"Good morning, Godfather," Santiago greeted with a respectful bow when he entered the Godfather's study.He had been the Godfather's right-hand man since Godfather started his mafia clan."I have a job for you," the Godfather said, swinging back and forth in his chair and Santiago lifted his head."I'm ready to do anything, Godfather," Santiago replied, and the Godfather nodded with a smile."I want you to do this for me because you've done it before, and you did it without raising any suspicions," the Godfather continued, and Santiago smiled at the praise."I need you to start spying on Cameron again, just like you did years ago," the Godfather stated, and Santiago nodded."You need to find out what he’s been up to these days that might lead him to reject my clan. I'm handing it over to him soon, so I need to clear the way," the Godfather added, and Santiago nodded again."I'll do a thorough job, Godfather, and I won't let him suspect that I'm spying on him," Santiago replied."I tru
"Why did you bring me here? I never said I wanted to buy clothes," Rosalie hissed, turning to walk back to the car. But Cameron's words halted her in her tracks."Since you're my stripper, you can't go out with me dressed like this," he mumbled. Rosalie scoffed and turned back to face him."So you wanted to buy clothes for me? Well, I don't want any! All I wanted was to pay you back and leave your house. I'm not even your girlfriend—why would you buy clothes for me?" Rosalie said, disbelief lacing her voice as she tried to walk away again."What if I asked you to be my girlfriend? No, I don't need to ask. You're basically my girlfriend since you owe me money. Until you pay me back, you're mine," he replied."So stop being stubborn and follow me," Cameron added. Without waiting for a response, he turned and walked in, leaving Rosalie speechless with her mouth agape."His girlfriend? Did he just say I'm his girlfriend?" she asked herself, shock written all over her face."Is he crazy or
Rosalie and Cameron entered the VIP room, but Cameron turned back toward the door."Since you're leaving, I'll go outside to talk to my friend as well," Rosalie said, starting to walk toward the door."You can't go out in a short gown like that. Just stay here; I'll be back soon," Cameron replied."Why should I obey you? You can't just command me and expect me to comply," Rosalie mumbled, continuing her stride toward the door. But Cameron quickly grabbed her hand."Why are you so stubborn?" Cameron said, frustration evident in his voice."If you're already frustrated, then stop talking to me. Let stripping bring us together when the time is right," she replied with a smirk."I'm not frustrated because of you," Cameron said. "I'm frustrated because we can't do it here. The more you say those things, the more I want to explore you." He winked, and Rosalie immediately pulled her hand away from him."You're crazy! How can you say something so shameful?" Rosalie exclaimed, her voice laced
"Gabriella!!" Carter screamed in a frenzy. It turned out that he wasn't the one who had been shot—Gabriella was.Just before the bullet struck him, she had rushed to hug him after calling his name, taking the hit herself."Gabriella! Please, please, why did you do this?" Carter cried, shaking her gently in his arms, already covered in her blood."Gabriella!" Isabella screamed as she rushed over, joined by her friends, while students began to gather around them.Without waiting for anything, Carter picked up Gabriella's unconscious body and rushed to the car they had arrived in."Where are you taking her, you fool? You caused all of this; you'll rot in jail!" Isabella shouted after him, but Carter didn’t stop until he reached the car and gently placed Gabriella inside before sitting beside her."Please drive to the hospital immediately," Carter said fearfully to the driver, who sped off without hesitation.Immediately, the car took off, and an evil smile spread across Isabella's face.
The speed at which Rosalie entered the hospital drew stares from people, who looked at her as if she were mad. In her haste, she even forgot to pay the taxi driver before rushing inside.Carter struggled to explain what had happened over the phone, his tears making it difficult for him to communicate clearly and this only heightened Rosalie's anxiety, prompting her to rush to the ward that Carter had mentioned."Carter!" Rosalie called as she ran toward him. The moment Carter saw her, he sprinted the remaining distance and hugged her tightly."Oh my gosh! Carter, are you okay? Did something happen to you?" Rosalie asked, her voice filled with concern and Carter began to cry on her shoulder."Carter, please tell me what happened. I'm worried," Rosalie urged, gently patting him on the back."I don't think he can speak right now..." Athena said, and that’s when Rosalie noticed her."But from what I know, his friend took a bullet for him at school," Athena added, and Rosalie's eyes widene
Santiago walked into the house and, upon reaching the living room, he spotted the Godfather."Oh, you're here. What happened?" Godfather asked, studying Santiago, who had an urgent look on his face.Godfather was sitting on the couch, watching the news about Gabriella being shot on the television and he had a smile on his face, as this was the kind of news he loved."Good morning, Godfather," Santiago greeted with a bow, and Godfather nodded in response."I think I told you everything you need to know over the phone, or is there something you can't say on the phone that brought you here?" Godfather asked."Exactly, Godfather. I need to tell you something important, and I don't want to discuss it over the phone because we might need to work it out," Santiago replied, now looking up at Godfather."What? Tell me," Godfather urged, and Santiago nodded before beginning to explain everything."Last night, while I was secretly watching the young master with the lady, I noticed something alar
Isabella stepped into the uncompleted building, glancing back to ensure no one was following her. Seeing that she was alone, she exhaled and walked further inside. "I'm here," she called out, and the man she had hired to take care of Carter emerged from one of the rooms. "I've done my part. Where's my payment?" The man asked immediately after he got to her, and Isabella hissed in response."I just wanted to pay you, but you missed the target. Still, I'll pay you because I actually like how things turned out," Isabella said, and the guy smiled."That's why I love working with you. I'd definitely like to work with you again in the future," he mumbled."Of course, you'll continue to work for me. I need you to help me teach someone a lesson," Isabella replied, recalling how Athena had slapped her."No one hits me and gets away with it. She'll regret this," Isabella thought, a wicked smile spreading across her face. Suddenly, she remembered Cameron."The main reason I came here is to as
It had all been Cameron's plan from the beginning. As soon as Rosalie rushed inside, he followed her. However, he paused at the corner, sensing that something was off and that things were about to get messy.When Mr. and Mrs. Smith walked in, he recognized them immediately. They had been the godfather's clients when he was just 14, and he could never forget their faces from that day. He knew why they had come to seek the godfather's help, and he intended to use that against them now. They had messed with the wrong family. He recalled how Mr. Smith had bribed the police and how Isabella was smiling wickedly, which had raised his suspicions about her."Let me start with you first, while I keep your parents in suspense until I'm done," Cameron said with a smile. Isabella immediately regretted coming back here. If it hadn't been for the picture she wanted to take secretly, she wouldn't have found herself in this mess again. Her heart raced faster with fear as she realized the situation s
Rosalie's POVMy breath hitched as I reread Maverick’s message, my fingers trembling around my phone.Maverick: I didn’t get to finish, but you need to know—Maya, Cameron's ex-girlfriend was your sister who died many years ago.The words blurred before my eyes.Sister.No.It wasn’t possible.Maya had been Cameron’s ex who died, and we never know what killed my sister as well so this is it. But Maverick was telling me that Cameron's ex was my sister? That my own blood had been tied to Cameron in a way I had never imagined?The restroom around me felt too small, too suffocating. My chest tightened as my mind struggled to process this truth."Rosalie?"Cameron’s voice dragged me back, his breath warm against my skin. I had forgotten he was still there, still caging me against the wall. His piercing eyes studied me, his smirk now replaced by something unreadable.I clenched my phone in my fist, rage bubbling beneath my skin like lava."You knew," I whispered, my voice dangerously low.Ca
Adelaide’s POVMaverick and I were still deep in conversation, though I was beginning to grow irritated with how much he was dragging things out. His dramatics were getting on my nerves, and I nearly told him to drop the act and stick to the plan. We were supposed to be pretending, nothing more. But what he was saying now… I couldn’t ignore it."I’d like to tell you about Cameron,” Maverick said, his voice low, almost secretive. “I know you’d want to know, so you should know. Cameron’s entire family is just as evil as he is.”That made me pause. Slowly, my gaze shifted toward Cameron’s seat—not directly, of course. I wanted to be discreet, to see his expression without making it obvious. This was just the beginning. I would make him regret everything, not just by making him jealous. No, that was too simple. Olivia deserved her share of revenge, too. She would taste the bitterness of betrayal, just as I had.But before I could catch a glimpse of Cameron’s reaction, I realized he was no
The restaurant was filled with the soft hum of conversation, the clinking of glasses, and the quiet laughter of the wealthy patrons who occupied its candle-lit tables. But for the four people caught in an invisible battle of emotions, the rest of the world faded into a blur.Rosalie sat across from Maverick, a practiced smile on her lips as she took a slow sip of wine. She could feel Cameron’s eyes on her, burning with something unreadable—something that wasn’t quite anger but was far from indifference.Good.She wanted him to feel what she had felt. The sting of betrayal, the suffocating weight of heartbreak. If seeing her with Maverick made him suffer, then it was working.Besides Cameron, Olivia was doing her best to pull his attention back to her, leaning in closer, her perfectly manicured fingers brushing against his sleeve. She laughed at something he hadn’t even said, tossing her hair in a way that screamed look at me.But Cameron wasn’t looking at her.His dark eyes stayed loc
Rosalie’s POVI stood frozen, Maverick’s words echoing in my head. If you want to get back at Cameron, let’s do it together.Slowly, I turned to face him. His usual smirk was gone, replaced by something darker—something that told me he meant every word."You hate him that much?" I asked, narrowing my eyes.Maverick crossed his arms, tilting his head slightly. "More than you can imagine," he said, his voice laced with bitterness.I didn’t trust him—not one bit. But if there was one thing I knew, it was that an enemy of Cameron’s could be a useful ally.I walked back toward him, arms crossed. "And why should I believe you? You were his friend.""Were," he emphasized. "Not anymore. Cameron ruined something important to me, just like he ruined you. And I think it’s time he gets what’s coming to him."I studied him, trying to figure out if he was playing some twisted game. His dark eyes held no deception, only a burning hatred that nearly mirrored my own."What did he do to you?" I asked.
Rosalie's POV I was walking down the street, aimlessly heading to who knows where since leaving Cameron's house. What broke my heart the most was that Cameron didn’t even try to stop me from going. It hurt to know that he had gotten what he wanted and now had the space to be with his lover, just as he desired.His words, his promises, and his affection made me believe he loved me just as I loved him, but it turns out they were all lies. I can't stop the tears from rolling down my cheeks at the thought of it, and I have no idea how I'm going to move on from this."It hurts so much; my heart aches," I mumbled through my sobs, realizing that it all began with the contract between us. I should have followed the rules and not allowed myself to fall in love with him, which led to this heartbreak.Now, I find myself regretting my decision, but it's too late to turn back the clock. If only I could.Even though I'm crying and feeling sad, contemplating how I'm going to move on, I'm also thi
Athena's POV I was taken aback when Carter didn’t push me away; instead, he deepened the kiss, and I couldn’t help but smile against his lips. As I kissed him earlier, but I immediately got back into my senses—I realized I wouldn’t have any excuse for this kiss, and the thought of Carter pulling away in anger filled me with embarrassment. Just as I was about to pull away, he deepened the kiss again and pulled me even closer.I thought he was in a rush to see Gabriella, but I guess I was wrong. I’m glad I managed to stop him this time, and my heart raced in my chest as the kiss intensified with every passing second. Although I had no idea what was going through his mind to make him kiss me so passionately, I didn’t care about the potential regret. I just wanted to savor this moment, knowing I might not get another chance like it.Carter's hand slipped behind my neck as he pulled me closer, and I began to realize that this kiss was fueled by his frustration and anger. I knew that onc
Rosalie's POV "Are you really this shameless? You don't even try to hide it! You came here like this, expecting me to believe you didn't sleep together, huh? Isn't that right, you shameless bitch?" I said angrily to Olivia, pouring out all my hurt and anger. But once again, she shifted her expression to one of innocence, as if I were the one in the wrong and she was the innocent one.I wonder what she’s thinking of me with that wicked mind of hers, or what she and Cameron are scheming together. If they think they can treat me like a plaything and mock me like this, they’re mistaken. I swear I won’t let them get away with it; they can’t betray me like this and expect to walk away unscathed.Cameron dropped his phone on the bed in frustration, not knowing what to do anymore, and he tried to touch me again. "Rosalie, just calm down, let me explain everything to you." I moved away from him quickly before he could touch me, tears rolling down my cheeks.Rosalie, why are you treating me li
Gabriella sat beside the street, exactly where she had almost been robbed last night, crying her eyes out. "I'm ruined. Where am I going to start from? I don't even know my older sister. I would have started searching for her now, knowing we'll still have each other as a family if we find each other. But I don't know her or have any pictures of her from when she was young. Maybe I can find her that way, but I don't know where to look or where to start," she mumbled tearfully.She couldn't help but think about how unfair life had been to her all this time. "Why did it have to turn out that my parents are dead now when I thought I would finally be happy and have good parents? Why did everything have to get worse?" Gabriella cried harder, feeling utterly alone."None of this would have happened if it weren't for that family. They'll all suffer for the rest of their lives, even in prison and after they die. They made me like this, with no one to turn to," Gabriella cursed, feeling a deep
Rosalie's POV I was sitting on my bed, tears streaming down my face, my heart shattered. I never expected to feel this way today.We were supposed to be happy together, knowing we wouldn’t see each other for a while. But right now, I can’t put into words everything I’m feeling for him. I’m overwhelmed with anger and sadness. How could Cameron do this to me?I thought that when I left the dining room earlier, Cameron would follow me so I could explain how I felt about Olivia, her behavior, and her intentions of coming here because I understood it on her face and her words, but to my surprise, Cameron didn’t move an inch. He didn’t care about me; instead, he chose to stay with Olivia.It’s already night, and Cameron hasn’t come to me since the morning. I can’t help but wonder what he and Olivia are doing, but my anger was keeping me away from checking on them until he came back.“Cameron is a bastard! Does that mean Olivia isn’t who he claims she is to him?” I mumbled, a wave of pain w