Henry is known as the head of an investment firm in NYC, but his shadowed presence hides the fact that he is also the boss of a Mafia in Italy. Deep down, he carries the trauma left by his abusive, alcoholic father, making him reluctant to form relationships with anyone—except for one person, his childhood friend, Sarah. However, he left both his childhood and Sarah behind in a mysterious case. After an accidental meeting, his eyes catch that beloved silhouette, and he is drawn once again to her beauty and sweetness. On the other side, holding onto her dream of becoming a singer, Sarah has worked hard for her parents to fuel her journey. She wins an investment competition and is about to attend Harvard as part of the prize. Little does she know, the day she steps into her dream is also the day her future becomes intertwined with Henry, her first crush who had disappeared from her life. Will Sarah successfully hold onto him this time, or will he vanish once more into the darkness? How will the cruel cost of power affect the pure love they share?
View MoreHenry’s POV The snow is still falling even though today is the end of the year. I get into the car, and Jack drives me to the Starlight Sands Casino. This is the biggest deal of the year, so I have to go by myself. If I can sign this contract, my company will be able to trade on the Silk Road in the Asia Pacific region. So I need to win the game to sign the contract. This rule has been in effect for one hundred years. According to the initial arrangement, I can only bring one man along. So I went with Jack, as usual. In the car, I stare at Sarah through my phone. She appears dejected in front of the Chanel store. Does she want to purchase those clothes? I frown, looking at her for a while. I suppose she might go to meet Victor and report everything about me to him but not. As she moves, I put my phone in my pocket because we've arrived at the casino. "Here we are!" Jack raises his voice. As I walk out of the car, the chilly air brushes my skin, and snowflakes fall around me
Sarah’s POV. I frown as I see that the bullet leaps from the trigger appear weird. It's more like a syringe piercing into his flesh. After all, he rolls his eyes and gradually goes into a dead faint. Mrs. Lincoln presses the red button on his wheelchair, causing the system to shut off. All his wolf-likeness becomes normal again and they don’t remember why they’re here in the first place. I unlock the tie for Henry, and his eyes lock on mine. He always acts like this. Like an asshole and professional playboy. Give me hope, then leave it at that. But I understand it. Because we’re in a different world. Perhaps one day I will gain my strength to tell him the truth that I need his help to save my mother. Still, I don’t know how to do it. Because I don’t know who I am in his heart. I’m his employee, I suppose. And that’s all. We return from combat. At last, I return to my room and lie on my cozy bed. I grab my go-to pajama top and head to the restroom. The poisoned story runs throu
Henry’s POV. My heart skips a beat when I see Sarah. She is alive. She's still alive. Despite having my body restrained, I aim to get closer to her. I'd like to touch her. I want to make sure that this is not a dream. One buff man kicks my knee, forcing me to fall down to the ground. "Stay the fuck here, you son of the bitch," he rips out a growl. My mother stands in front of me, her face mute. As I look around, I realize this is the lab room for some shady research. Sarah looks at me, her eyes widening. Her body shivers as I scan her from head to toe. The cuts on her body are bleeding. And I feel as if the world is crumbling beneath my feet. What kind of feeling is this? It makes me choke. The feeling of being useless. "You…" Erik says, and his pupils widen in surprise. He moves closer to my mother in his wheelchair. Little by little. He recognizes something. I’m not sure about what’s wrong with him. But the way he stares at my mom is quite odd. As if they knew each ot
Sarah’s POV. "Henry! Henry! Come on over here! I say, gesturing beneath the table. Henry rushes towards my side. With his hair falling over his ears and his gloomy eyes are staring at me, he appears to be thirteen years old. He crawls down to the table, and I cover him with the table sheet. Wait, wait, wait. What's happening? Where am I now? These are memories from my childhood. But how? How did I return back at that time? I stare at my palms and ponder. Did I have time travel? My parents were never at home when I was a kid. And Henry always comes to my parent's house to hide his dad. I glance at the furnishings, and indeed, it is. All the old things remain the same. Everything is quite minimal and rusted. The doorbell shouts crazily, as usual, Mr. Lincoln - Henry's father is the one who smashes the button. Saying “I’m coming” then I open the door. In the elegant suit, he was drunk. His burned eyes meet mine when I’m busy thinking about how he ends up being a loser like this.
Henry’s POV. Sarah! I need to protect you at all costs. I take a look at her, who stands frozen beside me like a snowman. Despite knowing how dangerous this man is, I’ll kill him anyway. There is no mercy for the crazy ones. And there is no mercy for the one who hurts Sarah. My mind drives me to keep my promise to myself that I will never allow myself to fall in love with her. But I shake my head twice to convince myself that it’s because Sarah is my employee, so it’s my duty to protect my people. The man laughs in savage, cutting through the air after he takes the button on his chair. There are so many gun points facing me from the wall, surrounding us on all sides, stopping me from escaping. Fuck it! I embrace Sarah into my arms, covering her from the gunfire shooting at us. I have my bulletproof vest inside my suit, so I’m okay with the bullet rain. I just worry that Sarah will be hurt because of my actions. “Sarah?” I whisper, “Don’t worry, I’m here.” I take Sarah on, and we
Sarah’s POV. He touches my pussy, making me blush with delight. I don't care what happens now; my head is racing and I want him even more. I reach my hand into his shirt, caressing his hard skin, and every cell in my body melts. We both begin to breathe faster. I know he wants me too. As he let out the breath into my ears, the heat ran over me from head to toe. When I move my hand to touch his dick, something strange happens to my stomach. Oh, crap! It hurts. I clench my teeth in pain because it feels like a thousand arrows are piercing my stomach. Fuck it! Why this time? “Are you okay?” Henry asks me, his eyes wide in the dark as he touches my shoulder lightly. I take a step back and shake my head at his concerns. I check inside the underwear, and I realize the liquids hang on my fingers. No way! “What’s wrong, Sarah? Are you sick?” Henry asks me again, getting closer to me. I look around nervously to remind myself that so many people are watching us. I cannot say it out lo
Henry’s POV. Drip-drop. Drip-drop. Drip-drop. The drop of water falls into the puddle, covering the space in death. The howls consume my thoughts, and my head aches like stone. Where am I? I find myself walking through the dark woods, witnessing so many wolves devouring one body. Who is he? As I come closer, the wolf pack howls and is ready to attack. Someone appears behind the dark smoke, laughing aloud, and directs the wolves racing at me. My heart is beating and my body is drying when I see a corpse dressed in Sarah's clothes. Sarah? When I gather the power to fight the wolves, my eyes roll as my pupils narrow, causing me to shape my fists. The man sits in his wheelchair, smoking a cigar, while watching his wolf. He wears a fedora, and his suit seems like it came from an 80s movie. He has a weird look. I'm looking him in the eyes after slaying all of his wolves. I know this guy. He's one of the city's most dangerous criminals. He broke every norm in the mafia world, and bo
Sarah’s POV. "I'm going to perform today." Because my voice is strong, the manager gave me this opportunity." She stands tall, her voice full of pride. "Wow, I'm so envious," I joke before Mila enters the stage on her high heel. The band on stage prepares for Mila to play as she approaches the stage. "Why are you still here, Sarah?" my manager Amanda asks, smiling. "I beg your pardon?" I turn back to her, surprised. "Oh, don't you know anything yet?" When she tilts her head, her earrings flutter, and she smooths her hair. With my sparkling eyes, I look at her from head to toe. She wears a stunning golden glitter gown, and her make-up is fit for a fairy queen. What exactly is going on? Why do people dress up as if they have the right to be there? "What do I need to know, Miss Amanda?" I inquire, confused, as the crowd chitchats with each other, blending with Mila's pure voice. She performs a classic song, causing the mood to slow down. Miss Amanda chuckles and looks me in the e
Henry’s POV.I stay alone in my room, staring at the gift box in my hand. When I recall her face at the time, my lips widen into a smile. It's quite entertaining to tease that woman. She’s totally falling for me. The snow is falling outside the window, and my heart got a little warmer after I met Sarah.It has been a long time.As I unwrap the box and notice what she gave me, my mouth widens. Holy shit! What’s this fucking weird thing?I'm holding an odd item that appears to look like some aliens have been sent to me from outside the Earth. The stitches are sewn overlappingly and in no particular order. And what is it? She decorates the hat center with some shapes. Strawberry? No, no, perhaps that's an apple. Jeez, I don't know.A knock on the door disturbs me, and someone says, "Master, it's me, Jack." "May I go in?"I shake my head, attempting to cool down, and say, "Come on in." The door opens, revealing Jack's curious expression as he steps into the room."Hey, Henry. What's up?" J
"And the champion is... SARAH RAVEN!!!" The MC's voice booms through the microphone, electrifying the room. Hi, welcome to my story. My name is Sarah. I’m 18 years old and a senior at Starlight High School. Today is supposed to be a special day for me—at least in the eyes of others. We’re gathered here for the reward ceremony of the school’s financial contest, and guess what? I won. My parents sit beside me in their best attire, beaming with pride. Mom dabs at her tears with a tissue, while Dad nudges me, urging me to head up to the stage. "That’s my girl!" he shouts loud enough for the whole hall to hear. The prize? Ten thousand dollars in cash and a full scholarship to Harvard University. It’s all thanks to DC Company, one of the top players in the industry. My classmates show their happiness clearly on their faces. Some cheer for me loudly, like a bomb exploding, others applaud with whistles, and some simply show admiration in their eyes. I also notice a few girls with hin...
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