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I'm Not Your Property , Don Vincenzo 055
~Vincenzo’s POV~I left the suite with a cold determination, every step echoing with a mix of fury and calculated resolve. The night was heavy, the air thick with the promise of confrontation. I knew Max had set the meeting point at the hotel parking lot—an isolated spot where I wouldn’t be interrupted by prying eyes. As I strode through the deserted corridors, my mind churned with a dark blend of rage and uncertainty. Hayden’s absence was a wound that refused to close, and Max’s deranged words still haunted me. I reached the parking lot, the area bathed in the harsh glare of overhead streetlights and the low hum of distant traffic. As I walked toward my car, I caught a glimpse of headlights following my vehicle—a dark sedan tailing me with deliberate intent. I felt my pulse quicken, but I forced a calm facade. In this world, it was essential to remain in control. I couldn’t let a trailing car unsettle me now.I stepped into my car and drove slowly to the designated meeting spot, eve
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Hayden’s POVClick.Click.The repetitiveness of that sound was what brought me back to reality. My eyes hurt. Lie.Every part of my body fucking hurt. I groaned softly as I laid on the hard ground listening to the sounds around me as I tried to regain myself.It was a miracle. A miracle that I even fucking survived whatever Max had intended for me.A miracle that I had managed to undo the bindings in time.Suddenly the sounds of sirens filled my ears and I winced as the back of my head felt envy. Groaning as I sat up, my vision blurred a little.Realization filled me as the siren sounds moved closer and closer.I had to leave.Stumbling to my feet I began to move in whatever direction I was facing. I didn’t care how I looked or where I was going as long as the police or whoever was coming didn’t find me here.The night was cold and more than once I shivered as a cool breeze hit my body. My breaths came out in heavy pants and I nearly thought my body would give out from fatigue. But
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-07I'm Not Your Property , Don Vincenzo 057
⁓Vincenzo’s pov⁓Hours ago:It wasn’t him.That meant that Hayden was alive.I grit my teeth and sucked in a breath as I looked over the paramedics and police trying to clear the area. Everywhere was chaotic, a background full of death and destruction but none of it mattered to me.All I could think about was how I had been tricked again by that fucker, Max.If Hayden wasn’t at this location then where the fuck was he?And was he alive?"Don," One of my men called my attention. "The council called. They wish to speak with you sir."Not what I fucking wanted right then. I longed to get my gun out and shoot someone. Preferably that fucking bastard called Max.But he wasn’t here.Turning to the man I ordered, "Bernito. Search the area. Search the entire damn city of you have to. Make sure Hayden is found and brought to me. If he’s alive, return him in one piece.""Yes Sir."He was going to regret ever trying to turn against me. I’d teach him a lesson he’d never forget.Walking away from
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-08I'm Not Your Property , Don Vincenzo 001
Hayden's POVMy heart raced with excitement as I pushed the door of my apartment open. Jason would be home. After weeks of business trips and hurried phone calls, I couldn't wait to see him, sit across from him at the dinner table, and watch him complain about putting too much basil in the pasta.My hands were moving fast as my brain whirled over the meal I would cook. It had been ages since we sat down to a decent dinner together. Fast food and quick take-outs had been a ruler in his life while traveling, and it would be different for tonight.Just as I reached for the cutting board, a muffled noise stopped me dead in my tracks. I froze, tensing to listen. Whatever it was that made the sound was softly guttural and much too intimate to be a sound that would be innocent.My stomach twisted to hear it, and I glanced down the hall in time to hear the bed creaking at a rhythmic pace.No… no, it wasn't that, I muttered, hanging onto the countertop.Perhaps he was watching a movie on his
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-01-07I'm Not Your Property , Don Vincenzo 002
Hayden's POVWeak. Pathetic. Nothing.My fists clenched, my nails biting into my palms. I let the hot, unstoppable tears fall without resisting. It wasn't a place I'd usually go, but I entered the bar nonetheless..I slid down onto a stool at the bar and let my body sink into the old, worn-out leather. A bearded middle-aged man waited on me as he approached; his face showed no expression. "What's your pleasure?" he said."Whiskey," I rasped. "Straight."The bartender raised an eyebrow. "You sure about that, kid?""Do I look like I don't know?" I barked, the sudden rage pumping through me. He didn't bat an eyelid, just shrugged, and poured, holding the drink out in my direction.I poured it into my mouth in a single motion. It set something on fire inside of me, some parts scorching me on its way down. But it would not matter—nothing did."Another," I snarled, slamming the glass on the counter.The bartender hesitated this time. "Maybe you should—""Another," I said, overriding him, sq
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Vincenzo's POVThe moment he sat on my lap and then kissed me, I could already feel my dick twitch. I hope he doesn't regret it, but even if he did, it's too late.There was no going back.Ten minutes later, we were in my private hotel room. I unlocked the door with my card and then carried him in. As I used a leg to lock the door behind me, I pressed him against it, and, not giving him time to breathe, I smashed my lips on his.I entered his mouth by sucking on his lips and biting his tongue, which caused me to gasp.My tongue swept across his mouth as if I were inspecting my territory, and he tasted like whisky. Then I took hold of his tongue and sucked and played with it, making him groan, turning me on.Slowly I left his mouth and kissed his neck; then, my hand impatiently opened his shirt to reveal his chest. I looked at him with a smirk, then bit his nipple, making him yelp in pain.I stepped back up to give him another kiss, but this time with more force. I smirkd as I felt his
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Hayden's POV~I woke in a strange surroundings, my head throbbing and my throat parched. Above me, the ceiling was high and ornate with accents of gold, catching the sun through the windows. Last night's events rolled back into place.Jason. Marcus. Betrayal.The bar.And then him.A heat wave blasted through me as fragmented images of the night flooded my mind. My face burned with shame. I could see myself climbing onto his lap, pressing my lips against his. I could feel his hands gripping my waist, hear the low groan he'd made when I—I groaned, burying my face in my hands. "What the hell did I do?”My body ached in places it never had ached before. A dull throbbing between my legs made it painful to sit up with. I shifted just a little and felt another flash of sharper pain. "Ow! Damn it!" I hissed and let myself drop onto the bed.That was when I saw the note.The note was folded in half on the bedside table. I hesitated for a moment before picking it up, my heart pounding in my
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-01-07I'm Not Your Property , Don Vincenzo 005
~Vincenzo's POV~The doors opened, and the slam shook through the room, cutting off the hum of voices. I walked in, flanked by my men, guns glinting under the golden light of the chandelier. In a beat, the heavy air changed.Seven pairs of eyes turned my way. Surprise, confusion, and dread painted their faces, but none interested me. My gaze landed on him.Hayden.He stood off to the side, head bowed, clutching the pen as if it weighed a hundred pounds. Our eyes met the moment he lifted his head, and recognition dawned in his wide, tear-streaked eyes.He froze, lips parted in a silent gasp. He saw the guns then, and I saw his slight tremble that ran over his frame."Come here," I barked, a voice slicing the silence like a blade.Hayden blinked fast, chest rising, his head bowed in front of me, gazing up and shaking his head so little. Fists clamping down tight onto his hips."No," the man stammered but proudly.I grinned crookedly. Stubborn even now. My boys tensed, but I waved a han
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I'm Not Your Property , Don Vincenzo 057
⁓Vincenzo’s pov⁓Hours ago:It wasn’t him.That meant that Hayden was alive.I grit my teeth and sucked in a breath as I looked over the paramedics and police trying to clear the area. Everywhere was chaotic, a background full of death and destruction but none of it mattered to me.All I could think about was how I had been tricked again by that fucker, Max.If Hayden wasn’t at this location then where the fuck was he?And was he alive?"Don," One of my men called my attention. "The council called. They wish to speak with you sir."Not what I fucking wanted right then. I longed to get my gun out and shoot someone. Preferably that fucking bastard called Max.But he wasn’t here.Turning to the man I ordered, "Bernito. Search the area. Search the entire damn city of you have to. Make sure Hayden is found and brought to me. If he’s alive, return him in one piece.""Yes Sir."He was going to regret ever trying to turn against me. I’d teach him a lesson he’d never forget.Walking away from
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Hayden’s POVClick.Click.The repetitiveness of that sound was what brought me back to reality. My eyes hurt. Lie.Every part of my body fucking hurt. I groaned softly as I laid on the hard ground listening to the sounds around me as I tried to regain myself.It was a miracle. A miracle that I even fucking survived whatever Max had intended for me.A miracle that I had managed to undo the bindings in time.Suddenly the sounds of sirens filled my ears and I winced as the back of my head felt envy. Groaning as I sat up, my vision blurred a little.Realization filled me as the siren sounds moved closer and closer.I had to leave.Stumbling to my feet I began to move in whatever direction I was facing. I didn’t care how I looked or where I was going as long as the police or whoever was coming didn’t find me here.The night was cold and more than once I shivered as a cool breeze hit my body. My breaths came out in heavy pants and I nearly thought my body would give out from fatigue. But
I'm Not Your Property , Don Vincenzo 055
~Vincenzo’s POV~I left the suite with a cold determination, every step echoing with a mix of fury and calculated resolve. The night was heavy, the air thick with the promise of confrontation. I knew Max had set the meeting point at the hotel parking lot—an isolated spot where I wouldn’t be interrupted by prying eyes. As I strode through the deserted corridors, my mind churned with a dark blend of rage and uncertainty. Hayden’s absence was a wound that refused to close, and Max’s deranged words still haunted me. I reached the parking lot, the area bathed in the harsh glare of overhead streetlights and the low hum of distant traffic. As I walked toward my car, I caught a glimpse of headlights following my vehicle—a dark sedan tailing me with deliberate intent. I felt my pulse quicken, but I forced a calm facade. In this world, it was essential to remain in control. I couldn’t let a trailing car unsettle me now.I stepped into my car and drove slowly to the designated meeting spot, eve
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~Hayden’s POV~I awoke to darkness and the taste of stale air in my mouth. My head throbbed, each pulse a cruel reminder of the blow I’d taken in the parking lot. I struggled to focus, my vision blurry as if I were looking through a thick fog. My body felt heavy and unresponsive, and when I tried to move, I realized I was bound tightly against a cold, hard steel pipe. The rough metal pressed into my skin, and I could feel the chill seeping through my clothes. My surroundings were disorienting—a narrow, tunnel-like passage with walls that seemed to close in around me. The only light came from a dim overhead bulb flickering intermittently, casting jagged shadows that danced across the concrete floor. I tried to recall how I had ended up here, but fragments of memory scattered like broken glass. I remembered the sound of a heavy impact, the echo of a strike, and then a plunge into darkness. Struggling to collect my thoughts, I forced my eyes open wider, focusing on my restraints and
I'm Not Your Property , Don Vincenzo 053
~Vincenzo’s POV~I stood in the silence of my suite, the emptiness echoing every thought in my head. Hayden and Max—both gone. Their disappearance left a bitter taste in my mouth, a mix of betrayal, anger, and an unexpected sorrow that clawed at me relentlessly. I could feel the weight of every decision I’d made over the past weeks, each one culminating in this moment of utter abandonment. I paced the length of the room, the soft hum of the city below blending with the turbulent storm inside me.“What have you done?” I muttered to myself, voice low and harsh. I ran my hands over my face, as if trying to smooth away the betrayal etched into every line. Hayden… My possession. And Max, he must have managed to get inside Hayden's head. The answer burned in my mind like acid. I felt foolish, betrayed, and alone. I stopped in front of the window and stared out into the dark cityscape.“So you’ve finally shown your hand, Max. Your real self,” I muttered. I craved the cold metal of my pisto
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~Hayden’s POV~“Has he really screwed with your mind this much then? That you can’t believe me no matter how much I say that I innocent?” Max’s words echoed in me long after he’d said it. His quiet reassurance had stirred something deep inside me—I’d always believed in redemption, in second chances. Wasn’t it time to extend that belief, even if it means challenging Vincenzo? The thought was dangerous. Vincenzo was a force of nature, his wrath legendary. But what was a man like me, who dared to hope for goodness, supposed to do in the face of such ruthless power? I stared at the look in Max’s eyes—a mixture of terror and quiet resignation. I could not let him be sacrificed on the altar of Vincenzo’s paranoia.Max is innocent, I thought repeatedly. He doesn’t deserve to die for something he never did.That conviction began to steady my racing heart.The decision made me feel both brave and terrified—a dangerous mix, but one that was better than standing by as another innocent soul s
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Hayden’s pov“Laura sent me. She told me you can help,” I said into the phone receiver as I stood and walked away from the bar. The bartender seemed to know too much about Vincenzo and my business for me to trust him that easily.“Laura…” the woman on the other end trailed off. “Ah, the housekeeper from the US? She contacted me just last night. So you’re the one she said to help out, si?”“Yes. I need information. And fast. A man’s life is on the line here,” I spoke in a rush. “Find out everything you know about Max. He’s been spotted in Paris and he’s now in Italy.” I went on to describe his appearance.“Hmmm…” she sighed. I could hear the sound of shuffling on the other end. “I’m not sure I know of this Max. But I know who can give me the information. Give me three hours.”“I don’t have three hours.”“Well I do. And that’s all I can guarantee you. So either take it or leave it. Three hours,” she sounded a little annoyed at the end and I sighed heavily. Three hours felt like an eter
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~Hayden’s POV~The suite felt suffocating. I had never noticed how heavy the silence could be, pressing against my chest like an unbearable weight. Every tick of the clock on the wall sent another jolt of anxiety through me, reminding me that time was slipping away, and I still hadn’t figured out what the hell I was supposed to do. Vincenzo was gone. But not for long. And Max? Max was still tied up in the other room, his labored breaths the only sound breaking the suffocating quiet. He hadn’t said anything in the past few minutes, but I knew he was waiting—waiting for me to come to my senses, waiting for me to do something. But what? I ran a hand through my hair, pacing the floor in tight, agitated circles. **Think, think, think.** There was no right choice. No perfect solution. Either way, I was about to betray someone. Vincenzo was convinced Max was working for the rival faction. And when Vincenzo had a theory, nothing short of undeniable proof would shake it. He was a
I'm Not Your Property , Don Vincenzo 049
~Vincenzo’s POV~The bartender was still watching me. Not in the way a man observes his customer, but in the way a man studies something he can't quite figure out. I swirled the remaining scotch in my glass, letting the amber liquid catch the dim light of the bar. "You keep looking at me like that. Got something on your mind?" The bartender smirked, wiping down a glass with slow, deliberate movements. "Just wondering what kind of business brings a man like you to a place like this." I gave him a lazy smile. "What kind of man am I?" He set the glass down and leaned against the counter. "The kind that walks into a room and makes people sit up straighter. The kind that drinks like he's got something on his mind but never lets it slip." I chuckled. "That obvious?" He shrugged. "I’ve seen enough men come through here to know when someone’s carrying weight on their shoulders." I took a slow sip, letting the burn settle before setting the glass down. "Maybe I just like good sco
