It was Monday, and Tatiana gushed over her son's school outfit. She said sweet words to him, assuring him that he would love the school.After dropping her son off at school, Tatiana kissed his cheek and bid him goodbye. She entered her car and zoomed off after making sure he was safely inside.Unknown to her, Paisley spotted her from a distance. She was in her car with her son, Landon.Tatiana had just dropped a kid around the age of her son at the school her son also attended. With a rough guess, the boy was around the age of five. Nathan had betrayed her six years ago.Could it be that the boy was Nathan's son? Impossible!Getting home, Tatiana took out her laptop and continued her research. Catelyn had told her something strange about Maya.Though she tried to ignore the strange feeling, she couldn't help her curiosity. She scrolled down Mason's page and saw how lovely their couple pictures were.Just last week, Mason claimed to have gifted his wife an expensive car. Nothing seeme
Paisley tried to get out of her hold, but Tatiana was stronger than she imagined. She felt a taste. Salty. Urine! She struggled more, only to have Tatiana push her head further.Tatiana pulled out her head, her grip on Paisley's hair still hard and firm, like she was going to pull it out of her scalp."Let me give you a warning, bitch. The next time you cross paths with me, mind the way you use your words. Talk shit about my boy again, and I swear you'll experience a fate crueler than death," Tatiana warned, her tone icy. She dipped Paisley's head briefly into the toilet again before releasing her.Stepping out, Tatiana composed herself and returned to her calm and charming aura. As she walked through the hall, she felt the curious gazes of the onlookers and cared less about it.Paisley splashed the running water on her face, scrubbing it intensively. She could still taste, smell, and feel the urine. How dare Tatiana?! Does she think this was years ago? Does she even know what she had
"That, I can't tell," Nathan mumbled, and Paisley's eyes widened."But you told me you haven't touched her since two years before the wedding!" Paisley yelled."Why are you so riled up?" Nathan raised a brow."You lied?! Is that child yours?! It can't be! Tatiana can't have your child; she can't!" Paisley yelled."Go freshen up; I'm hungry." Nathan stood and made to leave, but Paisley quickly held him."It's not your child, Nathan. Please tell me the child is not yours," Paisley pleaded, and Nathan shot a glare at her."Can you stop overreacting? We are done with this conversation," he said coldly, shrugging her hand off.Paisley shook her head. "It can't be. Nathan doesn't have another child outside. I'm the only one who bore her child. I'm the only one." She quickly took her phone to make some calls.Nathan stepped into his study room, his gaze swirling with an unknown emotion. He pulled out his phone and called his assistant."Hello, boss," his assistant answered immediately."Find
The room fell silent. Cassius didn't flinch or act as if they had exited. Instead, he waited for them to leave, but they didn’t. Why did they have to ruin the moment?Tatiana finally came to her senses and pushed him away from herself. He let her, taking a step backward.An awkward smile appeared on Tatiana's face as her eyes darted from the three figures."I... it's not what you think... umm, we were not doing anything," Tatiana stuttered badly.This was the first time Catelyn had seen Tatiana lost for words. Tatiana had always been a straightforward, courageous woman. So who was the man beside him? Her eyes narrowed, seeing the striking resemblance to Dylan in the man."Mr. King," Jolene struggled to breathe. Catelyn got her answer. Dylan's father?Cassius simply tucked both of his hands into his pockets, waiting for any of them to break the silence. The atmosphere was tense, but he cared less."Auntie, you wanted to prepare coffee. I think Mr. King would like to have some," Tatiana
The next day, Tatiana decided to visit King’s company. Catelyn was right; the earlier, the better."Paisley is not only a bitch to herself and everyone, but she is also a bitch to her own son. How could she get into her little boy's head just because of her selfish self..." Jolene wouldn't stop talking after hearing Dylan's words from Tatiana. "Maybe we should change his school. If Paisley knows about Dylan, then the bastard Nathan knows about him too."Tatiana sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "I knew I shouldn't have come to this country, but I don't have a choice. That's why I need to tell him soon.""He'll probably be a little mad, but I think he'll be cool. Mr. King is cold but not to you, I guess.""He said I'll face the consequences. Of what exactly? I didn’t steal anything from him.""You stole his heart," Jolene teased."I'll cut your tongue," Tatiana warned, and Jolene chuckled. Tatiana's phone buzzed, and she quickly pulled it out, thinking it was Cassius, but it was
Tatiana was led into the large hall filled with exquisite people clad in their unique attire. Their chatter filled the air, making the atmosphere lively."Idol," Hudson rushed to her, worries filling his gaze. "Are you alright?" he asked calmly. His black, alluring suit matched the cheerful aura around him."Yeah, I'm fine, thanks to Mr. King," Tatiana responded, her heart still racing a bit from the harsh encounter outside. What if he hadn't saved her? That would have been a mess."I'm glad to hear that. I'm so sorry about it. I'll find out who did that," Hudson assured, and she nodded."Thanks, Mr. Hudson.""Hudson, just call me Hudson. I'll take you to Cassius," he said and led her away from the crowd.Indigo, who was busy discussing with some of her friends, saw this and furrowed her brow. Tatiana was here again, and Hudson was leading her to Cassius. What was her deal?Hudson led Tatiana up to a large, not-so-dark room. There, Cassius stood with one of his hands tucked in his poc
"Wow! King of cards indeed," some of the men around the table cheered.Mason's nose flared up in anger. He took Maya by her hand, dragging her to a corner."You did that on purpose, didn't you? You made me lose," he growled, holding her wrist tightly."Let go of me!" Maya winced. "I'm not a gambler, and I can't keep doing this," she sobbed. Before Mason could reply, a familiar, deep, rich voice sounded behind them."Is everything alright, Mr. Mason?"They both turned to see the man they had lost their money to. Maya was relieved he was here; she should ask for his help since she knew her husband was going to abuse her again."It's nothing. I'm just talking to my wife," Mason replied curtly, his grip on Maya's wrist tightening."How about we play another game?" the man politely suggested."What?""May I have your wife tonight? I'll pay you 10 billion dollars and also spread the word that you won me in a card game," the well-dressed man proposed.Maya wanted to retaliate, but her husban
"I was betrothed to Mason Jones ever since high school by my father, who saw my life as a means to build his empire. Despite being bound to Mason, I loved him deeply. When I turned twenty, we got married.At first, he seemed like the perfect husband, fulfilling his responsibilities flawlessly. He was the best man I could have wished for. But after two years, everything changed. It started with him hitting me in the face after I yelled at him. He begged for forgiveness, claiming it was a mistake. However, he continued to hurt me repeatedly.On the fateful day I discovered I was pregnant, I was overjoyed to share the news with him. But when I confronted him about his gambling addiction and tried to intervene, he retaliated by hitting me again. That night, he didn't stop until I was bleeding...I lost my first child, and he showed no remorse. He nearly lost everything—his bank was on the verge of bankruptcy, which affected his company. But he never stopped gambling away all he had. When
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
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
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