Jackson’s POV~A new chance~Even if he manages to survive the coma. He will never be able to walk or speak again. The doctor's words echoed in my head as I made my way to the ward Eduardo was in.The white lights buzzed faintly, casting an eerie glow over the hall. I was excited about this news. Eduardo would live, but the life he’d have now wouldn't be much; it wouldn't be the same.He won't be able to harm anyone else, and I would finally be the leader of the Mafia, the don. This thought felt so heavy in my chest as I finally stepped into the ward where Lorenzo was waiting, still holding onto Eduardo's hand like a retard.When I locked the door softly behind me, Lorenzo looked up at me from where he was sitting at Eduardo's side. His eyes were red and swollen; I could tell he had been crying ever since. His eyes searched mine for answers. What a pathetic loser! Wasn't he tired of doing Eduardo's dirty job? I sighed and ran a hand through my hair, preparing myself for what I was ab
Jade’s POV~Sad night~If you aren't careful, you might end up like Don. Eloise's words rang like a church bell in my ears as I stood alone all by myself in the dim passage.She had advised me to be careful and tread cautiously and carefully. Was it as bad as she made it seem?Eduardo was dead, which was a good thing; I wouldn't have to be worried about getting raped by a man old enough to be my father. But was I going from the frying pan to the fire?Was Jackson any different from his father? He appeared nice and spoke to me nicely; he even defended me back there, but was he who he claimed to be?Eloise's warning only left me more unsettled. Perhaps she was right. I didn't need to be schooled or lectured about how dangerous Jackson was; after all, he tried to assassinate his father. No matter how terrible someone's actions are, only a person capable of murder can bring themselves to end another person's life. I saw the way the people grew quiet when he entered. His presence seemed
Jackson’s POVWho was looking for me?I barely even had visitors at all; Eduardo was the one with lots of rich friends who only thrived on people's sadness and pain. He was a wealthy socialite while I was his lapdog; at least that was what I pretended to be while I learnt things from him.The only good thing he gained from my mother was me, someone to inherit his properties because he wanted to preserve his family name. That was the kind of man he was.As I descended the stairs, Lorenzo followed me closely; I could hear the faint echo of our footsteps resounding in the hallway. The alluring aroma of freshly baked bread wafted through the air, making my mouth water and teasing my senses—my stomach also growled with hunger.I hadn't eaten any solid meal since my father's accident; people needed to be convinced that I was truly sad about his attack and would do anything to find whoever did this to him. It was as though my father was specific about the maidens he brought into the mansio
Jade’s POV“I love you, Jade,” Jackson said softly, his dark eyes piercing mine as he kissed the back of my hand like a gentleman. I was shocked at this gesture; why would he be so sweet and soft toward me? What did he want from me? I had a lot of questions, but they were left unanswered. “I don't understand,” I said in a confused manner. I looked around to see myself in the back of a car wearing a red dress like I was on a date with Jackson, the son of my captor. “Why are you doing this? Would you ever let me go?”“What don't you understand, honey? I saved your life back there because I want you to be mine!” He whispered, his thumb rubbing my chin. “And I promise not to hurt you; I'll only give you an eternity of pleasures.”I was taken aback by his statement. “Really? So you want to inherit me from your father and the other maidens too? You and your father are sick fucks that need to be behind bars!”He burst into a loud laugh that sounded annoying to my ears. “Really? Do you thi
Jackson’s POV~Doomsday is near.~May she remain safe while I'm away. The door to Jade's room cracked open as I stepped out. I glanced back briefly, my hands relaxing on the door frame. She sat peacefully by the window, staring out at the pool, lost in thoughts. What could she be thinking about? Was she troubled by the incident that happened earlier today?Her pale skin stood out against the dimness of the room, and for a moment I thought she was an angel from above. I wanted to go in to assure her that everything would be okay, but I would look too emotional and head over heels for her.I turned to the maid who was carrying a tray a few feet away. “Hey, come here.” I motioned for her to come closer.“Yes, master,” she said, bowing her hands and dropping the tray on a table as she folded her hands neatly in front of her. “I want you to make sure Jade doesn't leave her room and no one except you goes in,” I instructed, my voice laced with authority. “And also see to it that she is w
Jade’s POV~Trust no one at all.~Jackson had just left, and all of a sudden the room felt suffocating and heavy today. So I stood at the window side admiring the blueness of the pool.All of a sudden I felt at peace. This view reminded me that I had a chance to live normally without being worried about people trying to murder me.I was getting tired of standing, so I sat on the armchair, curling my knees to my chest as I continued to gaze at the pool. The flowers at the side and the way they swayed in the breeze.When would I be free like these flowers? Unaware of the darkness that threatened to take me away?For how long would I be safe here? How long would Jackson continue to protect me from the evil clawing at my door?I had no answers to those rhetorical questions. Maybe someday, I will have an answer. I bit my lower lip trying to keep my mind from racing.Maybe one day they would find me. And when they did, Jackson might not be able to save me. Because he made a mistake by makin
Jackson’s POV~Death toll~“He is stable now, Mr. Jackson; you can take him home.” The doctor's words played like a broken record in my ears as I wheeled my motionless father, who kept mute. This was the first time he was ever quiet when I was around him. If he was boasting about how his business empire, which was allegedly built on mafia tactics, he was constantly ranting about how rival families were trying to take him down.He never allowed me to speak, so it wasn't like a conversation; it was as though I was his human diary. He is always telling me the details of how his day went because he only trusted me with such information.The ones I will never forget were how he complained about having numerous enemies and his things weren't working out the way he wanted them to.Yet despite all these supposed challenges he faces, he continues to engage in so many shady things, hurting people for personal gain, extorting money from people, and taking their livelihood from them.You surely
Jade’s POV“I won't let you break me! Never!” I said, staring at my reflection in the full-sized mirror wrapped in a towel. My body is still wet with water.I had just taken my bath, but the note wouldn't still leave my head, nor would it make me flinch; instead, I'd hold my head up high and focus on getting myself out of this mess.I had already endured so much pain and suffering from Atlas and Stormy. I won't let another person victimise me for something I had no control over. God knew I acted in self-defence; it was either him doing this or letting him get into my pants.I was trapped here and unsure of my next plan, but one thing I knew was that I would get out of here, away from this place and Jackson.Jackson.I thought I loathed him with everything in me, but surprisingly I felt a spark of appreciation for keeping my secret and standing up for me back there.He didn't throw me into the cage of lions; instead, he shielded me like I had done something special for him. But now I w
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