The Plan was simple "First I work my way into his empire, then I become one of his bodyguards—should be pretty easy considering I've been training for this moment my entire life. But to take him down, I'll need to access his hidden records. But the real question is how...?" ****************** Her Pregnant mother murdered in cold blood. Her father and twin brother burnt to ashes right before her eyes. Carrie's world is torn apart in a single night by none other than The Reaper— a notorious Mafia Boss who's very name conjures fear and death. Now a full blown assassin but working part-time as a nurse, and haunted by the memories of her past, Carrie is consumed by a single obsession: revenge. When fate hands her a twisted opportunity —Victor, the only son of the Reaper, brings in his fiancée for emergency surgery after a tragic accident—Carrie seizes her chance. She switches places with her, infiltrating Victor's household as his bride-to-be, intending to use him to get to his father and her main target, The Reaper. In this unlikely romance, Carrie must navigate through a dangerous web of lies, secrets, and her own internal conflict. What happens when her mission of vengeance clashes with a force she never saw coming—Love? ******************* "Ha! I knew you wouldn't have the guts to do it, even with the knife to my throat" "I'm a trained assassin who kills for a living. Only one thing stands between you and death" "And what is that?" "The love I have for your son"
View MoreVictor's POV I stood there in my office, hands buried in my pockets as I stared out the tall glass window overlooking the city skyline. The sun bathed the skyscrapers in golden light, but my thoughts were far away.Camilla…A smile tugged at my lips as her name filled my mind. My undeniablely beautiful, slightly fierce, and weird wife. I tilted my head slightly, recalling how she moved that day—swift, calm and deadly.“When did she learn to fight like that?” I muttered to himself, amused. “And since when did she know how to handle a gun?”The thought didn’t disturb me. It just intrigued me.I pulled out my phone and dialed James.“Sir?” James answered on the second ring.“I heard there’s a carnival in town,” I said, tone calm but firm. “I want a day planned there for Camilla and I. I want everything ready in 25 minutes. I’ll handle the rest.”“Yes, sir.”I ended the call, grabbed my coat, and headed out. This wasn’t just about pretending anymore. I strangely wanted to spend time with
Carrie's POV "You better not drop me, Camilla!" Victor barked, his voice edged with panic as he hung on to my other hand for dear life, his palms slick with sweat and I could feel him slowly slipping.Below us, a violent stream rushed past jagged rocks, the sound of rushing water echoing off the stone walls of the cave.I gritted my teeth, my other hand gripping the crumbling edge of the cliff. "Don’t tempt me."Victor’s eyes widened. "Huh? You’re actually thinking about it!"I said nothing. Truth was, the idea crossed my mind. But I needed him. Not just because he was a key factor to my plan for ultimate revenge. I needed him because, deep down, despite everything, he was all I had right now.His hand slipped again slightly. "I can’t believe I’m gonna die like this! This is pathetic!""Shut up, Victor. I think I’ve got an idea.""No. No more of your—""Listen to me you good for nothing son of a bitch!" I snapped. "I’m going to swing you up. Once you’re up, you pull me, okay? We don’
Victor's POV “I can’t see a damn thing,” I muttered, squinting into the darkness of the cave. I reached into my pocket for my phone.Camilla, who I assume was standing a few feet away with her arms crossed, spoke up. “Don’t!”I let out a short laugh. “Relax. I just need some light,” I said, pressing the power button. But the screen stayed black. My phone was dead.Camilla sighed in relief. “I think we should probably leave now.”I so wasn’t having it. “Not until I found some light.” I reached into my other pocket, pulling out a small torch. But before I could switch it on, Camilla kicked it from my hand.“What the hell?” I shouted.Ignoring me, Camilla took a step back. In my frustration, I let go of the cave door to roll toward the fallen torch. But as I did, the heavy stone door slammed shut behind me.Camilla groaned. “Please tell me there’s someone on the other side who can open that.”I clicked on the torch and shined it at the door, my jaw tightening. “Nope.”Camilla smacked
Victor's POV “Well that's my story" I leaned back in my wheelchair, my usual smirk playing on my lips. "It's not my fault women are so attracted to me," I said, tapping my fingers against the armrest. “I mean, I'm a whooping billionaire with daddy issues, I'm the complete package" "But what of…” I cut him off "Isabella? Her body is smoking hot. She's basically like my childhood sweetheart, best woman to fuck with on the planet, she sure knows how to ride in style.”“No, I meant…” I cut him off once more "Now, some people might find it weird that I love my bodyguard, but I do. I mean, she's — I mean, he's always been there for me since the beginning, her— I mean his mysterious vibe just turns me the hell on"He had enough "I don’t care about your love life Romeo.” Detective rolen groaned, slamming his fists on the table "I’m asking you about your wife, Camilla."I scoffed. "Camilla? I couldn't care less. I don’t know a single thing about her.""But she's your wife”“My wife yes.
Carrie's POV I woke up in complete darkness. My body ached, my wrists sore from the rough surface I was laying on. The damp, musty air filled my lungs as I struggled to sit up. Panic set in as I reached forward, feeling nothing but cold stone. Where the hell am I?I screamed for help, my voice echoing through the walls which made me believe I was in some kind of cave. Alas, n there was no response. I started breathing faster, my chest rising and falling rapidly as I tried to connect the dots together at what had happened.That's it!It was all coming back.*****Earlier that day…“Isn't that Diego?” I said, looking out my window, he had thick shades of black on. He seemed calm, but there was a glint in his eye that made me feel uneasy.What was so important that he needed me to go with him? He had texted me about it yesterday but I still had no idea what is it we were doing “Hello… Camilla,” he smirked. Now that he knows I'm not Camilla, I need to be careful around him“Save the p
Victor's POV I woke up to the loud beeping of the heart monitor. The scent of antiseptic filled my nostrils as my eyes fluttered open. My vision was blurry at first, but as it cleared, I saw a familiar figure sitting beside me. I couldn't believe my eyes, I blinked a few times before whispering, "Carla?"The woman turned her head, and I immediately realized my mistake. It wasn’t Carla—it was Isabella.She let out a soft chuckle. "Carla? That must be the nurse's name. No, Victor. It's me. Isabella."I exhaled, my head pounding from the effort. "I'm sorry... What happened?"Isabella leaned forward, concern evident in her warm brown eyes. "Well to cut the story short, you fell from a balcony, Victor. Someone brought you here just in time."My brows furrowed. "Who?" Wasn't James pinned down? I mean he's the only one who was there with me. Unless…She hesitated before answering. "I don't know. But whoever it was, they saved your life."My mind reeled as I tried to piece everything togethe
Victor's POV There i was, leaning back in my chair, the dim light of my office casting weird shadows against the walls. My fingers hovered over my phone, my eyes glued to the message on the screen.My name is Carla.My breath hitched for a brief moment before I let out a smirk. So, she was finally making the move. I knew exactly who sent it. It was my bodyguard. The one who had been stuck with me on that damned island. The girl who I hadn't been able to stop thinking about since that day.Memories of that night flickered in my mind—her eyes, sharp yet vulnerable; the way her hands trembled when she aimed her gun at me, thinking she could pull the trigger; the heat between us when we were left alone together with no one else but ourselves to trust.A knock on the door soon snapped me back to the present."Who is it?" I asked, my voice kind of shaky."It's me sir, it's James."I sighed, dropping my phone onto the desk. "Come in."James walked in, looking like he had been dragged throug
Carrie's POV My head throbbed as I slowly regained consciousness. A dull ache radiated from the back of my skull, and my limbs felt heavy. As I opened my eyes, the dim light barely illuminated the rough, damp walls around me. Panic surged through my veins as I tried to move, only to realize that my wrists and ankles were tightly bound to a chair. A thick cloth was stuffed into my mouth, making it impossible to scream.My heart pounded as I twisted my hands against the restraints, but the ropes only burned against my skin. Where was I? And more importantly—where was Diego? The last thing I remembered was our fight. I had almost gotten away with the files before Diego caught me off guard and knocked me unconscious.The heavy sound of a door creaking open made me tense up a little. Footsteps echoed against the concrete floor. A shadow loomed over me.It was Diego.As he stepped into the light. He looked furious, his usually composed demeanor shattered by rage.With a rough tug, he p
Carrie’s POV “I must say,” he mused, holding up a document, “you played the part well. Almost had everyone fooled.”“You don’t understand Diego,” I said, trying to reason with him. “It isn’t what you think.”Faster than I could blink, he reached for his gun**************I sat at the long dining table, the morning sun streaming through the large windows. Victor sat at the head of the table, sipping his espresso as he scrolled through his phone.I tried not to look at him.Tried not to think about the way his lips had felt on mine that day at the hot spring.I know it happened days ago but even now, whenever I see him, my memories flood back in reminding me of the events.My fingers tightened around my fork.I needed to get out of here.Out of this house.“I’ll be out for the day,” I said casually.Victor barely glanced at me. “Where?”“To see my papi,” I lied, forcing a small smile.He didn’t seem suspicious. He didn't seem to care at all.“Take that guy with you. What's his name…Ay
“Victor…” I couldn't help but let out a moan. His torso pressed against mine, and with a dirty smirk plastered on his face, he went deeper with every move of resistance I made. How did it end up like this? ******************* Carrie's POV What would you do if your father and twin brother were burnt to ashes right in front of you? Or if your pregnant mother was murdered in cold blood, and all you could do was watch? I don’t know about you, but for me, there was only one path: revenge. My name is Caroline Slane. I was only 8 years old when my family was taken away from me by the elusive notorious Mafia Boss, only known as The Reaper. A man rumored to be the devil himself, his very name brings a wave of death and devastation. That night—the rain soaked into my skin, the flames crackled and popped as everything I loved burned before my eyes. I remember every second of it. The smell of smoke still haunts me, clinging to my skin as if it’ll never let me forget. Surviving the streets ...
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