. I have always wondered what was in this room, well, now I know.I stepped closer to the desk and slowly sat down on the chair. My shoulders were still shaking, as was my entire
Elijah Smith...I stared at Ella with wide eyes. Her own blue eyes jumped from one scene to the next, taking all the blood and chaos in.Her lips opened wide, and I wondered if she was trying to scream. She covered her mouth with her hand and turned around.I looked down at the man's ear pinched between my thumb and my forefinger. Cane was holding the man still and keeping his mouth covered. While I was slicing his right ear off for saying something that made my blood boil and my demons rise.I dropped the knife and part of the man's ear on the floor. My first instics was to scold her. Why doesn't this woman listen to me when I tell her to stay in the room?Instead of yelling at her and startling her even more, I decided to soften my tone. That conversation can wait, but I still needed to know what she was doing here."Ella?" I called out.I wanted to kick myself when I saw her shoulders immiedeatly tense."Ella, what are you doing here?" I asked in a calm voice, praying that
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