And we've come to the end of Greg and Kael's story🥳🎉🤭. Thanks for all the reads and support. I appreciate it. I also want to know what you all think? Did you like the story? Did it meet your expectations? The next and last story will be that of Bella and I really hope you enjoy it. Ruthiana.
BellaUgh, I couldn't believe I got caught after everything.The ship, the motels, the tunnels, and wearing the freaking hoodie I've been wearing everywhere I go.The police still caught me on entering the country."You have a right to a lawyer...." Blah blah, and blah, and all that, they said when they handcuffed me, and they threw me into this van.I sighed and tried to adjust my wrist in the handcuffs even though there was literally no space."Stop moving." The man beside me snapped and stared, and I scowled for a minute before averting my gaze from him.At least it was the police who had caught me, not them, so I was still better off."Get down."I did so with the help of the officer when we got to the FBI office, and they dragged me along till I was seated in an empty room with grey walls and a single table in the midst of it.I stared at the single window or mirror in the room, which I knew the officers were just staring at me from the other side, and I smiled."Let's get this o
Bella"Sì. E tu?" Yes. You? I asked as I remained in my position.She sat up and raised an eyebrow. "What do you think?"Oh great, she can speak English and seems pretty good at it too."I don't know. You tell me.""Smart." She said as she stood up to take a few steps towards me.I tried my best not to step back."Not making assumptions. It's a good approach to living in jail here and might just help you live longer than a week."I gasped and tried to stop her when she suddenly pulled the hair tie off my hair.My hair fell in a cascade around my shoulders. I should have gotten that haircut before all this."Thanks." She said as she pulled her hair up into a messy ponytail."Why would you do that?"She didn't reply as she went back to lying down and closing her eyes, and I scoffed.Okay, rude.I tried to access her again."You didn't answer my question, though."She didn't say anything again.I wondered what the answer might be.Her first time or second time.Or wait, she could have be
BellaThe following days were a repetition of the past few days.Wake up, shower, eat, mingle around the field, get bullied, work in the kitchen, do some homemade workout I learned, shower, eat, then sleep.I hardly had conversations with my cellmate since she was always to herself, and I rarely backed down for my bullies.I hated bullies, and I made sure to let them know.The next morning, though, went a different way because some bullies thought it wise to harass me while bathing.It happened suddenly.Hands groping me while I tried to clear the soap from my eyes and some grabbing my breast while at it."You bitches!"They held me and tried to take me to a corner where they could do God knows what until we all paused.One hand left me.Another.Then there were thuds around me.I wasn't sure what was going on as I had soap in my eyes, and I felt a stronger hand grab me after a minute.Water.Oh, thank God.Then I opened my eyes.It was my cellmate, and the other ladies in the bathroo
Quinn"Here are your things." An officer said as I moved towards the door, which would lead outside to the main gates, and I collected the wallet and phone right before stepping out.Ah, finally.I'm out.After two years.It had been a long time, but it had definitely helped me reflect on a lot of things.Like how to make fewer mistakes.I couldn't believe it was just a scratch that got me here.But I had gotten a mission within, so...I packed my hair into a messy ponytail and sighed when I checked the time on my phone.I have just about thirty minutes.That wasn't a lot of time, so...I got to work.Setting the bait, then getting into the car that had been parked for me a few miles away from the prison gates, and I waited.One minute.Five minutes.Ring ring.Ring ring.The alarm I had set on my phone started to ring after exactly ten minutes, and I sat up in the driver's seat once I turned it off.Hmm, they should be here any moment from now.I took the .45 caliber semi-automatic p
BellaMy cellmate—or should I say my former cellmate—was still towering over me when I moved to slip the arms of the jumpsuit off, and I sighed, "Can you move back or something?" You're crowding my space."She did move back, but her eyes remained trained on me.Okay, this was awkward.I know she had basically seen me naked before—thanks to the fact that we were both in prison—but now we were out of it, and it felt like she was a pervert watching me blatantly.Maybe she is a pervert.I gave myself a little privacy by turning to the side, away from her gaze, and slipped on the top and pants she had handed me about a minute later."So who sent you?"She stood up from the wall she had been leaning against and picked up the jumpsuit. "You'll see.""You'll see?!"This vague way of responding was starting to get on my nerves."So you're saying the person is coming here?""Correct.""And why should I stick around till then?""Because you have nowhere to go anyway. You're literally a fugitive.
Quinn I sighed when the door closed behind her. What had I been expecting, really? For her to just sit down and not do anything. I stood up from the bed and retied my hair into a ponytail before grabbing my gun and tucking it in my pants. A flashlight and a knife later, I made my way out of the cabin. It was obvious where she followed. The trail. It was where I had passed to get here and the only way out anyway, but there were a lot of obstacles along the way that I just knew she was going to face. A mine. A bear trap. And a net. Hopefully, she doesn't explode before she meets Jose. At least I would have tried my best. Ah, it was the net. I thought when I heard the yelp and whimper that followed it. Ah... They never learn. Her eyes went wide and wary when I pointed the flashlight up at her, and the fear slowly crept into them. I could see it since she was in the light and I, in the dark. "W-who are you?" "Avresti dovuto capire che qualcosa non an
BellaGod, it couldn't get more embarrassing than this.First, the net in the woods, and now the fucking bathroom in the house.Ugh!And the fact that she was helping me change now.I wanted to bury myself under the ground.Ding ding.We both paused and glanced at each other when a phone sounded around her.She took it out of her pocket."What is it?" She glanced up from the screen of the burner phone, then stood up."He's here."He?"Who?""The person you'll have to decide if you're happy to see or not."Okay, what did that mean?I sat up properly on the bed and tried to put both legs on the floor.The pain from the twisted leg made me wince.I didn't even have a chance of escaping now, even if they did end up being the bad guys, so I might as well accept my fate.My captor headed to the window and stared outside for a bit before turning back to me."Stay here; I'll be right back."She opened the door, "And I mean it when I say stay here. You might end up blowing yourself up if you d
Quinn Three months later,The plane came to a stop in New York exactly twelve hours after I boarded it from our private airstrip in Sicily, and I got out of the plane with one of our agents when we got the go-ahead from the pilot to stand up.I headed straight for the car that was waiting for us a few feet away from the plane with the doors open.He started the engine once we both got in and drove away."Is everyone in position?""Yes ma'am." I took out my tab to view some critical information."And the location?""Secure. Target hasn't arrived yet."It was another agent from the parameter that replied through the devices in our ears.I pulled back my sleeve to check the time only to realize that both of us were actually late.I had said 7 pm, but it was already five minutes past.At least I had a reason; I wondered what his would be."Target has arrived." I heard an agent say a few minutes before we arrived at our location, and the guy with me, Lucas, came over to my side to help me
BellaThe guilt for the next few days kept killing me as Matteo and Quinn arranged the ceremony week for his burial, and I tried to get past it to function in some way.The visitors kept pouring in after that.The associates and intimate clients of the business. The family and friends that I didn't quite know about and my grandparents, who had made it known that they had a grudge against him, even though they denied that. Then there were my friends and Adrian.I collapsed into Lyra's arms when she pulled me in for a hug."I'm so sorry, dear."Greg did the same, patting my back like he did sometimes and I did my best not to start crying again.Yes, I had known him for such a short time, but that time had impacted me so much; it felt like I had known him forever.I pulled away from their hugs and sniffed when they had squeezed me long and hard enough.They led me to my room upstairs."It just happened, you know." I still couldn't believe it.There hadn't been any warning. No sign that h
BellaThe first place we stopped at was Teatro Massimo, an opera house in Palermo that holds performances every once in a while.It had this huge historical structure that stretched over a space of land with pillars and statues that accentuated its history.I handed over the ticket Elisabetta had given me after that awkward silence to the officer that checked it.He checked Giovanni and Elisabetta's tickets too and let us through after that.She beamed for the first time after that conversation, "I'm so happy that we get to view a performance today. Your mom used to love these things."I pondered that statement.According to what Jose had told me about my mom, this felt very different from what she might have liked.We sat down at the front row seats, settling in just in time before the first performance started, and clapped with everyone when the lady finished.I wouldn't say it was bad or uninteresting; I actually felt myself getting interested as more performers came on stage to pr
BellaIt wasn't until the sun shone brightly on my face the next morning that I woke up, and I first got startled at how close Quinn was on the bed to me before remembering everything that had happened last night.Her story of how she had met Jose, then the kiss.I raised my hand to my lips slowly as if in remembrance of how hot the kiss had been and closed my eyes without thinking when she tossed slightly on the bed.Fuck.Why did I close my eyes?It's not like I had done anything wrong or was checking her out. I had just been...Totally checking her out.I paused the thoughts in my head when I heard nothing a second later. The bed was perfectly still too, and there was no sound from Quinn at all.Is she still asleep?I popped open to check that out and saw her staring at me, wide eyes open with a smile on her face."Did you really think I wouldn't notice you checking me out?"I stuttered, trying to get a hold of a sentence that wouldn't totally give me away.She pulled me back onto
Quinn I made my way to Jose's room straight when I got back to the house to find him still in the vegetative state I left him in while Riley took a nap beside him.Her body was bent at an abnormal angle as she must have tried to rest her head on the bed while still holding his hand, but at least she was fast asleep.I took a step further into the room and stared at both of them for a while.Well, Riley, to be honest.She just looked so... Stunning and peaceful, she looked right now with the moon shining across her features through the window outside.She moved her head slightly when I bent down beside her to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear.She didn't wake up, though, thankfully, or I would have had to explain why I was so close to her face, staring into her eyes.I sighed and moved back, going to Jose's side to kiss his forehead, and I came back to his daughter's side to carry her up, bridal style, to her room.She immediately turned and gasped when she woke up in my arms."Ril
Quinn We got out of the car when we got to the entrance of Adrian's beautiful home, Gary handing the car key over to one of the valets that was outside the house, and they led us inside to a similar ballroom to that where Jose had held the handover for the function.It was slightly bigger, though, and had this large hanging tool—I'm guessing they use it to dangle traitors from the ceiling—but Juan wasn't there, so I had my doubts.I collected the glass of champagne that Gary passed to me from a waitress when we were fully in and took a sip of the place."Everyone is here. Even the fucking prime minister." I glanced around in the direction Gary signaled me in after a moment."Quinn..."We both turned surprised when a lady came to meet us.She shook my hand, "Flora Moretti. I saw you at the handover party."Right.I nodded, bending my head slightly to place a kiss on her palm.Gary was nowhere to be seen by the time I looked up."Nice to meet you properly.""Yeah. Word on the street sa
Quinn The doctor called me to the side the next day after checking Jose and made sure he was out of harm's way for now, and he sat opposite me in one of the private living rooms once we were alone."The treatments aren't doing much anymore. It's likely he might deteriorate badly once he wakes up.""How badly are we speaking of?""Memory loss. Leg and hand function. It's a miracle that all these haven't happened before."I felt my heart sink.He had said that before and anticipated this, but I still wasn't ready."Now, you can only stay by his side till the last day he takes his breath. I'm sorry."I shook my head, staring at nothing as he left, and I went back to his room, where he was in with Riley, after a few more minutes."What did the doctor say?"I didn't answer for a minute, pondering if I should break it all to her, but she already knew he was on his deathbed; I might as well tell her about the memory loss to prepare her for when it actually happens."He has deteriorated badl
Bella"So you were in the foster system, right?"I nodded at Elisabetta's question, grabbing a drink from the variety on the table to pour, and I shook my head at the maid that moved forward to help me pour it."It's okay. I can manage that myself."She nodded and moved back."How was it?"I pondered if I should tell them the truth or just let it all out, "Okay, but..."I felt Lyra and Greg's stares on me.They in fact knew how not-okay the system was to me."...abusive." I later completed my sentence, ignoring their stares."They abused you?"I glanced up startled when Elisabetta raised her voice."I mean, it happens to almost every child, except you're lucky. I've been known to not have such great luck, but it all turned out well. I took control of my life once I was eighteen and ended up going to college, where I met these two."They relaxed in their seats.Phew!You would think they were about to go murder every foster parent that ever raised their hands at me as a kid with the wa
BellaI popped my head into Jose's study two days later after the handover to see him huddled over his desk with Quinn.She averted her gaze when I stepped in properly."Riley..."I put on a smile that hid my awkwardness and nervousness around Quinn."I'm headed to Giovanni and Elisabetta's house now. Just wanted to inform you in case you would like to join us.""Nah..." He smiled, "...they wouldn't want to have me there anyway."Right, he had mentioned their beef with him because they blamed him for their daughter's death.I nodded and headed towards the door again, "Okay then. I'll be on my way.""Sure. Send my greetings to them.""Bye."I couldn't get out of there fast enough after that and sighed in my seat beside Lyra and Greg when we got into our car.It was a limo my parents had sent us."What is it?""Nothing." I replied immediately, grabbing a bottle of champagne from the minibar there, and I poured each of us a glass.Might as well get the dinner started before we got there.