At first, Tatiana thought he was drunk, but she didn’t perceive any scent of alcohol from him. Maybe she was hearing things.The same room with Cassius? She would go crazy!Just the feel of his hands around her was already making her heart race, and now he wanted her to stay in the same room.“It’s fine if you say no,” he whispered, breaking the hug. “I just don’t want to be alone, that’s all.”Those eyes of his made it hard for her to resist staying. The subtle plea in his eyes caused her lips to move on their own.“Yes.”His lips curled up slightly, and his eyes crinkled on one side. Tatiana realized what she had said—a word she couldn’t take back.“How’s your head?” he asked lightly as his hand reached for the hair that covered the wound and lifted it up.Tatiana’s heart skipped a beat when his hand brushed her skin. She felt a jolt of electricity run through her body and couldn’t believe how sensitive she felt around him recently.“I’m fine,” she forced herself to respond.“Let’s
"Pardon?""Pronounce that she fell into another critical heart attack, and this time, she didn’t survive," Nathan clarified, and the man's eyes widened even more.Wasn’t this man upset because the hospital almost caused his wife's death? And now, he was asking them to announce her dead.Could it be... he was the one behind the strange incident?"That’s unprofessional...""Then I should take down this...""No!" The man quickly cut Nathan off. "I’ll do as you say, but... may I ask why?""Just do as I say," Nathan responded coldly.__In a few hours, the news circulated like wildfire. Paisley’s death shocked everyone to the core. It was unexpected...However, while everyone else fell for the trick, Tatiana didn’t. When she decided to look into the matter, she found a nurse working at the hospital.When Tatiana asked about Paisley’s condition, the nurse refused to give her details until she received a bribe."Well, don’t tell anyone I told you this. I overheard Mr. Nathan Redmond visited
Shoot his leg?Nathan's brow creased as the guard delivered Cassius's message."This is Dylan's father doing, isn't it?" Nathan asked Tatiana."You should stay. I'd love to see you lose your leg. That would be a lovely scene," Tatiana responded calmly. She was glad Cassius had taken this action; she was about to throw up because of Nathan's presence.This man irritated her to the core. She wondered how stupid she had been years ago."Well, sadly I came unprepared. If I had known you were coming, I would have come better equipped," Nathan said gently. His mind drifted to the stranger at the school—the man who took down the whole school just because Nathan approached Dylan.He was definitely someone dangerous, but Nathan still wouldn’t back down."Mister," the guard called out and reached for the gun in his pocket."Alright, alright, I’m leaving. Tell your boss to chill the fuck out," Nathan stood with a dirty smirk. He looked back at Tatiana. "I'll see you around, darling."Tatiana cle
[NEXT MORNING]Tatiana woke up to the orange hues of the sun slipping through the slightly parted curtains. She frowned when her eyes met a firm chest, her nose tingling at his familiar scent.She slowly looked up at his face. Gosh, why must he be this handsome even in his sleep?His face was calm, peaceful, and serene. Tatiana's gaze lingered on his lips, her heart skipping a beat as she recalled how they felt on hers. She blushed as her heart fluttered."You know deep down he likes you, Tatiana," she recalled Indigo's words.Could it be true? This man is way out of her league. Considering the way he protects her, it slightly proves Indigo's words to be true.She can't deny the fact that she feels something for him too.Is it worth it? What if she gets hurt again? She won't be able to handle it.She gently removed her hand from around his torso and lifted it to touch his face. Just as it was about to reach his skin, he opened his eyes.Tatiana froze, her face reddening in her awkward
The next day, Tatiana's mood was bright and charming as she worked on the set. The aura around her radiated happiness."How's the big boss doing, huh?" Jolene teased as she handed a bottle of water to Tatiana during her break."What do you mean?" Tatiana asked, removing the cap of the bottle and taking a sip."Nothing," Jolene shook her head, and Tatiana raised an eyebrow. "I've got some research on Diana Rock.""Tell me about it," Tatiana demanded, and Jolene sat beside her, pulling out her tablet."She has a lot of scandals, and that's what gave her most of her fame," Jolene said, and Tatiana listened intently.The scandals mostly involve her with famous male artists or female international artists. Ninety percent of her fans hate her, but she doesn’t care. Instead, she keeps stirring up more scandals.Whether she’s found in compromising situations with men or provoking rich female artists, she always manages to cause a stir in the industry. She admits her mistakes and gains more ha
Nathan couldn't contain his anger as he smashed the tablet against the wall."Damn you!" he roared, kicking his chair. He grabbed his glass and hurled it at the wall, too. The files on his desk weren't spared either.By the time he was done scattering things around his office, his breath was heavy."Clean this mess," he ordered Finn before storming out.Diana, who had been waiting for him, rushed to his side."Mr. President, I need to talk to you," she said, but Nathan didn't respond."Mr. President!" Diana called again.Nathan suddenly halted and grabbed her hand harshly, dragging her into the empty office beside them and locking the door.Diana, shocked by his actions, frowned. "Mr. President?" she stuttered, meeting Nathan's cold and deadly gaze.As he stepped forward, Diana instinctively stepped back."What is it?" Nathan asked."Um... I made a scandal with Tatiana Wallington...""So?""Tatiana isn't responding, and I think it's not really necessary to continue these scandalous me
Tatiana's eyes widened, and her cheeks flushed. She swallowed at his words, staring at the man in disbelief."Is he being serious right now?"Tatiana's heart fluttered, a sense of tranquility coursing through her."Better t-than cookies," her voice croaked as she blinked several times.The man didn't reply. He drew her fragile body to himself and crashed his soft, inviting lips onto hers. Like a volcano, her heart exploded with desire, and she didn't hesitate to kiss him back.He trailed his firm hand from her neck to her collarbone, leading her beneath him. His tall and broad frame hovered over hers as their lips moved in sync.A soft moan escaped her throat when he cupped one of her breasts. His calloused hand massaged, squeezed, and teased her erect nipple, intensifying her desire.Her hand reached for his hair, tangling her fingers in it and pulling his head closer. His tongue struck deep into her mouth, moving in perfect harmony with hers.Finally, the kiss broke, but his mouth d
Nathan shot a deadly glare at her. He threw her harshly onto the floor and kicked her stomach. Not satisfied, he repeated the action until she bled more from her mouth and lay unmoving.Diana's vision blurred, her head spinning with pain as she forced herself to breathe."I don't fucking hit women. Because all the women I’ve met submit themselves to me. They respect and do what I fucking say, but you?--" He let out a mocking laugh. "But you and that bitch Tatiana won't stop getting on my nerves. Or would you like me to go the hard way? Oh, that would be priceless—to watch you suffer and be dragged by the media until you wish for death. I'll start with your brother."Diana's breath hitched at his last sentence. Not her brother!"Don't," she wanted to say, but her voice betrayed her. Before she knew it, Nathan Redmond had left the room.__Just as he promised, Cassius behaved like a good boy the entire time. She watched as the doctor gave him treatment and stated he needed rest."I'll m
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
Angie delivered a punch to a man's face. He staggered back with a bleeding lip. Just as he was about to fall, Angie held his collar, pulling him closer with a glare.“How could you let her in when you clearly know the rules? Rafael never lets anyone in.”The man with the bleeding lip gasped in fear. “I'm sorry, madam, but she mentioned you had summoned her and that Rafael needed to see her for an important reason.”Angie frowned at his words. What a tricky little girl she was.“And you believed her?” Angie questioned, her eyes growing colder.The man hesitated before speaking. “Well... I heard she sleeps in the Boss’s room, so I thought she might be special and wasn't lying. So I let her in... I'm sorry,” he said, his words tumbling out quickly.Angie shut her eyes, taking a deep breath to ease the anger in her chest before finally letting go of him.“You're very lucky that I'm in a good mood today because I badly want to gouge out your eyes right now,” she threatened, and the man bow
Milena asked around, tracing Angie but found herself at the gate of a new place. She hadn’t seen much of the Deathroll's confinement yet, only the training grounds, the common halls, and gym. But this… this was different.The pathway was made up of smooth stones, leading her to a garden.The sight brought a smile to her face. Oh, she loved the garden. The smell of fresh flowers filled her nostrils, and the rooftop was made of transparent glass that revealed the night sky above.The place was a breath of fresh air, an aura of tranquility she didn't want to leave.She spotted a pool—it was crystal clear, beautiful. Who would have thought a place like this existed in a clan?The fancy light in the room cast a soft glow, accentuating its beauty.In awe, Milena absorbed all the amazing features in the room. Her lips parted in wonder, but she gasped as a deep voice sounded behind her."What are you doing here?"Rafael stood a little distance from her with his hands tucked into his pockets.
Rafael stepped into his personal gym, stripping down his upper clothing, revealing his thick muscles that rippled beneath the surface.He wore his bouncer gloves and faced the punching bag with a hard look on his face.His jaw was tight, his muscles tense. Without hesitation, he threw the first punch, the impact making the bag jerk violently.Another punch. Then another. His knuckles ached, but he didn’t stop. The frustration boiling inside him needed an outlet, and this was the only way he knew how to deal with it.It was happening again... the stupid nightmare of him killing his twin brother years ago was beginning to mess with his brain. The fact that they still haunted him was driving him mad.Rafael kept hitting the bag as if his life depended on it. Each punch was brutal and full of anger and frustration.Silence had left for the mission to gather more information about the hidden alliance of the Wallington… he wanted it to be his own mission, but Silence had left refusing to le
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