Zoey p.o.vToday I woke up in a lighter mood than I've been for the past months, knowing that Marco is a big relief. A relief I couldn't content either can I express, I can only express it through my vibrant mood.“Ma'am, you seem to be in a better mood today.” Alice had asked me.My mood today was obvious to everyone in the mansion, they have seen me in this lively mood since the news of Marco death. So they are quite surprised.“Anything new?” She asked expectantly, smiling brightly as she awaits my response.I shook my head at her dismissively, she quickly took the signal that I didn't want to talk about it. I would rather not spill any words related to Marco's fake death, for obvious reasons.Presently I'm wary of every worker in the estate. Marco refused to point out or put a name of the spies.“You wouldn't be able to contain your emotions, if I point them out.” He declined firm when asked who they were.He was right on that, my reaction towards them if I were to know who they a
Third person p.o.v_The Hidden Lair_Roman Vladimir, the ruthless Russian mafia boss, stood in the dimly lit room, his eyes fixed on the phone as he reported to the hidden boss. His voice was laced with a mix of respect and venom.“Sir, it's done. Zoey is in my custody. The mission was a success. And Marco… is no more.” Roman's tone was laced with satisfaction, convinced he had finally avenged the past humiliation of his family. He could almost taste the sweet revenge, and his mind raced with the possibilities of exploiting Marco's empire.The hidden boss's voice was like a snake slithering through the grass, smooth and menacing. “Excellent work, Roman. You've proven yourself useful once again. I must admit, I'm impressed. You've exceeded my expectations.”Roman's thoughts seethed with anger and determination. _I finally settled the score. Marco's dead, and now I'll crush the rest of his empire. No one will dare challenge me again._ He could already envision the fear and respect he wo
Zoey p.o.vI don't know how long I've been sitting here, waiting. The silence is deafening, punctuated only by the faint hum of fluorescent lights above. I'm trapped, unable to move closer to the door to listen for any sign of movement. My abdomen aches, and my chest feels like it's suffocating me. I press my hands against my stomach, trying to calm my racing heart.As I waited, the discomfort in my abdomen grew, and my chest felt like it was suffocating me. I pressed my hands against my stomach, trying to calm my racing heart. “Baby, please, just hang in there,” I whispered, my voice shaking.Suddenly, the door creaked open, and the man in black loomed over me. He reached for the chains binding my feet to the bed and yanked them off, the metal scraping against my skin. I winced in pain as he grasped my arm, his grip like a vice.“Get up,” he growled, pulling me off the bed.I stumbled, my legs numb from hours of immobility. He dragged me out of the room, my feet scraping against the
Marco's p.o.vMy eyes fixed on the screens displaying the feeds from the hidden cameras.Roman thought he had the upper hand, but he was just a pawn in my game.“Marco, we need to move now,” my father growled, his anger palpable.His eyes were also fixed on the screen, and whatever Roman is doing right now is getting to us. Dad hasn't been able to hide his feelings when it concerns Mom, this weakness became evident.I knew he would rip Roman apart the first chance he gets. I'm barely holding back the rage boiling inside of me, seeing the condition they are in is killing.But for we to end this game, we have to destroy its root. That is finding the man behind the scene, he's definitely not going to be a happy ending for him when I get him.“Not yet,” I replied. “We need to let Roman think he's in control.”My father's face twisted in rage. “Fuck that bullshit, I'm going over there now.” Dad was already on his way out.“I know, Dad” I said, my jaw clenched. “But we can't let emotions cl
Zoey p.o.v “Ah… And then the surprise look on her face.” His tone was taunting, but he was right. I was thrown off guard by his appearance, he doesn’t seem like he belonged to the mafia world. Definitely not. “You must be expecting a rugged man, yes.” He smirked. “My darling, this here is Roman Vladimir. Those that ring a bell?” He introduced himself, whilst directing the last sentence to my mom in law. His eyes held resentment, and full of vengeance. And from the shock look from mom’s face, the name does ring a bell. Her eyes went wide, and she seemed like air has be knocked off her lungs. She stares at him like she just saw a ghost, and slightly shaking her head in denial. Ok….. I’m lost here. I know Marco told me who this man is, I mean just his name and his intentions towards our family. But it seems like there’s more to it, something I haven’t been told. That’s the entire truth, the history behind this whole ordeal. I was confused but kept silent, waiting for mo
Marco p.o.vMarco led his men through the darkness, their gazed fixed on the single story building. The building seems like a cozy home for a loving family, easily distracting anyone from suspect a villain to be living in it.If Marco isn’t aware of the fact that look can be deceitful and hasn’t tracked him down here, then he would have been played.Marco and his dad walk up to the porch, leaving their men hidden in the darkness. Marco carefully pushed the open the creaky door and silently slipped in. The once dimly lit room was illuminated by the light pouring in through the slightly open door.They moved steadily, the sounds of their movements weren’t concealed as they wanted to announce their presence. The house wasn’t bare of the enemies, in fact they are in the shadows waiting for the order to end their prey.If only they knew they picked the wrong prey.“Freeze.” A voice barked from the shadows, and a figure emerged from the darkness. Giorgio Russu. A typical average man above
Zoey p.o.vIt was silence between us after Roman instructed his men to prepare to transport us from here, the wait and anticipation was draining. “Boss, the van is ready.” One of Roman’s men informed him. Having no clue where you are at and where you been taking to is scary enough.“Good.” Roman nods, he has been restless. Glancing at the wristwatch on his wrist, “Get them out of here.” He instructed making his way to the entrance.Aside from Roman who looked nothing close to be in the mafia, the rest of his team was different, these men doesn’t seem like a gang.like some random criminals picked up by him to form his own team, they lack the unity Marco’s men has.I saw Camilla cowered back into her seat, as she was approached first. My heart raced with fear, these men are rough as the unchained us. I tried to buy time for Marco to get here, if they succeeded in transporting us to another location then it would be a difficult task for Marco then.“I need to use the restroom.” My voi
Zoey p.o.vSoon after, the sound of the car stopped, obviously right in front of whatever building we are in. It doesn’t seem like a warehouse or an apartment, it seems like it was specifically designed for this suppose.Footsteps approach and soon enough, they emerge. Their presence filling up the room instantly, Vincenzo, Dario, and Dante Alfonso walked in. These names have wrecked havoc in the mafia world once upon a time, instilling terror in the hearts of their rivals. And even when times have changed and age taking a toll on them. They still had the spirit and terrifying aura with them.Roman’s men fling to action, five of them holding us with at gun point, even when our movements are limited by their electrified chains. Some shielding Roman, positioning themselves in front of him pointing their guns at their targets, while some stood beside him equally in a defense position.The rest surrounded dad, and his brothers, and also in their defense position. This look like some sor