Our week in Hawaii was up and I could tell Ace enjoyed it a lot.We were on the plane back home but little did Ace know I had one last surprise waiting for him at home."Do you know how hard it was to hide that tattoo from you?" I grinned evilly. "No?" He mumbled, flicking through his phone. I took out my phone and got a picture of him. He gave me a glare. "Oh come on, get in one with me?" I pleaded. I had very little photos of me and Ace together because he doesn't like to take photo's. Not to mention he's probably the most wanted man in the world but what I can I do about it?."I was actually wondering, how do you stop the cops from arresting you?" I asked curiously as I scrolled through my phone. "I pay them, plus it's not like they can just storm in and take me, I'm the Mafia king, I have people who work in the police force from my mafia" he explained staring out the window of the airplane."Yeah that's true" I mumbled, resting my head on his shoulder."I won't be home for a few d
Ace's POV:I approached the house my father was staying at; Well not willingly staying at anyways.We had barricaded him in the house and took out all of his personal guards. We turned off the water supply and raided his house for food. We would turn the water on once every two days, just to keep him alive and we would send him in food."We're here Boss" my chauffeur informed me after opening the car door. "Thank you Markus" I spoke, shaking his hand. "You don't use my skills that often boss, it was my honour" he responded with an optimistic tone. I gave him nod before I began to walk off. "Be careful boss" Markus warned me, giving me a smile. "Of course" I mumbled as I walked up the long driveway to see my guards standing at the door.I took off my suit jacket and unbuttoned the sleeves of my shirt.I had changed my original idea from getting my guards to strap him to the chair to fighting him alone in the house and then killing him.I need to release the built up anger I have slowly
Rage was flowing through my blood as if I was rage itself. I was reaching the peak of my anger, every ounce pain that I was feeling was all being turned into fury.Every breath that I took had an excruciating stabbing pain that came along with it but I ignored it as best I could.I entered the room to see my father shocked that I survived the explosion. "The one person they were supposed to kill and they fucking missed" he snarled angrily while trying to break his chains.I stood in front of the chair as I held the knife in my hand.My clothes were torn and blood was seeping from my body at an alarming rate.....but that wasn't going to stop me from getting my revenge. I ran the knife along my fathers neck gently. It would be too quick for all that he put me through."You are vile and evil to the bone, the world will be glad to be rid of such a nasty man" I uttered making little cuts on his chest. "I bet those wounds hurt, only a matter time before you pass out from blood loss" my fath
*8 months later.Sofia's POV:Ace didn't die that day although there was a few scares during the recovery. It was hard and brutal on Ace but he never showed it. Through out it, he was always making sure I was the one who was okay.I decided to tell him about the pregnancy not long after he woke up and his response was as expected.*flashback*I sat by Ace's hospital bed. We had to use fake names so that we weren't recognisable to people in the hospital; Not many people know what Ace looks like. They would only know his name and the mafia's name; the reapers."Are you okay? You have been acting strange ever since I woke up" he voiced while lying back in the white bed, the burns on his arms visible from the explosion.I gulped as I worked up the courage to tell him. I decided it would be best to blurt it out since Ace hates when people don't get straight to the point. The feeling in the pit of my stomach was growing; I felt like getting sick."I'm pregnant" I blurted out. That was a lot
Sofia's POV:Ace was taking me out for dinner today.I told him that we didn't have to go anywhere fancy for me to be happy and that his company alone was enough but of course Ace responded with "I have to treat my girl". I didn't expect anything less from Ace and his stubbornness; he was determined to go to a fancy restaurant and treat me like "the queen I am".He told me to check my wardrobe for a surprise. I opened it to see a gorgeous, skin tight, black dress with jewellery to go along with it; it was super stretchy so it would fit over my bump. I slipped into the dress quickly and threw on a pair of heels. I really didn't want to wear heels because they would hurt my feet but I wasn't wearing inappropriate shoes to the dinner.I stood up and walked out of the bedroom. The baby was kicking.Ice walked out of his room suddenly, almost knocking me over. "Ice" I gasped almost falling over. "Shit, is the baby ok?" His face becoming suddenly tense. He stared intensely at my stomach for
Ace's POV:We had finished eating and I glanced at Ice who gave me a thumbs up for encouragement. For some reason, his face looked more punchable when he did that.I was nervous but I was hoping Sofia couldn't tell; this evening had gone perfectly so far.I had the ring in my suit pocket so that it wasn't noticeable to Sofia.We joked with each other as we talked, it was so easy for me to speak to her even when I'm nervous to the point that I'm shaking."I've left a mark on you Hernandez, a mark you can't replace. Even if we don't work out, you'll always look for me in every girl you meet" Sofia muttered proudly with a big grin plastered on her face. "Possibly" I raised my eyebrow with a grin; She knows it too.A few moments had passed."Here, stand up with me" I ushered her suddenly before we stood next to our seats. "Why are we standing?" Sofia questioned nervously; She didn't like people staring at her."You're right, you've left a mark on me; You've changed me. You make me a bette
I stood in the bathroom as I looked at myself in the mirror. I had blood all over me; on my face, on my clothes, in my hair; who even knows how blood got there.I glanced down at my hands that hadn't stopped shaking since I held Sofia's cold, lifeless body in my arms. They were covered in blood.I turned on the water and began to wash my hands. My eyes welled up with tears again as I watched the blood slowly come off my skin.It was supposed to be me; The thought kept reoccurring, making it hard to concentrate on anything.I was so tired of crying. I wanted to break something or hit someone but I had no energy so all I could do is cry. I gripped the sink in anger as I remembered her face."I'm afraid I'll never see you again"; her voice rang through my head, making me instantly punch the mirror to distract myself from my thoughts. It shattered into a million pieces as I took deep breaths, trying to calm myself down.My hand began to bleed; Atleast it was my own blood this time.I went
4 years later.Ice's POV:I have been struggling to get out of bed lately; I think it's the fact that Sofia's 4 year anniversary is approaching quite quickly and most of us still haven't finished grieving. Especially Ace.Ace went on a rampage for about two years after she died, just killing anything or anyone that pissed him off except for Jaxon obviously. He had went from barely getting out of bed to killing everyone including the police force and innocent people who he thought was guilty.But then, almost two years ago around this time, he just suddenly stopped. Personally I don't think he has the energy anymore to kill people, not to mention Jaxon who can now have a full conversation. A short one, but a conversation nonetheless. Little does Jaxon know today's his mother's 4 year death anniversary.I still feel like Dante and I are walking on eggshells around Ace. We're always careful not to mention her name, just incase he snaps.I walked into the sitting room where I saw the phot
Ace rose from his office chair for the first time in days, and put on his iconic black suit. I've never witnessed a man wear a suit so much.He did his hair and buttoned up his shirt.I stood in-front of him."What are you doing?" I asked, acting like he was crazy."What do you mean, 'what am I doing?'" He widened his eyes at me."Why are you getting all dressed up?" I asked, pretending it was obvious."Because I want to look good," he responded blankly, blinking a few times. He was so clueless, it hurt to watch."Are you joking? Do you not know women at all?" I questioned him, starting to unbutton the top of his shirt. I ruffled his hair and his heartbroken appearance was falling back into place. Ace stared at me, his expression was emotionless. I couldn't help but laugh at him because I knew he was annoyed that undid everything he had done."Tell me you're joking, I'm not going to see her like this." Ace threw a tantrum."Ace, I'm telling you, she'll see it all over your face, that
What the fuck had happened?I hadn't been asleep for that long, had I?Where's Sofia?Where's Ace?Those questions kept playing in my mind, like a record player on repeat, as I drove Dante to the hospital. He was clutching his arm, which was bending the wrong way. I was worried; for him, for us, for everyone. There were cracks in our friendships and they were beginning to show."I can't believe he did this," Dante spat, clearly attempting to distract himself from his arm."What the fuck happened?" I snapped suddenly, which seemed out of the blue for Dante but I still hadn't been told anything about what had happened. I was still in the dark and he wasn't shedding any light on the situation."I was just in the living room, until I heard Sofia and Ace arguing from the kitchen. I hadn't really ever heard them argue before so I stood up from the couch, and all of a sudden, Sofia storms through the living room, not even looking at me. She heads for the hallway and leaves.The girl just lef
I was in my room with Dante, watching a movie. He had expressed that he was beginning to dislike Sofia because she was taking up so much of Ace's attention. More like she wasn't giving Dante any. I blocked out his rambling by focusing on the tv. "Are you even listening?" Dante sneered. "Yea, yea, we don't like Sofia, I get it," I mumbled, stuffing more popcorn into my mouth. "You don't understand." He sighed. "I do," I said, my attention turning back to the tv as a really intense moment happened in the movie. I could hear his voice in the back of my mind, but I wasn't concerned. Dante wouldn't hurt a fly and he certainly wouldn't hurt Sofia. Plus I'm sure Ace would murder him if he tried. I hadn't spoken to Sofia since the day I found her in my room. I hadn't saw her and I didn't know if it would be awkward. I kind of disliked her but it wasn't hatred anymore. I had given up on hating the girl for no reason; but just as I let my vendetta go, Dante begins his. This girl couldn't ca
"What pitstop?", Dante asked, unbuttoning his suit jacket and taking it off. "It's just a quick one", I reassured him. We climbed into the Porsche and drove away from the murder scene, knowing we'd never have to face the consequences of our actions. It was strange; being able to murder someone and not end up in prison. Even if police came knocking on Ace's door, he'd either pay them off or they'd go missing. Ace made his message loud and clear to the government. If they didn't let Ace go about his business, there would be war, and he would win. "Do you ever think about the things we do?" Dante muttered, as if he was thinking out loud. "Sometimes." I replied quickly, watching the trees go by through the window. "Do you think we're bad people, do you think karma exists?", he questioned, his concentration on the road yet his mind was somewhere else entirely. "No, i think we're just morally fucked." I answered, glancing over at him. "Yea, definitely fucked alright. I doubt any of u
"I'm not here to fight you Alex, as much as I'd like to. I've brought you here, to tell you I need Leonardo back. After all he is your brother. Well....half brother" he stated, and I swear I could've been sick. He didn't look anything like me and that's when it hit me. Yes, he didn't look anything like me, but he looked like Avery. The same dark hair and eyes. They couldn't have been brothers. Leonardo couldn't have been more of his brother than me.It couldn't of been possible. He was only his apprentice. Surely he wouldn't leave his son..... oh my god.I was so confused. Leonardo didn't have the same second name as Avery and I; then I felt like someone had stabbed me in the chest, I couldn't breathe. Anderson was my mothers surname. Not my fathers. I never knew it wasn't his, but the look on her face said everything. I never got the name Accardi because he didn't want us to be associated with him. I had lived my whole life never knowing my fathers name. I was going to be violently s
We walked through the empty apartments, choosing to take the stairs over the sketchy elevator. I'd rather not get stuck and die in an old elevator. There was so many flights of stairs and Dante was already sweating by the second one. The paint on the walls had peeled so it was a patchy mess. The stairs themselves were dirty, as if a cleaner had not been here in months. I didn't dare to touch the handrails.As we trudged our way up the stairs, a man who was clearly a drug addict passed by us, throwing us a glare. Dante took it to heart."Why did he look at us like that? I'm offended." He muttered, slightly out of breath."Dante only people that struggle live here, and I'm sorry but we don't struggle anymore because of Ace, you came here in a suit for godsake!" I rambled, which only made Dante more defensive."What's wrong with my suit? I like my suit, thank you very fucking much!" He argued, rolling his eyes like a child."I like the fucking suit Dante, but I'm just saying, these peopl
I had been busy the last few days with mafia related business, so I hadn't been home much; but I was today."Why do you eat so fucking loud?" Ace grumbled to Dante who was eating my cookies in his office. He was slouched in the chair and looked miserable for some reason."What is your problem, bitch?" Dante asked, spewing cookie crumbs everywhere. The palm of my hand slapped my forehead. These two were idiots, I'm living with idiots."Would the both of you just shut up?" I hissed."Fuck you Ice," Dante sneered."Fuck you Dante," I spat, scowling at him."Yeah, fuck you Dante." Ace glared at him."I'm leaving, fuck this," Dante snapped, suddenly becoming angry. I didn't think he was joking, but Ace carried on with the joke."You're a pussy." Ace rolled his eyes."I'm a pussy?" Dante sneered, turning back around and walking towards Ace."You heard me," Ace said, with a big smirk across his face."I'm the fucking pussy," Dante shouted, sounding as if he was in disbelief. "Says the one wh
I hadn't left my room in days, Dante had tried to bribe me out with food but little did he know, I'd rather not eat anyway.I had fallen deep into depression, deeper than I had ever gone before. Breathing was difficult. I stared at the blank wall, trying to process my thoughts. I had nothing left anymore, no revenge, no purpose.Until I heard a knock at my door."Ice, you might want to see this!" I heard Dante say urgently, he was behind the door."I don't" I rejected his proposal."Is this you?" He asked, and it caught my attention. What was he talking about?I climbed to my feet with a groan and unlocked my door, opening it to reveal Dante. He held a golden locket in his hand, which dangled gently."It's a locket?" I rolled my eyes about to shut my door again."No look," he pleaded before I turned back to him.I watched as his chunky finger pressed the smallest button on the side of the locket. It opened to reveal a picture of Avery and I as kids. My eyes widened with disbelief as I
My fist pounded against Ace's door as I stood outside furious."Ace, open the fucking door!" I yelled, Dante still sitting in the car from shock.I saw a silhouette of a figure approaching the door and unlocking it. I swung the door open and it revealed Ace."What the fuck were you thinking?" I shouted, waving my arms in the air with panic. "You could've gotten yourself killed"."That would've been so tragic" Ace smirked, as we made our way down his hallway towards his kitchen."I'm being fucking serious, you could've gotten yourself killed. Look at Dante, I had to drag him from the ball, he's so traumatised. I had to kill some innocent girl and you get to walk away?", my face becoming twisted with disgust. "How is that fair?"."None of it is fair Ice, you fucking idiot, I'm the mafia boss so I decided what I can or can't do. Keep yelling at me, it won't change the outcome!" He sneered back, his pride so unbelievably high."You ruined yourself, do you realise that?" I spat, "ruined".