It's been two days. Two fucking days since Falcon took Gypsy. Two fucking days of lying to Purab and Zeke that their mothers were okay. Two fucking days of living with an anguish I never imagined I could feel. And still no phone call from Falcon or anything.I'm trying to listen to Dante and stick to the plan but it's becoming harder to hold myself back from storming into Falcon's Casino and getting myself killed.Especially when it's more than obvious that he isn't keeping Gypsy at that Casino.I feel my phone chime with a notification. Lightening up the screen, I see that I've been sent a picture by an unknown number.Once I unlock my phone, every cell in my body tenses up as I look at the picture sent to me by the unknown number.It's a picture of Gypsy chained in a chair, blood sliding down her chin.“What is it, Enzo?” Dante springs up from the couch to whip the phone out of my hand.“Fuck!” He stares at the picture with anger burning in his eyes.“I'm going to kill him. I'm fuc
The feel of ice cold water being thrown in my face snaps me out of unconsciousness. Groaning, I open my eyes to find a thug-looking guy holding a bucket in front of me.Behind him is the man I hate more than anything else. I instantly want to get up and beat the shit out of him but realize that my hands and feet are shackled to the chair when I try to get up.I try some more to free my hand.“You should be smart enough to know that that's fruitless.” Falcon's voice is filled with so much humour that someone who doesn't know anything about this will think that we're friends playing some kind of twisted game.“You fucking bastard. Where the fuck is my wife?”Falcon laughs. “Aww, don't worry, pretty boy. Your little 'wife' is fine. For now.”I growl, thrashing my body again in hopes of freeing myself.“Your days are numbered, Falcon.” I seethe. “I'm going to kill you with my own bare hands.”Instead of being afraid or pissed off, a huge grin appears on his face. Obviously he has the upp
Before I can protest, I'm dragged outside harshly, my bare feet hurting from the gravels I'm made to walk down. I wince. After walking for what seemed like eternity through endless tunnels and tunnels, we stop.I look up, taking in my surrounding. We are in some kind of hall which is just as dark as the room Falcon had locked me up in. It's some kind of dungeon.But that's not what caught my attention. I grimace. Everyone is awake. The entire dungeon is packed, filled with people. Several guards, and skimpily dressed ladies who look like this is the last place they want to be at.It's obvious that the women are Falcon's other slaves. Women who are made to do despicable things against their will.My blood boils as I scan their faces. Today I'm going to get justice for all of them.The large dungeon is full of people and the only empty place was where I now stood, right in the center. I don't know what Falcon is planning to do to me, and neither do I know where Gypsy and Mrs. Mehra are.
ENZO'S POV"I want to speak to my wife. This match isn't happening until I speak to my wife." I say immediately and without waiting for confirmation, I proceed towards Gypsy. The guards behind me pull out their guns as soon as I move, alert. I roll my eyes, turning to glare at Falcon. He chuckles, waving to his toys."It's fine. Let him have a word with her. It's important to say your goodbyes with your loved ones before you die, you know. This might be his last night. It's quite understandable."My jaw clenches. One chance. Just one fucking chance to smash his head In. I've never hated anyone like I do him. Reaching my wife, I kneel on one knee in front of here. I lift my hands up and pull the cloth out of her mouth. My blood boils as I take in the brususes starting to form on her face.Gypsy blinks at me once and then the she breaks into loud sobs. My insides clench as I gather her in my arms and cradle her."I'm sorry, Enzo. I'm so sorry. Your life is so messed up now all because
The pain from the stabbing cripples me and I feel my legs begin to give way. No Enzo. You promised Gypsy. You promised Mrs. Mehra. Don't let them down. There's a reason you won almost every fight in the arena. There's a reason you were always undefeated. There was a motivation behind every fight. That motivation was anger. Anger towards Gianna and your brother for betraying you. A tiny voice in my head chides. You always won because you always imagined your opponents in the ring as your brother. Anger and pain drove you to join that fighting arena in the first place. Bring it back. Look around you. There are thousands of reasons to be angry. Thousands. Find it. Bring it back. Find your motivation. Fulfill your promise. Fight. I blink. More blood seeps between my fingers. I'm very aware of how much blood I'm losing. My eyes connect with Falcon who is looking extremely satisfied with himself. The man I hate more than I even hate my brother and Gianna. They're scum to the earth. I
"Gypsy, please try to relax." Dante says behind me from the hospital chair he's sitting on.I ignore him, continuing to pace back and forth on a short distance. How can I relax? How can I relax when Enzo is dying?He's in the operation theater right now and it's been about an hour, yet no one has come out to say anything to us.So how can I relax knowing that if something happens to Enzo, it would all be my fault?"Oh Gypsy." I feel Dante step behind me, placing his hands on my shoulders and squeezing reassuringly.Why is he being so kind to me? He should be upset, pissed off with me. After all, I'm the reason his best friend is fighting for his life right now.Yet when I turn to face him, he has a warm smile on his face. My throat tightens with emotion, and I throw my arms around him in a hug."I will never forgive myself if something happens to him, Dante."Dante rubs soothing circles on my back. "Look, Gypsy. I know you think it's all your fault but it really isn't, okay?" A sad s
GYPSY'S POVMy heart skipps a beat as the gruff voice fills my ears. Hurriedly, I look up at Enzo. His eyes are closed."Enzo?"I call out softly, stroking his cheeks with my thumb. "Can you hear me?"He doesn't stir. I look down at the hand that squeezed mine just a few seconds ago. Was I hallucinating? Did I imagine him talking to me too?"Enzo…" I try once more. He still doesn't stir. I bite down on my lip hard, my shoulders sagging in disappointment. I must have imagined everything. How I wish it wasn't just a figment of my imagination. I plant my feet on the tiled floor, standing up right. I turn to walk out when I feel the grip on my hand tighten. My head snaps back sharply."Stay princess." The same gruff voice fills my ears and this time I think I saw his lips move. No sooner than later, his eyes slowly blinked open. He shut them almost immediately, groaning. Light. The light must be stinging his eyes. I rush to the windows and pull the curtains close. When I turned, Enzo's
GYPSY'S POV"Hello dearest brother. Long time no see huh? I see you got yourself a new chick."Enzo grips my hand tighter, his jaw ticking at those words. It's obvious that if he wasn't ridden in bed, he would've got up and punched the hell out of his 'dearest brother'."Aren't you going to invite me in and tell your wife to get me a coffee? It's very chilly this morning, I need something to keep me warm." Enzo's brother continues, voice sweet and charming yet full of malice.Is this the same brother who sent Gianna to betray him?That explains.Enzo remains quiet, his eyes hard, fists clenching and unclenching. His anger seems to be reaching its peak. It would take very little push to make him snap. I squeeze his hand to calm him yet he doesn't react."You must be really angry. I know. It's been a while since I became dad's new heir and he didn't even invite you to the announcement party.” The man moves forward until he's at Enzo's bedside, stretching out his hand to squeeze Enzo's s
A lump of nervousness rose up Gypsy's throat as she took in the betrayal burning in David's eyes. She swallowed it down, wondering what was going through his head.“Enzo was here.” She finally answered.David shook his head, his nostrils flaring. “And you let him stay? You even let him okay with Dawn!”“He showed up unexpected very early in the morning and he wouldn't leave. And Dawn was so happy with him I had no choice but to let him stay for a while." Gypsy explained, hoping he would understand.“For a while, huh?” David scoffed. “How long was he here for? Was that why you refused to pick my calls?”“No! Of course not.” Gypsy answered, getting desperate by the second. “I genuinely didn't even hear my phone ringing, I swear.”David barely nodded, suspicion holding his usually bright eyes. “And when did he leave.”“A few minutes ago.” An incredulous look took over David's expression. “He came here early in the morning and he just left a few minutes ago? You let him stay for hours, G
Enzo stared into the blue coldness of Gypsy's eyes, his heart thumping inside his chest. After what felt like forever but was merely seconds, the dark look in her eyes began to lighten. Nothing too bright, but it rescued his racing heart and filled his chest with a warm assurance that her resistance was gone or on the way to being annihilated.She didn't say anything as she looked away from him to carry the sauce pan off the stove, but her silence told him that she was willing to try, which was a win for him, especially when she looked at him and asked,“Will you join us for breakfast?”A thrill went through him, and Enzo had to remind his body not to react so foolishly. She was only doing this for their daughter's sake.Why else would she do it? A voice in his voice taunted. Enzo grimaced.Breakfast was awkward to say the least, mostly because while Enzo and their daughter conversed a lot, Gypsy only spoke when their daughter tried to involve her in the conversation which wasn't ver
Gypsy spent most of the night tossing in bed, her mind occupied with thoughts of Enzo and his determination to be part of her daughter's life. Just when she began to feel the arms of sleep around her, the incessant ringing of her doorbell drew her out of it sharply.Gypsy grimaced and remained firmly on her bed. Today was a Saturday which meant she didn't have to get up to get Dawn prepared for school so she was planning on sleeping in to make up for the hours of sleep she had lost. Whoever was ringing her bell at this ungodly hour? Maybe if she didn't respond, the person would get tired and leave.She closed her eyes, hoping the ringing would stop but if anything, it became more jarring.“Fuck!” Gypsy cursed, tossing the sheets off her body as she sat up in her bed.Looking at the time on her alarm, her eyes widened immediately when she saw the time. 6:34Am. Damn, she'd really wasted the night without catching a wink of sleep.The realization made her feel even more grouchy as she s
It felt like the whole world had gone into a coma but for them as Enzo slowly made his way towards Gypsy. Her pulse was racing, panic snapping through her veins like electricity through a high voltage wire.Enzo stopped in front of her. The coldness and the fury in his eyes seemed to snap Gypsy right into the realization that this was really reality and not just her imagination.Turning to look at David, she looked down at her daughter. "Darling, go with Uncle David into the car."Her daughter's eyes widened immediately in horror. "But mummy, daddy...""I said go with David, Dawn!" Gypsy snapped much more harshly than she'd intended to.She winced internally, instantly regretting her tone of voice when her daughter flinched. Gypsy had never spoken to her like that before. The little girl began crying as David carried her to the car while trying to soothe her."You shouldn't talk to her like that." The sound of Enzo's voice irked her greatly, and Gypsy spun around to face him. "You do
It felt like the whole world had gone into a coma but for them as Enzo slowly made his way towards Gypsy. Her pulse was racing, panic snapping through her veins like electricity through a high voltage wire.Enzo stopped in front of her. The coldness and the fury in his eyes seemed to snap Gypsy right into the realization that this was really reality and not just her imagination.Turning to look at David, she looked down at her daughter. "Darling, go with Uncle David into the car."Her daughter's eyes widened immediately in horror. "But mummy, daddy...""I said go with David, Dawn!" Gypsy snapped much more harshly than she'd intended to.She winced internally, instantly regretting her tone of voice when her daughter flinched. Gypsy had never spoken to her like that before. The little girl began crying as David carried her to the car while trying to soothe her."You shouldn't talk to her like that." The sound of Enzo's voice irked her greatly, and Gypsy spun around to face him. "You do
"You have a daughter." Enzo repeated, his eyes moving from Gypsy to Elice.Gypsy felt like her heart was going to fly out of her chest with how hard it was beating, and out of a pure reflex action, she grabbed the hand of her daughter and stepped out of the doorway, slamming the door shut.She leaned her back against the door, placing her hand on her chest as she tried to calm her racing heart. No! It couldn't be. She couldn't let Enzo know that he had a daughter."Are you okay, mummy?" Elice asked, her brows wrinkled in confusion. "Who is that man?""He's... He's..." The words stuck in her throat.What was she supposed to say? She definitely couldn't tell her daughter that Enzo was her father. Elice would otherwise insist on bringing Enzo into their lives."He's no one, sweety. He's no one." She pulled her daughter closer to her and hugged her, her breathing still coming out heavily.She half expected Enzo to bang on the door for her to open up, but nothing came. He'd obviously left.
The first thing Gypsy did after dropping her daughter off at school was to drive to David's company. She hadn't heard from him since he dropped her off at her house last night. Not that she expected him to call after she'd told him she needed some space last night.Luckily for her, she arrived at his office just in time because David was about to step out of his office when Gypsy got out of the elevator. He froze, his eyes widening with surprise as he stared at her.“Gypsy.” He said her name.“David.” She responded, stepping closer to him. “Why do you look so surprised to see me?”“You told me you needed some space last night and...” He trailed off, shaking his head.Gypsy winced internally. Had she been rude when she'd told him she wanted to be alone? Last night, her mind had been too disconcerted for her to really think about the things she'd said. Perhaps she'd said something that offended him.“Can we talk?” She asked, glancing over at David's secretary who was shooting daggers at
“Where's he?” Gianna Russo questioned the guard standing by the door.“He's in the pool, ma'am." the guard answered immediately, but stepped closer to Gianna, almost blocking her path. “But...”“But what?” Gianna demanded, tipping her head to the side.“Nothing, ma'am. Please go ahead.” The guard backed away, returning to his position.“Good." Gianna said with a satisfied smile as she turned and made her way towards the backyard where the pool was located.She came right to a halt. The man she was after was lounging by the pool, but he wasn't alone. He was with two women who were taking turns sucking his dick.Annoyance coursing through her, she stormed towards the trio. The man had his eyes close in pleasure so he didn't even notice her. On reach them, she grabbed the hairs of both women and wrenched them away from her man.“What the fuck?” Both of the women screamed as Gianna threw them to the floor.“Get the fuck out of here?" Gianna growled, glaring at the women.There must've be
“Gypsy.” Enzo whispered her name huskily.A jolt went up Gypsy's spine at the voice she hadn't heard in six years. And just like that, all the emotions came crashing back.“Oh, you two know each other already.” David chuckled awkwardly, turning his questioning gaze to her. “How do you know him?”But Gypsy wasn't listening; she barely even heard him. Her gaze was pinned on Enzo as the rush of emotions rolled through her.He didn't look very different from when she last saw him except for the slightly dark bags under his eyes. Yet that didn't mellow how handsome he looked in any way. His piercing green eyes that she could remember so well took her in with an equal amount of shock.Gypsy had always imagined what her reaction would be like if she had him in front of her again. Always it'd been indifference. But right now, the calvacade of emotions running through her was too turbulent for her to act indifferent.This was the same man who'd thought her what love was, who'd made her believe