ISA POV “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH” The pillow I cradled in my arms muffled all the screams that wretched out of me. But I didn’t stop, I screamed until I felt like I was going to throw up. I didn’t stop until my throat felt so parched and dry.The guilt I had awaited last night came crashing onto me as soon as I opened my eyes in the morning. Cancel that, it didn’t wait for me to open my eyes. When my being slowly danced towards the consciousness, everything that transpired during the night came crushing on me like a bucket of icy cold water, making me wish that my mind was like a memory of a computer. At least that way I could dump everything that happened into the 'BIN' before permanently deleting everything from the system.And the gold ring I found on my nightstand didn’t help in any way. I hated it. I hated it so much. With so much self-loathing, I pulled myself out of bed and headed into the shower, then scrubbed myself so hard that I turned red, and if I continued, it wouldn’t t
XANDER POVThe universe seemed to be smiling happily down at me these days. All of my shit was going so well that I could hardly believe that it was the case. In organized crime life, something always had to be wrong, someone had to vex me and then I end up drilling their skull with a bullet, or a dagger, or anything handy. But now, it was as if God was shining his face upon me. That's right, just because I killed people didn't mean I don't know God. Duuuuh! All of my business, from the clubs and restaurants that ran above the ground, to the underground cash laundering, everything was merry. My new lackey at Club 40/40 seemed to have a formulated prospectus about how life with me ran.It was safe to say, I was satisfied with all he was doing. It was as if he was cut for this kind of life, knowing when to talk, what to say when allowed to talk, knowing when to brood and gloat, and when to humble himself. I was surprised when he had called me in 6 days telling me he managed to collect
ISA POVDEVIL INCARNATION.The real devil with all the maliciousness he carried on his sleeves.ALEXANDER ALDERMEN was a true devil, living among the lowly humans, totally unaware that he was walking among us every day of our lives and breathing in the same air we did. There was no way any man with a castle of bones, flesh, and blood could be so barbaric, so diabolical that he would burn a human being on a stake with a blank, void of any feelings face, just watching with a satisfied smirk as the burned, smoldered sheets of skin dropped to the floor, leaving the former perfect skin so burned to a point where I could see a bone, blood sizzling and steaming all over the open vessels.There was no way anyone would take in that sight without losing their minds. Let alone orchestrating it and doing it to perfection. Except for the devil himself. Xander was vicious, and completely savage and got off the idea of inflicting pain, and loved it. He was like a demon that bathed and glowed with t
ENZO POVThe complex smoky flavor, rich malty aroma, and the briny taste of a hard whisky fille my mouth as I tipped the bottled over, gulping the liquid down like water to keep my head in the game. I tipped the bottle over and grunted before dropping it to the floor when nothing came, then got onto my wobbly legs and made my way to the wine cabinet which seemed to be across the fuckin’ universe from where I was, although it was just across the room.I let out a soft grunt as a piercing headache sliced its way through my skull, so damn sharp that I lost my foot and fell on my ass.“Motherfucker…” I slurred before burping out loud like a damn bitch, then attempted to get up again, but my head was so heavy that I ended up sitting there on the floor, letting my heavy eyes roam around my office. I hated it. All of it, I hated it to the core.I was in pain, in so much agony. And I was fuckin’ tired of being the one to glue people back to sanity. I couldn’t do it now. Not while I was missin
XANDER POVThe night lights blurred as I raced down the congested routes of the streets of LA. My hands were clenched so tight around the steering wheel, so tight that my knuckles were paper-white. I kept on trying to calm my breathing as I focused on the image of her black eyes, trying to ignore the fact that she fucking used MY money to donate to that cheesy ass shit she wound herself with lately.I gave her the fuckin wings, now she dared to fly like a damn eagle instead of being a good, docile fuckin’ mannequin that smiled to the cameras while I did the real shit. Where the hell did she get the balls to think she could use my money? A fuckin million dollars and donate it to the fire victims? Like she was some sort of Mother Teresa or some shit?Donations were okay when you did them with sense. But donating a fuckin million raised brows and raised suspicions. In the real world, she was the chief doctor of a lowly clinic, not even a damn hospital. Of course, the higher were going to
VERZI POVWE FOUND HER!Goodness, we found her! She is alive, very much and alive, and as beautiful as she could ever be. I wanted to strip all of my clothes and dance naked, that's how fuckin’ happy I was. I wanted to be angry, mad that she didn’t even put in some effort for us to find her, that she didn’t seem to be concerned about us or the fact that she was ravishing while living as Isabella Jones from some deep levels guarded Cerberus. But nothing inside of me could stand up to that. All the anger was masked by the fact that she was alive, still breathing. We have gone to extra lengths in looking for her and did things that I never imagined myself doing in this lifetime. But desperateness pushed you to the limits and made you a lunatic. Even my ever so poised brother was at the brink, at the edge of losing everything. The bottom line is he didn’t give zero shits anymore. The past month has been nothing but pure hell.Walking into Dark Woods and knowing that she wasn’t there, was
ISA POVMy stomach rumbled for the umpteenth time ever since I sat inside Xander’s car at the most ungodly hour ever. I cringed before massaging it gently and cast a glance sideways to get his reaction. He didn’t react at all. Just sat there with his face bundled up and brows carved in a deep frown. I wanted to be highly concerned as to why I was in his car and where he was taking me to. But for some reason, I was relaxed. It turned out I was immune to his glares and scowls.I had expected him to pull the trigger and bust my brains, but instead, after that phone call, he seemed to be much occupied with his shit, while grunting and cursing under his breath after every beat of his heart. I had asked if there was anything I could do to help, but he told me to shut up and sit down! So imagine my surprise after a few minutes when he hauled me out of my comfort zone, shoved me into the car, and sped off. At midnight.“I am hungry,” I mumbled under my breath and waited. What came next was hi
LORENZO POV The ride to the hospital was filled with nothing but an agonizing blur. My body trembled uncontrollably as I held onto her limp body, cradling her stomach as I tried to keep the oozing blood at bay. My soul chipped away bit by bit while I watched her barely breathing self lying in my hold. I prayed to all ever existing gods out there to hear my cry, screaming on the inside, praying for a blunt miracle. But the sight of the shiny metal that pierced through her groin was just a cruel reminder of how the universe had a way of slapping you in the fucking face so hard that you wouldn’t believe it. I wanted to hold onto some chimera that maybe by some insane alien miracle, the baby inside of her was unscathed, but I knew that it was all it is, a cruel, unrealistic flight of fancy that will feel like a damn dagger whenever the reality settled.We arrived at the hospital in a heartbeat, but that felt like a torturous eternity. Upon entering the building, she was hurriedly whiske
EPILOGUE*ONE YEAR LATER*LEIGH-ARI POV“The transplant was a great success and there were no signs of tissue rejection. We will be transferring her to the ward for further monitoring until she is good to leave the hospital.” The words rolled on my tongue smoothly as I kept my eyes on the folks in front of me. The small crowd broke into cries of happiness and expressed their heartfelt thanks to me, for saving the life of their loved one. The smiles on their faces were enough to light up the dark world. I left Stephanie with them and walked back to my office where I plopped myself on the small couch before letting my body relax after six whooping hours of surgery.My eyes flew across the office and landed on a big portrait on the wall, a picture of me and Laura that was taken when we were in Dubai, right before the twins found us, and turned my ass pink. A pang of dull ache hit me inside, prompting me to shut my eyes and focus on the small voice in my head that never died. It has been
LORENZO POVThug life.It was a different kind of fairytale they never showed you in movies. Or better yet, the ‘other’ side of fairytales they never delved deeper to portray. And now that I think of it, this world was indeed filled with more dipshits than I can possibly comprehend. For starters, in those little movies they all crowd together to watch, they never really tell the history of the villains. I get it, they are villains, they are the bad guys, the hated guys, and honestly; the reason behind so much hatred is understandable. But then again, it’s a little unfair that we never get to see their whole stories. So they go rogue, wanting to tell their own story, leaving behind them a trail of blood and open graves in the process.I was a villain myself, one of the bad guys. I was so used to this life that I was no longer phased by the idea of being normal. Like waking up and taking a train to work in the morning, and coming back at night to find a hearty dinner prepared by my wif
LEIGH-ARI POVThe rest of the day was spent with us slithering in the comfort of our bed, in a giant tangled mess of limbs. I was plowed to a point where I felt like my hoochie was on fire, scorching every little soft flesh to the inside. But luckily, the boys were lenient with me and didn’t try to overuse me. So we stayed there, just enjoying each other. The atmosphere created its own language, and they translated it. Everything was just so serene, so calm.And I finally like myself again. And damn, life has been like hell. I forgot how good it felt to just give up control and hand it over to somebody else. To be able to submit and be down to my knees, while being dominated in every possible way. It is true that even a superwoman sometimes needs a superman. And why wouldn’t I use them when I have three of them?“If this is how we make up, can we at least fight every time?” Xander purred hiding his face in the cradle between my boobs. A very unladylike snort came from me as I shook m
XANDER POVBack at the mansion, the tension between Ari and Verzi was so thick you could cut it with a night. For a successful mission like that one, you would have expected champaigns and a night of hot drunk sex till we couldn’t walk. Not only did we sabotage Oleg’s shipment that cost him millions, but we also managed to rescue some of the shit stashed in there and claimed it ourselves. And Enzo did as instructed by donating a million as soon as the word got out. I mean we were all righteous people who took care of their own, and nothing was even tracked back to us. Not that it would anyway, since we owned half of America as well as every inch of the public department that dealt with a lot of shit.Police, some media outlets, you name them.But all of that sense of triumph didn’t even make up for what had happened. And I hated every passing second of it. This wasn’t how it was supposed to be, this wasn’t how we were supposed to love. A day without talking to each other meant a dead
LEIGH-ARI POV Ava’s name faded with the wind, and nobody ever spoke of her ever again. I was afraid of what her death may do to Scar and what that may mean to his loyalty to us, but time proved that Scar was in this for life and there was nothing that could possibly happen in this life that would make him walk away from Alexander.“I owe him my life, he became the family I never had and gave me everything I have ever wished for.” Those are his words, and he lived the rest of his life trying to prove them. I felt stupid for even questioning his loyalty in the first place, but I couldn’t be sure, more because I had his sister’s blood on my hands. As much as we ignored it and never brought it up, Ava was his sister, they were blood. And blood is thicker than water.A few days went by with us watching over Oleg and his operations. We didn’t want to go head-on like headless chickens with no plan. Oleg was as cunning as it gets and I was not going to let him sidestep us and have us f
LEIGH-ARI POVI was in awe. I never knew that there were some people in this cruel world, who were very capable of living a lie and under a certain delusion for their entire life, believing that little voice in their heads while it continued spewing nonsense right into their brains for all days of their lives.But our dear Ava was living proof that some people, were just a pile of nutcases with nothing but crap running in their minds all day long. I seriously couldn’t bring myself to believe that she had fallen for that crap we said with Xander back at her hiding spot. Even an idiot would have figured out that the situation wasn't as it seems.She was a fuckin' traitor, who was on a run. Our sudden appearance had to say something to her. But nope. It didn't. For someone who had spent years in this kind of life, she was sure as hell as easy as it gets. Imagine if it had been Oleg who got to her... I went there expecting resistance, a bit of a fight; bloodied lips and aching muscles as
AVA POVThe phone dropped from my ear onto the table in front of me and all of a sudden, there wasn’t enough space in the vast roadside restaurant where I was. I shrunk into the corner booth where I was sitting and gently pulled over my scarf and slipped on my sunglasses.I managed to steer clear of the crowded places for 5 days, and in those 5 days, I was successful. I didn’t want to be found right now when I still hadn’t made a plan about my next move. Only God knows what was going to happen when they find where I am. So without further ado, I slipped the note into the bill and took off.I was the master of disguise, even if they had located me, they were going to have a hard time pinpointing me because I blended so damn well within the crowd. Walking to the small parking bay in front of the restaurant, I fished out the keys to the stolen Toyota Camry before hurriedly pulling out of the parking bay.My heart was pounding crazy, and it was as if it was inside of my mouth from how awf
SCAR POVWith a bitter taste in my mouth and a heavy heart, I stood on the terrace by the second floor and watched as the black G-wagon stretched out of the estate, taking off with a speed of light. I swallowed down the bile that was dancing on the surface of my mouth threatening to spill.The past few days have been nothing but a nauseating roller coaster of emotions, I have felt things I haven’t felt in all my life and it was fuckin' enough. I couldn't take up any more shit than I already have. Because within a mega pint of them all, there was this strong force that made me feel like I was sinking. My whole body was stiff and so were my insides. I don’t even know what it was, but it sucked elephant balls.I tried to accept with everything inside of me, to come to terms that Laura was gone and that there would never be one like her. But the more I thought of her, the more the hatred I had for Ava piled up inside of me. She was blood, we shared the same rotten womb and I watched her t
LEIGH-ARI POVThe day I rued the most arrived eventually. I woke up with a splitting headache and I was so sore and nauseous that I hated everyone and everything. I couldn't eat anything because whatever went into my mouth tasted so damn bitter that it made my stomach churn painfully. In a matter of days, I had lost a great deal of weight, and I am sure as hell I was no different from Morticia from Addams family. The cartoon version of course!Without further ado, I jumped into the shower and tried to keep myself on my feet the entire time while I cleaned up. It was nearly impossible,I was weak, my body was trembling violently because I haven't had a proper meal since 2000-and never. All I ever did was drink my own tears time and again. And the headache, it made me feel like I had died and sprung back to life.I was not feeling well at all.After washing up, I walked into the closet and pulled on my white slim-fitting jumpsuit and a white coat. I pulled on the white knee-length boot