A knock jolted Milena from her restless sleep. Her eyes fluttered open, heavy with exhaustion, her thoughts muddled as the events of the past few days crashed into her like a tidal wave. Confusion and dread settled in her chest as she blinked at her surroundings. It took a moment before reality dawned on her—she was in his room, in his bed.The memory made her stomach knot. She had fallen asleep waiting, too scared to leave but too drained to stay awake. Worst of all, she didn’t even know his name—the man who had taken her from the life she knew.The knock came again, sharper this time, snapping her out of her spiraling thoughts.“Rafael?” a woman’s voice called from the other side of the door.Milena froze. Her breath caught in her throat as panic surged through her. She sat up in bed, heart hammering, silently praying that whoever it was would just go away. She wasn’t ready to face another stranger—not after the unsettling encounter with the man who had said all those strange, ter
Body slicking wet, Rosa’s moan hit the four corners of the room, her mind going wild as Viktor slammed into her from behind. His cock driving her to the edge.Viktor's hand shot out grabbing her hair from behind as he thrust in and out for her in a fast pace. Hard and punishing.“Oh… yeah! More!” She cried out, pleasure beating through her like drum.Viktor smacked her ass, he skin bounced at the impact. Pain and pleasure ever mixing so well.The bed creaked beneath. The sound of the flesh clashing against each other, the only sound filling the room.Soon, he released with a satisfying groan, releasing his wetness into her. Rosa relaxed, her mouth parted as she tried to catch her breath.“Fuck… that was awesome," Viktor muttered, holding Rosa’s head up, kissing her. She purred into his mouth and kissed him back with the same hunger. They pulled away and soon got up to have a bath together.After they were done, they began dressing up for bed. Rosa face the mirror in his room, beginn
The morning sun peeked through the slightly split curtains, kissing the face of the girl lying on the bed.Milena stirred, moaning slightly, refusing to wake up. She wanted to sleep some more, but sleep drifted from her, and the sun did nothing to help the matter.Finally, she gave in, opening her eyes and then meeting a pair of dark metallic eyes staring down at her.“Good morning, little flower.”Milena gasped, shifting away, only to find herself falling. Rafael was quick enough to grab her waist, saving her.He drew her close, their faces inches apart as he smirked, staring at her with intense amusement.“You should be more careful, Milena,” Rafael murmured, his voice low and smooth. “Falling for me already?”Milena’s heart pounded against her ribs as she pushed against his chest, attempting to create space between them. His grip was firm but not forceful, his warmth seeping into her skin.“Let me go,” she whispered, flustered.Rafael shook his head lightly. “Never. I told you, you
Milena took a hesitant step forward. She wasn’t sure what they expected from her, but she knew one thing—if she failed, they would be disappointed.Especially Rafael, who gave her a light nod.She sat down before the computer and took a deep breath. She could feel others' gazes on her, curious about what she was about to do.You can do this, Milena. Just make a little impression.She put on her glasses.With that, her fingers hovered over the keyboard, heart hammering in her chest. Taking another deep breath, she started typing, quickly navigating through the system, bypassing small security measures just to test the waters.Rosa raised a brow, intrigued, her head tilted as she watched intently.Rafael leaned against the desk, arms crossed, watching her closely as well.His little flower didn’t even seem new to this. She was so focused, as if the only thing she could see was the computer.After a few minutes, Milena pulled back, her hands trembling slightly.She looked up at Rosa. "Th
Milena was exhausted, her fingers aching and her head throbbing with a splitting headache. Her eyes felt heavy, and all she missed was the comfort of the bed in the room she was confined in.Rosa had taught her many things: how the clan works and how to polish her skills.Milena noticed the others didn’t seem pleased to see her. They stared at her with weariness and skepticism.Rosa mentioned she would get used to meeting them, and they were just worried that Milena might, perhaps, hurt the family.“Joining the clan isn't easy. Everyone here has their own story, one that has made the underworld a better place for them. But knowing the fact that Rafael brought you here from the mission… they wonder if you are an enemy or not. You’ll get used to it… but you have to prove to them that you're one of us now.”Milena sighed and greeted them as they finished their training for the day. None of them replied; they simply walked past her, ignoring her.Milena understood how they felt. She admir
Milena swallowed the bile that rose in her throat, feeling vulnerable before him. Her fingers trembled as they gripped the towel tighter, her nails digging into the damp fabric. She willed herself to stay strong, to not let him see how much he affected her. But Rafael was a predator, and she was trapped in his sights.“Are you still scared of me?” he asked softly, his thumb caressing her cheek. He seemed to have noticed that she was trembling slightly.Milena stayed silent, her eyes locked with his. The grip on her towel remained firm.Rafael tilted his head. “You know I promise not to hurt you, right?”“Only if I obey your command,” Milena completed his words. “That's what you said.” Now that she thought of it, she didn't know what to call him.Calling him by his name might upset him. For a fleeting moment, she thought of hurling his name at him to see his reaction.Maybe she should do it… but he interrupted.“That doesn't mean you should be scared. You only need to follow my command
Milena woke up alone in the bed today. There was no sign of Rafael. Didn't he come back last night?She got down from the bed, preparing herself for the day. This time she used the bathroom quicker and was out.Milena dressed in a simple black tank top and loose joggers, the most comfortable dress she could find in the closet, one that Rafeal had set for her.Her hair was still damp from the quick shower, and she ran a hand through it, pushing the strands back as she stepped out of the room.Exhaling, she nodded at her reflection and stepped out. Today, she was going to have gun training with Rafael.The thought of it created a knot in her stomach. Why did he always have this effect on her whenever she thought of him?She made her way to the ground where she slowly heard chatter and laughter.Her palms met nervously as she stepped out, meeting the others' gazes.They all suddenly stopped what they were doing. Those smiling faces suddenly dropped, becoming expressionless.Milena felt o
Rafael caught up with Milena, walked past her, and led her through the passage.Milena stared at his back, the words she had said last night lingering in her head. Should she apologize for it?She couldn't help the unsettled feeling growing inside her.Up ahead, Milena could hear gunshots, indicating they were close to the training ground. The sounds grew louder, and it took all of Milena's will not to hold her ears to block out the noise.They reached the training ground, the sharp sounds of gunshots filling the air. The atmosphere was tense, with men scattered around, either practicing with weapons or sparring with each other.Milena's palms turned sweaty as she tried to focus, but it was hard not to feel the weight of their eyes on her.Rafael moved toward the table stacked with weapons, grabbing a handgun.“Put this on,” he said, pointing to the protective gear hanging nearby.Milena nodded, feeling the familiar knot in her stomach as she grabbed the vest and helmet. Her fingers f
“Rosa,” Zade approached her quietly. She sat alone on the hotel rooftop, gazing up at the night sky.“How did you find me?” Rosa asked, her expression blank.“I figured you'd be somewhere quiet, probably with a nice view and fresh air. The rooftop seemed like the best bet,” Zade explained. “Care if I join you?”“As long as you don’t become a burden, help yourself.”Rosa had always been the one who smiled the most in the clan. She was cheerful, helpful, talkative—everyone loved her. Talented. Beauty with brains.But after Viktor’s death...Zade hadn’t seen even a glimpse of a smile on her face.It had been over a week since the war ended. Leonard was now being held in a psychiatric facility known as the Phantom Cell, secured with high-tech restraints. That guy would be tortured until his last breath.Not the violent kind of torture, but the kind that would haunt him. Trapped between walls, injected with things that would slowly drive him insane.Rafeal had said Leonard was saved agains
Angie Hales. That name was carved into the gravestone. The yard was the place where all the dead mobsters were buried. Rafeal approached, placing a bunch of flowers on the stone, his expression blank, but inside he was breaking. He hadn't seen her death coming. Even though she had made a grave mistake that caused the clan to suffer, Angie had been his friend ever since he joined the clan. She was brave, smart, and always there to calm him with her words. Even now, he still found it hard to believe Angie was truly behind it… Rosa walked to stand beside Rafeal, her face unreadable, but she was breaking inside too. “I shouldn’t have told her to die after the mission,” Rosa said, taking a deep breath to steady her nerves. “I regret my words that day.” “It’s not your fault,” Rafeal said. Rosa nodded, understanding what Rafeal meant. “She was my best friend.” “She paid her debt,” Rafeal mumbled. Memories of Angie surfaced, striking Rosa’s heart. “Still… I hope she fin
Several days passed, and Milena didn't leave Rafeal’s side for a second. She watch the doctor feed and treat him occasionally, read him stories and watched him sleep until her own eyes shut.Three days had passed, and Milena grew worried, missing him so badly. She missed his voice, his smile, his touch, and the way he made her feel.Wake up soon, Rafeal.The doctor mentioned his body was still healing and that it would take time before he regains consciousness.Milena rested her head beside him, taking his hand into hers and falling asleep like that. She loved doing so—she could sense even the slightest movement from him.The sun rose from its horizon, casting a warm glow over the city.Milena stirred in her sleep, releasing a light moan. She looked up, and shock rippled through her.She was lying on the couch, and the bed was empty."Rafeal!" she gasped, shoving off the sheet that covered her one side of her and bolting to the bed. "Where did he go? He can't be up! Did the doctor tra
Milena blinked in shock, still frozen in place as her limbs refused to listen to her.Finally met her? Why would the great Tatiana Wallington be anticipating meeting her?As if reading her thoughts, Tatiana spoke again in that smooth voice.“We've heard about you, dear.”Milena’s legs wobbled. “Good things, I hope,” she muttered under her breath. She glanced at Cassius, who still had his sharp gaze fixed on her.Then she bowed deeply, her head almost touching her knees.“Nice to really meet you too, Mr. and Mrs. King,” she straightened up and flashed them a nervous smile as Cassius gave her an acknowledging nod.“Rafeal told me about you guys too,” Milena added.The Ward's door slid open, and Zade walked in as well, standing beside her. Milena flashed him a glare as if asking, *Why didn't you tell me they were here?*Zade gave her a replying look too. *You didn't give me a chance; how am I supposed to do that?*Milena sighed defeatedly, knowing he was right. Tatiana offered the empty
Milena snapped awake with a gasp, her eyes meeting an unfamiliar room. She was surrounded by white walls—too bright, too sterile. The ceiling spun above her for a moment before everything began to settle.Her heart pounded in her chest as she pushed herself up, the hospital sheets sliding off her trembling body. Her hands instinctively clutched the fabric at her chest, panic crawling up her throat as her eyes darted around the place.“Rafeal…”Her voice came out as a whisper, hoarse and broken.Memories surged in—his limp body in her arms, the flatline sound, the doctors shouting.She swung her legs off the bed, nearly collapsing from the dizziness that hit her. But she didn’t care. Her feet touched the cold floor, and she forced herself up, dragging her weak body to the door.She yanked it open.A nurse turned at the sound, startled. “Ma’am, please—you need to lie down, you’re not—”“Where is he?” Milena demanded, voice trembling but full of desperation. “Where is Rafeal?”"Ma’am, yo
While Milena cradled Rafael's unconscious body, Angie ran to Rosa's side and saw the scene. Just like Rosa, her body froze in place, but she quickly recovered, pulling out an injection from her gear and running towards them.She shoved it onto Rafael's lap and injected him, then checked on his state."He is not breathing," Milena sobbed, her whole body trembling. "Rafael is not breathing!"Angie immediately lifted him despite the exhaustion from searching for the antidote clouding her senses. She carried him out, and Milena struggled to follow.She was drained, her bones threatening to give up, darkness slipping into her mind, and she almost fell, but Rosa caught her.Zade appeared too, shocked at the scene. He was covered in blood and sweat; it seemed they had been fighting off the men outside.He rushed to help Milena, taking her from Rosa and leading her out.However, Rosa paused and glanced at unconscious Leonard, her eyes dangerously cold as deadly intent rose within them.Angie
Milena watched them clash like two storms colliding.No hesitation. No holding back.Rafael was a blur—faster than Leonard remembered. Every strike was brutal, precise, like he’d been waiting for this fight his entire life.Their fists met, their bones cracked, and their snarls echoed like monsters in a cage.Both were skilled; no one would know who was stronger among the brothers.Leonard went for Rafael’s throat with a wild hook, but Rafael ducked and slammed his elbow into Leonard’s ribs, sending him staggering back and coughing blood.Leonard smirked, wiping the blood off his face with the back of his hand. “That all you’ve got, little brother?”Rafael didn’t answer. He spun low and swept Leonard’s legs, sending him crashing to the floor. Rafael pounced, fists flying, hammering into Leonard’s jaw over and over.Blood splattered across the floor, warm and slick. Leonard twisted, caught Rafael’s arm, and flipped him—hard.Rafael slammed onto his back with a groan but rolled to his f
Oxford’s fingers flew over his keyboard, trying to find a way to connect with his allies. He needed someone to back him up.Gunshots echoed everywhere. It was no longer just one man with a sniper—more had come to attack them.He already sensed that Leonard and his men were cornered. But no matter how many times Oxford tried, he couldn’t get through.He had another method of connecting with his allies and requesting help, but access kept being denied. Were his allies under attack too?Each time he tried to reach them, someone—or something—kept blocking him out. A hacker? Fuck. He wasn’t that good at this stuff.“Where’s Zinnia?!” Oxford barked at X. Zinnia was the head of hacking.“She—” That was the only word X could manage before the van door swung open—no, it was ripped open.Before X could react, a dire wolf pounced on him. X shot aimlessly, hitting even the equipment in the van, as the wolf tore off his arm.Oxford cursed under his breath, watching X fight for his life. A large fi
Oxford’s van arrived at the port first. The ship was ready, and his men had already begun unloading the illegal drugs, weapons, and poison into it.He knew staying in a country dominated by Silence was a deadly risk, but he had to come. After all, one can't defeat an enemy without getting a little close.More importantly, there was his little daughter—she might have something that could help him bring Silence down. Once he got what he wanted from her, he would kill her… and if she insisted on keeping quiet, she would be tortured until death.Oxford snickered as he took a drag from his cigarette. Who would’ve thought he’d manage to break into the territory of the most dangerous man in the mafia world?And even kill one of his best men…Ha! Silence is getting old, after all. It was bound to happen. No one stays king forever.If it hadn’t been for Silence, he and Maximus would have had the entire world beneath their feet.“Rest well, brother,” Oxford muttered. That was one of the reasons