KAYLAMy hand flew to my chest. His sudden appearance had startled me, almost forcing a scream from my lips.“You scared me” I whispered, eyeing him with annoyance.“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to but I called your name a few times, but you didn’t respond” he answered.I slowly nodded my head. I didn’t realize I had been so into my thoughts. “I was thinking about something”“Are you okay? You look a little pale” He reached out his hand to touch me but I took a step back, making him drop the hand.“I’m fine” I whispered. I wanted to tell him he was the reason I was so pale but I kept quiet. It would do no good.“Why did you call me here? Are you going to accuse me of something else this time or make me kill someone?” I asked sarcastically.I looked behind him hoping to see Enzo but there was no one else in the room. It was just the two of us.“Are you still bitter about that?”“Are you seriously asking me if I am still bitter about being kidnapped, locked up for days and almost forced to
KAYLAI stiffened against his lips. The action was sudden. Too fast that I couldn’t stop myself. My resistance, however, did not last as my body melted into the kiss. Ricardo’s lips were rough against mine and I could feel sparks as his hand tightened around my waist. He was my first kiss.Maybe that was why it felt right like this was meant to be, like I had been keeping it just for him. I closed my eyes and melted into the kiss. My hands reached out and I gripped the suit jacket tightly as I pulled him closer.I hated and loved the way my body hummed in delight as our tongues danced together while I moaned against his mouth. The warmth that radiated from him made me want to pull him closer.Ricardo pulled away and planted open-mouth kisses down the side of my neck and my fingers buried themselves into his hair.“You feel right, Red. Like you were met to be mine” he murmured against my skin and I jerked back, with my eyes wide in horror.My senses came back, and my heart was poundin
KAYLA “What the fuck is wrong with you, Kayla? How can you be late on this day of all days?" My best friend, Miro, scolded me as soon as I arrived at the office. “The universe is against me, Ro,” I whined. “I slept early yesterday, but I still managed to wake up late." Today was the briefing for our new assignment, and though my presence wasn’t needed since they never give me any assignments, my co-workers would never miss an opportunity to poke and complain about my lack of work ethics, which wasn’t true. My life was a trail of bad decisions and bad luck. My mother had died during childbirth after demanding that they save her baby instead when they told her the choice had to be made. That decision was the beginning of the hell that is now my reality. My father, Jonathan Monroe, has never looked at me with an ounce of love since I was born. To him, I should have been the dead one instead of Mom, and he wasn’t shy about being vocal about his opinion. I’ve tried so hard to get him
RICARDOMy mood turned sour with every pathetic moan of pain that escaped the battered lowlife tied to the chair in front of me. I hated the dimly lit room we used to torture those who went against me much more than the people who made me come here.Couple both hatred, and that’s enough anger to make me want to use the plier in my hands to pluck out his tongue so he could stop making my ears bleed with his tears. My underboss, Enzo, had only plucked out his fingers, and he was crying like a bitch’.“I’m sorry, boss. I didn’t mean to …” The fool cried out, digging his grave further. Another thing I hated more than torture rooms and idiots were liars and manipulators.“I would pluck out your tongue even though it would ruin my very expensive suit if I heard any more lies from you, Mathias. You didn’t mean to steal my drugs?”Mathias clamped his mouth shut. He knew better than to say another word.“Come on, Mathias. I hate to play a game of cat and mouse. Where did you keep the tonnes of
KAYLA “Girl, I can’t believe you are going to be getting another solo in one night. I’ve practically crawled on my knees for Bernado, but that good for nothing, pot belly bastard won’t budge,” Ivory whined from her spot in front of the dressing mirror. It’s been three months since I started working at The Underground. I arrived in Italy the next week, after the assignment was reassigned to me. Dad wasn’t happy, but he could do nothing since I was the only free agent, and they had to send someone. I was assigned a fake mother who was a cancer patient. She used to be an agent before she got sick. I also auditioned to become a dancer in one of Ricardo’s clubs. We thought it would make it easier to get direct access to the man, but it’s been three months, and he has yet to show up here. In those three months, I met Ivory, Issa, and Diamond. I wouldn’t call us best friends, but they were good to me, and we were tight to the extent we could. I also made a lot of enemies because Bernado
RICARDO’S POV The club was packed just as Luca had reported. “Fuck, the place is packed. The Bastardo must be earning millions but keeps turning in change and claiming that there have been no sales.” Enzo growled from his place at the front. I turned to the Eagle’s eyes Capo, Orlando, who was seated beside me, “Seems like you are going to get a new shirt.” I nodded toward his designer shirt. The Eagle’s eyes were basically a clean-up crew for the family. They were made of hitmen and enforcers who got their hands dirty when it was time and were the largest team in the family. “As long as he won’t be breathing by the time I leave, it would all be worth it,” Giovanni grunted. He was a quiet man. Unlike Enzo, who fitted the role of the Capo more with his love for blood and violence, Giovanni was and looked the opposite of the position he held, but one should never be fooled as he was extremely ruthless, just as a Capo was supposed to be. “He still has no idea we are here, right?” I a
KAYLA I had never been to this part of the club in the three months I started working here, and I guess it’s because it’s been reserved for him. It’s been three months, and I had gotten nothing useful for HQ, and they were not happy. I don’t know why Ricardo ordered a private dance from me, but I was too desperate to finally have something to tell HQ when I call in for feedback. There were men stationed outside the door when I got there, and they gave me that familiar lustful stare that I could never get used to. Ivory had chosen a red lingerie with fake diamonds. I took a deep breath and pushed the door open but was surprised to see that it was empty. “Go in; the boss will be here soon." One of the guards grumbled, so I entered the room and locked the door behind me. I listened for a few seconds and scanned the room for possible cameras before bringing out the burner phone that was given to me to contact Miro. I sent him a quick text to Miro to let him know that I was finally
RICARDOI didn’t look back as I made my way out of the club through the back like I had come in. My entire body was heating up, and I needed the cool breeze outside to calm me down. It was unreal how harsh I was breathing as I pushed past drunk and high customers just to get out.“Boss, do I get underboss and Capo Orlando?” The driver sputtered when he saw me. I don’t know where Orlando found the guy, but I guess he could drive well. I just got annoyed with how jumpy he was.