Rafael rushed into his room, but he was met with Leonard, who had a gun aimed at him."What are you doing, Leonard?" Rafael's eyes widened as he watched his brother's finger tighten around the trigger, his face contorted in anger."What does it look like I'm doing?" Leonard asked, sweat cascading down his face as his chest heaved."Are you really going to shoot me?""We'll find out," Leonard smirked.Rafael scoffed and began to laugh lightly. His laughter grew louder, filling the room. When he finally stopped, his face turned icy cold."Idiot," Rafael muttered.Leonard's face contorted in confusion and fear, though he tried to hide it. His grip on the gun tightened."What the fuck is wrong with you? What the heck has gotten into you? You are Rafael, my weak brother, and yet you stole everything from me. Everything!!!"Rafael sighed and gently tilted his head back. He returned his gaze to Leonard and said, "What is it, brother? Do I smell jealousy?""Jealous? Why the fuck would I be je
Aurora was busy knitting a sweater for Dylan, her grandson, when she heard a knock at the door."Come in," she called softly. The door opened, revealing Cassius. A smile crept onto her face as she patted the side of her bed. "Come sit, sweetie."Cassius nodded and sat beside her, smiling. "I've missed seeing you knit."Aurora chuckled, her voice filled with joy. "It still feels like yesterday. I find it hard to believe I was in a coma for over six years," she said, her eyes flashing with sadness. "The thought of you sitting by my side, wondering if I'd ever wake up... it makes me feel sad for the pain I caused you.""I told you to stop blaming yourself, didn't I? It wasn't your fault," Cassius said, holding her hand. "It's all over now. You're safe here... with me.""Hmm," she hummed, reaching up to pinch his cheek lightly. "You've gotten so handsome and more mature. You have no idea how much joy it brings me to have you here with me."Cassius laughed softly, his voice thick with emot
Aurora woke up, finding the other side of the bed empty. She gasped, realizing she had slept with William while at work. Her boss was going to be furious for abandoning her duties.As she staggered out of the room, she paused, spotting William. His eyes were teary, his lips trembling as he stared at her in disgust and anger."Will?" Aurora whispered. Her gaze fell on Karin, who stood beside him. The smirk on Karin's face made Aurora's brow crease in confusion. Behind William stood her boss and a few other workers, their eyes filled with disgust.What was going on? Why were they staring at her like that?William yelled, accusing her of cheating. Only then did the realization sink in. The man she had slept with last night wasn't William-it was someone else, and Karin had known it all along. She had been set up.Broken, her heart shattered, her body trembling as William hurled hateful words at her in front of her boss and the other workers. She couldn't even defend herself; no one would
"I killed Leonard... I really killed my brother without a second thought... I pulled the trigger... He wasn't going to kill me, but I did it anyway... Or maybe he was going to kill me... I'm a murderer... I'm a fucking murderer who killed his own brother in cold blood... I killed someone---"Rafael panicked, running his hands through his hair, pulling at it. He was losing his mind over Leonard's death-because of him. The scene of pulling the trigger, Leonard falling with blood spilling from his chest, Leonard whispering that he didn't want to die, and taking his last breath-played on repeat in his head."I killed him... I'm a fucking murderer," he whispered again, fidgeting in his seat and pulling his hair harder. "I fucking killed him! I killed him!" he yelled, standing up and punching the wall."I killed him!" he screamed again, punching the wall over and over until his fists started to bleed, staining the floor.The door opened, and he abruptly stopped."What the heck are you doing
Cassius gritted his teeth. "I'm going to destroy Maximus and his empire... And if you get in my way, I'll destroy you... Until my last breath."As the men spoke, Rafael remained silent. Mr. King was also terrifying, his aura menacing. No wonder he's Silence's son.If you look closely, they share a striking resemblance.Silence sighed. "Chatting with my grandson was way more fun than chatting with you."Grandson? Wait! Dylan?!"When did you speak to my son?" Cassius asked, a deadly warning lacing his voice."Let's just put it this way..." Silence paused and chuckled. "Your butler, Conrad. He works for me."Cassius's eyes widened.-[SPAIN]"¿Estás seguro? (Are you sure?) You've heard what the man has done and seen the traces, and yet you're going to face him? Val, my world, I... I can't lose you," Maria panicked over the phone as she paced around the room, fidgeting with her dress."My Donna, I told you not to worry. Since Silence is Cassius's father, there's a probability he might not
Hudson advanced towards Tristan. "I've been waiting for this my whole life," he said, shoving the poison into Tristan's neck. Tristan gasped as the guards released him to the floor. Tatiana watched as Tristan struggled for his life, screaming in terror, wishing the pain would end soon. She recalled how the agony had driven her to madness... but the poison used on Tristan was even more painful than what had been inflicted on her. "Make it stop!!! Arghhh!!!" Tristan's screams echoed through the room, the veins in his face and neck bulging, his eyes changing color as blood spilled from his mouth. His hand reached out, trying to grasp Tatiana's dress, begging for the antidote. "Please... Argh!!!" For the pain he had caused her loved ones, especially Issabella, who had once seen him as a father figure. For the trauma he had inflicted on so many. Tristan deserved every ounce of the pain ravaging him at this moment. He deserved ten times more. Several minutes passed, and Tristan's movem
"Uncle Conrad," Dylan called as he accompanied Butler Conrad in the kitchen."Yes, Dylan," Conrad answered, his voice calm."Don't you think it's wrong not to tell my parents about good Grandpa? My mother will be so mad at me once she finds out," the boy said, his tiny legs swinging as he sat on the stool."They'll find out about him soon. You don't want to spoil the surprise, do you?" Butler Conrad asked, and Dylan sighed."I don't know. Strange things are happening lately. Mom, Dad, Grandma, and everyone are so busy. I haven't seen Aunt Jojo since she left that night. A bad grandpa plans to hurt my parents, and my birthday is coming up. School's started, and I haven't gone yet." Dylan paused to catch his breath."I just hope they're okay and everything gets back to normal.""Stop worrying, kiddo," Butler Conrad said softly, glancing over his shoulder. "You'll see them soon enough.""Alright, if you say so," Dylan nodded.___'If that motherfucker turns out to be an enemy, we'll all
Horror flashed across their faces as they exchanged glances."Is this a joke?" The middle-aged man on the right slammed his hand on the desk."Do I look like a comedian?" Tatiana asked in a calm tone, her aura composed. She looked up at the guard standing behind her."Do I?" she asked him."No, ma'am," he responded."I didn't think so, so no, it's not a joke... Oh," she gasped slightly. "Maybe because I didn't explain it well." Her face suddenly turned cold, and the shareholders wondered if she was the same calm woman they had seen seconds ago.She leaned down, resting her elbows on the desk, her chin on her knuckles. "This company has been in the hands of trash-people who use innocent lives for their selfish interests. I'm here to take out that trash, starting with you."Another man stood up and roared. "You wench! Do you even realize what you're saying?! This company would collapse without us. We are the backbone of this place!""Oh really? Let's test that, shall we? I'll prove to y
“Come on… it's a reunion dance. You can find her later; she'll be fine.” Angie shook her shoulder to the tune of the music. As Rafael made to speak again, she cut him off. “Afraid that I might beat you like the last time? Just say it; you can't dance better than me.”Rafael scoffed; the challenge made him smirk. “Seriously?”“Yeah, seriously. I'm going to beat you again. Remember you told me you were going to beat me the next time we danced together?”Rafael nodded. “Alright… don't go crying.” He said, drinking some alcohol before joining her to dance.The beat of the music thumped through the club as Rafael and Angie moved to the rhythm. Angie swayed with ease, a playful smirk on her face as she tried to outdance him. Rafael wasn’t one to back down from a challenge, especially not from Angie."You call that dancing?" he teased, spinning around her, his movements smooth and calculated.Angie laughed, tossing her hair back. "Oh, please. You're just warming up."Rafael smirked, stepping
Zade laughed at her pale face. “Just kidding.” He cleared his throat. “Did Rafael really buy you the clothes?” he asked in surprise.“Yes. Is that weird?” she asked, looking around and feeling glad the mobsters had their attention on their business. Though a few guys gave her looks, none approached her because of Zade, and Milena was grateful for it.Zade led her to a counter, helping her settle down.“A drink?” he offered.“Huh? No… I don't drink…”“Seriously?” Zade chuckled. “You need to feel the atmosphere. It would be boring without a drink.”Milena pressed her lips together as Zade slid a cup to her. She looked at the liquid and then back at Zade.She reached for it and took a deep breath before bringing the cup to her lips to drink. But just as the drink was about to touch her lips, someone took it from her.Milena looked up, meeting Rafael's gaze.“Rafael…”“She said she doesn't drink.” Dropping the cup with a loud thud, his eyes locked onto Zade, the air between them a little
It was finally the moment they all had been waiting for: the party.Many of the mobsters were looking forward to this day—a day they could call their own. No training, no missions…just fun.The air was filled with tranquility and excitement. The smiles and happiness on their faces were evident.It was a wild party filled with games, fun, and, of course, sex.Rosa spun to look at Viktor, whose eyes widened with admiration and love.“How do I look?” she asked, raising her head high and posing for him. She was wearing a purple short gown that clung to her slim, tall body.She was beautiful, with her light makeup and jewelry on. Her heels made soft clicks as she approached the stunned man sitting on the bed, completely speechless.His reaction made her know for sure that she was absolutely beautiful.She climbed onto him, parted her legs, and brought her ass against him.“Breathe, baby,” she whispered, kissing his lips gently.Viktor chuckled. “You've stolen my breath away,” he whispered
Viktor frowned as he spotted Rosa sitting alone in a dimly lit room. He seemed to be deep in thought, not even noticing when he stood close to her.“Rosa?” he called but got no response. “Rosa,” he called again, this time shaking her shoulder gently.Rosa snapped out of her trance, meeting his gaze.“Viktor?” she whispered, clearing her throat. “What are you doing here?”“I should be the one asking you that. What are you doing here all alone in the dark?” he asked, his voice tinged with worry.“Nothing… I just needed some time alone. And I'm already leaving.” As she made to walk past him, Viktor held her back.“C'mon, you don't need to keep that locked inside you.”Rosa’s jaw clenched. “Let go,” she demanded, but Viktor did the opposite by pulling her close for a hug.Rosa froze in his embrace, but she didn't return the hug. Viktor drew her closer.“Please,” he whispered, and Rosa slowly broke into tears. Her once brave and smiling self disappeared, replaced by a broken woman who felt
Milena woke up around evening time. Her eyes fluttered open to the strange room. The memory slipped in, and she recalled having a fist training with Angie, getting hurt, and Rosa taking her to the doctor before she passed out.Slowly, she sat up, feeling the pain already fading away. All she had were small aches in her bones… part of her was wrapped in bandages, covered so well as she healed.Milena sighed. The fight in the morning had been pretty scary. For a moment, she thought she was going to die.She was relieved that Rosa stepped in, but then her heart clenched in a strange way. Was she that weak?“Little flower?” Rafael's voice caught her attention; her eyes flicked in his direction in surprise. He stepped into the room, looking worried.“Rafael?” she whispered, feeling her worries wash away at the sight of him.He moved closer, holding her hand gently. “Hey, are you okay? Are you feeling any pain?” The way he stared at her in concern surprised her.Milena nodded. “I’m better.
Rafael decided to check on Milena. He did that sometimes whenever she trained. Though, she didn't see him whenever he visited. It was a sneak peek. His little flower was really trying her best to be strong.The sight of her determination brought a proud smile to his face sometimes.After he was done with his own work, he headed to the training center. However, what he heard sent a shock through his bones.Milena was hurt and had been taken to the clan doctor.“Who trained her today?” Rafael asked one of the mobsters, his voice rougher than usual.“Miss Angie,” he replied, and Rafael's jaw clenched. Without a word, he spun around and headed to the medical center.Reaching there, Rafael's eyes darkened at the sight of Milena. She was lying on the bed, eyes closed, her skin bruised, and her face slightly swollen.As he rushed in, the doctors in the room stood and gave him a light bow.“How is she?” he asked, his eyes not leaving her for a moment.“She has several bruises and a broken rib
The trainees aligned in a cue, hands behind their backs, heads straight up, and shoulders squared. Milena took a deep breath, trying her best to control the storm within her.Angie disliked her. She admitted it clearly the moment she came into the room and threatened her. Milena could only hope she would survive today and not end up with bruises.Besides, there was a party to attend on Friday night, which was two days away.Angie walked toward them with slow, deliberate steps, her eyes scanning each trainee like a predator sizing up its prey. Her gaze lingered on Milena a second too long, making her skin prickle."Alright," Angie said, her voice sharp and commanding. "Today’s going to be different. Viktor might have gone easy on you before, but I won’t. If you want to survive in this world, you’ll need more than just willpower. You’ll need strength, endurance, and above all—discipline."Her eyes narrowed on Milena. "And some of you… have a long way to go."Milena’s stomach knotted. Sh
The sound of his name on her lips was like an addictive song to him. The taste of her folds was like an addictive meal.Where the hell has she been all his life?!Rafael took her greedily, nibbling her sensitive flesh and licking her fluid. So good.His tongue parted her walls, then he shoved it in and out of her.He could tell she was over the moon, judging from her loud moans. The way her body slammed back to him when his tongue went in was the best sight.He took his time savoring her and tasting all of her. Her hand reached for his black hair, tangling her fingers through it and pulling him closer for more.“Oh fûck!” she cursed under her breath, lips parted as her eyes rolled to the back of her head.Her thighs tensed under his hold, and soon she released her wetness.Rafael took all of it, not missing a drop. He licked her dry and kissed her stomach.However, Milena, who had just experienced something out of this world, lay down on the floor breathing hard.Whatever had just hap
Fuck!Fuck!She did it! He wanted her to be the one to submit, and she did. Rafeal's mind went wild but he kept them in check.Her lips remained pressed against his, unmoved. She was inexperienced. It was her first time.Why was she so pure? So pure and trapped with a devil like him. Trapped in his own world. His domain. His hell.He wanted to spoil her… to feel every inch of her. Milena was inexperienced, waiting for his reaction, but he did nothing. She made to pull away, but he slammed his lips back on hers, this time taking the lead.He nibbled her soft lips one after the other, taking each turn to savor the sweetness of them.It was good. Too good. How the fuck did she taste this good? Slowly, she got the hang of it, moving her lips against his and mimicking his movements. She was a fast learner, and… damn! Why the hell was it driving him so crazy?He could kiss her all day.Addictive. He wanted more. Rafeal reached to hold her face in place; his tongue shot out, parting her l