Mia's POV The heavy door slammed shut behind me, the echo reverberating through the small, cool prison I'd been locked in. My heart pounded as I sank onto the bare floor, trying to process what just happened. That bastard's words haunted me, cutting deeper than I cared to admit. "Enjoy your stay." How could he think I want to betray him? After everything I'd endured—everything I'd sacrificed for him.My hands trembled as I hugged my knees to my chest. Sabina, my wolf, stirred restlessly within me, her growls filling my mind."He's our mate," she hissed. I gritted my teeth, shoving her aside. "Some mate," I muttered bitterly. "He doesn't even trust me." Sabina's anger simmered, but she fell silent.The room was suffocatingly quiet. The only sound was my own ragged breathing. I couldn’t stop replaying the way Jasper had looked at me—cold, calculating, as though I were nothing more than a problem to be solved.And Jayden. I snapped my head, towards his holding cell, and watched as h
The tension in the air was thick, the night shrouded in an eerie silence broken only by the distant sounds of rustling leaves. The man pinning me down paused at the sound of the voice, his grip loosening just enough for me to breathe."Mia," the voice called again, closer and I recognized the person immediately— it was Elise.Relief and confusion flooded within me. Elise! Why was she here?Before the men could fully process what was happening, Elise stepped into view, emerging from the shadows. She was dressed in a strange, form-fitting outfit —a stark contrast to the modest maid uniforms she usually wore at the mansion. Her eyes were sharp, scanning the situation with a calm, yet deadly focus.One of the men scoff. "What is this? Another plaything? Get lost, sweetheart, before you get hurt."The other chuckled, moving toward her with a menacing grin. "You're pretty, too. Maybe we'll have some fun with you after we're done with her.""No. You, pigs, should get lost," she replied, her
Jasper's POV I leaned against the desk, fingers drumming against the polished wood. "Jayden," I muttered under my breath. That fool. His loyalty to Mia was going to get him killed, and yet... I couldn't entirely blame him. Was it love? It had to be. It baffled me—Jayden, who I’d never seen so much as glance at a woman, was now willing to risk everything for Mia.Mia with her captivating beauty and fierce spirit could easily draw any man in. But why would he be so reckless? Why her? The same woman it seems I'm attracted to?After his little stunt to help her escape, I had no choice but to punish him. The men had tortured him, but he said nothing—no excuses, no confession, just silence.Jayden and I had roamed the streets of Las Vegas together. He had always been loyal, unwavering in his commitment to me. But now? With Mia, he was a different man, ready to throw himself under the knife for her.I can’t trust him anymore.If he refuses to confess, I’ll do this my way.And my way? My wa
Mia's POV The moment the guards dragged me into the underground room, my body stiffened. The dim light casting eerie shadows over the walls, but it was the metallic scents of blood and the glint of torturing tools that sent a shiver down my spine.This was it. Exactly where jasper wanted me to be—in a place where he tortured criminals. In a nutshell, I had also become a criminal for a crime I know nothing about.My breathing became more uneven as I scanned the room, taking in, the sight of sharp blades, the leather straps, and the rusted chains hanging from the ceiling. My pulse pounded in my ears. Was this it? Was this how it ended for me? So....I really won't see my mother again? Tears streamed down my face as I imagined the pain, the torture I'd go through before finally passing on.I wasn't really scared of death. The method is what I'm scared of. And I never wanted to live too long—just until seventy, and then I decide if I want to live more."God please," I muttered, desperatio
Jasper's POV She was supposed to be guilty.Mia.I had brought her to the underground room to break her, to make her confess —not to find out that I had been wrong all along. I had wanted to see the fear in her eyes, to hear her beg for mercy. Instead, I had seen something else — betrayal.The moment, my men showed me the footage —the undeniable proof of her innocence, something in me shifted.Regret?No.Regret was too weak a word for what I felt. The air in the underground was thick when I walked in. Her eyes boring into mine as she didn't cower, instead she stood her ground.She was beautiful when she fought.She was intoxicating when she was angry.Her scent wrapped around me like a drug and without thinking, I crashed my lips against her. Soft. Warm. Mine.I kissed her like I was proving something—to myself, to her, to the fucking world. That she belonged to me.That I would never let her go.But when reality crashed on us as I pulled away from the kiss. Her words and angry e
Jasper's POV "My father ? He's been found." I whispered, anger simmering inside me. "Where?""Holloway lane," Dan replied. "Get the men ready," I ordered, my voice sharp. "We move now.""Yes, boss," Dan replied before disappearing down the hallway.I looked back at Mia, surprise flickered on her face as our gaze met. Did she know about my father?I clenched my jaw and forced myself to turn away. I knew Mia was watching me, her gaze burning into my back, but I couldn’t afford to stop. Not now. Not when my past had suddenly resurfaced like a ghost clawing its way out of the grave.Because if my father was really out there… then I had bigger problems to deal with.The drive to the bar was silent, the air thick with tension. My fingers drummed against my thigh as I replayed the guard’s words in my head. We found something.Not someone. Something.My father was dead. I had made sure of it.Or I thought I had.The bar reeked of cheap alcohol and stale sweet. The kind of place where secre
Mia's POV The moment Jasper's lips touched mine, I forgot to breathe.It wasn't suppose to happen. Not again.I had come here to check on him, to make sure he was okay. I had told myself I wouldn’t get involved, that I would keep my distance. But seeing him like that—vulnerable, raw, broken—it did something to me.I should have stopped. I should have pulled away.But I didn't.Because for the first time since I met Jasper Blackwood, he wasn’t the untouchable mafia boss. He wasn’t the cold, ruthless man everyone feared. He was just… a man. A man drowning in regret, pain, and loneliness. And for some reason, I wanted to be the one to pull him out.My hands curled into his shirt as his hand traced up my arm, sending shivers down my spine. I should have pulled away, reminded myself of who he was, reminded myself that this was reckless and I shouldn't regret it like the last time. But I wasn't thinking. I was feeling.Jasper deepened the kiss, his arms slung around my waist as if he neede
Mia's POV The moment Jasper's lips touched mine, I forgot to breathe.It wasn't suppose to happen. Not again.I had come here to check on him, to make sure he was okay. I had told myself I wouldn’t get involved, that I would keep my distance. But seeing him like that—vulnerable, raw, broken—it did something to me.I should have stopped. I should have pulled away.But I didn't.Because for the first time since I met Jasper Blackwood, he wasn’t the untouchable mafia boss. He wasn’t the cold, ruthless man everyone feared. He was just… a man. A man drowning in regret, pain, and loneliness. And for some reason, I wanted to be the one to pull him out.My hands curled into his shirt as his hand traced up my arm, sending shivers down my spine. I should have pulled away, reminded myself of who he was, reminded myself that this was reckless and I shouldn't regret it like the last time. But I wasn't thinking. I was feeling.Jasper deepened the kiss, his arms slung around my waist as if he neede
Mia's POV Elise glanced around, her body tense. "We don’t have much time. Jasper’s getting closer."The man chuckled, stepping forward slightly, revealing a faint outline of a scar along his jaw. "Relax, everything is going according to plan. We just need more information. And make sure he doesn't suspect anything."Elise shook her head. "I will. But Mia—she’s getting too close."I stiffened. My pulse thundered in my ears.The man hummed, considering. "Then take care of her before she becomes a problem.""Take care of me?" My breath caught.Elise hesistated, and then nodded. "I will."I needed to leave. Now. My heart pounded as I took a step back, but my foot landed on a loose rock. It scrapped against the pavement. Elise head snapped in my direction. "Someone is here."The man cursed, instantly reaching for something —maybe a gun at his wrist.Shit.I turned and ran."Elise," the man barked, but I was already moving, sprinting back towards the estate. Footsteps pounded behind me.
Mia's POV The moment Jasper's lips touched mine, I forgot to breathe.It wasn't suppose to happen. Not again.I had come here to check on him, to make sure he was okay. I had told myself I wouldn’t get involved, that I would keep my distance. But seeing him like that—vulnerable, raw, broken—it did something to me.I should have stopped. I should have pulled away.But I didn't.Because for the first time since I met Jasper Blackwood, he wasn’t the untouchable mafia boss. He wasn’t the cold, ruthless man everyone feared. He was just… a man. A man drowning in regret, pain, and loneliness. And for some reason, I wanted to be the one to pull him out.My hands curled into his shirt as his hand traced up my arm, sending shivers down my spine. I should have pulled away, reminded myself of who he was, reminded myself that this was reckless and I shouldn't regret it like the last time. But I wasn't thinking. I was feeling.Jasper deepened the kiss, his arms slung around my waist as if he neede
Mia's POV The moment Jasper's lips touched mine, I forgot to breathe.It wasn't suppose to happen. Not again.I had come here to check on him, to make sure he was okay. I had told myself I wouldn’t get involved, that I would keep my distance. But seeing him like that—vulnerable, raw, broken—it did something to me.I should have stopped. I should have pulled away.But I didn't.Because for the first time since I met Jasper Blackwood, he wasn’t the untouchable mafia boss. He wasn’t the cold, ruthless man everyone feared. He was just… a man. A man drowning in regret, pain, and loneliness. And for some reason, I wanted to be the one to pull him out.My hands curled into his shirt as his hand traced up my arm, sending shivers down my spine. I should have pulled away, reminded myself of who he was, reminded myself that this was reckless and I shouldn't regret it like the last time. But I wasn't thinking. I was feeling.Jasper deepened the kiss, his arms slung around my waist as if he neede
Jasper's POV "My father ? He's been found." I whispered, anger simmering inside me. "Where?""Holloway lane," Dan replied. "Get the men ready," I ordered, my voice sharp. "We move now.""Yes, boss," Dan replied before disappearing down the hallway.I looked back at Mia, surprise flickered on her face as our gaze met. Did she know about my father?I clenched my jaw and forced myself to turn away. I knew Mia was watching me, her gaze burning into my back, but I couldn’t afford to stop. Not now. Not when my past had suddenly resurfaced like a ghost clawing its way out of the grave.Because if my father was really out there… then I had bigger problems to deal with.The drive to the bar was silent, the air thick with tension. My fingers drummed against my thigh as I replayed the guard’s words in my head. We found something.Not someone. Something.My father was dead. I had made sure of it.Or I thought I had.The bar reeked of cheap alcohol and stale sweet. The kind of place where secre
Jasper's POV She was supposed to be guilty.Mia.I had brought her to the underground room to break her, to make her confess —not to find out that I had been wrong all along. I had wanted to see the fear in her eyes, to hear her beg for mercy. Instead, I had seen something else — betrayal.The moment, my men showed me the footage —the undeniable proof of her innocence, something in me shifted.Regret?No.Regret was too weak a word for what I felt. The air in the underground was thick when I walked in. Her eyes boring into mine as she didn't cower, instead she stood her ground.She was beautiful when she fought.She was intoxicating when she was angry.Her scent wrapped around me like a drug and without thinking, I crashed my lips against her. Soft. Warm. Mine.I kissed her like I was proving something—to myself, to her, to the fucking world. That she belonged to me.That I would never let her go.But when reality crashed on us as I pulled away from the kiss. Her words and angry e
Mia's POV The moment the guards dragged me into the underground room, my body stiffened. The dim light casting eerie shadows over the walls, but it was the metallic scents of blood and the glint of torturing tools that sent a shiver down my spine.This was it. Exactly where jasper wanted me to be—in a place where he tortured criminals. In a nutshell, I had also become a criminal for a crime I know nothing about.My breathing became more uneven as I scanned the room, taking in, the sight of sharp blades, the leather straps, and the rusted chains hanging from the ceiling. My pulse pounded in my ears. Was this it? Was this how it ended for me? So....I really won't see my mother again? Tears streamed down my face as I imagined the pain, the torture I'd go through before finally passing on.I wasn't really scared of death. The method is what I'm scared of. And I never wanted to live too long—just until seventy, and then I decide if I want to live more."God please," I muttered, desperatio
Jasper's POV I leaned against the desk, fingers drumming against the polished wood. "Jayden," I muttered under my breath. That fool. His loyalty to Mia was going to get him killed, and yet... I couldn't entirely blame him. Was it love? It had to be. It baffled me—Jayden, who I’d never seen so much as glance at a woman, was now willing to risk everything for Mia.Mia with her captivating beauty and fierce spirit could easily draw any man in. But why would he be so reckless? Why her? The same woman it seems I'm attracted to?After his little stunt to help her escape, I had no choice but to punish him. The men had tortured him, but he said nothing—no excuses, no confession, just silence.Jayden and I had roamed the streets of Las Vegas together. He had always been loyal, unwavering in his commitment to me. But now? With Mia, he was a different man, ready to throw himself under the knife for her.I can’t trust him anymore.If he refuses to confess, I’ll do this my way.And my way? My wa
The tension in the air was thick, the night shrouded in an eerie silence broken only by the distant sounds of rustling leaves. The man pinning me down paused at the sound of the voice, his grip loosening just enough for me to breathe."Mia," the voice called again, closer and I recognized the person immediately— it was Elise.Relief and confusion flooded within me. Elise! Why was she here?Before the men could fully process what was happening, Elise stepped into view, emerging from the shadows. She was dressed in a strange, form-fitting outfit —a stark contrast to the modest maid uniforms she usually wore at the mansion. Her eyes were sharp, scanning the situation with a calm, yet deadly focus.One of the men scoff. "What is this? Another plaything? Get lost, sweetheart, before you get hurt."The other chuckled, moving toward her with a menacing grin. "You're pretty, too. Maybe we'll have some fun with you after we're done with her.""No. You, pigs, should get lost," she replied, her
Mia's POV The heavy door slammed shut behind me, the echo reverberating through the small, cool prison I'd been locked in. My heart pounded as I sank onto the bare floor, trying to process what just happened. That bastard's words haunted me, cutting deeper than I cared to admit. "Enjoy your stay." How could he think I want to betray him? After everything I'd endured—everything I'd sacrificed for him.My hands trembled as I hugged my knees to my chest. Sabina, my wolf, stirred restlessly within me, her growls filling my mind."He's our mate," she hissed. I gritted my teeth, shoving her aside. "Some mate," I muttered bitterly. "He doesn't even trust me." Sabina's anger simmered, but she fell silent.The room was suffocatingly quiet. The only sound was my own ragged breathing. I couldn’t stop replaying the way Jasper had looked at me—cold, calculating, as though I were nothing more than a problem to be solved.And Jayden. I snapped my head, towards his holding cell, and watched as h