RAYMOND POVWhen we were going to one of our safe locations, blondy was still sleeping in the van and two of our deadliest men accompanied us in the van while Philip our hand Right man, drove it.We have decided to come in one van, it is clear that we have to talk about what is happening, even more so after what happened with the blondy on the plane.Penny's image with our brands invades my mind and that makes my mouth water, although I can't help it when a smile takes over my lips when I remember how strange she walked and how she insulted us when Noah made some comment. It is our fault for making her walk a little strange, but for the hell of it, I don't regret it.So here we are, for the first time in years there is an awkward silence surrounding the three of us, we have never had difficulty getting along between us, for a reason we are brothers, and I'm not talking about that shit about sharing genes (which Is clear we do not share)I'm talking about something more loyal, more hon
So it's him and me, although in this moment that he threw me into the mud, I think we're friends, he's upset with me because I hit him in the face as we played.I pick up some mud in my hands and throw it at him, causing it to hit his chest and get even dirtier, his shirt is full of holes because that's the clothes they give here.Regardless Oscar pounces on me and we start fighting in the mud, one of his fists hits my cheekbone and I think I pull his hair while my knee hits his stomach, we roll through in the mud until at some point we stop fighting and I think now we just we push each other while we laugh.Oscar is a couple of years older than me, according to what my last caregiver said I am 9 years old and Oscar is 11, but still, he is my best friend.It depends on the situation when I was thrown into the mud, I think I didn't want to be his friend, but when he accompanied me to the infirmary after some caregiver beat me up and came back to do it again.His arms wrap around mine a
OSCAR POV I had a plan, a very crazy plan, but a plan.And if it doesn't work, we are dead.I battle against men who have been dragging me across the Pavement no matter how my skin gets hurt.I hear Raymond and Noah's complaints.They take us back to the orphanage, I just turned twelve years old and I'm still locked up in here, only this time we head to the stairs that lead to the basement, and they never let anybody come down here, it is prohibited.It doesn't matter how I screamed, I can't get them to release us and when we enter the basement and see the guy who is responsible for the beatings they give us day to day, I position myself, because I know that there will be no way out and whatever happens to us, whatever they do here, will be much worse.I think it's time for me to introduce myself, after all, you are the three brats who won't stop causing problems, he smiles cynically.His men chain us to an electro-welded mesh in the basement, My name is Aleksandr Vladimir, I'm a Rus
I feel a tightness in my chest about his words and I see that Raymond feels the same, Noah gives us one of his funny smiles.Bah, how cute!, his Uncle interrupts us, Okay, let's go, boys.Next thing I knew, this Christopher guy and his men took us out of the orphanage and they drove us to some impressive car, I fell asleep immediately.They woke me up when we arrived at what they call the safe area since they explained to us that it was not safe to go to the airport right now because it would be the first place they searched when they looked for us.Christopher gave us, new clothes and he told us where we could shower, and I took a shower, It never felt as good as it does now, even the water in the shower is one hundred percent clean. It took me almost one hour to shower, my hair which should be cut urgently, never felt so soft.The clothes they gave me for the first time were clean, it does not smell bad and they were not torn, is my size, and the shoes were not broken, on the contr
NOAH POV Things at home have been great, it's been a month since Uncle Christopher got us out of that orphanage of hell. He is my mom's younger brother and he is the right-hand man in the organization she rules.Raymond and Oscar have managed to adapt pretty well to life here in the mansion, we have gained weight, and our bones are no longer visible, our skin is no longer that sickly pale and we don't wear dirty clothes. Mom sent her people to buy so many new clothes for me and my friends.I think they will never stop trying everything she bought, plus she let them personalize their new rooms that are on each side of mine.She treated them as part of the family, and now they are, she always them calls for dinner, gives them a good night kiss on each side of their cheeks and she prepares waffles for them in the mornings.This is done only when she is at home and not when she is attending to some businesses, she orders his men and employees that they treat them like part of the famil
NOAH POVI see in slow motion how a sadist smile begins to dance on Oscar's lips, watching how fascinated the five men screamed.I find myself smiling when the men start vomiting on their clothes due to the pain, strange and dark satisfaction generated inside me before I look at the scene in front of me, Raymond approaches Oscar and tells him to increase the intensity of the electricity he also smiled and Oscar did not hesitate to obey him.The men's bladders burst open due to the current in their bodies making them pee on themselves, Raymond laughs while Mom watches us three with a twinkle in her eyes, we don't look at her much, and I understand what they want to transmit their joy to pride, I know something new is forming right here, right now.******************************************It's been years since we managed to leave the orphanage.I try to resist the laughter that wants to leave my lips when Oscar snorts annoyed at the language teacher who is correcting his accent.It h
NOAH POV What a bummer. Mom is in a sea of tears, she doesn't want us to leave, and our private plane awaits us to return to Spain. The tattoo on my neck is a bit itchy but mom's arms tightly wrap around me, holding me so close, I can barely breathe. He can't breathe, Kristen and Uncle Christopher said, and he said goodbye to us just like Scarlet. He gave us some fabulous black daggers, this is his way of showing love, in a certain way. "I'm going to miss my kids!" she whines. "I can't go a day without hearing from you, or I'll set fire to all of Spain!" We understood Mom, as she slowly separated her body from mine. I walk towards the car while I squint at Raymond and Oscar, yesterday we had a silly talk where they tell me they wanted to say something to Mom and they aren't daring, so the three of us finally talk. Let's see if we can get the hell out of here. Kristen, Oscar calls her, but he never says anything other than her name, mom had a long fight with them
PENNY POV"If you navigate our world, you should always take one of these with you, do you understand, Penny?""I nodded slightly at Raymond's words and placed the gun in the garter under my skirt after checking that it was fully loaded and ensuring it was secure.""I turned toward Oscar when he spoke to me.""The necklace I just gave you has a tracking chip; if something happens, don't let them take it away from you, blondy, We will arrive on time to rescue you," he said."Do you know that implies you'll meet Mom, right, doll?""We will introduce you to our organization, but not like this."It won't just be a presentation doll, Noah said, You will be part of us.We didn't say anything else while we got into the car, we kept talking on the road, when they informed me that we are in Nevada, the headquarters of the organization.Then, we will leave for California, where the boys have to make some arrangements with businesses that have gone wrong, and they want to take me to a special pl
RAYMOND POVSomething inside me tightens as I watch Oscar approach us with Penny in his arms, completely unconscious, pale, and her body dripping with blood.An ambulance! Oscar growls.I want a fucking ambulance!He comes over to where I am and leaves Penny in my arms, her body feels cold and light in my arms, the blood running from her body quickly soaks my clothes and I freeze when I see that her eyes didn't opened, I pray for the characteristic blue of her eyes to make contact with the brown of mine, but it doesn't happen, her body doesn't stick to mine as usual, instead her limbs fall languidly, I ignore the pain in my leg as I watch as Oscar returns to the rooftop and minutes later drags an unconscious Aleksandr back, without any kind of care.He throws him at the feet of one of our squads.Heal him, do whatever it takes, I want him completely healthy for everything that awaits him — he orders as I go down the stairs after ignoring the pain in my leg from the bullet wound, nothi
When the guy aiming at me moves slightly towards Aleksandr, my finger pulls the trigger of the gun, which shoots him in the forehead with perfect aim, placing the bullet between his eyebrows. Everything happens in slow motion, the impact of my gun resounds loudly, the man's head is thrown back by the impact of the bullet while blood splatters my hands and Philip throws himself at Aleksandr, knocking him down before he can shoot me, the gun is fired and the bullet barely hits the wall behind me when Yulia pulls my body and moves me away from the line of fire. Aleksandr struggles with Philip on the ground, and the gun is fired twice more before reacting and aiming at one of Aleksandr's legs, finally knocking him away from Philip. Fucking son of a bitch! — I growl as I run towards him and kick his face, throwing him to the ground. Yulia runs towards Philip while pressing her hands on his chest, which begins to bleed, and the brunette doesn't open his eyes anymore. Philip, come on,
PENNY POV My father's men keep firing in our direction; it's getting harder and harder to counter their fire, and we're almost out of ammunition. I only have three bullets, Yulia laments. I only have two — I huff, frustrated. The floor at my feet rumbles loudly as I'm thrown to the ground, a ringing sounds in my ears as I try to find my hearing, my eyes fail to fully focus, and a hand wraps around my neck, lifting me forcefully off the ground. There has been an explosion. Aleksandr's face begins to become clearer in my vision and his screams begin to echo in my ears. He shakes me hard, cutting off my air with his hand wrapped around my neck. You ruined everything, you took everything from me! he complains in Russian. I didn't do anything! I have nothing anymore because of you — he growls, furious; out of the corner of my eye, I see two of his men standing in front of the stairs, just as Yulia begins to slowly sit up, trying not to alert anyone — I should have killed you as
We need to get to Penny now! Raymond growls, changing the clip on his gun. I only have two clips left, I only have, Noah complains. I only have two chargers, damn it. If we cut the power, we could benefit from it. We know the building perfectly when we studied it as an option for the wedding, Raymond thinks. But nothing assures us that they didn't study the building before planning the attack, Noah refutes. It's unlikely; no one knew Penny would be here until this morning; this attack wasn't thoroughly planned — Raymond refutes. But we wouldn't just be leaving them in the dark; we don't know where Penny or Yulia is; we'd be leaving them in the dark too, and that's a double-edged sword — I refute. We don't know where Philip is, if he's not with Penny, we'd be leaving her totally exposed without power. The barrage of bullets gets closer and closer, and more of my men fall. "We don't have much time!" Raymond complains, returning the bullets. "Cut the power, it's the best op
WOLVES POV Anger bubbles in my stomach when the call comes into my phone about the current situation—they're attacking the venue Penny went to visit this morning, a hall she's still in at this moment. I give orders on my phone, just like my brothers, while I accelerate the car to get to the blondy as quickly as possible. I didn't even take my bulletproof vest, I only grabbed the nearest weapons and magazines, my mind completely focused on the purpose of getting the blondy out of there, having her safe in my arms. Fuck, I curse. Noah argues with Michael on the phone, Saying Russia is on the other side of Spain, closing an important negotiation. Helplessness seeps into his voice, given that he can't come on time; it would take a couple of hours by plane, and it's not possible. His tone is pure anger when he knows his girlfriend and sister are being attacked right now, but Noah promises to get the blondy out of that room safe and sound, along with Yulia. The car's tires squeal
You look divine! Aunty Kristen wastes no time getting up from her seat and wrapping me in her arms — Oh my God, my kids are going to die when they see you, you look incredible, Penny. Tears blur my eyes when I look in the mirror; I do look amazing; this is the dress, it is. You look beautiful, Penny, Scarlet approaches, letting me hold little Cameron while she wraps me in her arms. Yulia also wraps her arms around me, smiling at how spectacular my dress is, and Vittoria raises her wine glass in my direction while smiling at me in approval. I want you to try on your dress, everything has to be perfect. Yulia nods at my words as she heads into the fitting room to try on her dress. After all, she'll be my bridesmaid, and her dress will match the decor of the room. A little nostalgia settles in my body, I wish Lia were here. I never imagined getting married, however, if one day I did, I always imagined Lia by my side. Thanks to the money and power my fiances wields in Spain, ever
PENNY POV I was walking through one of the rooms the wedding planner was showing me while I was looking at the venue, but I wasn't quite convinced. She was a fussy bride, I'd discovered. Most weddings were in light tones, and that was fine, but it wasn't what I wanted for myself, this hall full of light colors wasn't meeting my expectations. Yulia walked beside me with a mocking smile on her face; she knew I wasn't liking the hall at all. Yulia had become a good friend in recent weeks, It had been three weeks since Arabella's death. These last three weeks, I have gone out with the Russians on several occasions. When her brothers met with mine and my fiance's, she was the one I ended up hanging out with. She had become my friend, as well as my sister-in-law, and her relationship with Michael seemed to be going spectacularly. My brother was truly infatuated with the youngest of the Ivanovs, and she seemed to be on the same wavelength. Finally, the Pakhan and the
Noah and Raymond aim at Arabella, and I see several red dots glowing on her body, in the sight of all my snipers. "With me," I order, starting to walk toward the ship, escorted by all of my fiancee's men. My heels echo on the wooden floorboards; Arabella's eyes meet mine, a look filled with hatred and contempt when I reach my three men; they have lowered their weapons, not necessarily with all the snipers; they surround me automatically. "You treacherous bitch," I mock as I stare at her. "Do you know what a terrible mother you are? Attacking your child is despicable." Fuck you, she growls at me, holding his arm with his other hand as the blood continues to flow. I hate bitches like you, who take advantage of their children, that boy will be much better off without you — I approach her. You remind me so much of my father; I guess I'll take some of that frustration out on you; after all, you are similar trash. I turn to look at the Colombian drug lord, who clutches the child in
PENNY POV I paced back and forth as my phone was on the coffee table in the living room, its screen lit up with three red dots glowing in the center. The location of the brothers. They weren't moving, two hours and a little more had passed, and they still hadn't moved from that damned spot where I knew Manolo and Arabella were. If you keep walking in circles, you'll make a hole in the ground, — my brother mocked. He was sitting at the back of the room, casually sipping a glass of whiskey. Yulia was sitting on his lap, running her hands through Michael's short blond hair, messing it up, but he didn't seem to care at all. They looked cute together, but I still couldn't concentrate. They're not moving from there, I complained. I've seen that. They've been there for a long time. The time frame they gave us was three hours, Michael commented that we must wait for that time to pass and then act. There's only a quarter of an hour left, I complained again. Yes, but until that d