Ava's POVThe car came to a halt outside a small cabin an hour or so later. I was in the backseat. I had spent the entire ride here fighting the urge to doze off. I was quite tired. I had missed this morning’s sleep just so I wouldn't miss my chance to escape, and it was affecting me badly. But with the way things had turned out, I didn't regret it.“We are here,” the man, Lino announced, slipping off his seatbelt, and glancing at me in the backseat briefly before alighting from the vehicle.I reached for my door, but before I could grab it he pulled the door open for me, “Thanks,” I grinned, stepping out of the car, and turning to the small cabin, “Where are we?”“Our place. You can stay here for a few days while we prepare your passport and flight,” Indira answered, coming up behind us, and placing her hand on my back.The first thing I noticed now that we were standing next to each other was her height. She was pretty tall.“Come on, let's go in,” Lino said, taking the lead, and
Ava's POVI blinked hard moving my eyes between them. “I don't understand. What do I have to do with any of this?”Indira got up, and came to sit beside me, “This is a very important task, Avaline. Miguel is dangerous, and his being alive puts a lot of people at risk including your dear Nando. Miguel will stop at nothing until he's dead.”I swallowed hard. “What do you want me to do?”She placed her right hand on my shoulder and held my gaze. “It's a lot to ask but we need you to return to him—”“What?!” I blurted, cutting her off, “You can't be serious. You want me to go back there?”“Yes.”I jumped to my feet and glared at her in dismay.“Do you have any idea how hard it was for me to get away from there? Do you even know how difficult it was for me to escape? How many tries I risked? I almost died!” I enunciated, hot tears running down my cheeks.Indira got to her feet, reaching for my arm, “Avaline, I know—”I swatted her hand away before she could touch me, “No, you don't,” I cut
Ava's POVMy chest was heavy, but I knew that this was something that had to be done. Not just for Fernando and myself but a lot more people that can be saved from Miguel's cruelty.“I'm aware, but it's a risk I've got to take for you and everyone else,” I declared, and he ran his fingers down my arm."Ava, you are not some sort of Hero. You don't have to do anything for anyone," he retorted, his hold on me tightening, but I had already thought about it."It is the only way, Fernando."“But I don't want you to go.” He responded.“But I have to,” I insisted, “Don't worry. I'll be okay. I promise.”He nodded, “I can't stop you?”I shook my head, “It has to be done.”“Okay. I'll wait for you,” he squeezed me to him tightly and kissed my forehead. He held me tightly until he fell asleep, and I lay in his arms dozing off as well.I slept for a brief time before I heard the knock on the door. I pried my eyes open and saw Indira standing at the entrance with her arms crossed. Her eyes drift
Ava's POVI felt cold as I moved through the crowd. The cold was caused by the fear growing inside of me like a fetus. I was expecting, waiting for it, for the men on my trail to make their move. Any moment from now they were going to capture me not knowing it was actually a surrender.A surrender? The word tasted sour on my tongue. Who could have thought that I'd choose to go back there? I had spent so much time trying to escape and somehow here I was returning to him. How ironic.The thought of Miguel gave me chills. It was good and bad, there was some kind of ease at the thought of seeing him again blended with the fear of being close to him again. He was probably not going to let the betrayal of my disappearance go just like that. He was the kind to hold grudges but I wasn't really worried about that.I was more worried about staying with him, and what that would mean for me. I bit my lips tightly, trying not to think too much into it as I picked up my pace. It had to feel li
Miguel's POVPerez barged into the room, ruining such a good moment for me. I was ticked off by the interruption.“What the hell? What are you doing here!” I yelled at him, losing my temper. My dick was so fucking stiff I could barely think of anything else other than what I wanted to do to her this night.I had planned this night out in my head, and I couldn't let anyone ruin it for me. Not even Perez. I had to have Ava tonight. It was crucial. It was her punishment for rebelling against me by running off like that, and for making a fool out of me.I was going to make her life a living hell just like I promised myself. I was no longer going to wait for her to be ready. I no longer had the patience to wait while she continued to betray my trust. That was the last time. The fucking last time!Never again would I give her an ounce of trust or treat her like anything other than a plaything. That was all she was, a tool for the sole purpose of my entertainment. Aside from that she was
Miguel's POVThe car came to a stop outside the restaurant, “We are here,” Mark announced.I dumped my cigarette in the ashtray, and Perez held the door open for me, “I still think this is a bad idea. What if something goes wrong or she attacks you—”“She wouldn't dare,” I cut in, “That’s the essence of meeting somewhere open so no one can pull any pranks, but just in case that's why I brought this,” I tapped my coat where Killer was, and grinned, “Besides I have you on standby.”Perez still looked unconvinced and worried.I shook my head, “Don’t worry, Perez. I can assure you that I know what I'm doing, and you'll know the plan once I'm done here,” I patted his shoulder, “Trust me,” I whispered, and walked around him, heading into the restaurant.The restaurant was huge with a lot of customers and a smile grazed my lips as I noticed them.The DiAngelos men were lurking about in casual clothing yet they managed to stick out. Amateurs.My eyes darted around the room until I spotted Ind
Ava's POVIt was a really close call and my heart was still racing.What would have happened if he found the phone on me?The thoughts lingered in my chest, in my mind —all over me.The moment Miguel had left the room last night I had hurriedly taken out the phone from inside my pants and hid it behind the front leg of the chair as quickly as I could. I didn't know how long he was going to be gone but I knew I shouldn't have it on me by the time he returned. My eyes moved to the leg of the chair, staring to see if it was obvious. It wasn't. It should be safe there for now. It was more of a hope than certainty. There was no telling if it was safe really but I didn't have many choices.There was hardly anywhere else to hide the phone, and keeping it on me was obviously out of the question. Miguel’s action had shown a glimpse of what I was in for, and I knew in my bones that there was no escaping it this time. A shiver ran down my spine —there was fear and a bit of something else.I
Miguel's POVThis level of tightness. It couldn't be. She was a virgin. Her vagina walls constricted against my cock, trapping it, and I could feel the pleasure rush to my brain. It was like nothing I had ever felt before. It was more than delightful. Each thrust was like trying to swim against the current. My eyes shot to her face, and I could see the tears, and hurt in her eyes.The hurt on her face was haunting but I couldn't stop myself. I wanted to but I just couldn't. The pleasure was too good to pass up, and I couldn't hold back. I had been starved of her for so long and now that I finally had her, my desire for her was uncontrollable.Her pussy continued to tighten around my cock, squeezing the life out of me, and the pleasure seized me. It was overwhelming, and I couldn't hold back for a second longer. My body stiffened as my orgasm hit, and I came harder than I ever had before. I collapsed on the sheets, panting heavily as I lay beside her, and the guilt washed over m
Ava's POVIt had been a week since the Jet incident, and Mason's death.The cops had done their part with the investigation and had managed to connect the hospital explosion, and the van explosion together linking it to Lino.They had also traced some of his illegal businesses to Naples among other crimes and shut it down but since there was no one to punish that was all they could do.Angela, on the other hand, was arrested, and sentenced to ten years in prison for impersonation, fraud, and for being Fernando's accomplice which was a lot less than she deserved.Miguel and I had stuck around for the investigation, and I was pretty glad when it was finally over and done with. There was nothing more that I wanted in my life than to put the hellish past behind us and focus on the promise of the future.Whatever was in store for Miguel and me was something I was dying to see.The days after the incident at the Jet
Ava's POV Miguel was there, sleeping peacefully with Mary Grace cuddled into his side.My heart felt hurt and I wished for just one second I could turn back the hands of time —just to make myself worthy again.But all of those were just wishes.I couldn't risk another moment around them for fear of causing them more problems. It was clear that I was the secret ingredient for trouble. And for the people I loved to be safe, I had to be far from them.I scooped Mary Grace from her bed quietly not wanting to wake Miguel. I kissed her forehead, tears gathering in my eyes as I whispered. “I love you, sweetie, and I'll always be here. I'll always be watching you like a hawk but for now, mama has to go,” I pressed my lips to her head again, and again.“I'm going to miss you, darling, but don't worry you're in safe hands. Your dad will take good care of you,” I squeezed her in my arms and then finally laid her in the crib, not wanting to risk waking Miguel up by dropping her by his side as s
Ava's POV A gun rolled to the entrance of the cockpit and I only hesitated for a second before handing Mary Grace to Gracie. I knew what I had to do.I walked over to the door and picked it up as Lino stretched out his gun to Miguel. I stood behind them but none of them noticed my appearance in the room.The weapon was heavy but that didn't matter much. It was now or never, and I had to make a quick choice —a scary one but I didn't have much of a choice. I had never fired a gun in my life until this moment. But I had to do it, our lives depended on it.I focused my vision on him and the gun went off in my trembling hands.Lino's body dropped to the ground with a loud thud.If I had been just a second late he would have killed Miguel. I saved him. I saved the man I loved. Something about that numbed the guilt that came with taking a life.The gun slipped out of my hands to the ground as tears rolled down my face. Miguel's eyes met mine.I saw the worry etched on his features as I rush
Miguel's POVI raked a hand through my hair, listening to Perez fill me in about what happened at the hospital, and the men he had lost in the van explosion on their way here.Bastardo! My blood stirred.“Those were good men,” I mumbled, reeling in the loss as I ground my teeth and clenched my fist, “Lino. That scumbag,” I cursed, fuming inside.“I have everyone looking for him, and Mason. Perhaps he could lead us to him—”The sudden sound of the engine roaring to life echoed from behind us, and my head swirled to the Jet which was getting ready to take off.What the hell? I thought. Stunned.I creased a brow at the unbelievable sight before me. I could hardly believe it. I had no clue what was going on but that Jet was definitely not supposed to take off without an order from me.I couldn't understand it but Ava and my kids were in there, and that was all that mattered.Instantly, I sprinted towards the Jet, and Perez joined me as we raced to the aircraft. I grabbed the entry door be
Ava's POV“It's you. You're the traitor,” I mumbled as the realization hit me. This was why Perez couldn't tell me. It was Mason.How could this be? Even I couldn't believe it.It suddenly felt like my brain was processing in slow motion.My eyes darted to the injection in his hand, then to my daughter, and my eyes widened in shock.Panic washed over me and my hands began to tremble.“What were you trying to do to her?” I flared, clenching my fist tightly, “Were you going to hurt her—”“No, Ava—” he tried to cut me off but I didn't want to hear anything right now.“Get away from her!” I raised my voice. “Mi—” I opened my mouth to scream for Miguel but before I could make a sound Mason grabbed me quickly, pressing his palm to my lips tightly as he pushed me against the wall behind me.He sandwiched me to the wall, “Quiet,” he said, “Don’t scream, please,” he whispered against my ear, “Please,” he repeated, staring me in the eyes for over a minute.I tried to shove him off me but I fail
Ava's POVI bolted upright, my heart pounding against my chest as though it was trying to rip itself out of my body. I was anxious. No. More than that I felt unsettled and for no reason too. I just had this bad feeling in my gut that I couldn't quite shake. Something felt very wrong but I didn't know what it was.I sat up in bed, staring into the darkness with the only source of light being the moonlight spilling in through the window. The air in the room felt heavy, suffocating, as if laden with an ominous foreboding that I couldn't quite place, and the uneasiness tightened in the pit of my stomach. I suddenly felt stuffy and needed some air.I slipped out of bed and glanced over my baby’s crib to see if I had woken her. I hadn't. Mary Grace was still sound asleep.I sighed with relief and made my way to the door. I stumbled towards the door, but my heart jumped again as I heard the sudden sounds of hurried footsteps.My stomach tightened and I pushed the door open gently, peeking
Miguel's POVLino was alive? That couldn't be.I had set the place on fire. I had watched it burn. It had to be a lie. Nando was definitely lying. I glanced at him, “You're lying,” I said.“I'm not!” He yelled with desperation in his voice and words, “I swear it. Mason is involved. I can prove it. Where is he?” I hesitated and turned to one of my men, “Where is Mason?” I asked, right in front of Nando.The man shook his head, “I haven't seen him all day. None of us have,” he responded.The words echoed in my head, and Nando's voice echoed beside me, “He knows... he knows you're onto him, and he's made a run for it.”Nando’s words made sense, and my mind was starting to churn with all sorts of thoughts. There had been something off about Mason since we caught Nando— maybe even since Lino.He hadn't come down to the cell for once, and I had barely seen him. It was almost like he had been hiding away all this time, and I just never really noticed.Everything was starting to align in my
Ava’s POVIt was midday, and Gracie helped me with a napkin to wipe the breast milk that spilled down Mary Grace’s clothes while I was breastfeeding her. I wiped it, cleaned her face too, before lowering my shirt.I pulled her to my chest and cradled my precious baby in my arms as I began to hum a gentle lullaby. Miguel’s favourite one and I hoped it would one day be her favourite one too.The melody flowed from my lips like a soothing river, wrapping us in its tender embrace like a blanket and its effect was tremendous on my baby. Mary Grace fell straight to sleep with her palm clutched tightly around my finger. I noticed she loved to do that, and I loved the feel of her palm around my finger. It was warm, and it made me feel a tremendous amount of peace. I rocked her back and forth, with the rhythm of the lullaby, and Gracie grinned beside me, wrapping one hand around my arm while caressing Mary Grace with the other, although she let her be the minute she was asleep so she wouldn't
Miguel’s POVI walked out of the underground cell, making my way up to the ground floor. Perez spun around the second I entered the room, “I was just coming to see you,” he said as he slid his phone in his pocket.“I spoke with the doctor, he will be here shortly,” He reported, and I regarded him with a nod. “How’s he holding up?”“He’s still a long way from hell but I'll make sure he gets there,” I replied. Perez smiled, “He's more than earned it,” he remarked, “Care for a drink?” he gestured, raising the bottle for a second before going on to pour himself a glass.“Sure. I haven't had one in a while,” I motioned towards him, taking notice of the room. “Where's Mason?” I asked after a minute of not spotting him anywhere around the room. “I’m not sure but he should be outside,” he said, and offered me a glass of scotch. I gulped it all at once and lowered the glass to the table.“Any lead for the antidote yet?” He asked.I shook my head, “Not yet,” I paused, “But I was thinking, per