Leonardo planned to use Maria as leverage. He kidnapped her, planning to use her as bait to lure Markham out into the open. He assumed that Markham would do whatever it took to save her, and that his affection for her would cloud his judgment and make him vulnerable. Leonardo believed that by holding Maria hostage, he could manipulate Markham into making a mistake and ultimately lead to his downfall.
Leonardo sat back in the chair, a satisfied smile playing across his face. Everything was going according to plan. The girl was in their custody, and as far as they could tell, Markham hadn't shown up yet. But he wasn't worried. He knew Markham would come, eventually. He was not the type to let something like this go unpunished. It was just a matter of time before he came charging in, ready to do whatever it took to get her back. And when he did, he would find himself walking right into their trap. Leonardo reclined in his chair, sipping his whiskey. The room around him was dimly lit, the only light coming from a single lamp in the corner. It cast a harsh, unnatural glow over the room, making the shadows deepen, and the furniture looks menacing. The silence was deafening, broken only by the occasional sound of footsteps or laughter from outside. It was enough to set anyone's nerves on edge, but Leonardo was used to these kinds of situations. Marko sat in his car, the phone to his ear, his heart pounding. He'd just received the call from Leonardo, and he could feel the anger bubbling up inside of him. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. He knew losing his cool wouldn't help the situation, but it was harder than he thought. Taking another deep breath, he tried to keep his voice steady as he spoke. "What do you want, Leonardo?" Leonardo's smug voice came through the phone, seemingly enjoying his predicament. "Ah, Marko, you finally decided to answer my call." There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone as if he knew he had the upper hand. "You're probably wondering why I'm calling." Marko clenched his jaw, resisting the urge to snap back at Leonardo. He knew Leonardo was trying to toy with him, and he wasn't going to give him the satisfaction. But he couldn't help the anger and frustration that boiled up inside of him. He took another deep breath before responding. "Cut the crap, Leonardo. I know why you're calling. You have Maria." "Clever as always, Marko," Leonardo replied, his voice still laced with smugness. "You seem to have a knack for stating the obvious. Yes, I have the girl. And I have a proposition for you." "cut to the fucking chase, Leonardo", Marko yelled out of spite. Leonardo grins, clearly enjoying Marko's frustration. "My, my, Marko, you're a bit fiery today. But alright, I'll get to the point. I have the girl, and I'm willing to make a deal with you. But you need to calm down first." "Good. Now that we're both on the same page, let's talk business." Leonardo leans back in his chair, steepling his fingers. " "Here's the deal: you meet at the alley near our Italian headquarters located around Vincenza", Leonardo continues...without any men or weapons. "I have your precious little lady, and she's safe, for now. But that can change if you're not willing to cooperate with me." Leonardo's voice is calm and steady, his face betraying none of the emotions that Marko knows are swirling underneath. Marko's mind races as he considers Leonardo's proposal. He doesn't like the idea of going in unarmed, but if that's what it takes to get Maria back safely, he's willing to do it. He clenches his jaw, trying to keep his voice steady as he replies. "Fine. I'll meet you in Vincenza, without my men or my weapons. could hear the slightest bit of sarcasm. But know this, if anything happens to her, I'll make you pay." Marko ended the call, his heart racing. He knew it was a risky move, but he had no choice. He needed to get Maria back safe, and if that meant meeting with Leonardo, without his men or weapons, he would do it. However, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was walking into a trap. Despite his worries, he started the car and began the journey to Vincenza, not knowing what he would find when he arrived. Marko's mind was racing as he drove, his mind going over every possible scenario. He had no idea what Leonardo had in store for him. He could be walking into a trap, but he had to risk it for Maria's sake. He gripped the steering wheel tighter, trying to stay focused on the road ahead. The drive to Vincenza seemed to take forever, the hours passing like days. Finally, he arrived at the Italian gang's headquarters. Marko stepped out of his car, his eyes scanning the surroundings. The headquarters was surrounded by several men, all of them watching him closely. He could feel their eyes on him, sizing him up, making him feel like a caged animal. But he pushed the feeling aside, reminding himself that he had a job to do. He took a deep breath and started walking toward the entrance, the clicking of his footsteps echoing in the silence. Marko tried to ignore the men surrounding him, his focus solely on getting inside and finding Maria. As he approached the entrance, the men parted, creating a path for him to walk through. He stepped forward, his mind racing with thoughts of what lay ahead. But as he reached the door, it suddenly opened and Leonardo appeared, a smug grin on his face. "Ah, Marko, right on time," Leonardo said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I was beginning to think you weren't going to show." Marko's heart nearly skipped a beat at the sight of her. She was there, alive, sitting in the small room, looking scared and alone. He wanted to run to her, to take her in his arms and assure her that everything would be okay. But he forced himself to remain calm, to try to maintain some shred of control in this situation. he saw Maria through the small opening of the room. She looked scared and alone, and he wanted nothing more than to go to her and assure her everything would be okay. But he knew he had to stay calm and focused. He turned back to Leonardo, his eyes hard. "I've seen her now. I want her released, and I want her to be unharmed." Leonardo chuckled, clearly enjoying the fact that he had Markham exactly where he wanted him. "Ah, Markham, always so protective. But did you think it would be that easy?"Marko clenched his fists at his sides, his pulse hammering in his ears as Leonardo's smirk widened. The bastard was enjoying this dragging things out, playing games while Maria sat terrified in that tiny room.I came like you asked,Marko said, forcing steel into his voice. No men. No weapons. Now let her go.Leonardo let out a slow chuckle, shaking his head. Marko, Marko, Marko Do you really think I went through all this trouble just to hand her back to you?Marko's jaw tightened. If you touch herLeonardo raised a hand, feigning offense.Relax. I'm not a monster. Yet.His expression darkened, eyes gleaming with something dangerous. But I do need something from you first.Marko's gut twisted. Of course, this wasn't just about luring him out it was about control. Leonardo had been trying to pull him into his game for years, and now he had the perfect leverage.What do you want?Marko asked, his voice rough.Leonardo leaned forward, his fingers drumming lazily against the desk. A job.Mar
Marko glanced at the clock on his dashboard. Time was slipping away. He had two nights before the job.“Send me the name,” he said.Luca sighed. “Marko, you’re walking a fine line. You know that, right?”Marko’s jaw clenched. “I don’t have a choice.”A pause. Then, “I’ll text you.”The line went dead.Marko exhaled slowly, trying to rein in the fury burning inside him. He needed to be smart. One wrong move and Maria would pay the price.His phone buzzed again. A text from Luca.Santino Greco. Leonardo’s buyer. He’s in town.Marko’s lips curled into a cold smile.Perfect.The Next NightMarko stood outside the dimly lit club, his hands tucked into his pockets. The bass from the music inside pulsed through the pavement, a steady rhythm that did nothing to settle his nerves.Inside was Santino Greco—the man with answers. If he could get to him, he’d know exactly what Leonardo was moving and who else had their hands in the deal.Marko pulled open the door and stepped inside. The club was p
Midnight Leonardo's EstateMarko crouched in the shadows behind the estate, his pulse steady despite the weight of the risk he was taking. Leonardo's compound was heavily guarded, but Marko had spent years studying places like this knowing where the weak spots were.He'd bribed a low-level security guard earlier, learning the exact layout of Leonardo's office. The ledger would be inside, locked up. The problem? Leonardo never left it unguarded.Marko pulled out a small flashlight and pressed forward, slipping past the cameras he knew had blind spots. He moved fast but careful, keeping to the darkness until he reached the side entrance.A single guard stood near the door, smoking.Marko didn't hesitate.He moved in silently, wrapping an arm around the man's throat and dragging him back into the shadows. The guard barely had time to struggle before his body went limp. Marko eased him to the ground, patting him down quickly. No key.Damn.Marko withdrew a thin blade and worked the lock.
He tilted his head, unconvinced.Then, before she could react, he lunged.“Who were you talking to?” he demanded, his grip tightening.Maria struggled, her pulse racing. “No one, I swear—”The man wasn’t buying it. He shoved her back onto the bed, eyes dark with warning. “Leonardo wants you alive. That’s the only reason you’re still breathing. But if you make trouble…” He pulled out a knife, flipping it effortlessly between his fingers. “Accidents happen.”Maria’s breath hitched.She knew what he was implying.Her mind screamed at her to stay quiet. To not provoke him. But she also knew one thing—Marko was coming for her.She just had to stay alive long enough for him to get here.MarkoMarko killed the engine a block away from the estate. The place was still on high alert—guards patrolling, the main entr
For a moment, they just stood there, the sounds of gunfire fading into the background.Then, suddenly—Leonardo smirked.“You should look behind you.”Marko barely had time to react before something heavy slammed into the back of his skull.The world spun.His grip on Leonardo loosened, the pain in his head blinding.He stumbled forward—And then everything went dark.MARIAMaria’s breath came fast as she ran through the empty streets, her pulse pounding in her ears.Marko had told her to go. She should have kept running.But something felt wrong.She had heard the gunshot.And now, there was only silence.Her chest tightened. Every instinct screamed at her to go back.She couldn’t just leave him.Taking a shaky breath, she turned around, her heart hammering. She had no weapons, no plan—only sheer desperation.But she didn’t care,all she could think of was... markoMarko was still in there.And she was going to get him back.Maria crept toward the estate, slipping through the shadows
The shot ripped through the night, sending birds scattering from the treetops.Maria’s breath caught as the gun trembled in her hands. Smoke curled from the barrel, but she couldn’t tell if she had fired or if someone else had.The clearing stood frozen.Leonardo’s smirk wavered, his fingers still hovering near his gun. Then, slowly, his eyes flicked down. A dark stain spread across his shoulder, crimson soaking through the fine fabric of his jacket.Maria’s chest heaved, shock numbing her limbs.She had fired.But she hadn’t aimed to kill.Leonardo stumbled back, cursing under his breath, but the rage burning in his eyes was far from finished.“You little—”Before he could reach for his weapon, Marko surged forward. Even with blood streaking down his side, he moved like a predator unleashed. His shoulder slammed into Leonardo, sending both men crashing to the
she was walking alone at night, taking a break from her chaotic home life, when she stumbled upon a beautiful garden tucked away in a quiet corner of the village. The gate of the garden was open, and her curiosity got the better of her.She stepped into the garden, her footsteps quiet against the soft grass. The garden was even more captivating up close, the fragrance of the vanilla-like flowers filling the air. She took her time, soaking in the beauty of the place when suddenly, a small cabin came into view.The cabin was charming, built in a rustic style but with modern touches. Its door was slightly open, and a soft glow of light was seeping out. Despite the late hour, the place didn't feel deserted. She was puzzled, wondering who could be in the cabin.She paused for a moment, her heart beating a little faster. Should she go in? The cabin seemed to draw her, and she couldn't shake off the feeling of intrigue. She slowly walked towards the cabin, her footsteps almost silent on the
You should be more careful, wandering around alone at night," the man said, his tone suddenly turning serious. "You never know what kind of folk you might run into.""And you're going to preach to me about safety?" Maria retorted, a note of defensiveness in her voice. "You don't exactly look harmless yourself."The man chuckled in response to her retort, his smirk returning. "Touché," he said, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "But trust me, I'm the least of your worries out here.""And what should I worry about, then?" Maria crossed her arms, still maintaining her guard, yet she was becoming more and more intrigued by this man's presence and his cryptic responses."Wolves, for one," the man replied nonchalantly, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. The statement sent a small shiver down Maria's spine, the thought of being stalked by wild animals was something to worry about."Don’t tell me you're scared of wolves," the man teased, noticing her shiver. He was enjoying this taunting
The shot ripped through the night, sending birds scattering from the treetops.Maria’s breath caught as the gun trembled in her hands. Smoke curled from the barrel, but she couldn’t tell if she had fired or if someone else had.The clearing stood frozen.Leonardo’s smirk wavered, his fingers still hovering near his gun. Then, slowly, his eyes flicked down. A dark stain spread across his shoulder, crimson soaking through the fine fabric of his jacket.Maria’s chest heaved, shock numbing her limbs.She had fired.But she hadn’t aimed to kill.Leonardo stumbled back, cursing under his breath, but the rage burning in his eyes was far from finished.“You little—”Before he could reach for his weapon, Marko surged forward. Even with blood streaking down his side, he moved like a predator unleashed. His shoulder slammed into Leonardo, sending both men crashing to the
For a moment, they just stood there, the sounds of gunfire fading into the background.Then, suddenly—Leonardo smirked.“You should look behind you.”Marko barely had time to react before something heavy slammed into the back of his skull.The world spun.His grip on Leonardo loosened, the pain in his head blinding.He stumbled forward—And then everything went dark.MARIAMaria’s breath came fast as she ran through the empty streets, her pulse pounding in her ears.Marko had told her to go. She should have kept running.But something felt wrong.She had heard the gunshot.And now, there was only silence.Her chest tightened. Every instinct screamed at her to go back.She couldn’t just leave him.Taking a shaky breath, she turned around, her heart hammering. She had no weapons, no plan—only sheer desperation.But she didn’t care,all she could think of was... markoMarko was still in there.And she was going to get him back.Maria crept toward the estate, slipping through the shadows
He tilted his head, unconvinced.Then, before she could react, he lunged.“Who were you talking to?” he demanded, his grip tightening.Maria struggled, her pulse racing. “No one, I swear—”The man wasn’t buying it. He shoved her back onto the bed, eyes dark with warning. “Leonardo wants you alive. That’s the only reason you’re still breathing. But if you make trouble…” He pulled out a knife, flipping it effortlessly between his fingers. “Accidents happen.”Maria’s breath hitched.She knew what he was implying.Her mind screamed at her to stay quiet. To not provoke him. But she also knew one thing—Marko was coming for her.She just had to stay alive long enough for him to get here.MarkoMarko killed the engine a block away from the estate. The place was still on high alert—guards patrolling, the main entr
Midnight Leonardo's EstateMarko crouched in the shadows behind the estate, his pulse steady despite the weight of the risk he was taking. Leonardo's compound was heavily guarded, but Marko had spent years studying places like this knowing where the weak spots were.He'd bribed a low-level security guard earlier, learning the exact layout of Leonardo's office. The ledger would be inside, locked up. The problem? Leonardo never left it unguarded.Marko pulled out a small flashlight and pressed forward, slipping past the cameras he knew had blind spots. He moved fast but careful, keeping to the darkness until he reached the side entrance.A single guard stood near the door, smoking.Marko didn't hesitate.He moved in silently, wrapping an arm around the man's throat and dragging him back into the shadows. The guard barely had time to struggle before his body went limp. Marko eased him to the ground, patting him down quickly. No key.Damn.Marko withdrew a thin blade and worked the lock.
Marko glanced at the clock on his dashboard. Time was slipping away. He had two nights before the job.“Send me the name,” he said.Luca sighed. “Marko, you’re walking a fine line. You know that, right?”Marko’s jaw clenched. “I don’t have a choice.”A pause. Then, “I’ll text you.”The line went dead.Marko exhaled slowly, trying to rein in the fury burning inside him. He needed to be smart. One wrong move and Maria would pay the price.His phone buzzed again. A text from Luca.Santino Greco. Leonardo’s buyer. He’s in town.Marko’s lips curled into a cold smile.Perfect.The Next NightMarko stood outside the dimly lit club, his hands tucked into his pockets. The bass from the music inside pulsed through the pavement, a steady rhythm that did nothing to settle his nerves.Inside was Santino Greco—the man with answers. If he could get to him, he’d know exactly what Leonardo was moving and who else had their hands in the deal.Marko pulled open the door and stepped inside. The club was p
Marko clenched his fists at his sides, his pulse hammering in his ears as Leonardo's smirk widened. The bastard was enjoying this dragging things out, playing games while Maria sat terrified in that tiny room.I came like you asked,Marko said, forcing steel into his voice. No men. No weapons. Now let her go.Leonardo let out a slow chuckle, shaking his head. Marko, Marko, Marko Do you really think I went through all this trouble just to hand her back to you?Marko's jaw tightened. If you touch herLeonardo raised a hand, feigning offense.Relax. I'm not a monster. Yet.His expression darkened, eyes gleaming with something dangerous. But I do need something from you first.Marko's gut twisted. Of course, this wasn't just about luring him out it was about control. Leonardo had been trying to pull him into his game for years, and now he had the perfect leverage.What do you want?Marko asked, his voice rough.Leonardo leaned forward, his fingers drumming lazily against the desk. A job.Mar
Leonardo planned to use Maria as leverage. He kidnapped her, planning to use her as bait to lure Markham out into the open. He assumed that Markham would do whatever it took to save her, and that his affection for her would cloud his judgment and make him vulnerable. Leonardo believed that by holding Maria hostage, he could manipulate Markham into making a mistake and ultimately lead to his downfall. Leonardo sat back in the chair, a satisfied smile playing across his face. Everything was going according to plan. The girl was in their custody, and as far as they could tell, Markham hadn't shown up yet. But he wasn't worried. He knew Markham would come, eventually. He was not the type to let something like this go unpunished. It was just a matter of time before he came charging in, ready to do whatever it took to get her back. And when he did, he would find himself walking right into their trap. Leonardo reclined in his chair, sipping his whiskey. The room around him was dimly lit,
Fear gripped her like a vice as the man stepped into the room, grabbing her by the arm. She tried to pull away, but his grip was like a vise, and he dragged her out of the room before she could protest. The hallway was dimly lit, punctuated by the occasional bulb overhead, their harsh light casting menacing shadows on the concrete walls.She stumbled as the man hauled her down the corridor, the cold, hard floor under her feet sending chills up her spine. The air was heavy with the smell of concrete and smoke, adding to her growing sense of dread. As they made their way through the labyrinth of passageways, she caught glimpses of other rooms, some lit, others dark, but all seemed empty. She felt as if she was being led into the heart of darkness, and the thought only added to her terror.The man led her down a set of concrete stairs, her fear growing with every step. The darkness was more pronounced down here, the only light coming from a single bare bulb attached to the ceiling. The m
Her vision went dark as she felt a sudden sharp pain on the side of her head. The man had knocked her out. When she came around, she was in the back of a moving car, the soft rumbling of the engine and the passing streetlights outside the only thing she could see.Groggily, she tried to sit up, but her head was spinning and her body felt heavy. She realized she was bound at the wrists, a rough rope digging into her skin. The sight made fear and confusion swirl together in her mind. What was happening? Where was she being taken?The car continued to move, the world outside the window a blur of streetlights and buildings. She tried to keep track of the turns and landmarks, but her head was still fuzzy and disoriented. Every bump in the road sent a jolt of pain through her head. How long had she been unconscious? And where was she going?The drive seemed to go on for hours, the monotony broken only by the occasional stop at traffic lights. Every time the car came to a halt, Maria's heart