"What the hell is going on here?" I demanded, my voice trembling slightly as I took in the scene before me. "Put the guns down, both of you! Now!""Stay out of this, Emily." Talia's says looking at me menacingly.“This is none of your business, so go take your seat like a good little girl."Her condescending tone struck a nerve and White hot fury blazed through me. “Shut the fuck up”, I spat vehemently at Talia, she was clearly taken aback, as shock was written all over her face. I turn to the man holding Giovanni at gunpoint. “Drop your weapon right now!" He doesn't budge and continues staring at me blankly. Annoyed, I look at Russo, who had a nonchalant look on his face despite being held at Gunpoint too. "Call off your dogs, Russo!" I tell him. He casually raised his hand. "I would do so gladly, Emily. If my nephew would be kind enough to drop his weapon."I flicked my desperate gaze to Giovanni, silently pleading with him not to push this further. After a beat of taut silence,
Somehow I found myself hoping, just maybe it was my mother calling. The voice that came through could have frozen my blood in my veins. Cool, distorted, and profoundly disembodied...almost metallic sounding."Soon we will meet in Las Vegas, my dear sweet Emily" the eerie, genderless voice said before the call abruptly ended.I didn't even know when the phone slipped from my trembling hands until Giovanni's calloused palm cupped my cheek, gently urging me to meet his concerned eyes. I tried to speak but it came out in a jumbled torrent of words. "That...that was not my m-mother," I stammered out shakily.They said..." I swallowed hard, trying to compose myself. "They said we'd meet in Las Vegas soon. It's the Sigerna." Giovanni's brow furrowed deeply at what I had just said. He muttered somethin under his breath, his jaw tensing but I didn't hear what he had said. I remembered the strange man from upstairs in Russo’s house and what he had said. "The man from dinner tonight… the one
After watching Giovanni's car speed away from Anastasia's estate, I took a deep breath and drove my car into the estate. The same butler from before opened the door at my knock. "Ah, Mrs. D'Errico," he greeted with a courtly nod. "The mistress was just about to depart.""I'll wait for her return," I stated, leaving no room for argument as I swept past him into the marble foyer."There's no need." A familiar feminine voice rang out from the curved staircase. I looked up to see Anastasia descending the steps, she was certainly dressed like she was going somewhere. Wearing a….she looked like a model."You'll get your chance to see me now," she continued with a sly smile. "Since you've come all this way uninvited.""Why was my husband here?" I asked without hesitation.Anastasia let out a rich peal of laughter that raised that grated my nerves “ Did you follow Giovanni here? Does he know you're here?” She asks, as she raises her two eyebrows in glee I clenched my jaw and say in irritati
"I want to contact the Sigerna," I stated firmly. "Find out who their leader is and what they really want from me."Anastasia's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Are you mad, girl? Now why would you want to get yourself involved with them” She says and I had a feeling she was more concerned about herself than me. I shook my head adamantly. "That's exactly why I need to confront them directly. Learn who is truly pulling the strings.You said they had a leader but you don't know who right? Help me find out. I just need more information."She appraised me with those too-keen eyes before finally speaking in measured tones. "My sources have insight into various criminal outfits, but the head of Sigerna lives in anonymity - a complete enigma. Not even my sources have been able to dig up information on their leader."I felt a bit disappointed by what she said but I wouldn't be discouraged so easily. I remembered Johan Akselsen. "There was a man I encountered...Johan Akselsen. He said something
"I should get going," I say to Anastasia abruptly, needing to escape the already suffocating room. "But I'll be in touch soon about...Las Vegas."She studied me with those unsettlingly astute eyes, as if seeing straight through my flimsy attempts at composure, before giving a curt nod "Be careful out there, Emily." I offered no response, simply turning on my heel and walking out the mansion to my car. Once behind the tinted windows, I exhaled a shuddering breath and fumbled for my phone. With trembling fingers, I reconnected the call to Mark."Emily? Are you alright?" His concern was palpable even through the tinny speaker."I...I'm fine. What's the situation? How bad is the damage? I knew things like this were very serious and could possibly damage rivera’s shipping reputation. What had Donatella done."A weighted pause before he responded. "I've already informed Giovanni, and the livestream was cut, but...millions had tuned in by that point.This isn't going away quietly." He says.
I stared at Giovanni intently, trying to read his expression. “Are you serious?”I asked cautiously. “Yes” He said. I couldn't believe my ears, the company was finally fully mine. Giovanni wouldn't have his reigns over it anymore. I had dreamed of this moment but now that's it's finally here, I didn't feel so thrilled. He met my gaze steadily. "You're also not going to Las Vegas with me, Emily."I felt my temper flare. "You don't get to tell me what I can and can't do. I'm going, and you're not going to stop me." I crossed my arms defiantly.Giovanni studied me for a moment, his brow furrowing slightly. "Is something wrong, tesoro? You seem...tense."I let out a harsh laugh. "Oh, besides my uncle trying to jeopardize my entire company on a livestream, everything is just peachy," I said sarcastically. "About that..." Giovanni began slowly. "Donatella has been arrested. The livestream situation has been taken care of."I blinked in surprise. "Oh. Alright then." My uncle's antics were
After the disastrous interview, I knew I needed to get back to the office and address my employees. I couldn't have rumors and hearsay tarnishing their view of me as their CEO. The next day, as soon as I arrived at the company, I called for an all-staff meeting in the main conference room. One by one, my employees filed in, their expressions ranging from curious to concerned. I took a deep breath as I stood at the front of the room. "Thank you all for coming on such short notice," I began. "I'm sure the recent incident with my uncle has raised a lot of questions and concerns. I want to reintroduce myself as your CEO and assure you that nothing my uncle said on that livestream should be given any merit." I paused, making eye contact with as many people as I could. "My uncle has struggled with mental health issues for years. His allegations about me and this company were baseless and delusional. I am still fully in charge here, and it is business as usual moving forward. Does
Luigi turned his full attention to me with a predatory gaze. "Well, well...look at you. So brave, so fierce." He rose from the sofa, slowly circling me like a shark. "You should leave that idiot D'errico behind. A woman like you deserves a real man at her side."I smiled stiffly at him, as he openly leered at me. "I barely know you and you wouldn't want someone like me, you barely know me”.He chuckled darkly. "Oh, but I know all about you, Emily Rivera - heiress to the Rivera empire. Your father's one of the richest, most powerful men in the world. He had dealings with us in the past too." His eyes raked over me greedily. "Just imagine what we could build together..."I recoiled slightly at the mention of my Father ”That was my father, now he's dead. I'm the owner of the company now and I'll do with it as I wish”."My father's holdings stretch from Las Vegas to Macau - hotels, casinos, racetracks, you name it. One day, it will all be mine to rule over. Just think of the power, the we
I stood in the abandoned warehouse, my heart pounding. The plan was simple: I'd act as bait to lure Primo here. Then, our team would capture him. But something felt off. "Are you ready, Emily?" Giovanni asked, squeezing my hand. I nodded, trying to look braver than I felt. "As ready as I'll ever be." As Giovanni and the others hid, I heard a car approach. This was it. Primo entered, his cold eyes scanning the room before landing on me. "Well, well," he smirked. "Little Emily, all alone." I took a deep breath. "I want to make a deal, Primo. The gem for my family's safety." He laughed, a chilling sound that made my skin crawl. "Oh, Emily. You're in no position to make deals." Suddenly, smoke filled the room. I heard shouts and gunfire. This wasn't part of the plan! Through the chaos, I felt someone grab me from behind. "Sorry, cousin," a woman's voice whispered in my ear. "But I need you more than they do." As the smoke cleared, I found myself face to face with a woman
Suddenly, a very loud explosion shook the car and it wobbled violently, tires screeching against the ground. Before I could process what was happening, the door beside me was violently opened, and a familiar face appeared."Hadid!" I gasped in disbelief."Come on, Emily! We need to move!" she shouted, grabbing my arm and pulling me from the car. This would be the second time Hadid would hijack me from a situation it seemed.Gunfire erupted around us as we ran towards a waiting motorcycle. I glanced back to see Primo and his men stumbling from the damaged vehicle, their faces contorted with rage.Hadid revved the engine as I clung to her waist. We sped off into the night, leaving the chaos behind us."Where are we going?" I yelled over the wind."Somewhere safe," Hadid replied. "Hold on tight!"We maneuvered through traffic at an alarming speed, my heart pounding in my chest. After what felt like hours, we finally slowed, pulling into a dark, quiet alleyway.Hadid killed the engine and
As the guards began to drag me away, a desperate idea struck me. "Wait!" I shouted, my voice cracking with fear. "I... I know something about the gem!"The guards paused, and I felt all eyes in the room turn to me. Primo raised an eyebrow, a flicker of interest crossing his otherwise emotionless face."Bring her back," he ordered.I was roughly shoved back into the chair, my heart pounding so hard I thought it might burst from my chest. I had no idea what I was going to say, but I knew I had to buy time."Well?" Primo leaned forward, his eyes boring into mine. "What do you know?"I took a deep breath, my mind racing. "The... the gem. Giovanni told me it was hidden in a place where the sun meets the sea."Primo's eyes narrowed. "Go on.""He said it was in a lighthouse," I continued, the lie growing as I spoke. "On the coast of Maine. A red and white striped lighthouse, with a secret compartment in the lantern room."For a moment, there was silence in the room. Then Primo turned to one
Desperation and fear clawed at my throat as I looked around the room. These men, with their cold eyes and cruel smiles, terrified me. But I had to know."Please," I begged, my voice trembling, "what do you know about my mother? Where is she?"Their laughter hit me like a physical blow. It was cruel, mocking, and devoid of any real humor.Before I could say anything else, the door burst open. A group of armed men stormed in, their weapons at the ready. Two of them grabbed me, their grip painfully tight on my arms. I struggled against them, but it was useless.The blonde man, who had been watching me with those emotionless eyes, finally spoke. His voice was calm, almost conversational, which somehow made it even more chilling."Allow me to introduce myself," he said. "I am Primo Belluci."He paused, as if expecting a reaction. But the name meant nothing to me. I just stared at him, confused and scared.Primo scoffed, shaking his head. "My, my. You really are an ignorant little thing, ar
The person stepped closer, a strange smile playing on their lips. "Hello, Emily."As my eyes adjusted to the dim light, I felt my heart drop. It was Salvatore, Giovanni's half-brother. My mind reeled, trying to make sense of his presence here."Salvatore?" I croaked, my throat dry from fear and dehydration. "What's going on? Why are you here?"His smile widened, but it didn't reach his eyes. "Oh, Emily. You played right into our trap. It was almost too easy."I shook my head, confusion mingling with terror. "Trap? What are you talking about? Where's Hadid?"Salvatore laughed, a cold, mirthless sound that sent chills down my spine. "Hadid? She was just a pawn, my dear. A means to an end. And that end was bringing you here.""What?" I gasped, struggling against my bonds. "No, that can't be true. Hadid wouldn't... Where is she? What have you done with her?"His face hardened, all traces of amusement gone. "Shut up," he snapped, "or you'll regret it."Before I could say another word, he p
I jolted awake in the middle of the night, my heart racing. I suddenly hear a sound, barely audible but out of place in the quiet safehouse. Straining my ears, I caught muffled voices from downstairs.I moved stealthily towards the door, my feet silent on the cold floor. As I reached for the handle, a thought struck me - what if it was Hadid, finally returned?But when I tried to open the door, I found it locked. Panic began to rise in my chest. Why would they lock me in?"Hello?" I called out, my voice trembling slightly. "Is anyone there? Is Hadid back?” After a moment, I heard footsteps approaching. The lock clicked, and the door swung open. But instead of the friendly faces of Sarah and Maria, I was met with the barrels of two handguns pointed directly at me.I stumbled back, my mouth dry with fear. "W-what's going on?"Sarah's usually kind face was now hard and cold. "Get back inside, Emily. Now.""But... I don't understand," I stammered. "Where's Hadid? What's happening?"Maria
"What?! Is he alright? Please tell me he's alright. Where is he now? Who shot at him?" The questions poured out in a rush."I don't know all the details," Hadid said, tiredly. "I think it happened at the Oasis. He was also there at the brothel, Marcus must have led all of them there."I threw off the covers and got down from the bed "We have to go see him. Now. Where is he?"Hadid placed a gentle hand on my arm. "Emily, I don't think that's a good idea. It's not safe out there. You should try to get some more sleep."I shook my head roughly "No, you don't understand. I can't wait. I need to see my husband.”Her eyes widened in surprise."Please," I begged, ignoring her surprise.Hadid sighed, running a hand through her hair. "Emily, I'm sorry, but I don't think he's back at the hotel. I'm not even sure where he is."My heart sank. "Then where is he? We have to do something!""I know, and we will," Hadid assured me. "But right now, the best thing we can do is wait until morning. We'll
The next morning, I woke up with a start, my heart pounding. I quickly made my way to Hadid's room. To my astonishment, Hadid was not only awake but up and about, pacing the small room with surprising energy."Hadid!" I exclaimed, relief washing over me. "How are you feeling?"She turned to face me, a wry smile playing on her lips. "I told you, I won't die easily. It takes more than that to keep me down."I marveled at her resilience. "I'm glad to see you're doing better. But you should still take it easy."Hadid shook her head, her eyes gleaming with determination. "There's no time for that. I think I know a way to find your mother."My eyebrows shot up. "Really? How?""She sent me a message last month, just before she disappeared again," Hadid explained. "Now I have no idea where she is or what's happened to her, but that message might hold a clue.""What did the message say?" I ask anxiously.Hadid's brow furrowed. "Something about 'returning to the place where it all began' and 't
Marcus would suddenly release me and I fell to the ground, I quickly scrambled out of the way and watched as Giovanni and Marcus clashed, their confrontation escalating into a full-blown fight, I watched as they shot at each other. Marcus began shooting rapidly, bullets began to fly everywhere and I went down and took cover to avoid being hit. Suddenly I felt a hand grab my arm and I shriek. It was Hadid."We need to go, now!" she hissed urgently. Without thinking, I let her pull me away from the chaos. We slipped through a side door and found ourselves in a dimly lit corridor. The sounds of the fight grew muffled as we ran, my heart pounding in my ears. We burst out of the building and into the cool night air. Hadid's car was right where we'd left it. We jumped in, and she started the car driving quickly away from place. When we were at a safe distance away from the place. I finally caught my breath enough to speak. "Hadid, what the hell just happened back there?"She kept her ey