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 MACKENZIEThe evening was approaching and I knew it was time for the so-called party Mayor wanted me to attend. I'm sure he wanted to parade me and show his friends he conquered the woman Diego thought he could protect and the woman Donovan thought he own.I stood in the balcony, finding a moment of solitude before I would be summoned to start dressing for the party. I inhaled deeply as the cool night air provided a brief respite from the suffocating atmosphere of the mansion and Mayor. I leaned against the railing, lost in thought, when I heard the soft sound of approaching footsteps .On looking, I saw Mark emerging from the shadows, his presence expected."Miss Taylor," Mark said, his tone neutral but curious. "It is time.""Oh," I exclaimed. "Is that so?"He nodded and turned to leave."Mark!" I called, stopping him. He stopped and faced me. "Yes, is there something you want to talk about?" He asked.I inhaled. "Yes, I need to share something with you. A secret."Mark’s ex
TAYLOR MACKENZIE"How did you get in? I locked the door," I said to Mayor who was on the bed with me. "Are you sure? Well, let's assume you did, this is my house, Taylor. There isn't any room I cannot access."I shifted from him. "What do you want?""Heard you refuse to eat dinner yesterday, so I want you to eat breakfast with me.""I don't want to.""I'm not asking, Taylor. And you know better than to disobey me." He stood up, adjusting his shirt. "Now, Follow me."I watched him leave and hesitated before following him. We arrived at the dining room where a sumptuous breakfast was already laid out. My stomach rumbled immediately and I knew I was really hungry."Seat my dear," he pulled a chair out for me. I hesitated before seating on it and he sat at the opposite end. "Eat up," he said and started eating.I didn't argue with him and immediately started eating, it was delicious and I had been hungry since yesterday. The meal passed in tense silence, with Mayor occasionally glancing
TAYLOR MACKENZIEMayor dropped the cigar and drink at the same time and stood up. His presence was as commanding as ever, his dark eyes studying me with an inscrutable expression. Mark stepped forward and whispered something into his ears. Mayor's gaze didn't leave me and when Mark was done, he walked away, so did all other guards.I gulped. I didn't like this, why would I be alone with him. He started approaching me with a measured calmness and almost immediately, he spoke. "I trust you’re feeling better?" My fist clenched at both my sides, his voice was smooth but carried an undertone of authority.I gulped again, nodding as my eyes flickered slightly. "Yes, I’m fine.""Good," he said, his gaze piercing. "I heard you tried escaping that's why it happened."I Inhaled deeply. "Yes, that's what happened. I was unlucky this time around, but I know I'll-""You're lucky my mood isn't messed up, Taylor," he cut me. "Today, I got a huge deal, you want to know whom it's from?""I have no
TAYLOR MACKENZIEI raised brow. "Really?" I asked, standing to my feet and dusting my clothes before leaning on the edge of the bed to support myself. "You seem to know alot about me, Mark. Tell me, what else do you know?""That you want vengeance for Diego Salvatore, whom Mayor killed."I became silent, my defiance faltering as I heard him speak. "I did some research, Taylor. However, fighting Mayor won't give you what you want?"I lowered my gaze, shutting my eyes close. "What must I do?""Do you trust me?" He asked and I looked up at him, meeting his gaze. "Bullshit, I don't even know you." "You don't have to. All you have to say is yes, you don't need to know someone to trust the person." "But I.." I stopped, struggling with the conflicting emotions swirling inside me. "I.." "You should take some time to think about your choices. Mayor’s patience is wearing thin, and if you persist in your escape attempts, the consequences will be severe.”I inhaled. My hands clenching at bot
TAYLOR MACKENZIE We got to the car and Mark carefully lowered me into it. "Behave," he said and just as immediately as the words came out, he slammed the door shut and got into the driver's seat. The car drove off with two other cars trailing from behind and I wondered what the company was for. "Why are we being followed?" I asked. Mark didn't answer me and I scoffed, he was an asshole. "Do you dispise this place that much?" "Well, from what happened earlier, I think you should have had your answer already." "Listen, trying to escape won't help you. You-" "Don't try to convince me, I'm not staying." "You cannot get away from Mayor, Taylor. No matter how you run, this is his city, it's impossible for you to hide from him and if... If someone helps you escape, that person will be killed. His family, relatives, Mayor will find all of them. So, don't look at us as monsters, we're just trying to save our heads." I exhaled, why should I believe him when they were all loyal.
TAYLOR MACKENZIEThat evening, I ate dinner alone and due to Mark's watchful eyes, I knew I couldn't carry out my escape plan just yet. I'm sure he felt something was off about me. I retired to sleep after listening to his lousy lectures about being nice in the mansion. Whether he liked it or not I wasn't staying here for any reason. The next day came and after a restless night of fitful sleep, I waited for the early light of dawn before making my move as I knew I had to act quickly.I made my way to the small room which wasn't locked and headed for the window in the basement. I opened it fully, and tied the rope. Once I was done, I climbed out, carefully lowering myself to the ground.This was it, it was really happening? I was gaining my freedom. However, my moments of rejoicing was cut short when I felt the rope loosen. "No, no!" I whispered and hurriedly myself. My feet hit the grass with a soft thud, and I winced with relief, not even imagining what would have happened if the
TAYLOR MACKENZIE"What?" I asked, extremely shocked, personal guard."If you need me to repeat myself, I will. I said, I am Mark, your personal-""No! Stop," I cut him. "I heard you just fine, I just.." I stopped, my gaze hardening. “I don’t need a guard. I need to get out of here.”Mark’s expression remained unchanged. “I’m here in case you want to talk to anyone or need anything.""Didn't you hear a word I said?""I did. However, my role is to ensure you’re comfortable and secure.”"Hello Mark! I am not comfortable, this environment sucks and I don't like your company either. Leave me alone!" "It's my fault you're not comfortable and I apologize. However, I'll make sure you're more comfortable and secure from now on." My eyes narrowed in disbelief. “Comfortable? Secure? Is that what Mayor told y'all to say? To act? All I need is to leave this place. And if I wanted to talk to anyone, it wouldn’t be someone who’s loyal to Mayor. They’re all working for him. You’re probably no diffe
TAYLOR MACKENZIEAfter so much debating, I sat down. Across from me was Mayor who was already eating.“Try the roast beef,” Mayor said, his voice smooth but carrying an edge. He gestured toward the plate in front of me.I returned my stare to his face. "You're really enjoying this aren't you?" "Enjoying what?""Control."He chuckled softly. "Who wouldn't."I rolled my eyes, hesitating before picking up my fork, the clink of metal on porcelain echoing through the room. I took a bite and chewed slowly, it was really magnificent but I made sure my face and expression was unreadable."How is it?" He asked."Don't know, don't care.""Oh, come on Taylor. You should appreciate the cook," he motioned towards a lady at the far end of the dinning room, her head bowed is submission. "Oh," I exclaimed and took another bite. “It’s good,” I said finally. "That wasn't hard, was it? At least you put a smile on her face."I settled down my fork, looking at him. "I hope you know I'd do and give anyt
TAYLOR MACKENZIEMayor pushed me inside the room and followed, his gaze never leaving me. “This is your room. Get used to it, because it will be your world for the foreseeable future. I trust you’ll find it comfortable, though I doubt you’ll be inclined to appreciate it just yet.”I turned to him. "You're enjoying this aren't you?" I asked.He chuckled softly. "We'll talk later, I have matters to attend to." Before I could respond, he turned on his heel and left the room, slamming the door behind him with a resounding thud. "Mayor!" I screamed, running to the door when I heard the lock click, sealing me inside. "Asshole, let me out!" I pounded on it with my fists, but it was futile. He'd never let me out. I sank to the floor, my back against the door, and my face buried in my hands. Tears streamed down my cheeks, Diego was gone, and now I was alone in a place where my freedom was nothing. I was alone, trapped, lost. I wept hard, pouring out all my emotions, I couldn't think of any e