RICHARD'S POV.
I arrived at the scene a few minutes ago and watching my men kick and beat her up was entertaining. She was in a terrible shape, dragging her bloodied body on the wet concrete, looking for a way to escape. I stepped in front of her, blocking her path and she lifted her head, opening her swollen eyelids slowly. The look of shock and disgust present in those blue blazing orbs of hers made my body tingle with excitement.
"Where are you going to baby doll?' you look very bad." I mocked.
"You know, watching you search my study and trying to escape through the window was fun!!" I said, squatting to maintain eye contact with her.
I grabbed her swollen face and
SNOW'S POV.The world has always been a dangerous place, a place where men with power and authority ruled over the weak and defenseless.That was the world I grew up in;my world.At the young age of twenty four, I would say that I am a living proof of success and am damn proud of my accomplishments. Of course, I couldn't have done that all by myself. I've always had the support of my brotherAce. I remember the night my father brought him home, he was wounded, broken and we thought he wasn't going to make it but he did. He's always been a fighter and his deep hatred for the Russian syndicate and affection towards blue eyed girls was fascinating.Five years ago, my parents were killed in a crash and since then it's being just the two of us.In this dangerous game of rule or be ruled, you need loyalty, support and of course; trust and I was very lucky on that part.The Italian ma
SNOW'S POV."Cisonostatipiùattacchicontrodiloronessunvantaggioragionevolesu chi fosseresponsabile. Dovesiè ingradodiscoprirequalcosa?"{There's been more attacks on themand no reasonable lead on who is responsible. Where you able to find out anything?}"Prendeteunuomopillolafreddo,queidimwitsstannofinalmenteottenendoquello&n
ROSELLE'SPOVIt's been five months.Five months since I woke up in the hospital alone and ready to be interrogated by the police.Five months since I fled the hospital and found my saviour.And two months of unleashing terror!!Finally, the universe was working in my favour; trusting Mr kim was the best decision I've made so far and I wish I did sooner.I had expected him to turn me out when I came knocking.I expected him to call the authorities on me but instead, he pulled me in.He fixed my broken thumb; courtesy of trying to break free from the handcuffs, he tended to my wounds and nursed me back to health.His love...his warmth...It reminded me of what I missed out on as a child; of what I should have experienced with my father. Those foreign emotions broke me into bits and at the same time filled me with rage; hot boiling rage!!Rage of what I had to give u
ROSELLE'SPOVWho would have thought that a day like this would come?? The sight of these perpetrators on their knees, stripped down to their undergarments, gagged and bound was beautiful. I could feel their fears, hear their hearts racing and I relished in knowing that their heart beats were numbered.Adam looked like he could kill and Liana was shaking her head with a silent plea; begging me not to hurt them.Who are you?What do you want?Who sent you?Those unspoken questions swimming in their minds reflected perfectly in their eyes."Hurry up child, we don't have much time. I'll keep a watch outside",Mr.Kim said and turned to leave."Let's begin shall we?"I asked staring straight into their eyes.Ten years ago, you had a man and his family killed. He worked for your syndicate; he served your family and you killed him; you
RICHARD'SPOVThe sight of my parents butchered like animals and drowning in a pool of their own blood stripped me bare of my defenses. It was a mental blow; proving that the Vladimir's weren't untouchable after all. Guards were scattered around the place like insects, handling procedures and cleaning up the mess.This is a dream!!This is unbelievable!!What sort of monster would do something like this??How was he able to breach our security??This has to be a fucking dream!!The horrendous stench of blood and death and the pain from sinking my finger nails into my flesh was a slap on my fucking face, telling me otherwise.This was real and I had to face it.
SNOW'S POVIt's been five days since I abducted her.I still find it hard to believe she's the one we've been looking for. She looks too innocent with very soft and delicate features and an intricate personality.As soon as I took off her hood, long chocolate brown hair cascaded around her like a thick curtain and I had to fight the urge to tuck some strands behind her ears.Her large doe eyes were the lightest shade of blue, making her look like she was from a fairy tale. They looked so magical, they could disarm anybody and for a brief moment I thought that she might be wearing contacts.Her lips looked soft and pink and I imagined how they would feel smashed against mine.Her high cheek bones and sharp jawline lifted defiantly in a silent challenge and her very slender and curvy frame could put any model to shame.If I hadn't seen her clothes drenched in blood and received those pictures of Richard's butchered parents with the
DIMITRI'SPOVDeath has always been the ultimate end for mankind.The only thing I am yet to tame; the only thing I have no control over.If there was a way to strike a bargain with the grim reaper for control and authority over that costly dent in nature, I would.If he wanted half my possessions and even the syndicate, I would have gladly given it away.. not because I want to return theloved onesit's snatched with it's ugly grasp but because I want to have the power over my own existence; my own death and demise.Loved ones???I've never being able to harness that silly emotion. I've seen it and even being on it's recei
RICHARD'S POVThe place looked deserted, there was no visible sign of life around."Are you sure this is the place?""Yes sir"the lanky man with a gruff beard standing next to me replied.I signaled for my men to move forward and with drawn weapons, they treaded the concrete until they took their positions, ready to start the show.I could see the trepidation in the way they moved, their weapons shook in their hands and I wanted to slap them silly for letting fear rule them. The truth is, they had every single right to be afraid. They'd seen what those assassins can do. They'd removed the butchered remains of their brothers and friends from a delivery box, some of them had even cleaned up the mess in my home a few days ago and we didn't even know how many others were present in the warehouse.I knew it was going to be a bloodbath and to be honest I could feel tiny webs of fear already spinning in my h
ACE'S POVI tapped gently on the door, patiently waiting for an answer but nothing came."Can I come in ma'am?"I requested, knocking a little bit harder."Yes you can"a soft voice replied.I pushed open the door and stepped in, staring at the tiny lady leaning on the window frame whose physique and voice didn't match that of a thirty year old."Was Snow just pulling my legs?? This lady looked small from behind and her pale white skin looked too young and youthful to belong to a lady in her mid-thirties"I thought."Hi!! I'm Ace, Snow's younger brother and I'd love to have a talk with you. That's if it's ok with you??"I requested trying not to sound rude to the woman."You sure don't sound anything like that grumpy brother of yours"she replied and turned around to stare at me.Time froze as I stared at those big bright blue eyes. My heart
ROSELLE'S POVI would have loved to stay with Kim today. He's in terrible shape and hasn't regained consciousness but Mr grumpy said I have to be ready in an hour. I hurried into the bathroom to freshen up then I threw on an oversized sweatpants and a hoodie and headed downstairs. Enzo was already waiting for me and a handsome blondie beside him who I assumed to be Stephan was smiling warmly at me."Bonjournobella"he said pulling me into a hug.I stared back at him in confusion, trying to understand what he was saying."Sorry.. I don't speak Italian"I said frowning a bit."Uhmm.. he means good morning"Enzo explained, giving Stephan a nudge."Good morning"I replied with a smile"We have to get going before Snow comes downstairs."Stephan said."Who's Snow??"
ACE'SPOVI had tried really hard to get rid of my anger last night but like always,I couldn't. For many years,I've learnt to put my blood lust in check because of this family; my family.Sometimes I feel that I am not being fair to Snow. He's being a true friend since my childhood, always fighting to keep me out of danger and a true brother even though I was adopted.I remember the numerous times I landed myself in trouble trying to start a mafia war with the Russians when papa was still alive, he always took the blame upon himself and bore the consequences for my rash actions. He'd made me promise him not to start a war because of our family and I know he wouldn't forgive me if I did anything that would hurt the mafia. I've considered leaving the mafia so that I can sate my thirst for revenge but the thought of leaving him alone without anyone to look after him or support him didn't let me.Dimitri Vladimir has never
I could feel Enzo's confused glare drilling holes at the back of my head. Can't blame the poor man, he's been on the receiving end of my temper for a couple of days. It's quite unfortunate he always comes around me when I'm irritated or annoyed.I stifled a groan as I walked into my office. Piles of paperwork and reports greeted me, throwing myself into work seemed like a good way to get my mind off things for a while soI settled in, determined to finish everything before day break.The gentle golden rays of the morning filled the study gradually. I hadn't slept a wink throughout the night, tiredness settled in my body and a thick migraine hammered in my head threatening to crush my skull. I had gone through reports and added some inputs on upcoming mergers with my assistant Vincenzo. I walked out of the study and headed for my room to take a bath and get some rest. There was no one in sight, actually this floor was meant for just me and now, Roselle.
SNOW'S POV I didn't let her speak, I couldn't answer her questions now. "Why the hell did I get so carried away??" My lips still tingled with the lingers of her kiss and I've been shamelessly adjusting my jeans for a while now, trying to hide the evidence of my desire.I remember the look on her face when she saw her accomplice, she was happy, sad, grateful and angry at the same time. "How the hell did she get under my skin??" The raging hormones in my body made me feel like a teenager again and I know there's no overcoming this, it has to be sated. "di cosa sento parlare??"A familiar voice startled me as I rounded a corner. {What is this I hear about?} "When did you get back?? How was you trip??"I asked, wrapping my arms around him. "It went well. I took care of the problem. Everything is running smoothly now."he replied breaking
DIMITRI'SPOV "скольковременинужно,чтобызаставитьегоговорить?You asked me to let you handle things and I did but as usual you couldn't even get the job done!!Doesn't he have a family or relatives you can use as an incentive to make him talk?"I questioned. {How long does it take to get him speak} "What do you think?? I have checked his records,every single thing about him,he doesn't have a family,nobody!! I have tortured the life out of him but he didn't speak.Увасестькакие-либопредложениядорогойдядя??"he asked mockingly {Do you
KIM'SPOVHow many times have I gone unconscious???I've lost count...How many times have I bitten down on my tongue to avoid ratting on Roselle???I don't even know...I miss her, I miss my family and I wish I could just sink into oblivion and never have to feel anything again but each time I go close to embracing death, I'm pulled away harshly and forced into reality; reality I was trying desperately hard to escape.My whole body was sore all over. My eyes were swollen, my lips were bursted open, my fingers were stripped bare of it's nails and ugly punctures from screws and deep cuts from a rusty scalpel decorated the flesh. Fever broke out all over my body, hunger and thirst threatened to rip my insides into shreds and the stench of ammonia and urine made my head hammer with a terrible migraine."Hey you worthless piece of shit, wake up!!"
ROSELLE'S POV I don't know why I did what I did.I don't know why I told him everything.I don't know why I decided to trust him.I could be putting my life and Kim's in more danger.He could be as vile and disgusting as Richard and his uncle Dimitri.But I also knewtelling him everything was my only chance of getting out of here.I couldn't even lie, he'd know.Maybe I was a fool for doing what I did, but every ticking second was a sharp needle pricking my conscience and reminding me of just how much I had failed Kim. I haven't even told Kim everything, if there's anyone who deserve to know the entire truth, it was him.He strived desperately to fix me, to knit my shattered parts together, he deserved it and I gave it to a stranger. Of course I knew he wasn't going to keep his part of the deal.I&nb
SNOW'S POV"Come with me!!"The command bounced in my head like a tennis ball." What was I about to do??"Seeing her thrashing wildly on the bed a few minutes ago unlocked a feral part in my heart, one that wanted to protect her like a fucking jewel.Her erratic heartbeat, her laboured breaths and the blazing fire in those blue eyes made desire wash through my body like a volcano.I know she is connected to Richard in someway or the other. She was begging him to not kill her in her sleep.I am also aware of the fact that most people relive traumatic experiences they've been through in their dreams.was she part of his soldiers ??That didn't make any sense. If she was part of his army she would not be after them.Maybe she was a partner that he offended ...Wait!! Had he tried to kill her???Was that why she was after the Russians?