I wore the red dress freshly bought just earlier that day, as well as a small body bag. I sneaked back in and out of the mansion, with only Linda knowing my whereabouts. Now, I'm back inside Rory's Mazda and we're on our way to the notorious nightclub where the street deals mostly occur. These are more small-scale, informal trades in between accomplices of the Rios' and other "businessmen"."Well, there's no backing off now," Rory said as we stopped in front of the club. I nodded, trying to hide my excitement.I glanced at her.Sorry, Rory, you'll be alone most of the time tonight. I hope you keep yourself safe.As we entered, the club was already in full swing. Night has fallen and I see suspicious people everywhere I look. This place is undoubtedly the one in Fox's description. I asked him to dig into this club and he found out nasty stuff, and my side task tonight is to gather concrete evidence for those.We won't be raiding this place soon enough, though. If I do, they'll be suspi
I returned to the mansion at nearly midnight as if nothing happened.My eyes found Rory half-asleep at one of the tables, alone, and I felt slightly bad for leaving her. I dragged her back to the mansion and lent her one of the guest rooms before I texted her husband and he came to pick her up."Sorry for this, Fallon," Krieg apologized, his sleeping wife in his arms, "She's a very light drinker. Beats me how you managed to convince her to drink with you two, alone."Krieg was a light-hearted and bubbly man, like Rory. He was cool about it but did mutter a punishment before leaving. I chose not to dwell on it too much and climbed to my room, eager to send my first intel to HQ after starting this mission. I'd rather finish this as soon as I can, seeing how things are becoming more personal—especially with him.On my way to my room, I met Noire wandering around in one of the hallways. Noire was Ross and Niamh's 5-year-old child, and to see the little girl walking around alone is rare si
"Oh! What's Fallon doing here?"I slurred awake with the noise and was greeted with Niamh's face. She leaned into me and winced, "Did you drink?""Hmm?"She sniffed and gasped. "You did! Don't tell me you slept with my daughter while drunk?"Daughter? I looked around with a frown.Suddenly, I was reminded of last night's events. Huh. I did have a Smirnoff last night, and Niamh's daughter did ask me to sleep with her. I sat up and cleansed sleep off my eyes."Where were you last night? Noire was scared and asked me to sleep with her."Niamh climbed the bed to caress Noire's sleeping face. "We were doing... something."Frowning, I asked, "What? Is it something I'm not supposed to know again?""N-No... I mean-" She denied, avoiding my eyes. "We were directly ordered by the boss to keep it confidential. Sorry, Fall."They're still secretive from me and I've been noticing how careful Niamh speaks to me compared to when she speaks with the others. She may be the closest to me in this house,
Jett's hands were all over me like my lips were all over his. I couldn't think straight because of the liquor I know, and it's frustrating. The frustration was surely channelled in my kisses and he noticed because he pulled away.Dazed, he said, "Am I a bad kisser?"I immediately shook my head. He was a wonderful kisser. I didn't know if I meant that sincerely or if I had just been touch-deprived for so long. But what I know, is that the butterflies in my stomach are going wild. He made them go crazy with his touch and needy for his kisses.I pulled him in without another word. I was already catching my break after the intense make-out session, but the screw in my head was too loose to stop now. And so I gripped his buttons with so much thirst that even I surprised myself.Did I deprive myself of pleasure this much? I couldn't help but wonder."I didn't know the shy Fallon would have such an aggressive side."I groaned. "Shut up, you speak too much."My remark earned a grin on his fac
JettI stared at her blazing raven eyes. Eyes that were supposed to be hidden by the dark glowed brightly instead as if glinting with mischievousness.Gone was the innocent, ignorant, and naive Fallon I knew and owned. This was not the first time I saw her after the night of the party, but this was her first time seeing me again. For the past week, I drowned myself with liquor—my mind heavily influenced by the discussion I had with my close subordinates.Aster, Ross, and Alliah asked for an audience the following day after the party. My bodyguard, my right-hand man, and my secretary came in together and took a seat in my office. Their purpose was shocking.They voiced out their suspicions about sweet little Fallon.At first, I was enraged because I felt ridiculed. I felt like my decision was being questioned by my three trusted people. But they pushed even further."I observed her last night, dude. I hope you don't hold this against me, but those with the most perfect poise and attitu
Leo2 weeks agoThe past sabotage was a complete success. It was the usual casino theft that cost the Agnellos nearly $7 million—which I've already sent to the HQ to add to our budget. Of course in a discreet method. I've done three successful sabotages to the Agnellos for the past month and have managed to not get caught every time. Now, they're surely enraged. They'll be on the hunt for me more than they have in the past days.Of course, the main reason for these sabotages is to make the Agnellos ask for help from Jett Rios and his organization.Barely two days after the huge casino incident, I overheard a heated conversation in one of the executive rooms. They sounded to be in an intense confrontation."...knew it was you! Stop this bullshit! I knew you hated Chris and Ellie so you were the first person that came to my mind!" Hmm, they're starting to lose trust in each other. I like it."Dumbass! You, of all people, know I don't hate them to the point I'd sabotage the mafia! Why do
RhinoI have caught wind of Leo finishing her mission already, so I decided to hasten my actions.If we want Hawk to reach the climax of her mission, I have to also finish mine. Currently, I work as the bodyguard of Vernon's mistress, Aurora Vernon. She's a sweet and genuine mistress, who is a rare boss to find in their line of work. My objective is to investigate the Vernons' biggest shareholders from their archives, the Rios. Their casinos are also competitors in Las Vegas. I have no plans to crumble down their people from the inside and create internal turmoil, as Leo did, and only have to spy out information regarding the Rios mafia. Good thing the Vernons and the Rios are good friends, so I was sure there was a lot of information. But one visit to the archives room proved me otherwise. There was barely any information on the Rios mafia. There were no digital documents about them either. This was harder than I had anticipated. —It's been a week since I last made my move and
Jett"Are we not gonna check if our house has a spy, too?" asked Ross during our weekly meeting. The other members seated at the long table nodded in agreement. He continued, "With the recent news on the Agnellos and Vernons, we should take precautions than suffer the same shit they did.""There can be no spy," objected Aster. "We haven't hired new people for the past year.""We can never be too sure, son." Everyone turned to listen to Old Barry. "Nobody can be trusted. Especially our newcomer last month.""You don't mean the mistress, do you?"Wary eyes stole glances in my direction. "You're right. She's a dangerous woman.""What do you mean?" Ross frowned. "Did she tell you something?""Just last night, she told me she was disowned at an early age. She was taken in later by a retired cop who taught her how to fight and use guns. When her old man died, she came back to her family, killed her father and his new wife but left her step-siblings alive because they were too young. Now sh
“One hundred! One hundred going once…” The auctioneer’s voice echoed inside the art studio, but it was slowly zoning out from a young man’s ears as he stared intently at the painting getting auctioned. “Going twice… No more? And…sold! Item 34 sold to Number 456 for 100,000 dollars!”Sebastian never imagined himself in an auction, better yet coming home with a bought item. He smiled and sat through the rest anyway, keeping his number on his lap. He’ll only auction for that one painting since all he needs is the experience for their next big assignment.After the auction, he went to the cashier to pay for the item and he was guided backstage to claim it. He thanked the cashier curtly, maintaining as minimal eye contact as possible, and pulling his black fedora hat lower as he picked up his item.It was an original painting by an international artist. It was half his size and had a simple but deep drawing. Sebastian sighed and left the auditorium with the painting. This can be his birthd
In a quiet neighborhood by the north, where a recent historical moment took place, lived a small family of three. One was a diligent mother who works a daily 9-5 in an elementary school as a teacher, one was an elementary student son that’s most usually dubbed as a prodigy, while one was a seemingly simple yet mysterious father that works in a vulcanizing shop fixing and cleaning cars…but hides a dark past.These three people live quietly together, but one intrusive thought keeps one of them at night. Lylia lays awake and is almost always kept up at night by this one question: when will he pop the question?They’ve only been together for only over a year, but at the rate of things, they should reach another level in the relationship soon. So why is he taking so long?---One day during their routinely trips to the mall and department stores, Matt leaned on a wall outside as he waited for Lylia to finish shopping inside a female department store. Matt’s eyes caught sight of a petite wo
Warning: mature content.Enya, better known as Agent Leo, was a cheerful woman in one of the most dehumanizing jobs in the world. She’s heard she doesn’t fit in her job almost every day, but that doesn’t stop her from climbing the ranks and carrying out orders from the higher-ups. With her special unit, found family, she’s living inside her bubble of principle and a very private lifestyle.She’s been pretty satisfied with her life. Although, if there’s one thing she feels short of, it’s friends and acquaintances. She does not have the luxury to participate in social functions often, limiting her social life. Which meant, the people she knows are either from work or her relatives. Which also meant, she is deprived of one of the most elating privileges of an adult life—romance.Her life lacks romance.So she’s ended up with one of the most risky settings, she agreed in a friends with benefits arrangement. Now, she’s in a complicated estrangement with none other than her unit leader—Will
How far can you go for your dreams?How much are you willing to sacrifice?For Belle Alcazar, she can go as far as possible. She can sacrifice as much as she can. Growing up, the mestiza beauty was determined to fight for justice. But could she possibly sacrifice the love of her life, Aster Fernandez?While she was conflicted, Aster was sure to never let her go. The only things in life he values are the mafia and her. He cannot see a life without her. But she just had to choose to be a cop. And he just had to be a mafia member.When duty calls, will you answer at the cost of your love?---Belle was nine-year-old, swinging at their local park, when she saw a boy being pushed around by other kids.It was a wimpy kid circled around by tall, intimidating boys. They were pushing him around until he finally fell to the ground. It was almost an instinct for Belle to stand up and march towards them, witnessing such a blatant example of injustice. Her golden-brown locks bobbed as she purposef
Note:This is the last chapter. Thank you to everyone who made it to this point! It has been quite the journey ^^ It took us a few months and a lot (I mean a lot) of mental breakdowns and writer’s block. Nevertheless, it was fun to tell Jett and Fallon’s story. This book has a lot of errors, I’m sure, but I made it with full sincerity and honestly enjoyed the journey to the end. I will edit it if I’m allowed, but please bear with the errors for now. ^^Please do not be shy to drop your thoughts, sentiments, and/or feelings, that you wanted to express while reading in the comments. I will be happy to see you guys and interact with you (if it’s possible) in the replies. The chapters that will follow will be special chapters for our precious side characters. For now, please enjoy this chapter of Jett’s perspective.---She used to be a walking mystery. An enigma. Holding onto her was like holding onto a double-edged sword. When he first saw her, he never thought she would be the woman t
Warning: mature content.On a private island in Jett’s homeland in Madrid, lived a small family of three. It was a secluded island with only one mansion of marble and glass standing by the beach.From its lounge, a woman sat with crossed legs and a warm cup of coffee on her lap, watching the rising sun from the horizon of the sea. Her pin-straight black hair draped over her shoulders as her freshly returned bangs gently swayed over her forehead, inhaling the sweet morning dew. Her satin robe slipped and showed her smooth legs as she crossed her legs, letting the cold air seep into her nakedness under the robe. She paid it no mind and continued to appreciate the serenity the new dawn offered.Ah, this is the best retirement life she could’ve ever asked for, the woman thought.After years of constantly glancing over her shoulder, keeping her guard up, and longing for someone, finally, it’s all over. To live a life of languid and slow-living. To live without any reservations and … to ha
“…Therefore, the judge’s verdict shall be…”Warren Mongarde, who was once a mighty powerful man in a suit, looked as if he aged so much after a few weeks in trial. Cuffed and unshaved for days, he looked forlorn and misunderstood, to appeal to the jury.But it was all for naught when he heard it.“Guilty.”And the judge slammed his gavel decisively.Guilty. Such a small word for such a big thing.He knew his life would change drastically from here on out. It was inevitable. But for his age, he’d say he’s achieved enough. He’s already been the President of the US; is there anything more he can achieve to top that?So he laughed. He laughed loudly, his voice resonating in the court. All eyes were on him, but he continued to laugh. Their once dignified President now looked like a crazed serial killer who had just been sentenced to a life sentence.He doesn’t care anymore.Maybe, if he was given the chance to exact revenge…but he’s too old for that. He’s past his prime. He can’t even prop
FallonI was on the stairs of the jet when they pointed a gun at us. When I turned, I saw a Jaguar with a gun. Behind him were Leo, Rhino, and Panda. They all wore serious faces. I involuntarily gulped.From in front of the airport, I heard the cops’ sirens and sounds of shots being fired. Matt must be shooting them down as we speak.I put Sebby down and whispered, “Go inside.”“But Mama…”“Go.” I cut him off. “Mama will follow, I promise.”Sebby hesitantly entered the jet. Jett, who was also in the process of climbing, stared at Sebby with quiet reassurance. Once he was inside, I pulled out my gun. The pistol is in the hidden compartment with the silencer. I can’t believe my last use of this would be towards my colleagues. I roamed around the hangar and found one of its CCTVs.Jaguar found out what I was looking at and said, “It’ll only be hijacked for one minute more. We took too long.”“I see,” I said and locked eyes with all of them. My arm holding the gun was trembling. Everyone
FallonI watched Jett stagger backward and cough up blood.The man laughed, a mocking laughter. It irked me. Subconsciously, I was in the air and my feet connected to the side of Rhino’s head. My body twisted and delivered a clean flying kick to his head. It was over before I knew it, and the six-foot-tall giant was already clutching his head and groggy. I didn’t mean to attack one of them like that…but after I saw Jett and heard the man’s derisive laugh, I guess I lost it. “That’s all you got?”I heard a sneer from behind. Realizing what I’d done, I sent an apologetic gaze to Rhino who was still dazed and visibly disoriented. “Looks like you’ve lost your touch.”“Why don’t you come at me, then?”The man chuckled and walked toward us, provoked.“Fine.”I backed away, giving them space to fight. Jett was only barely taller than him, and the man was more buff. Jett was in his stance. The latter was standing upright, relaxed.I thought he’d go on the defense, but after Jett’s first pun