TAYLOR MACKENZIEI watched feeling grateful as Diego walked away. He knew about me, knew I was weak and couldn't defend myself, maybe that was why he stood up for me when Jason showed up. I concluded he took me to be weak. However, I wasn't weak on purpose. The frustration I passed through with Jason and his mother was enough to shut me up and take my confidence away. I felt vulnerable right now. Although he said nothing changed, I was uncertain whether Diego would now see me differently, perhaps as someone unworthy of his respect or affection. Nevertheless, I owe him my life and will remain on his good side. I walked towards Emy who was seated alone, the party was ending and the caterers were packing up. "I'm making nothing for dinner, Taylor. Have something to eat from the caterers."I smiled. We both started tidying up as the guests started leaving, plating dishes and cleaning up spills, the clatter of utensils creating a background noise.When the house was quiet, signaling the
TAYLOR MACKENZIEAs we danced, my mind which was still wrapping around what I just saw got distracted when Kyle's behavior quickly took a turn for the worse. His hand slid inappropriately, brushing against my backside. My face flushed with discomfort and I spun around, slapping him hard across the face.Kyle recoiled from my slap, the suddenness of my reaction causing a commotion. "How dare you-" his anger flared and he moved to retaliate.However, before he could, Diego appeared out of nowhere. His face a mask of fury as he delivered a powerful punch to the Kyle's face, sending him staggering backward.Gasps erupted from the crowd as even I was surprised. I looked at Diego in confusion when he grabbed me by the hand and pulled me out of the club, his grip firm but protective.DIEGO SALVATOREOutside the club, the night air felt frigid against Taylor's heated skin. My grip on her arm was firm, but Taylor, overwhelmed by a surge of anger due to the sight of I and Sarah locked together
"I'll be there."I ended the call and climbed back into my car. The engine roared to life, and I sped off into the night. I would so finish up the asshole that messed with me, he just wait until I find him.I arrived at the base, my car screeching to a halt as I pulled into the parking lot. I stormed through the door, my anger building up with every step I took.I stopped by Marco's door and walked in. He looked up from his desk as I entered. "Show me!""We’ve tracked down the culprit,” Marco said, his tone tense. “But before we get into it, promise me you won’t lose your cool. We need to handle this carefully."My frustration was barely contained. "Just tell me who it is.""Fine!" Marco snapped.He brought up the footage on his monitor. The screen showed grainy, blurred images of figures sneaking into the ship that had contained the shipment of gold, diamonds, precious metals and stones. My fucking hardwork. "This was the event that took place few minutes before the departure." Ma
DIEGO SALVATOREI exhaled when the bullet hit the sofa, I thought he'd really aim at Taylor. Taylor however, screamed in fright."Diego!" I heard someone call. It was Marco."Come with me,” Marco said, his tone firm but calm.I hesitated, my anger still flaring. Olivia was helping Taylor up while Donovan just stood, unmoved. I followed Marco up the stairs, my fists clenched as I tried to steady my breathing.We entered a room and Marco stopped. He turned to me and spoke calmly. “Confronting your father head-on won’t give us the answers we need. We need to focus on finding the people he’s working with. That’s what’s going to give us the upper hand.”I took a deep breath. "He's always wanted to be ahead of me, he distracted me with this memorial service so he could jeopardize my operation.""Donovan won't know what we'll do next, you just have to calm down." "You're right, I'm going to find out who he's partnering with." Marco nodded. "Let’s focus on that. We can deal with your fathe
TAYLOR MACKENZIEI was ready to retire to bed. I would be a fool to say I didn't feel the tension between father and son earlier. Donovan must have messed with Diego and I knew I wasn't supposed to interfere but I did, I really hope no one would find out I was involved in a way. I switched off the TV and made my way to my room when a hurried knock came on the door. I hesitated, but when it repeated again with more force, I rushed and opened it. The sight that met with me was grim. A guy who looked urgent and was covered in blood held Diego who was clearly injured. “Taylor, hi, I'm Marco. We need your help,” the guy said, his voice strained. “Diego’s been hit. He needs medical attention.”My eyes widened in shock and concern. Diego's arm was visibly wounded, and his face was pale with pain. Despite my lingering anger toward him, the sight of him in such a vulnerable state tugged at my heart. Without hesitation, I stepped aside to let them in. “Come in. I’ll get some supplies.”Once
TAYLOR MACKENZIEThe next morning came faster than I thought and I the first thing I did was to check up on Diego. I entered the room, and saw Diego sitting on the edge of the bed, a bottle of alcohol in his hand. He looked up as I walked in, a weary smile on his face.“Why are you drinking?” I asked, my voice tinged with worry. “You’re injured. It’s not good for you.”Diego took a swig from the bottle, then set it aside. "That was yesterday, I feel much better today, all thanks to you.""Still, you shouldn't drink that," I said.He chuckled softly. "It helps me forget the pain. Makes me feel a bit better.""Not convincing," I said and folded my arms. "What happened yesterday?" I asked."Nothing important," he answered."Really? And you came back all hurt and wounded?" He took the bottle and drank again. "Yes."I clenched my fist, I was paying so much attention to him. "Fine!" I turned to leave. “Wait.”I stopped and looked back at him. “What is it?”Diego’s expression was serious,
DIEGO SALVATORE"What!" My eyes widened in surprise. “Taylor? Why would she risk her life to help us?”“I don’t know,” Marco said. “But what’s clear is that Donovan will eventually find out she was the one who provided the intel. Her life will be in danger soon.”"Shit!" I whispered. Taylor didn't have to, if Donovan finds out he'd kill her, he hated people who blocked his path. "Now you see, Taylor is a topic to talk about," Marco said. I took a deep breath, considering the implications.Marco leaned forward, his voice urgent. “You need to decide whether you’re going to help her or not. If Donovan learns she’s the informant, she’ll be in serious trouble.”Marco was right, if Taylor hadn't leaked the location, we would have worked for nothing and probably been dead by now, all thanks to Draco's threats. I just couldn't place why Taylor would risk so much for us. My gaze met Marco’s with resolve. “I’ll do it. I’ll make sure she’s safe.”Marco nodded. "Looks like she just got involve
TAYLOR MACKENZIEI don't know whether it's due to the kiss I shared with Diego yesterday because I woke up this morning feeling better than ever. Well, a part of it was because Donovan hadn't been around for a very long time. I rushed to the kitchen where Emy was making breakfast. "Good morning, Taylor," she greeted.I smiled. "Hello, Emy. What can I assist with?""Nothing please, Olivia said she has a place she's going with you, you should get ready.""Olivia? Where?" "Somewhere special," Olivia's voice came from the entrance. "Come on, Tay. You'll love it.""Are you sure it's okay to go with you?" "Oh please, it's very okay, come on," she took my hand. Olivia was my girl, she always knew how to make me happy. We both got dressed and although I didn't know where we were going, I trusted her. As we got to the car, I noticed it was loaded with lot's of items. "Eh, where are we going, Olivia?""A girls outing, just two days.""Huh? What about your father?""Screw him, he won't do
TAYLOR MACKENZIEIt was now evening after I locked myself in my room due to the attitude Mark showed me. I wouldn't lie, I was angry he yelled at me, he was an asshole for doing that. My stomach rumbled and I knew it was time to eat. I inhaled deeply and decided to open the door. However, before I could, it opened, displaying Mark, standing by the entrance. I rolled my eyes, I would have argued that I locked it but who was I kidding, Mark would surely have the keys to everywhere and everything, my life included. "What?""Dinner," he answered, showing me the covered food in the tray he carried."I'll pass," I made to close the door but he blocked it with his legs."Your stomach says otherwise, I could hear it from outside."I stared at him. "My problem.""Is that so?" He asked and opened the covered food. That was it, I lost my mind."Screw you!" I grabbed the food from him and rushed inside my room, eating like my life depended on it. Mark entered the room and closed the door before
TAYLOR MACKENZIEMark’s voice was steady but lacked conviction. "It’s nothing, Mayor."Mayor’s face immediately twisted into a scowl. Without a word, he crossed the room and slapped Mark hard across the face. The sound echoed sharply through the room. My heart missed a beat at the impact but Mark just stood, unmoved with his head still bent. "Why do you sound so soft?" he growled."I apologize, I was just getting Miss Taylor ready for the day," he answered."Really? And why are you just doing that now, what happened to earlier."Earlier? What did he mean. I looked at the clock and saw it was already twelve. Shit, Make didn't wake me up early, he gave me enough time to sleep. Screw this, he didn't deserve to he beaten by Mayor, I had to do something. "My apologies.""I don't need your apology, you'll be punished-""No! Stop."Both of them looked at me and I gave an awkward chuckle. "You see Mayor, I called Mark and was just yelling at him for waking me up early."Mayor’s eyes narrowed
TAYLOR MACKENZIEWhen Samantha said I'd be exhausted when she's done, I didn't think it would be as painful as it felt now. My back was hurting, so was my shoulders and fingers. I was quiet in the car as she drove me back to the garden where the tunnel was. "You good?" She asked and I nodded. "You're going to need to work hard and exercise everyday so your body can adapt to the stress and load you're giving it."I gave her a thumbs up and she led me to the tunnel. "Can you crawl?" She asked."Yeah, I'll try," I said. She bid me farewell and I found my way. I pushed myself until I slipped into my room unnoticed, being careful enough to avoid any unnecessary noise.I didn't strip any of my clothing but climbed on my bed collapsing onto it as my mind was still swirling with the training Samantha had made me go through. Well, that was past tense, I needed to get some sleep, no matter how little so that I could have a little energy before Mark would start his day by walking into my room
TAYLOR MACKENZIESamantha returned and walked straight to where she kept her bag, she reached into it and pulled out a sleek black gun. "In this life, we'll be faced with many challenges, from lots of enemies I'll call it, that's why we have to be ready for anything, as well as equiped.""Where are you driving at?" I asked.She faced me and extended her hand, giving me the gun with a serious look."What?" I stood to my feet."Calm down Taylor, take the gun and shoot that vase."I looked at the vase she talked about before returning my stare to her face. "I have held a gun before, once, Diego gave it to me. However I couldn't use it when I needed to, I-""You panicked Taylor, you were in shock and let your emotions take over you. Now is different, if you let yourself, you could master it and yield it whenever you want."I glanced at the gun, my face falling into a look of apprehension. "I'm sorry Samantha but, I don’t really want to use it. It has lots of memories attached to it." Sam
TAYLOR MACKENZIEI walked back into the mansion, a hand rubbing my neck due to the grip Mayor had on me earlier. He was an asshole. As I got into the house, I met Mark, he noticed as I rubbed my neck and immediately approached me. "Are you okay?"I took a step backwards. "Yes, why do you care?" "Your neck, it's-""Thompson tried to kill me. News flash, I didn't die."He reached out to touch me. "It must have hurt."I moved backwards again. "Don't touch me Mark, I mean it?"He took back his hands, burying them into his pocket. "Why are you still mad at me?" "I don't know, just don't feel like talking to you, just mind your business.""I'm responsible for you, I watch you.""Then do it from miles away, you don't have to be so close," with that, I walked away. I didn't stop or turn to him until I arrived at my room. I exhaled and relaxed.A week had passed since I and Samantha started our revenge journey. I usually snuck out in the nights of Wednesdays and Sundays to see her. And pic
THOMPSON VOLKOVThe early morning light filtered through the heavy curtains of my bedroom as I got ready for my daily workout. I had alot on my head now, people I needed to kill all because of their stupidity and inability to understand and cooperate with me. After a quick wash at the sink, I splashed my face with cool water, shaking off the remnants of sleep. I was ready and descended the staircase, the steps echoing softly under my weight.I was just going to walk out of the house but in the kitchen, I perceived something amazing. The aroma of fresh breakfast which started drifting through the air. It was a pleasant, yet unexpected scent."Who's it?" I asked, entering the kitchen."Oh, Thompson."I frowned as I was greeted by the sight of Taylor standing by the stove, busy with a skillet and a variety of ingredients spread out on the counter. She looked up as I entered, her face breaking into a warm smile.“Good morning, Thompson” Taylor said cheerfully. “I’m making breakfast. I t
TAYLOR MACKENZIEI knew I caught both Mark and Mayor off guard by my comment. Mayor's grip on my jaw loosened while Mark was staring at me, as I saw through my side eye. "Let go Thompson, those lips are important to both of us."He hesitated for a while before leaving me. I rubbed my jaw, trying to act unaffected but the pain was something else. "So, Taylor,” Mayor said, his voice smooth. "About your accident. How are you feeling after stabbing yourself just so you could leave this place to that uncomfortable hospital?"I offered him a cheeky smile. "Never been better, sometimes day offs are just the best, you should try traveling Thompson, it'll help you relax and get your mind off the list of people you think hate and are trying to kill you. Who knows, I might even tag along.""It's good to know you're okay," he said, ignoring my last statement."Actually, I'm a bit shaken up, but it's nothing I can’t handle. I actually feel a lot better now, better than I've felt since I got int
TAYLOR MACKENZIEI glared at Mark before approaching and collecting the medicine bag. "Thanks doc," I appreciated. I walked back toMark who just stood near the car, his eyes on me. As I got closer, he moved toward me, his strides purposeful and brisk.“Hey, Taylor!” he called out, his voice carrying a blend of warmth in contrast to how it was before. However, I wasn't listening to to whatever he wanted to say."Let's just go," I said but he grabbed my arm before I could walk past him. He reached out and took the hospital bag from me."Calm down, Taylor."I looked at him before giving a very fake smile. "Okay, how about this? Hey, Mark. Thanks for coming to pick me up, it means alot?" He chuckled softly. "Let’s get you home," he said. I rolled my eyes and walked ahead of him until we approached the car. I got inside and he did the same, after strapping our seatbelts, we drove off.As the ride proceeded, Mark gaze flickered toward me, his expression a mix of curiosity and concern."
TAYLOR MACKENZIE"Looks like it took you alot to get here." The nurse said and confusion washed over me. I was processing the meaning of her words when I realized her voice sounded familiar."Is that, you?" She smiled and looked up from her clipboard, her eyes meeting mine. She nodded gently and I gasped, wondering how she passed Mayor's men. Samantha removed her nose mask revealing her familiar face and I was left breathless momentarily."Samantha?" I whispered. "How did you pass them?" I asked."Wasn't hard, and that's a story for next time." "No, I want to know, tell me!"She inhaled. "I have a spy, disguised as one of Mayor's men, I won't tell you who, that's how I get intels""Wow," I whispered, tears filling up my eyes. "I was scared. I thought you'd never find me." "That's nearly impossible," she answered.I sniffed. "Can I, please hug you.""Sure," she said and I rushed forward, enveloping her in a tight embrace. Samantha returned the hug, her arms a comforting anchor arou