Xavier My instincts kicked in the moment I heard the gunshot. Something was terribly wrong. I scanned the area, my eyes locking onto the surrounding stalls and the crowd. Panic was starting to set in, and I knew I had to act fast.I cursed myself for not bringing more men. I hadn't anticipated this. The fish market was a routine stop, one that I made every month without incident. There was no way anyone would have known I'd be here today.But someone had. And now, I was paying the price for my complacency.I quickly assessed the situation, my mind racing with possibilities. I spotted a few of my men, scattered throughout the crowd, but they were vastly outnumbered.I heard more sound of gunfire echoe through the market, and I knew we were surrounded.Something was terribly wrong. The fish market was a routine stop, one that I made every month without incident. There was no way anyone would have known I'd be here today.But someone had. And now, I was paying the price for my complacen
Xavier As we pulled into the driveway, I could see my father, Joseph, pacing back and forth outside the house. His face was etched with worry and fear, and he rushed over to the car as soon as we stopped."Xavier, oh my god, what happened?" he exclaimed, helping me out of the car. I winced in pain as he touched my injured arm."I was ambushed at the market," I explained, trying to keep my voice steady. "Arturo's men were waiting for me."Joseph's face darkened with anger. "This is unacceptable," he growled. "There's another traitor, I'm certain of it. Someone who told Arturo where you'd be."I felt a pang of guilt, knowing that Ariana was the one who had handed Arturo the evidence he needed. But I couldn't bring myself to rat her out, not yet. Maybe it was because I still didn't want to believe that she had betrayed me."I don't know, Father," I said, trying to sound convincing. "I'll look into it, see if I can find out who was behind the ambush."Joseph's eyes narrowed, but he didn'
ArianaI stood calmly, watching as the men in black searched the office. I knew what they would find. I had planned this carefully, making sure to cover my tracks.As they discovered the listening devices, I felt a sense of satisfaction. It was all going according to plan.And then, they found the spyware on Xavier's phone. I glanced over at him, seeing the shock and realization dawn on his face.He knew. He knew that I had done this. I could see the questions in his eyes, the accusations. But I just stood there, calm and collected, my expression giving nothing away.I had outsmarted them all, and I had saved myself. For now, at least.When they were done taking everything out, Joseph escorted the team out. He also, finally decided that it was time to go back to wherever he was coming from. Xavier's eyes locked onto mine, and I could see the anger and hurt simmering. He took a step closer to me."Why?" he asked. I felt a flutter in my chest, but I pushed it aside. I had been prepare
Ariana It had been almost a week since Xavier had last spoken to me. He had been ignoring me, and I couldn't blame him. I had hurt him deeply, and I didn't know how to make it right.The silence was oppressive, weighing heavily on my conscience. I had tried to apologize, to explain why I had done what I did, but Xavier had just turned away, his eyes cold and hard.I felt lost and alone, unsure of how to bridge the gap between us. I had grown accustomed to Xavier's presence, his fierce protection and possessiveness. Without it, I felt adrift, vulnerable.As the days turned into a week, I began to wonder if Xavier would ever forgive me. Or if I would be trapped in this limbo forever, unable to escape the consequences of my actions.I couldn't bear the thought of locking myself up in my room in the main house, not when Xavier was avoiding me. So, I made my way to Camilla's quarters, seeking the comfort of her warm and loving presence.I'd been spending a lot of time with Camilla lately,
Ariana The air outside was different. I stood at the train station, clutching my suitcase and staring at the departure board. My heart skipped a beat as I confirmed the schedule. Today was my 20th birthday, and I had a surprise for Mom and Dad. I stepped off the plane at JFK Airport, my heart racing with excitement. Over ten years had passed since I'd last seen my parents. I'd wondered why they sent me away to boarding school in Switzerland. The memories of our life together were fuzzy, like a watercolor painting left out in the rain. I remembered the day Mom and Dad sent me away to boarding school in Switzerland like it was yesterday. "It's for your own safety, sweetie. You'll have the best education and care," was the only thing mum said. Daddy on the other hand had a stone cold expression, "We'll visit soon, Ariana. Promise." They never did. Life abroad was a mix of loneliness and routine. I excelled academically, but friendships were fleeting. Letters from Mom and Dad we
Xavier “Everything is ready, sir. Should I take care of it? Or do you--” I shot my head up at the direction of my underboss, Enzo. “No, I want to have some fun with this one, Enzo. My face should be the last thing that he sees.” Those words hurt me to say, but I have to exert my dominance. Being weak is not an option. No one crosses Xavier Castello and gets away with it. Honor and loyalty are two words we hold dear in Cosa Nostra. I can tolerate just about anything, but betrayal is definitely not one of them. If I let go of everyone who crossed me because of sentiments, I would be a dead man. I didn't get my title as don from being a weak little bitch. “Let's go!” I ordered, getting up from my swivel chair and shutting the door to my study. Our convoy moved with speed and stopped right outside the estate of one of my father's most trusted men, Benicio Morales. I walked into his room where he and his wife Beatrice, were sleeping soundly. How could the damn bastard sleep afte
Xavier The ride back to the estate was excruciatingly painful with that little bitch kicking and screaming like a toddler. Enzo kept giving her death glares but she didn't seem to get the memo. We pulled up in front of the mansion and the cars filed up in order. I turned back to catch her staring daggers at me. No one looked me in the eyes, absolutely no one. But this girl, there was something about how she looked at me. “Stop it!” Enzo ordered. She ignored him completely. Her audacity was unmatched. She obviously didn't know who she was messing with. I didn't blame her. “You look fascinated,” Lorenzo said as I made my way out of the car. “Wipe that smile of your fucking face you bastard!” He was right, but he didn't have to know that. I turned my attention to Mateo who was walking towards me, ”Sir, she's being difficult.“ “You're telling me that you can't handle a little girl” I barked out in irritation. Lorenzo's eyes moved to my hand. I followed it and found his e
Ariana I was still in shock, the pain radiating from my cheek did not seem to reduce. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. I couldn't stay focused on that at the moment. The whole house is three times what my dad's house was, that is, before those cruel men broke in and trashed the place. There was so much blood everywhere. I can't even understand how this became my reality. My mum, dad and brother, they're all gone. Andy was just lying there, lifeless. I screamed so loudly when I saw him. I stayed in cellar, but I couldn't act like I wasn't hearing the gunshots, or the screams. My little brother whom I hadn't seen in over ten years, was gone. Yes, we were two years apart, but he was still my little brother. The only time we ever talked was on the phone. Video calls, voice calls... Even if we weren't in the same city, or country, it was fine. As far as I could see his face, I was fine. Today, I turned twenty. I just couldn't stand being apa
Ariana It had been almost a week since Xavier had last spoken to me. He had been ignoring me, and I couldn't blame him. I had hurt him deeply, and I didn't know how to make it right.The silence was oppressive, weighing heavily on my conscience. I had tried to apologize, to explain why I had done what I did, but Xavier had just turned away, his eyes cold and hard.I felt lost and alone, unsure of how to bridge the gap between us. I had grown accustomed to Xavier's presence, his fierce protection and possessiveness. Without it, I felt adrift, vulnerable.As the days turned into a week, I began to wonder if Xavier would ever forgive me. Or if I would be trapped in this limbo forever, unable to escape the consequences of my actions.I couldn't bear the thought of locking myself up in my room in the main house, not when Xavier was avoiding me. So, I made my way to Camilla's quarters, seeking the comfort of her warm and loving presence.I'd been spending a lot of time with Camilla lately,
ArianaI stood calmly, watching as the men in black searched the office. I knew what they would find. I had planned this carefully, making sure to cover my tracks.As they discovered the listening devices, I felt a sense of satisfaction. It was all going according to plan.And then, they found the spyware on Xavier's phone. I glanced over at him, seeing the shock and realization dawn on his face.He knew. He knew that I had done this. I could see the questions in his eyes, the accusations. But I just stood there, calm and collected, my expression giving nothing away.I had outsmarted them all, and I had saved myself. For now, at least.When they were done taking everything out, Joseph escorted the team out. He also, finally decided that it was time to go back to wherever he was coming from. Xavier's eyes locked onto mine, and I could see the anger and hurt simmering. He took a step closer to me."Why?" he asked. I felt a flutter in my chest, but I pushed it aside. I had been prepare
Xavier As we pulled into the driveway, I could see my father, Joseph, pacing back and forth outside the house. His face was etched with worry and fear, and he rushed over to the car as soon as we stopped."Xavier, oh my god, what happened?" he exclaimed, helping me out of the car. I winced in pain as he touched my injured arm."I was ambushed at the market," I explained, trying to keep my voice steady. "Arturo's men were waiting for me."Joseph's face darkened with anger. "This is unacceptable," he growled. "There's another traitor, I'm certain of it. Someone who told Arturo where you'd be."I felt a pang of guilt, knowing that Ariana was the one who had handed Arturo the evidence he needed. But I couldn't bring myself to rat her out, not yet. Maybe it was because I still didn't want to believe that she had betrayed me."I don't know, Father," I said, trying to sound convincing. "I'll look into it, see if I can find out who was behind the ambush."Joseph's eyes narrowed, but he didn'
Xavier My instincts kicked in the moment I heard the gunshot. Something was terribly wrong. I scanned the area, my eyes locking onto the surrounding stalls and the crowd. Panic was starting to set in, and I knew I had to act fast.I cursed myself for not bringing more men. I hadn't anticipated this. The fish market was a routine stop, one that I made every month without incident. There was no way anyone would have known I'd be here today.But someone had. And now, I was paying the price for my complacency.I quickly assessed the situation, my mind racing with possibilities. I spotted a few of my men, scattered throughout the crowd, but they were vastly outnumbered.I heard more sound of gunfire echoe through the market, and I knew we were surrounded.Something was terribly wrong. The fish market was a routine stop, one that I made every month without incident. There was no way anyone would have known I'd be here today.But someone had. And now, I was paying the price for my complacen
Ariana It he'd bearly been twenty four hours. I stood in the foyer still trying to process the news that Xavier had just shared with me. A funeral for Beto? I couldn't believe it. After everything he had done, I wouldn't have thought that the Castellos would even bother.But Xavier's words kept echoing in my mind: "Even if he was a traitor, he was still family." It was a strange sense of loyalty, one that I didn't fully understand.We drove to the chapel in silence, the only sound the hum of the engine and the soft rustle of the wind through the trees. I had never seen the chapel before, and I was struck by its grandeur. It was massive, with towering spires and stained glass windows that filtered the sunlight into a kaleidoscope of colors.The Castello estate was huge, and I felt a sense of awe wash over me as we stepped out of the car. I had never realized just how big it was, or how much history was buried within its walls.As we entered the chapel, I saw that it was already fill
Ariana I stood frozen, my eyes fixed on the scene unfolding before me. A grown man on the ground, clutching his leg in agony. Xavier towered over him, his face cold.I felt a shiver run down my spine as I realized the gravity of what I was witnessing. Joseph had insisted that Camilla and I be present, saying that we needed to see what happened to traitors now that we were 'part of the business'.I glanced over at Camilla, who looked pale and shaken. I felt a pang of sympathy for her, but I knew I had to keep my emotions in check.Beto's words cut through the air. "You humiliated me in front of everyone," he spat, his eyes blazing with anger. "Because of her."He nodded towards me, and I felt a chill run down my spine. "You've grown soft, Don Xavier," Beto sneered. "You let your feelings for her cloud your judgment."Xavier's expression didn't change, but I saw a flicker of something in his eyes. Anger? Guilt?"You're wrong, Beto," Xavier said, his voice cold. "My feelings for Ariana
Xavier I stood outside the abandoned warehouse, the only sound was the distant hum of the city. It was a chilly night. "Everyone ready?" I whispered, my eyes scanning the area.Joseph nodded, his face illuminated by the faint light of his phone. "The buyer is supposed to meet us here."Lorenzo and Mateo flanked my father, their eyes watchful. Ariana and Camilla sat in the car. Their job was to sit pretty. Suddenly, a car pulled up. The headlights casted an eerie glow. Someone alighted then walked toward us. "Xavier, my friend you actually showed up did you" he said, his voice dripped with sarcasm. "I see you're trying to get rid of what you stole from me in the first place."I narrowed my eyes. "Arturo. What are you doing here?"He chuckled. "I'm the buyer, of course. And I'm afraid I'm not here to pay, I need my shit back." With a flick of his wrist, Arturo's men emerged from the shadows, surrounding us."You see, Xavier, I've been looking to expand my operations. I'm sure you
XavierI pace the cold, grey interrogation room, my mind racing. I check my watch and realize that it has only been twenty minutes. Twenty minutes which feel like an eternity.Finally, the door opened.A figure enters, dressed in a sharp suit."Camilla?""Don't worry. I'm here."I exhale, relief washing over me. "How did you...?""Joseph called me," she explains. "He wants me to represent you. You know, because--"I nod, cutting her off. Even if her father did some despicable things, he was still her father. I couldn't even imagine what she was going through. Camilla's expertise in high-profile cases is unmatched. She practiced for a while, but her father always seemed to need her back home every now and then. It wasn't obvious, what he was doing. But after a while, I became suspicious. But Camilla never said anything. She always tried to be happy, no matter what. "Mr. Castello," she says then clears her throat. She subtely surveys the room, searching for recording devices of any k
XavierBefore Joseph can say anything, I tell Mateo to take Ariana back to the house right away. I just had to make sure she was okay after what had just happened.Mateo nodded and quickly walked over to Ariana, then escorted her away.The next order of business was to get Joseph far away from her. At this point he was the only danger she had to worry about. Joseph looked furious, but he knew better than to argue with me, so he just turned and walked towards the cars. We were both cut from the same cloth. I was a younger version of him. He raised me never to take no for an answer, so I wasn't going to stand her and watch him insult me in my own house. Not in front of my men. We got into the car and drove away. The security team followed directly behind us in other vehicles.My father always used official cars when ever he was in the country. They gathered less attention and were government affiliated so no one over bothered to pull the cars over. I didn't say anything, just kept