Adam’s POVI was there before he hit the ground, catching his weight as his knees buckled.His fingers clawed at my jacket, breathing ragged. “Adam…”“Stay with me,” I pleaded.His blood pooled beneath him, and men returned. The sniper shooter was dead. They had handled it.Kevin’s grip tightened on my shirt. His eyes darkened. Unfocused.“Listen. I...” He coughed, blood spilling past his lips. “Christine…I...”“Don’t talk. We’ll get you out,” I said.He shook his head violently. His nails dug into my arm. “You don’t…understand.”“Please, listen to me,” he said, panting.“It was my fault. Everything. I'm sorry Adam,” he said, in a teary voice.I shook my head. “No, it's not.”“It is,” he replied. “I had been working with Lance for a while. Ever since I suspected Elizabeth wasn't here just for the money. I connected with lance through some old connections.”I listened, watching the blood pour from his mouth as he struggled to get the words out. “Christine and I were lovers. I help her
Adam’s POV“We have to go back to the monastery,” Maximus yelled.I nodded and we began retreating, covering each other's movement with gunshots at the enemy.Keeping my head low, as my back hit the cold pillars of the monastery, I checked to locate the enemy's position.My men moved in calculated bursts, dodging between broken columns, returning fire with trained precision. But it wasn’t enough. We were pinned down, boxed in like rats.I saw it in their faces, the realization. We were outnumbered. The Yakuza had us trapped, pressing in from all sides.They had the upper hand. I couldn't risk my men dying. I had to think of something.Nico slid beside me, tossing a loaded gun into my hand. "Here, catch!" he shouted over the chaos.I grabbed it on instinct, barely turning my head before a bullet pierced his leg."Aaah!" He screamed falling to the floor. I quickly got down and pulled him away from the firing bullets."Are you going to be okay?" I asked, worried.He nodded, and quickly t
Elizabeth’s POVI hissed, pulling at the ropes holding my wrists. Richard and Lily were at the door arguing about whatever they cared about.bI pulled the rope again, hurting my wrist and I gave up with a groan.“Don't bother sweetheart, it won't work,” Richard said, looking at me.He was right. I had been pulling the rope for hours and my wrists was already bruised.“Let’s go,” Richard finally said, adjusting his suit jacket. “She’s not going anywhere.”Lily smirked, flipping her hair over her shoulder. “Good. I’d hate to chase after her again.”She walked out, her heels clicking sharply against the floor, and Richard followed, before the door shut.Screw it. If only someone could...my eyes trailed and focused on Christine.She was on the floor picking each piece of glass and acting like I wasn't in the room.“Ow,” she groaned, holding up the finger that had been cut by the glass.Her eyes met mine and there was complete silence.She returned to picking the glass and I exhaled slowly
Adam’s POV“Adam!” Elizabeth’s voice cut through with fear.I barely had time to react before Richard’s gun fired.The shot rang out, but I felt nothing. There was no pain or impact.Because Richard had missed. He looked at me surprised and my eyes trailed down to Christine beneath his leg.He followed my gaze spotting her. She had pushed him at the last second.She rose, breathing hard.Elizabeth wasted no time. The second Richard stumbled, she twisted out of his hold, breaking free.I moved quickly, throwing my fist in his face. He groaned and stumbled back and I hit him again.The gun fell off his hand and blood dripped from his nostrils.“You fucking...” Richard curses, but my fist hit him hard again. He fell to the floor, holding his bleeding nose.I attacked, but he recovered dodging my punch and kicking me.I growled, and lunged at him, hitting his ribs.The blood slurped from his mouth and he growled. “I have had enough of you.”His feet met my ribs, knocking me out of his sid
Adam's POV“You're foolish,” Richard cursed. “She shot her.”“Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you, right now!” I yelled.My finger twitched at the trigger and I waited.“You can't do it,” Richard sneered. “You don't have it in you.”“I don't?” I asked. “Don’t push your luck brother.”“I’m not afraid of you, brother,” Richard said, laughing.“You should be,” I spat. I wanted to send him to hell, but he was right. My hands wouldn't pull the trigger no matter how much I tried.His eyes darted to Elizabeth and back at me. “I'm taking her with me,” he announced.“In your dreams, Richard,” I growled.He moved and my gun followed. “Don’t tempt me.”“Give her to me,” Richard yelled.He was only getting her when I died. “You touch her, you're dead.”“Watch me,” he said and moved forward.“Richard, don't!” I warned, hesitating.He didn't listen and began running towards me.“Richard, don't,” Lily begged, her voice breaking.I pulled the trigger, and he fell to the floor. He screame
Adam's POVThe heart monitor started beeping again, and I exhaled.She coughed, her eyes still closed, and I fell to my knees. “Thank you,” I breathed.“She's stable,” I heard the doctor say. He checked her pulse and turned to me. “I'll have to watch her to avoid such things happening again.”I didn't answer, only nodding slightly while I kept my eyes on her.I should have never let her out of my sight. She was suffering because of me. This was never going to happen again.Looking at her fragile form made me want to kill Richard, but I couldn't.I stood up, and the door opened. Yumi walked in, and Christine entered a few seconds later. She had a bandage on her forehead and looked guilty. Her eyes resting on Elizabeth.“What do you want?” I asked, facing Christine.“I'm so sorry,” Christine said, her voice trembling.“That's not what I asked,” I replied. My eyes stayed glued to her. I stepped forward.Yumi stood between us, blocking my path. “I didn't help you so you could kill my cous
Adam's POVI wanted to tear him to shreds.Bloody bastard!“You came,” he said, his lips forming a wicked smirk.“You must have missed me,” he continued.I stepped forward, opening the glass door and walked in.“It's been barely a day and you're already here,” he mocked. “Seems you need my help.”“Where are they?” I asked, not interested in his bullshit.“Who?” He asked, smiling. “You have to be specific, brother.”He was mocking me.“Don’t fucking play games with me, Richard! Where are they?” I asked, pissed as hell.“I am in the mood for a game. Shall we play hide and seek?” He asked, still smiling.My voice turned hoarse and deeper. “I'm not in the mood.”“But I am,” he answered cheerfully.“What do you want?” I asked.“To leave here,” he answered, immediately.“Not a chance,” I blurted.“Now answer me. Where the hell did you put them? Kevin's family.”“Oh, them?” He asked.He was sounding more like a psychopath every single day.“Where did you keep Diana and her daughter?” I asked
Elizabeth's POVA distant beep roused me from the dark. My limbs felt heavy, like being underwater. My eyelids quivered, refusing the opening capacity, their lashes stuck together. My head pounded loudly, and I groaned.What the hell happened to me?My nose caught a weird scent.Was that medicine?I opened my eyes, groaning as the bright ceiling lights burned my eyes.White walls. Machines. Drips from the IV stuck onto the wrist.A hospital.Panic flared through me quickly. My heart pounded, causing one of the machines to sound its alarm. My hands were around the sheets, holding them tightly. I was alive. That meant Adam...No. Not Adam. Richard, that devil!Flashes of the last thing I could remember slammed into me like a truck. Richard's sneer, Adam screaming my name.I swallowed, my mouth tasting like sandpaper.A nurse walked in wearing a light blue scrub, looking surprised as she saw me. Her expression turned into a smile and she hurried towards me. "Well, you're awake. We were a
Elizabeth's POVHis presence was like a storm, quiet but heavy with tension. He set his eyes upon mine, and his eyebrows were drawn together.He stepped closer. “What happened?”I tried to regulate my breathing.“Nothing,” I lied.His gaze turned dark, and he stepped forward. “Don't lie to me.”I swallowed hard.He took another step. He spoke, his voice dropped, almost soft but not soft. “Who was here?”I hesitated, even though I did know not to assume Adam wouldn't eventually find out.And, I whispered, “Lance.”His entire body became stiff.He stayed silent and then, his voice turned low. “Lance was here.”I nodded.Something shifted his expression. It scared me.Without another word, he grabbed his cell and called. “Double the security. Now.”His eyes didn’t leave mine. “I will kill the man myself if he ever gets close to you again.”“I…” My voice stopped short. "He went out before you arrived."His stare darkened. “And?”I swallowed hard.“He wanted me to accompany him.”The secon
Elizabeth's POVA distant beep roused me from the dark. My limbs felt heavy, like being underwater. My eyelids quivered, refusing the opening capacity, their lashes stuck together. My head pounded loudly, and I groaned.What the hell happened to me?My nose caught a weird scent.Was that medicine?I opened my eyes, groaning as the bright ceiling lights burned my eyes.White walls. Machines. Drips from the IV stuck onto the wrist.A hospital.Panic flared through me quickly. My heart pounded, causing one of the machines to sound its alarm. My hands were around the sheets, holding them tightly. I was alive. That meant Adam...No. Not Adam. Richard, that devil!Flashes of the last thing I could remember slammed into me like a truck. Richard's sneer, Adam screaming my name.I swallowed, my mouth tasting like sandpaper.A nurse walked in wearing a light blue scrub, looking surprised as she saw me. Her expression turned into a smile and she hurried towards me. "Well, you're awake. We were a
Adam's POVI wanted to tear him to shreds.Bloody bastard!“You came,” he said, his lips forming a wicked smirk.“You must have missed me,” he continued.I stepped forward, opening the glass door and walked in.“It's been barely a day and you're already here,” he mocked. “Seems you need my help.”“Where are they?” I asked, not interested in his bullshit.“Who?” He asked, smiling. “You have to be specific, brother.”He was mocking me.“Don’t fucking play games with me, Richard! Where are they?” I asked, pissed as hell.“I am in the mood for a game. Shall we play hide and seek?” He asked, still smiling.My voice turned hoarse and deeper. “I'm not in the mood.”“But I am,” he answered cheerfully.“What do you want?” I asked.“To leave here,” he answered, immediately.“Not a chance,” I blurted.“Now answer me. Where the hell did you put them? Kevin's family.”“Oh, them?” He asked.He was sounding more like a psychopath every single day.“Where did you keep Diana and her daughter?” I asked
Adam's POVThe heart monitor started beeping again, and I exhaled.She coughed, her eyes still closed, and I fell to my knees. “Thank you,” I breathed.“She's stable,” I heard the doctor say. He checked her pulse and turned to me. “I'll have to watch her to avoid such things happening again.”I didn't answer, only nodding slightly while I kept my eyes on her.I should have never let her out of my sight. She was suffering because of me. This was never going to happen again.Looking at her fragile form made me want to kill Richard, but I couldn't.I stood up, and the door opened. Yumi walked in, and Christine entered a few seconds later. She had a bandage on her forehead and looked guilty. Her eyes resting on Elizabeth.“What do you want?” I asked, facing Christine.“I'm so sorry,” Christine said, her voice trembling.“That's not what I asked,” I replied. My eyes stayed glued to her. I stepped forward.Yumi stood between us, blocking my path. “I didn't help you so you could kill my cous
Adam's POV“You're foolish,” Richard cursed. “She shot her.”“Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you, right now!” I yelled.My finger twitched at the trigger and I waited.“You can't do it,” Richard sneered. “You don't have it in you.”“I don't?” I asked. “Don’t push your luck brother.”“I’m not afraid of you, brother,” Richard said, laughing.“You should be,” I spat. I wanted to send him to hell, but he was right. My hands wouldn't pull the trigger no matter how much I tried.His eyes darted to Elizabeth and back at me. “I'm taking her with me,” he announced.“In your dreams, Richard,” I growled.He moved and my gun followed. “Don’t tempt me.”“Give her to me,” Richard yelled.He was only getting her when I died. “You touch her, you're dead.”“Watch me,” he said and moved forward.“Richard, don't!” I warned, hesitating.He didn't listen and began running towards me.“Richard, don't,” Lily begged, her voice breaking.I pulled the trigger, and he fell to the floor. He screame
Adam’s POV“Adam!” Elizabeth’s voice cut through with fear.I barely had time to react before Richard’s gun fired.The shot rang out, but I felt nothing. There was no pain or impact.Because Richard had missed. He looked at me surprised and my eyes trailed down to Christine beneath his leg.He followed my gaze spotting her. She had pushed him at the last second.She rose, breathing hard.Elizabeth wasted no time. The second Richard stumbled, she twisted out of his hold, breaking free.I moved quickly, throwing my fist in his face. He groaned and stumbled back and I hit him again.The gun fell off his hand and blood dripped from his nostrils.“You fucking...” Richard curses, but my fist hit him hard again. He fell to the floor, holding his bleeding nose.I attacked, but he recovered dodging my punch and kicking me.I growled, and lunged at him, hitting his ribs.The blood slurped from his mouth and he growled. “I have had enough of you.”His feet met my ribs, knocking me out of his sid
Elizabeth’s POVI hissed, pulling at the ropes holding my wrists. Richard and Lily were at the door arguing about whatever they cared about.bI pulled the rope again, hurting my wrist and I gave up with a groan.“Don't bother sweetheart, it won't work,” Richard said, looking at me.He was right. I had been pulling the rope for hours and my wrists was already bruised.“Let’s go,” Richard finally said, adjusting his suit jacket. “She’s not going anywhere.”Lily smirked, flipping her hair over her shoulder. “Good. I’d hate to chase after her again.”She walked out, her heels clicking sharply against the floor, and Richard followed, before the door shut.Screw it. If only someone could...my eyes trailed and focused on Christine.She was on the floor picking each piece of glass and acting like I wasn't in the room.“Ow,” she groaned, holding up the finger that had been cut by the glass.Her eyes met mine and there was complete silence.She returned to picking the glass and I exhaled slowly
Adam’s POV“We have to go back to the monastery,” Maximus yelled.I nodded and we began retreating, covering each other's movement with gunshots at the enemy.Keeping my head low, as my back hit the cold pillars of the monastery, I checked to locate the enemy's position.My men moved in calculated bursts, dodging between broken columns, returning fire with trained precision. But it wasn’t enough. We were pinned down, boxed in like rats.I saw it in their faces, the realization. We were outnumbered. The Yakuza had us trapped, pressing in from all sides.They had the upper hand. I couldn't risk my men dying. I had to think of something.Nico slid beside me, tossing a loaded gun into my hand. "Here, catch!" he shouted over the chaos.I grabbed it on instinct, barely turning my head before a bullet pierced his leg."Aaah!" He screamed falling to the floor. I quickly got down and pulled him away from the firing bullets."Are you going to be okay?" I asked, worried.He nodded, and quickly t
Adam’s POVI was there before he hit the ground, catching his weight as his knees buckled.His fingers clawed at my jacket, breathing ragged. “Adam…”“Stay with me,” I pleaded.His blood pooled beneath him, and men returned. The sniper shooter was dead. They had handled it.Kevin’s grip tightened on my shirt. His eyes darkened. Unfocused.“Listen. I...” He coughed, blood spilling past his lips. “Christine…I...”“Don’t talk. We’ll get you out,” I said.He shook his head violently. His nails dug into my arm. “You don’t…understand.”“Please, listen to me,” he said, panting.“It was my fault. Everything. I'm sorry Adam,” he said, in a teary voice.I shook my head. “No, it's not.”“It is,” he replied. “I had been working with Lance for a while. Ever since I suspected Elizabeth wasn't here just for the money. I connected with lance through some old connections.”I listened, watching the blood pour from his mouth as he struggled to get the words out. “Christine and I were lovers. I help her