“Real G’s don't make a lot of noise; they just take care of business.” ~ UNKNOWNCHAPTER 90MELODY POV“I know you are awake.” A deep voice sounded not far from where I lay sprawled on the bed not far from the round meeting table in the private cubicle of the jet. I blinked twice, my body rigid on the bed and unmoving. The rustling sound followed before the bed dipped under the heavyweight, and I swallowed down the rising emotions before locking out everything that threatened to choke me. “Mel?” Dante intoned in a much gentler tone while placing a giant hand on my hip and giving my body a small shake. “What?” I snapped getting up into a sitting position before slapping his hand off me and then glaring daggers at him. It was in the dead of the night, and we were snoring above the clouds with the moon casting warm glows through the purple shades. As dark as it was, I could still make out the wolf tattoo that stretched on his chest right from his sternum down to his bottom ribs. It w
"A wise man once said.......... Nothing!" ~ UNKNOWNMELODY POV,Chaos!That was one word I could use to describe the situation in Helsinki. Nothing but chaos. The bombing took the biggest toll on our numbers in terms of... well? Everything! Yeah sure, the cars were the much simpler thing to recover, and we would have replaced the stock with some new things sooner if it weren't for Leonardo fucking us up from behind.But one thing we couldn't replace no matter how much money we threw at it was the lost lives. Those men and women who died in the explosion were family. And money doesn't buy you that kind of loyalty we found in them."Signora... It's good to see you" Laylah intoned as soon as I stepped out the back of the rented Hummer and onto the paved pathway that led to the entrance of the hotel."Laylah." I pulled her into a small hug before kissing her cheek lovingly, then started to walk towards the entrance."Your suite is ready. I had them bring up their best top 5 bottles to th
"As far as I can remember, I have always wanted to be a gangster." ~ RAY LIOTTAJORDAN POVThings were finally… I wouldn’t be brazen and say everything was on track to getting back to the way ey used to be. Some things were still so far from being back to normal, still so unacceptable and jarring whenever they crossed y mind. But in all honesty, things were no longer as they were the past few weeks. Ever since Mel left, and I found out about my stance in her life and that I am still a very much bigger part of her, things have been feeling a lot less heavy. And that was the best feeling of them all. It all felt like a breath of fresh air. And when I looked at Redeem, well, let’s say I was no longer consumed by the great amount of guilt that made me want to strangle myself and throw myself down the bridge of burning wires while looking at her little face. Her presence was slowly becoming a norm, and I was loving every single minute I spent being her dad. Something about the way she
"Be careful who you call your friends. I'd rather have four quarters than 100 pennies." ~ AL CAPONEJORDAN POV“And you are expecting us to believe all of that with any solid proof?" Lorenzo said mockingly while waving his hand around.“It could have been anyone. Literally anyone. And as much as your theory makes absolute sense, it’s all bullocks. He would never do any of that you said he did. Hell, he’s been hitting after Melody for his entire life. He would never do anything to hurt her.” Alexander added up with disdain, and the twins hummed their agreement. I ripped from my seat before undoing the button of my coat, then looked down at them for a minute longer while contemplating how I was going to show them everything I saw. “The very unfortunate thing about betrayal is that…” I paused to grab the remote from my desk and turned my back on them. “It never comes from your enemies or the people you hate the most,” I said while flicking the projector with a press of the button and wa
"There are three ways of doing things around here: the right way, the wrong way, and the way I do it."~ ROBERT DE NIROJORDAN POV“He looks....""A little too excited" Vernero finished the sentence for me when I couldn't find the right words to describe what I was seeing in front of me. We stood side by side watching as Xander lost his shit in front of the jets that were all fueled up and ready to fly us out of the States.After our little rodent decided to take his own life instead of giving us the info we wanted, we figured it was time we faced the whole thing head-on. Truth be told, we've been way too lenient with all the shit that's been going on that we gave fuckers some ideas that they could walk all over us without facing the consequences:And now it was payback time. What happened with Damir showed us how soft we have become and now it was time we rekindled that fear inside of them. "What's exciting about Moscow?" I spun on my heel to face my in-laws, and Enzo smirked knowing
“Sometimes I wonder if love is worth fighting for, and then I remembered your face and I'm ready for war.” ~ WIZ KHALIFAJORDAN POV. Legendary. Deadly. Godly Forbidding.Those were the only words that kicked in my mind when I first took in the sight of Moscow in all its unmatched glory. And I did understand what Enzo meant when he called it The Den.Fucking bright and welcoming during the day, Moscow sat right in the center of Moskov River, giving to the naked eye of a complacent world for many- old and young, rich and poor. It looked like a place where honey and milk reigned, a place where the scared could run to for help. But when the sun died and darkness claimed the land, it turned hauntingly formidable. The alleyways turned into the cradle of crime, and the cries for help could be heard from every corner on every street throughout the entire city. Because Moscow was the motherland of all the dark lords.And fuck, she was beautiful!We touched the ground right when the su
“There is no greater blessing than a family hand that lifts you from a fall; but there is no lower curse than a family hand that strikes you when you are down." ~ WES FESSLER MELODY POV The next hours crawled by at a snail's pace as I idly existed from moment to moment. The revelation alone and everything that has happened locked my mind in a trance of frigidness, and I didn't seem to understand what had happened and why the hell everything had happened.I groaned out loud, stirring in my not-so-comfortable and cramped position. My leg kicked something meaty and memories came flooding in my mind vigorously.~ FLASHBACKS~I felt the needles pricking every part of my skin as I sat down staring at Damir. And to think I used to know this man, used to trust him with everything that concerned my fathers and their legacy. Heck, I trusted Damir with my own life. Yes, I did have some different opinions about him, always questioning his way of dealing with things, and always butted heads with
"Do you see how you hurt me, baby? So I hurt you too. Then we both get so blue. I am on a lonely road, and I am travelling, looking for a key to set me free." ~ UNKNOWNMELODY POV With Jordan's muscled body pinning me against the bed, reality frizzled into smoke and fled out the window. Our skins glided against each other, wet and hot. The monsters inside each one of us synced perfectly with every thrust of his hips inside of me. My rapid breathing overshadowed his as desire took control of my body and mind. I felt him everywhere, on top of me; in front of me, above, behind me... Fuckin' everywhere. But the fullness of having him buried inside was unmatched. It was as though he was inside the air that I breathe, every single intake of breath was fused with his being and I just couldn't get enough. He was the flame, and I was the moth drawn to his spark no matter how badly it burned my wings. And I loved every single second of it."Mel...my wife..." he chanted in a hoarse voice befor