Sarah - Sarah, do you trust me?- Of course I do.- You'll grab all your money, pack a suitcase, and leave here with me now.- I can't. - I know this is your house, but...- You don't understand. I have to think about my mother. He will kill her. Or he throws her into the street, giving the same result. She will die.I see on his face that he's thinking.- Sarah, listen to me carefully. I will trust you and put my life and profession at risk.Profession? David leaves me more and more confused.- is the house safe?- I turn on the Jammer every day.- is it working?I look at the phone with no signal.- Yes, it is.- I'm not who you think.- How not? You are Simon's son.- Yes, he is my father, but I am an Interpol agent. I entered this profession to destroy my father and avenge my mother's death. I came home to put an end to my father's criminal empire.I stare at him with my mouth open.- You don't say anything?I shake my head to wake up to reality.- Are you a police officer?- A
DavidSousa stood guard over Finn, and he chickened out a little and left the bar. I had no way of knowing if he would always be in my six. Not even if he was the one watching me, so I had work ahead of me.I made an appointment at the safe house. I would find a way to kill two birds with a single shot.The next morning, I left accompanied by my men, the ones my father forced me to have, and Sousa as their leader. My destination was a whore house hidden behind a furniture store and which served as a front for the operation.Sousa stayed in the corridor, and the remaining bodyguards remained away.I enter, cross the store, and head to the salesperson.- Good morning, I need a yellow office chair with black dots. – It was the most ridiculous password I had ever heard.- Good morning. I don't have the black dots, but if you want blue eyes, I can get them.I nod, and he presses a secret button on the counter. I go to the back, supposedly to see the chairs. I enter through the secret door
- Who are you? I haven't seen you yet.- Yes, you did. I was the one that you see with a sky mask. My name is David. I'd like to talk to you a little. Could it be?- I don't care.- 38 years ago, you tried to escape from Simon Campbell, and asked for a divorce. Is that true?- 38 years ago? Was it that long ago?- Was it Simon who kept you in that place?- Simon didn't want a divorce, even though I said I didn't want anything from him. I just wanted my son. I didn't want my son to become like him. How is my son?- Same as Simon, unfortunately.- When a monster creates, he creates monsters.- Have you ever seen Simon since that day?- It would be a blessing if that were true, but he comes to see me constantly.- What for?-Torturing me and making me his psychoanalist. I don't know. He tells me about other women, about business, about deaths. Things I wanted to run away from, and he rubbed those things in my face. He said I would never see my son.- Did he hit you?- Who are you after a
SarahI was nervous and anxious.When I heard David enter, I ran to him, and we met in the hallway. We didn't exchange a word. He grabbed me and kissed me as if the world was going to end at any moment. When he picked me up, I knew what would happen next.He took me to my room and laid me down on the bed.After taking off all his clothes, he took off mine and stood for a moment, looking at me from top to bottom.-David!He didn't let me speak, and I covered my mouth with his.His hands move between my legs, and pleasure immediately sets in.Between his kisses and what he did with his hand, I was a mess.When he grabbed a condom, I opened my legs to receive him, and it was divine. I moaned with each thrust he made. That night we didn't make love, it was pure sex, for the relief and pleasure of both of us.He lies down next to me when we finish and tells me everything that happened.- You can't blame yourself for doing that. You had to do it to gain Simon's trust.- I know. Still, it
SarahMoving to Simon's house was a nightmare I wasn't expecting.When I told David, he was disoriented. - We have to get as much evidence as possible quickly.Simon leaves nothing that compromises him outside his domain, and we don't know what Mickael is doing.- That worries me too. He's been missing too long.- Simon uses other leaders to handle business in other states. He only deals directly with LA, but he has so many legal deals in LA that the other deals are well covered. How can I help? I really don't know how to get the evidence you need.- Let's follow the plan. This information will help. – he looks at everything I wrote. – I'll start with the point that can help reveal where Michael is. I'll start with his territory.Sarah's phone rings.- At this hour? who could be calling? – he asks.- At this hour, it must be your father.She picks up the phone and opens her mouth in astonishment.- It's my mother.She answers.Flashback"Good afternoon. My name is Richard Smith, and
DavidOver the next two weeks, Simon gathered an army to hunt the Mexicans. The war that raged against small gangs left people dead, but the rate of petty crime decreased as small gangs kept their distance from the Campbells' key hotspots.Thanks to Sarah's help, we got enough evidence to take down 3 of the families under my father's orders, and many men were arrested, living without Simon's control some of the US states he used to supervise.But the pressure from Interpol to attack these families raised alarm bells, and my father connected the dots. There were no Mexican gangs. It was all the work of the police. What drove him crazy was that no one knew how things were going, including how evidence was found against some police members and the scandal generated by the police commissioner's connection to the crime.We still didn't have evidence to link Simon to what was going on, but international cooperation like the one I led involved many people, and no matter how much Simon squir
When I woke up, I was alone in a room. It wasn't even the same room I was in. It was a much better room.I was connected to IV and oxygen, and I had some pain in my stomach.Using my hand, I feel myself and feel small patches. They operated on me. I feel destroyed. I will never be able to have children.When a nurse opened the door and peeked in, tears started flowing. She saw me awake and go out. This was strange.Ten minutes later, an older doctor enters.- Good afternoon, Miss Green.- Doctor.He grabs the chair and sits down next to me. Again, it's very strange.- I don't know what games you play or in what environments you move, but some news follows those who accompany you.- I don't understand.- Your fiancé wanted us to operate on you. Then, a group of criminals invaded the operating room, threatened our families, and cut off our hands if we completed the surgery. You said you didn't want the operation but signed the papers. Tell your friends that we made the operation incomp
DavidI entered the room, and the old man was sleeping. One arm was tied to his chest, and several cloth straps held him back from getting out of bed.I untie the straps and wake up the man, who looks at me confused.- You can go home. - May God forgive me for this sin, too.I left and hid on the stairs I had climbed.Shortly after, the man dressed in a hospital gown leaves the room. He looks everywhere without realizing where he is, and then he moves towards the door where I am.- Fuck.I hold the door, preventing him from opening it, and he starts screaming. The nurse must have seen him and run to him.- Mr. River, what do you do outside of bed? How did you get loose?- Help. Mammy, where are you? Help.The other nurses were resting and appeared sleepless.The four together manage to take the man to bed, who, in fear, urinates.I take advantage and look for room 126.I enter and am left in the darkness.Sara was awake due to the commotion outside, and the light that came in when I o
DavidI know I have a tail. Every time something happens or I go somewhere, my father knows exactly where I am. But whoever he is, he's good. Even someone with experienced eyes like me can't identify it.Nobody knows me. Well, that's not true. One person knows almost everything about me. Sousa, my partner.Not even Theo, my best friend, knows what I've been doing in the last four years that I haven't returned to the US.It's hard to keep this part of my life secret from Theo. I can trust him, but he would be in danger if he knew.My father doesn't even dream. No one dreams, in reality, that the only good thing he, my father, did for me was send me to England.God, I shudder to think what my fate would have been if he had decided to continue trying to shape me into his image.He thinks he can do it now, without the rebelliousness of my 16-year-old self, but I'm not the same person he sent away.However, when I searched Sarah's office and Simon's office here at home, I hadn't found any
SarahI knew this was crazy, but I couldn't resist him.All my senses told me to run from David Campbell, but his kisses made me forget the reality of my life and lose myself in pleasure.Everything about this was wrong and put me and my family in danger.- David, we can't. – I say without much conviction.- Do not think. Let your heart speak for you. You want me as much as I want you.- I'm engaged to your father. He will kill us.- You can't marry someone you don't love. You want me; you don’t want my father.- You don’t understand.- What do I don’t understand? What do you think will happen if you don’t marry him? Are you that afraid?- My life is not important. The important thing is to keep my family safe.I move away from him, knowing I let him desperate at the loss of contact.He follows me, traps me between him and the door, and searches for my lips.I try to resist, I swear I try, but the smell of his breath clouds my senses, and it’s impossible to resist.His hands ran over
SarahHe starts laughing, thinking I'm desperate.- There's no point in crying.- Please spare me. I'll do whatever you want.I can almost hear the pulleys rolling in the guy's head. The wound he had on his arm was superficial and no longer bleeding, which reminds me of Brian. I look at him, and he was breathing, but he was still unconscious and bleeding a lot. If the bleeding didn't stop, he wouldn't last long.- send the weapons here.I obey.- get undressed cow. I'm going to give you the biggest fuck of your life. Who knows, you might convince me to let you live using what you have between your legs.Good, he falls into the trap. I start to undress slowly. He could see me in, because I wasn't going to live long.- All. I want you lying naked in that same place.That's right, idiot. Because the knives are really here.I lie down and he looks at me with a lascivious look. The cap he had on his pants was visible.He puts the gun on the table.- don't do anything crazy. – he says witho
SarahHe starts laughing, thinking I'm desperate.- There's no point in crying.- Please spare me. I'll do whatever you want.I can almost hear the pulleys rolling in the guy's head. The wound he had on his arm was superficial and no longer bleeding, which reminds me of Brian. I look at him, and he was breathing, but he was still unconscious and bleeding a lot. If the bleeding didn't stop, he wouldn't last long.- send the weapons here.I obey.- get undressed cow. I'm going to give you the biggest fuck of your life. Who knows, you might convince me to let you live using what you have between your legs.Good, he falls into the trap. I start to undress slowly. He could see me in, because I wasn't going to live long.- All. I want you lying naked in that same place.That's right, idiot. Because the knives are really here.I lie down and he looks at me with a lascivious look. The cap he had on his pants was visible.He puts the gun on the table.- don't do anything crazy. – he says witho
SarahHe starts laughing, thinking I'm desperate. - There's no point in crying. - Please spare me. I'll do whatever you want. I can almost hear the pulleys rolling in the guy's head. The wound he had on his arm was superficial and no longer bleeding, which reminds me of Brian. I look at him, and he was breathing, but he was still unconscious and bleeding a lot. If the bleeding didn't stop, he wouldn't last long. - send the weapons here. I obey. - get undressed cow. I'm going to give you the biggest fuck of your life. Who knows, you might convince me to let you live using what you have between your legs. Good, he falls into the trap. I start to undress slowly. He could see me in, because I wasn't going to live long. - All. I want you lying naked in that same place. That's right, idiot. Because the knives are really here. I lie down and he looks at me with a lascivious look. The cap he had on his pants was visible. He puts the gun on the table. - don't do anything crazy. – h
SarahThe shots don't stop, and I don't have my weapons. The police didn't let me keep any. Idiots. And now? How I defend myself.Oreo looks at me without realizing what's going on. He never comes inside, and now I'm here clinging to him in the kitchen.As suddenly as the shots started, they stopped. I wouldn't know if the Interpol men won or if they were lying dead on the ground.No more shots were fired at my window, but that doesn't mean anything. They didn't expect me to be watched.- Stay. – I order Oreo, stretching out my index finger, and he lies on the floor.Carefully, I leave my hiding place, move close to the floor, and go to the counter, where I take a knife from the drawer. Then, still crawling, I go to the entrance and look outside.Nothing could be seen, which was a bad sign. If the police had won, they would certainly be coming here to find out if I was alive.I wait a few moments and nothing happens.Would they have killed each other mutually?Of course, expecting th
SarahAfter last night, the last thing I needed was to be woken up by Simon. When I pick up the phone, I can't help but roll my eyes.- Good morning, Simon. Don't tell me that David is in trouble again.- No. That idiot has a hangover. It serves him well. Anyway, I wanted to tell you to stop by my office before going to work. I need to talk to you face to face.- I'll be there as fast as possible, but did I do something wrong? I got David…- You did nothing wrong, my dear. I want you at my office. You don’t need to run; I’m still at my house.And he hangs up.“Fuck. What he won’t now? Hope it’s not sex.”I can stop a chill in my stomach.Flashback to hellAlone, locked in the office of the man who caused her father's death, she begs under the man's cold gaze.- Miss Scott, business is business. Your father knew the conditions when he accepted my money. What do I care if you're going to live on the street with your mother? That property is not even enough to cover the remaining debt.-
SarahTo my amazement, I smell freshly brewed coffee when I wake up.I get up, do my morning rituals, and get dressed for work. When I enter the kitchen, David is making scrambled eggs.He feels my presence, and turning his head back, and with a smile, he says:- Good morning, Sarah. I took the liberty of making breakfast. Sit down, and I'll serve you. There you have coffee, freshly squeezed orange juice, French toast, bacon, and... - he turns and pours some of the scrambled eggs onto a plate near me. - scrambled eggs.- Thank you for the breakfast, but you shouldn't have bothered yourself with me. I only drink coffee in the morning.- Oh, come on, Sarah. Just eat a little. You will not regret it. My French toast is the best you have ever had. - I roll my eyes. - At least keep me company.- My name is "Stepmother" or Miss Scott.David holds up his hands and grimaces. Sit down and start eating.I sigh and sit in front of him. Maybe eating a little wouldn't be that bad; the aroma of ba
- Do you think what she knows could harm us? - Anything can harm us, but she doesn't know anything to prove my involvement. Many things connect her to business more than to me. - And the wedding?- I already ordered everything to be canceled. I will publish that my fiancée has not yet been found and that the wedding has been postponed. - Dad, wouldn't it be wise to keep LA out of crime for now? Father is rich, and the business is legal… - Don't be stupid. No one can find the trail of what I do. As for legal business, I have an idea. - What idea? - Your brother will hate it, but it's the perfect solution. - What solution? - I ask, confused. - I will pass all legal business into your name. - You're right. Mickael won't accept it... - … and I'll pass on the other business to Mickael. Mickael wants to be the boss, and the business's value is five times what the legal business gives. Michael won't be upset... much. - Is the father going to retire? Don't be an idiot. I will ret