Jade’s POV“Finally some peace,” I said to myself, standing by the window in my room, arms wrapped around my chest as I watched as the evening sun surrendered into dawn. The air was calm and still today. It's been two hours since I returned to the comfort of my room, and Layla’s words still replayed in my head. Don't ever go in there, Jade. She hadn't said it with malice or contempt. Instead, she seemed to be watching out for me; it sounded like a warning or maybe fear. I wouldn't let fear stop me from being free once again; all I needed to do was to just see what was in that room. Who knows? That could be a golden ticket out of this place. No, I needed to listen to Layla; she spoke with so much wisdom, and she was nice too, but sometimes the enemy came in the form of a friend to scare me and hinder me from taking a bold step.Even though I promised her I wouldn't, yet I was unsure, my curiosity still had a strong hold on me. If I don't find out what it is, my mind will never be s
Jackson’s POVShe looked so beautiful that I didn't realise when I bent a knee. I could tell she was surprised or maybe clueless; she had no idea what was coming.Her expression was priceless. I wish I had hired a media team to capture this beautiful moment. She didn't seem angry; instead, it was as though she had anticipated this moment all her life.“Jade,” I began, trying to sound as serious as I could, though the excitement bubbling up inside me made it a little difficult. “Will you marry me?”She froze, her lips parted in doubt. Her face was a mixture of confusion and shock, like she couldn't seem to process the words I said to her.“Um… Jackson,” she began, her voice slightly cracked, and I couldn't help but let out a chuckle.“Oh goodness, I'm just messing with you, “I said, getting up and brushing off my jeans. ” You should have seen your face! Pure panic!”Her shoulders sagged in relief, but something flickered in her eyes; it looked like a disappointment if I wasn't mistaken
Jade’s POVI sat in silence, staring at the empty doorway, wondering what the text was about. He appeared angry even though he tried to hide it by kissing me on the forehead. I still sensed something that angered him. Although he promised he would be back, still I couldn't help but wonder what went wrong. Was he suddenly disgusted by my presence and was looking for a way to escape?Or was he angry with the answer I gave when he told me about what Atlas did? Well, all I could do now was assume because he just walked out without an explanation or warning.He didn't wait to finish dinner with me; instead, he just left, and that made my stomach tighten. I knew something was wrong somewhere, and when he returned, I hoped he could tell me about it.Yet I couldn't seem to get his sweet compliments out of my head; Jackson was the first man that ever made me feel like a queen and not a sex object.He was kind with his words and in his heart, even though many think he is a monster like his fat
Jackson’s POVI would make sure he pays for everything he has done! I could feel my simmering anger as I drove through the dark streets of Rome. Finally, I got to the location, parked my car quickly at a silent corner, and slid out, glancing around for any signs of trouble. Scar was horned, indicating he was a few cars back watching the environment; this was his way of looking out for me. I yanked my phone from my back pocket and dialled his line. He answered immediately.“Hello, Scar!” I said barely above a whisper.“I can see you, sir.”“Good, I need you to stay where you are. Don't make a move unless I ask you to.” I didn't need to talk much; Scar knew the deal. He had been working side by side with me to understand how things worked.“Alright, boss. Please don't hesitate to call me if anything funny happens; don't get yourself killed.” He said and hung up immediately; I smelt the phone back into my pocket. I wore my black face cap and looked at the brothel ahead of me. I didn't
Jade’s POV~The red room.~“Noo!” I screamed as I woke up with a jolt, my skin shiny with sweat and my heart racing like I had run a thousand miles. I sat up immediately, trying to catch my breath. I had just had a nightmare, and it was so scary that I wished I could erase it from my mind. I could barely remember the details, but now I could still feel it—the whip stinging my skin.Stormy was in it, instructing me to watch while he fucked his girl, and I had looked away. He grabbed my hair and yanked out a whip, and then the terror began.Why was I having these dreams? I tried to shake off the feeling, but sleep wasn't going to come back, especially not after this scary nightmare.I pulled off the blankets and swayed my legs over the side of the bed. The floor was cold, and it made me flinch, but it wasn't enough to clear the blinding fog in my head.Still, I couldn't shake off the feelings the nightmare seemed to give me. I had goosebumps just thinking about it. Why was I dreaming a
Jackson’s POVThe room reeked of gunpowder and regret. I stared down at Lucius' lifeless body, rumpled on the cold ground, staining the rug beneath him.I looked away in anger, my hands slightly trembling as I threw the gun back into the case. This wasn't how I planned for the night to go; I wanted to speak to him and maybe torture him a little bit till he became broken and scared of me. But he was adamant and even tried to attack me. As if that was not enough, he said things that I didn't want to hear. You pushed me to do this, Lucius, and now you are going to be responsible for it.You gave me no other option. His ranting words still echoed in my head like a broken record; it kept replaying. ‘Your mother was worthless! She was never enough for your father Eduardo. The old man desired more; he wanted someone more feminine, sexy, and beautiful, but she wasn't any of those things.’ I gripped the gun angrily, fighting to keep myself from pulling the trigger. Lucius had stirred up a pa
Jade’s POVAs soon as the door clicked shut behind me, I was sure the guards were gone. I ran to my bed sobbing helplessly. They barged into my room, dragging me to the hall, almost beating me up if Scar hadn't shown up, and told them to wait till Jackson appeared. And Jackson stood up for me once again.Take her back to the room and make sure she gets enough rest. I heard him say to one of the guards as I walked away. He seemed so calm this morning, like he hadn't just blown a man's head off in a hidden basement that looked like a room. He looked different this morning, like he wasn't the man I had seen last night in the red room.If I was under the influence of alcohol, I could have sworn that it didn't happen and it was just a fragment of my little broken emotions. But I wasn't drunk or even tipsy; I had seen him pull the trigger; his expression was cold and heartless as I watched the man fall to the floor. Wasted. Like his life didn't matter.I didn't care what he did; no man d
Jackson’s POVI want to change; I want to be a different man. I stood at the bathroom sink, my hands trembling violently as I scrubbed away the invincible blood of Lucius, or maybe I was trying to scrub the mess and guilt of yesterday.For a moment the water ran red like there was blood on my hands, but then it cleared, making me wonder if I was almost going crazy and having hallucinations.But this was what I had to do if I wanted to be a mafia lord and make people fear me; my father was good at this job, I had to give him that; he took so much pleasure in killing while I hated it passionately.And even though Lucius was an ass, I still regretted killing him. I should learn to keep my emotions in check and not let anyone get under my skin.I looked into the mirror at my reflection, watching the face of the man who wasted the life of a man. The image of him falling to the floor still haunted me up till now. His pleading eyes, even though he said some stupid things, told a different s
Lorenzo’s POVWhat was she doing here? For the first time in years of knowing Eloise but seeing her standing close to Jackson with a smile creeping behind her lips, I knew she was up to something sketchy and she was hiding something from me.I never doubted Eloise. Even when she gave me so many reasons to. Ever since I laid my eyes on her, she had always been speaking about Eduardo; then when Jackson became Don, he became her new topic.Saying she needed information on him so she could be free. I wanted her to be free, and we both desired the same outcome: the downfall of Jackson. But could she be lying? Was this all just a facade to make me believe that her obsession with Jackson was based on what she wanted from me, or was this truly the intent of the desires that were buried deep in her heart?So many times I’ve caught her lurking around, watching and saying more than she needed to the other maidens. But I kept quiet because she played her games by herself, and I didn't want to se
Jade’s POVI was awake, but my eyes were shut. I had managed to make myself numb and asleep, but then the pain was so much to bear. It was dull, but it ached all over my arms and legs. I was feeling so weak; my head felt like lead, and it was as though I was carrying a lot of baggage in it. It also pounded so hard, making my throat dry and sore.I blinked twice, my vision almost blurry, hard for me to see a thing, just the same dimly lit too, but something was weird. I wasn't sitting; I was lying on something soft. It felt like I was on a hospital bed or a slab used to butcher meat. Were they trying to murder me and send my remains to the Godfather?Is it a crime that I followed every command he gave me? But no matter what happened, I wouldn't stop fighting and trying to be free. The last thing I remembered was the piercing and burning pain I felt when Lexi injected me with that vial. The pain I felt was unexplainable; she was right when she said it felt like being in hell. It was
Jackson’s POVEvery morning is a fresh beginning, a new start for something good, or so I thought. But the first thing I noticed when I opened my eyes was the sound of my duvet shifting off my body slowly, almost like an invisible force was in my room.I blinked twice as the morning light penetrated through the curtains into my eyes. My body was still sluggish from sleep, and my vision was blurry, yet I was aware of a presence in my room.It was that of a female from the soft footsteps, feminine scent and the sound of the vacuum cleaner. I knew I was being watched too.That was strange. I rubbed my eyes with my hands and turned my head to see a strange woman—a maiden, dressed in a white garment, the one the maidens wore.But hers was too revealing, like she had purposefully made it short. It also showed a great deal of cleavage. I watched her carefully as she pretended to focus on the cleaning. No, her attention was locked on me; no, it wasn’t me; it was my hard-on beneath the duvet.
Lorenzo’s POVFuck me, daddy!Eloise had said the night before, as she rode me slowly, her hips moving, she was so damn wet and delicious down there I could stay there all day.Suddenly, I opened my eyes. My chest was heavy, and I looked underneath to see Eloise lying on top of me. She was the sweetest girl I've ever been with. For a moment I saw myself changing and trying to be a better person because of her. Yet I compromise and do things to please her. I guess that's what people in love do.I want her to be in my arms forever. I wanted to savour every second of these moments, but then I realised she was still a maiden, a slave to Jackson, and this moment wouldn't last.I sat upright, wiping the beads of sweat on my forehead with the back of my hand, and then I turned my head to see her still lying there, looking like a damsel in distress. I had pounded the living daylights out of her last night, which led to her exhaustion. Her hair spread across the pillow, her lips parted sligh
Jackson’s POVNow that Lexi is gone, I can think clearly. I stood on the balcony, watching the trees sway left and right in the rough wind, but I couldn't find peace knowing that Jade was gone.I had failed her once again; I knew that. Being with me had caused her nothing but pain and torment to her soul. From one attack to the other just because she loved me.I paced around the dimly lit house, my heart heavy with worry. I wondered how she was doing out there alone all by herself with no one to protect her from the evils of the night.Was she even alive by now? I had no information and hadn’t heard the news about her. For all I know, whoever was trying to get to me got to her instead.She had been taken by someone who wanted to hurt me. The trails I tried to follow all led to dead ends, and it was eating me alive. Whoever did this wanted me to suffer, and it was working.Scar coughed out loud to get my attention. I turn to see him leaning against a rusted table, his arms crossed over
Lorenzo’s POVI watched from the window below Lexi walking towards her black Lexus. She looked nervous and hurt. What was she doing here by this time of the night, it was almost midnight. What Exactly did she do here to do, I knew she loved Jackson but then I couldn't risk her blowing our cover. No, she knew better than to do that.She wouldn’t dare. She despised Jade intensely and would do anything to remove any obstacle preventing her from having Jackson all to herself.Still, I didn't trust her at all. I couldn't predict her sometimes, she is a rich spoilt brat who was only after things that benefitted her. A slow smile played on my lips as I saw her driving away. She didn't look like she came here to betray me; she might just be trying to insert herself since Jade was nowhere to be found. She had her motives and knew better than to expose me; she understood so much was at stake. That was why I ensured she acted like the boss. I had spent so many years planning this kidnapping o
Lexi’s POVI swallow hard as I stare at the empty syringe in between my fingers and then at Jade's limp body. She must be in so much pain.Her head slumped forward, and her brown hair fell over her face, her breathing almost unheard. No, she wasn't dead, at least not yet, but sooner or later I will surely make her disappear.“You know, you didn't have to put yourself through this just to defend a man who doesn't care about you, sweetheart,” I muttered under my breath, tucking a strand of hair from her pale face. “If you can hear me, next time just cooperate.” The basement was as dim as always, casting bizarre shadows across the damp walls. I shouldn't be in there. I should be having dinner in my mansion, drinking a glass of tequila, and eating roasted chicken. I should be with the love of my life, Jackson. But here I am, in this smelly room that reeks of blood and urine. I know I need to make this sacrifice for Jackson. After all, I’ve done worse things in the past. Two of my men,
Jade’s POV“Let me go!” I managed to say it, but the words barely escaped my lips. I didn't know how long I had been down here, but it seemed like decades.My cheek still throbbed with a fiery sting, a painful reminder of the punch I had received from those rascals. My nose was probably broken by now.They kept asking me to tell them things about Jackson, but I knew nothing. Even if I knew anything, I wouldn't betray Jackson; he has done nothing but be good to me.I ignored the gnawing hunger in my stomach; all I could think of was a way to escape this place. My wrists ached from the tightness of the drops and the way they dug into my delicate skin.And my head pounded from whatever they had used to knock me out earlier at the ballroom. The damp basement smelled of decay and rust, it was pitch black now, and the only light came from the tiny opening of the door. Shadows danced along the walls, indicating that I wasn't alone. These men weren't finished with me. This strange woman, who
Jackson’s POVJade was missing; they had taken her, and it was too late for me—I couldn’t save her. I had spent almost an hour searching every nook and cranny of the room, but there was no sight of her.I decided to step out of the ballroom, thinking that whoever took her must have transported her to another location for reasons only known to them.But the moment I walked out, I knew something was wrong. It was unusually quiet, and I could still hear the faint music from inside the ballroom, accompanied by rich laughter echoing off the walls. But none of it mattered to me. I needed to find Jade, and I won't rest until I do. Since Jade disappeared, it felt like a piece of me had left too. She was my better half, and now I know that I was foolish to let her out of my sight, especially after losing her. As I passed a certain route, people tried to stop me, shake hands with me.And I exchanged fake pleasantries pretending like they cared about anything that happened in my life when I wa