VICTOR'S POVThe man winced as the rough, calloused hands of my henchmen restrained him, the pain reminding him of the dire consequences of his actions. I leaned in, my eyes burning into his, searching for any hint of weakness."You think a little torture will make me spill the beans? I'm no snitch," he said, his voice trembling with defiance. It was interesting to see he still has nuts to talk back. I chuckled darkly, a chilling sound that sent shivers down everyone's spine. "You'll be singing a different tune soon enough, my friend. We have ways of making even the toughest rats squeal."And the torture began, pain shot through his body, each agonizing moment a reminder of the risks he had taken. "Want to spill the beans or should I ask my men to carry on?" It was his last chance I didn't had much time to waste on him."I'll speak, I don't know him. He had abducted my family and asked me to be here and take your time. I was left with no other options. I had to save my family," whoso
VICTOR'S POvAnd it was then, like a bolt of lightning illuminating the darkness, an idea struck me. A flicker of hope pierced through the confusion. My stolen shipment—the one I had tirelessly searched for—had a tracker. It was a small beacon of possibility in a sea of uncertainty. For safety reasons of our shipment we always ask our supplier to put a tracker while transfer in any one weapon which means we still have a chance. A glimmer of determination sparked in my eyes as I turned towards my men who had been observing my inner struggle. "Guys, listen up," I said, my voice filled with newfound resolve. "The shipment they took from us... it has a tracker. We still have a chance to catch them."Their expressions mirrored a mix of surprise and hope. "We can catch them?" one of them asked, his voice tinged with disbelief.I nodded, a small smile forming on my lips. "Yes, it's our best shot. We may have lost the element of surprise, but with that tracker, we can turn the tables on them.
Victor's PovThe car sped through the rain-soaked streets, each turn bringing us closer to our target. As the lights of the enemy's truck came into view, illuminating the wet asphalt ahead, a sense of satisfaction washed over me.I pocketed my phone, knowing that soon, the real confrontation would begin. The rain couldn't wash away the storm brewing inside me—a storm of revenge, power, and the undying loyalty of my family.Together, we would claim our victory, even if it meant tearing down the world around us.The rain poured relentlessly, drenching the darkened streets and turning them into glistening streams. "Tony, step on it," I commanded, my voice low and filled with a dangerous edge. Tony, my trusted car driver, nodded and revved the engine, the powerful roar echoing through the rain-soaked streets.With a surge of acceleration, the black sedan darted forward, slicing through the wet asphalt as it maneuvered through traffic. Tony expertly weaved in and out, his hands gripping th
Victor's PovOlivia's eyes met mine, and she walked towards me, her expression a mixture of concern and determination. "I followed him, Connor," she explained, her voice filled with a hint of anxiety. "I had a feeling something was wrong, and when I saw him sneaking around, I had to find out what he was up to."I looked back at the enemy, a newfound understanding dawning upon me. It was clear now that Olivia had taken it upon herself to protect me, to ensure my safety even in the midst of danger. I felt a surge of love and gratitude for her.As I looked into Olivia's eyes, the tension in the room seemed to dissipate. The enemy, once so full of bravado, now stood silently, unable to comprehend the unexpected turn of events."Tell me your name," I said, my voice softer now, no longer filled with anger but with curiosity. I wanted to understand his connection to Olivia and the reason he had dared to cross paths with our family.The enemy hesitated for a moment before finally answering, "M
Olivia's PovAfter reaching the port I was looking for his car and it was then when the sounds of bullets echoed in the air. The first thing I did was to hold Aria's hand and we ran to our cars.Silently I was praying for his safety. "Hey look that van," Aria pointed her fingers towards a van that was coming in our direction and it happened in seconds a man ran towards the van and the next second they were gone. "What's happening?" Aria asked in confusion and my eyes were hooked on the van."It seems like our people were after him and he escaped," I muttered for only her to hear and she nodded her head sitting in the passenger's seat. "Let's go and meet Victor first," Aria suggested but my brain wasn't functioning the same way. And a devilish smile formed on my lips. It felt like it had been ages since I have done something thrilling. "You know what Aria," My fingers ready to turn on the ignition. "Yes?" Aria whispered her eyes glued to the crowd outside. "I trust him, he can h
Olivia's PovThe rain poured down relentlessly, drenching everything in sight. I stood there, my dark hair clinging to my face, as I stared at the enemy on his knees before me. Blood oozed from his shattered kneecaps, creating a grim and haunting sight. Time was running out, and I had to act quickly.With a stern expression, I leaned in closer to him, the raindrops mingling with the intensity in my eyes. The sound of thunder echoed through the deserted warehouse adding an ominous backdrop to our confrontation."Why were you at the Chicago port?" I demanded, my voice firm and unwavering, barely audible over the pounding rain.He groaned in pain, his face twisted in agony. "I...I." I had to admit his guts that he was thinking of wasting my precious time.I grabbed him by the collar, my fingers gripping tightly. "You better start talking, or the pain you're feeling now will be nothing compared to what's coming next."His eyes widened with fear as the rain continued to pour down on us. Th
Olivia's PovI took a step in his direction everything happening right in front of my eyes the first day when I met him, his lessons, how he used to prepare food for me, how can every good memory and time I cherished with him was facade. My hands clammy when I pointed my gun towards him. I stood there, rain pouring down around me, my finger trembled against the trigger of the gun. I could feel the weight of the gun in my hand, and my heart pounded against my chest."Connor," I hissed, for the first time not respecting him, my voice laced with a mix of anger and hurt. "All this time... You were just using me, weren't you? Manipulating me, playing with my emotions."Raindrops cascaded down my face as I listened to his confession, mixing with my own tears. The realization of his deception cut deep into my soul, but I refused to let it break me. Instead, it fueled the fire burning within me.A bitter smile spread across my lips as I raised the gun, pointing it directly at him. "None of
"You raped her?" I questioned him out of disbelief. The place seemed to spin around me, and I felt as if the earth itself was pulling me down, trying to swallow me whole. The realization crashed over me like a tidal wave, and I struggled to find my voice amid the sea of emotions swirling within me."How... how could you?" I managed to choke out, my voice barely a whisper but it didn't bother him. He continued with his confession, "When I got to know she was pregnant with my baby I was the happiest soul alive on Earth but she said she will never let me be closer to my own daughter, you don't even know how it felt to stay away from my own blood," I felt a surge of primal fury welling up inside me. My voice rose to a crescendo as I shouted, "You vile, despicable creature! How dare you justify your sickening actions? You have no right to breathe the same air as us, to stand here as if you have done no wrong! How dare you to think what you did was correct and you to show that you were hap
UNCLE CONNOR'S POVAs the heavy rain poured down outside, I stepped out of the helicopter onto the dimly lit landing pad, surrounded by the members of my underground Mafia family. They stood in a line, their heads bowed in a show of respect as I arrived. The rhythmic sound of the rain beating against the metal roof echoed the intensity of the moment."Welcome back, Uncle Connor," one of my trusted lieutenants said as he raised his head, his voice filled with reverence."Thank you," I replied, my gaze sweeping over the devoted faces of my men. "What do you have for me?"Two of my loyal bodyguards approached, one holding a briefcase. "We've gathered crucial information on Victor Amuso," one of them informed me. "He's been making moves against us, and we believe it's time to take him down."I nodded, a steely resolve forming in my heart. "Excellent work. Let's head to the manor and go through the details there."As I walked towards the black SUV that was waiting for us, my bodyguards fla
"Should I ask you one question,""Go ahead,""At times don't you feel like what you would have been if you were with your parents,""Or maybe how it feels to have your own parents?""I don't need anyone, not even my parents,""Everyone needs a parent,""It doesn't mean they have a choice to have them till the time they want to Olivia Vitalio,""Even if you deny it I know what's right there in your,""What's there, what you know about it? You think everyone needs a parents right?""Yes,""But what about them who never got a chance to even know who they actually were so for your information they don't need them because they never know how it feels to have them in real,""I...I,""Don't think you know everything when you haven't been at someone's place, let's see it this way, you think I can feel what you are going through?""Answer me?""I'll tell you, I can't Olivia Vitalio. I can simply try my level best to fucking understand you, but I can never feel your pain because it's yours. You
Victor's PovI watched her sitting by the window, her face clouded with sadness. I couldn't bear to see her like this, so I decided to do something to lift her spirits. "Hey, are you feeling any better now?" I asked gently, approaching her.She looked up at me and managed a weak smile. "I'm okay, just feeling a low.""Well, how about we do something to cheer you up? What would you like to have for dinner?" I inquired, hoping to bring some excitement into her eyes.She thought for a moment before replying, "You know what? Surprise me. Cook anything you'd like, and I'll enjoy it."I nodded, determined to make her feel better. "Alright, then. I'll whip up something delicious." Suddenly, I realized that I was still soaked from the rain outside. "Why don't you change into something comfortable while I go and take a quick shower? My clothes are all wet."She nodded and stood up, "Sure, that sounds like a plan."I hurried to the bedroom, picked out some dry nightclothes, and stepped into the
Olivia's PovStaring out of the window, I realised what's happening with me has become a chain as from where I see it, if a single thing goes wrong with me, I have started looking for him, it feels like if he is next to me everything is going to be okay and it's not a bad thing, it's the strength of love that if you have a partner who loves you to the moon and beyond that, you can blindly trust yourself with them.Love has the ability to bind two souls in such a way that even amidst life's uncertainties, you find a constant anchor in him.A gentle touch brought me back to the present. He placed his warm hand on mine, and I felt an immediate connection that pulled me out of my trance. Looking at him, I saw his familiar smile, which always had a way of easing my anxieties.He entwined his fingers with mine, and I could feel the comfort and assurance in his touch. "Hey," he said softly, his voice like a soothing melody. "You okay?"His simple question broke the dam of my thoughts, and I
Olivia's PovI stood in front of him, the weight of loneliness settling heavily upon my shoulders. It seemed as though the world around me had turned into a desolate, empty place. The air felt cold and still, as if even the breeze had abandoned me.Lost in my thoughts, I barely believed it was him. But then it felt like, as if a miracle had occurred, he materialized before me. Victor; the devil the one person who had the power to make me feel safe and loved. In that moment, it was as if the universe had conspired to bring him to my side.Without a second thought, I ran towards him, my heart pounding with a mix of relief and desperation. I threw myself into his waiting arms, seeking solace and reassurance. He held me tightly, as if he understood that if he loosened his grip, I would be left feeling utterly alone in everything that was happening around me.My emotions spiraled out of control, and I began to ramble, pouring out the pain that had been festering within me. "My father," I c
Victor's PovI sat in the plush leather seat of my sleek black car, my hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. The engine roared to life as I navigated the dimly lit streets of the city, heading back to my penthouse. The weight of the night's events pressed heavily on my mind, and my thoughts were consumed by the woman I loved.Olivia had recently uncovered the truth about her mother's murder, a truth that shattered her perception of her own family. For years, she believed her father was the killer, living with the pain and anger of that false accusation. But now, she knew the real murderer was her own uncle. It was a shocking revelation that had sent her world spiraling into chaos.As I drove, images of her beautiful face filled my mind, her eyes haunted by years of torment and betrayal. I imagined her confronting her father, the man she had accused for so long, and confessing the truth. I could almost hear the anguish in her voice as she confronted him, demanding answers and seek
Olivia's PovI stood in the dimly lit room, tears streaming down my face, as I reached out for my dad's embrace. He stood just a few feet away, his back turned to me, seemingly distant despite our physical proximity. My heart ached with a mixture of regret and sadness as I struggled to find the right words to convey my deep remorse."Dad," I whispered, my voice trembling. "I'm so sorry... I'm sorry for ever thinking that you... that you killed Mom."Silence hung heavy in the air, amplifying the weight of my words. The room seemed to echo with my confession, and my dad's shoulders tensed at my admission. I could sense his internal struggle, the resentment simmering just beneath the surface."Why didn't you ever tell me what happened?" I continued, my voice wavering. "I never asked because I was scared to know the truth. But now... now I understand how much that hurt you. How much it hurt both of us."My dad's back remained turned, his face obscured from my view. It was as if he was fig
Olivia's PovI rested my head against the window pane while he started the car, the heat between us was a simple distraction from all the misery and tension I was currently having in my life. The closer we were getting to my house the more anxious I was growing about everything that how am I supposed to face my father and speak about things that took place in our past. "If you want I can come with you," I turned towards the person who spoke to me and saw the concern in his eyes. I knew he was tense about everything but I had made my decision that I was doing this alone."I know you want to be with me but I want to do it alone," at times we need to fight our own battles because that's your own story something that makes you, you. He nodded his head in understanding and in the next two minutes we were right in front of my mansion. My hands went to open the car door and his left hand held my right pressing the back of my hand he said in a calm tone, "I'm once call away from you, let
WARNING: NOT FOR VIRGIN EYESOlivia's Pov"You don't know what you have invited for yourself, don't blame me, if you fail to make it out of this car to your house," But who will tell him that at that point in time I wasn't rational enough to have any decisions, "are we going to waste our time chattering?" And I knew how to push his buttons. My fingers went to unbuckle his belt and before I could complete the task in my hand, he was already unhooking my bra and my upper garments were lying on the backseat. "The fact that you have to go back to your house in clothes is the only thing reprimanding me from stripping these clothes from your body."A smile almost touched my lips looking at his frustrated face and hearing him rambling."Let me help you," and next went my bra and my eyes locked into his, our eyes mirroring the intensity of desire for each other. His hands cupped my ass and it seemed as if he has been doing this for years. After all, I didn't even realise when he got rid o