Nico's POVAll my excitement fades into thin air as I step into the large hall.My personal assistant walks in behind me, holding a set of files under one arm.My mind isn’t here at all; it still feels like I’m back in my office. A part of me wonders if Jasmine would still be there."You're late, Clifford," the spokesman of the board says. I look up to see the huge man in a gray suit and black tie. He leans back in his chair at the head of the round table and taps his smartwatch as if trying to prove a point.I roll my eyes with a shrug, walking deeper into the hall."Do you have a problem?" My voice rings out, holding a mixture of indifference and challenge as I stride toward the table.All the partners are already there. A few of them I recognize from previous meetings and events I was forced to attend. Then there are the ones I have to keep an eye on, always ready to pull out my gun and go full mafia mode if necessary. Like Chad, for instance.I pull out a chair and slip into it.M
Nico POV"They want to negotiate," Aaron says, catching me off guard. I pause, and for a moment, I just stare back at him, unsure of what to say. Finally, I snap out of my daze and clench my fist in rage."I'm not up for another one of their petty games," I say stiffly. "You can't be serious," Aaron throws his hand into the air and sighs in exasperation. "It's true that they are much of a headache, but won't you consider a negotiation process rather than downright war?" he asks."I wish you made sense, I really do." I shake my head vehemently. I turn away from him and instead focus on the driveway down below. After everything in the world, it seems so helpless launching. I find it hard to believe that all they ever wanted was an audience with me."Now listen, Aaron," I say, turning back to him. "You don't know these people like I do. You have no idea what Robert is capable of. I didn't predict him to move this quickly, but there's always been some bad blood between La Camorra and t
Jasmine POVI find myself nodding to his offer. It seems to be honest enough, and there was nothing really against my going out for a friendly lunch with him."Of course," I say.I have a feeling that being friends with a veteran that knows the ropes in the company would come in handy sometime."Well, ladies first," he says, standing up with a light smile on his face.I follow Adrian out of the office. The other man in the room doesn't really seem to notice anything, as throughout the whole time he was literally just sorting out some files and paying no heed to us."Maybe if you're up for it, I can give you a tour around the place," Adrian offers.I give a nod. I'm still wondering why he was being so nice. There has to be a reason behind it, right? I think to myself. I warn myself not to get too carried away with his act, just in case.I trail after him as we reach the elevator. He's at least 6 ft tall with long legs, and I have to walk fast to keep up with him."So tell me, Jasmine,
Jasmine's POVTime passes, and gradually, I get the hang of the job at the company. This morning, my mind drifts to the current situation. Over the days, I’ve managed to get a little more information about Chad and his divorce from Amelia, but even though people talk about it, I still don't know the real story behind it. I know that to get it, I'll have to ask him myself.After the day I ran into him and turned him down when he practically begged to speak with me, Chad has kept his distance—and rightly so.Yet, I'm still thinking about it.For some reason that is more than natural curiosity I feel very much interested in the situation. Even though it should have been 2 years ago I still feel like it was just the previous day that those two betrayers got married. And now I can't help what feel satisfied. Maybe what I really want is revenge. Something to make it feel equal between us. I don't deserve what he did to me maybe all this while my mind is just looking for justification for
NICO POV—TWO DAYS AGOI step into the booth of the bar. The men look up, and the music stops immediately. There are a couple of tables around, and the members of the mafia are seated.Everyone looks up as I walk inside."We have a problem," I announce immediately. I slide into one of the chairs and cross my legs. Fabio passes me a bottle of martini.I wave my hand, turning him down. I need a clear head for this.He raises an eyebrow but says nothing. "What about?" he asks, sitting up straight.The rest of the men seem interested as well."We have to take the Lord of the Night down. They've been way too much trouble than I expected," I say with a sigh.Thinking about it already leaves me stressed out."Is it going to be a war, then?" Fabio asks."Honestly, at this point, I really don't care if it comes to that," I grumble in a low voice. "But first, we need to find out what they really want from us.""Mario, I need you to make some arrangements and propose a negotiation with them," I
Nico POVPresent dayAs I step into Jasmine's house now, I know that I'm walking on thin ice. A lot is at stake, especially with Camila's family appearing here in LA just for the sake of keeping an eye on me. Although, frankly speaking, they never liked me in the first place, and I would have long punched them in the teeth if I didn't have a contract of peace standing between me and them.What I really need is some time out away from everything. I gave Jasmine some space too. Not that I wanted to, but it was probably for the best for now and to keep her safe... Well, that is until times like now that I can't bear the distance anymore."You almost sound like you can stop me if I do want something," I say in a low voice as I back her against the wall. She steps back so easily, it was almost hypnotizing to watch."What do you want?" she asks, inching away from me as much as she could.I don't answer her question immediately and instead I tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear. My han
Jasmine’s POVI catch the chill in Nico's words immediately. It's almost like he is about to unleash hell. His eyes are darkened with a possessive edge, and he stares back at Richard with an intensity that leaves me scared for the young man's life."He's my driver," I say immediately. Somehow Nico's rage scares the shit out of me. Under different circumstances, I would have actually been happy that I didn't have his attention anymore.Nico pulls back from me.His gaze softens slightly, but when he speaks, he still sounds as cold as ice."You're relieved of duty for today. She's coming with me."I open my mouth to protest but fall silent again. Chances are that he is already reviewing a hundred different ways to make Richard disappear and has already figured out how to make ninety-nine of them look like accidents.Richard stares between the both of us. He takes an involuntary step backward, his expression laced with confusion. However, even the most clueless person would still sense th
JASMINE POVNico chuckles, his voice deep and filled with amusement. I look away, feeling a flush rise up my cheek."Well, you can certainly call it that," he says, and I catch the tiny smirk on his face.I wish that I could glare at him and prove to him that I wasn't so caught up in his spell as much as he thought. Eventually, my better judgment overshadows the irrational need to protect my pride, or at least what is left of it, and I follow him through the glass doors that mark the opening of the restaurant and bar.The inside smells like baked bread and roasted chicken. I breathe in the sweet savor, feeling my appetite come back even though I had just had my breakfast only half an hour ago.Nico laces his hand through mine as he leads me through the numerous rows of tables, some round and transparent while others are rather rectangular, and some even rubber.It looks much like a mini ballroom, well furnished with flowers on tables and chandeliers hanging overhead, reflecting differ
Chad's POV He doesn't reply to me immediately but instead passes across some coded message to the rest of the men, and they take their sweet time circling us, forming a tight barricade around the car. I clench my fist, knowing that this situation is one that I won't be able to get out of easily.What do you want from me? I say, trying for another approach."You're asking unnecessary questions, man," the masked man says in a gruff voice. He raises his weapon, pointing the gun directly at my head. Anything that makes him pull the trigger at this point leaves me completely dead. The reality is enough to bring shivers down my spine. I purse my lip, thinking desperately for any means of escape. What is happening? My mind keeps on turning up completely blank, and honestly, it leaves me very much frustrated. What do you want from me? I find myself asking at this point. All I'm doing is trying to get the conversation going and stall him for as long as I can while waiting not so patientl
CHAD'S POV"It's not over yet," I tell myself as the car drives down the road. Now that I know for sure that I can't get Jasmine to myself, I dedicate my time to exposing Nico instead.It's not like I hate him, it's just that when it comes to Jasmine, I feel genuinely remorseful of my actions in the past, and I want to make sure she ends up with someone better than me at least. Nico, though well-dressed and handsome and all, didn't cut that aspect.I grit my teeth, my hands tightening by my sides. Luckily my driver doesn't take notes—or maybe he does—and he knows better than to talk unnecessarily or try to make up conversations.Fine, maybe I was a bit jealous of Nico, but that doesn't matter now. If I was to be completely honest, nothing much matters to me right now.I still have the car now driving down and arriving in the main road. There is only a tinge of satisfaction that I feel from seeing Nico's angry face. Now that will be a bonus that I will be sure to remember for a long ti
JASMINE'S POVAfter the episode with Chad, I don't know what to think anymore. Or more specifically, I choose not to think of anything. It's just too dangerous to let my thoughts move around unrestrained in my head after everything that happened.And I don't think that I've seen Nico so damn angry in my life. I shudder from the thought. I don't even need to evoke my senses to visualize his emerald green eyes spitting fire and the look on his face filled with pure rage.I can swear that he was ready to kill someone back there, and I can only imagine what would have happened if I wasn't there to stop him. I shake my head, chasing away the thought. I don't want to think that Nico has no self-control over the dangerous side of him.The car parks and I look up. "We are at the company, ma'am," Richard informs me. He steps down from the car and opens my side of the door for me. I give a nod. I was too preoccupied in my thoughts to even notice that we had long arrived back at the company.I s
NICO'S POV I watch her stumble back in shock, her eyes widening. She seems really surprised to see me.“What are you doing here?” she mutters, her voice shaking.I don’t give a direct answer but instead step inside the room and scan my eyes around the forum. Someone is there, sitting in the living room. I recognize his features immediately.The fucker, Chad, is here. But what the hell is he doing in the hallway? And why did she let him in?My eyes turn back to fall on Jasmine. There is a sense of fear in the air. I can guess that an argument has taken place here.“What are you doing here?” I speak directly to Chad.Chad stands up from the seat and stares back at me, his eyes defiant.“Well, I’m sure that I have my own freedom of speech and movement, Nico Ferrari,” he speaks, his voice full of malice.Like a glare, I glance through the corner of my eyes and see the way Jasmine is trembling. I’m sure that this motherfucker said something to her, and I don’t like him. His mere presence
Jasmine's POV The black sedan car was parked in front of my house, just a few feet away from the man who brings back unnecessary memories. I would want to tell the driver to slow down and say, "Look at it closely," praying against hope that it wasn't what it seemed to be.Finally, we stepped past it and came to park in the garage. I stepped out of the car immediately and searched around, however, to find this man leaning against the door of the house walls—none other than Chad himself.Hell no, why does he keep on appearing? I wonder to myself and walk up to him cautiously. I know that I have to be careful. I don't know what he wants.Frankly speaking, I've not been able to tell if he's appearing or not appearing at unpredictable timings. And not to talk of the way he behaved towards Nico—almost like he knew something I didn't.I shook my head. I'm not going to doubt Nico. Not now that I finally seem to be getting along and agreeing on something. He just has to step out of the way.P
Jasmine's POV Nico smiles lightly, but he doesn't tell you because he's going to disclose the information any moment soon. He stands up and kisses me lightly on the cheek. "I know, but you don't have to worry about it. I'm going to sort this all out in a couple of days." I know and understand that this is something that he has to do himself.In the meantime, I say equally, "That's enough. Since I'm already in the company, I might as well get to work."Nico looks like he is about to object, but I raise a hand, telling him, "I'm not going to just sit around and let you treat me like a princess."He smiles. "Are you sure you don't want that?"I roll my eyes and shake my head. "No, I would like to actually be useful and earn my position here."Nico sighs, knowing that he won't be able to convince me otherwise, since I have a pretty strong gut when it comes to finding my place. "I'll call you if I need anything."I nod and wave at him as I step out of the office. I appreciate the fact th
Nico's POV I look up and see my manager step into the office. He briefly graces us, me and Jasmine. His poker face faults us for a while, but he quickly masks it with another professional one. If he has his own reservations or questions, he doesn't ask any of them, but instead stands patiently by the door, waiting for me to acknowledge him. I raise an eyebrow at him, wondering what he wants with me now. I just barely stepped foot into the company, and personally speaking, I had hoped to spend some time with Jasmine in private. There's still a lot of things that she is yet to understand, and I want to make her do so to the best of my ability. However, of course, coming to the company, I could only have imagined that there would be work waiting for me. It's not like my manager could be here to see me go idle for more than half an hour. "I'll be right back," I whisper to Jasmine, and carefully remove my hand from hers. That also leaves me holding her in a tense grip. I regret it; ho
Jasmine's POVHe stares back at me without a change in expression. Suddenly, those deep green eyes that seem to read even my soul jump into the line of one beat. I find it hard to believe that I can ever do the case. I take it is worth trying to think of what to do. No one is ever prepared for this kind of situation, and what proves to come is what proves to remain.Finally, I take a deep breath. Even though I pretend that I don't know what's happening, and I'm entirely shocked by the way things are progressing, deep down, I seem to already know all the answers. I tend to question if I already decided to give him a chance, and don't want to go, then what's wrong with right now? That's the question that I ask myself."Well, he's your son," I point out quietly. "Of course you can't take care of him." He pulls me into a hug immediately. "Thank you," he breaks down on my shoulder. And only then do I realize that he has been holding his breath. It kind of makes me smile as well. Touching t
JASMINE'S POVIt's late in the night when I finally arrived back in Los Angeles. After bidding Nico goodbye and taking Michael with me to the apartment, I feel like I'm finally done for the day. It has been a very long one. First, I had to get Isabella and Michael ready for the information exercise. I still did not go here before, but all in all, I would say that they are much better than I thought. I feel a bit of relief now, even though I'm back in the enemy's lair. But for some reason, I do feel like Michael is actually here to take care of me this time. I feel if all they want is a second chance, then I might as well give it to him. After all, there's no harm in trying, right? Also, I thought I'm still on my guard, though.I think as I enter in the combination lock and turn back, watching as the bright red Ferrari zooms out of the compound, I try not to think too much about him as I push open the door. Isabella carries an already sleeping Michael inside the house. The house feels