“That’s what you call capture?! Where did you put the fucking wire I gave you? In your ass?” Commissioner Wilson shouted, making Isaac roll his eyes.
“If you are incompetent and cannot capture the evidence you prepared yourself, then it is not my problem.” he sighed “I could have ended up with a bullet in my head if that piece of junk of yours had let out one last hiss, but you’re not listening to me talk shit, are you?”
“Listen here, you son of a bitch…”
“Calm down, Greg. The boy has a point. Don't forget he is our best tool right now. None of the others managed to approach the Greco’s as successfully as he did.” Wilson’s right-hand man, Detective Holloway, interceded “Relax a little. What we captured was enough evidenc
If anyone in high society were asked who Millicent Bianchi was, there would be only one answer: She was the eldest daughter of Massimo Bianchi. And, because of that, she had everything.Even though she doesn't deserve it. She had a loving family, loyal friends, a job she had achieved without any effort and a surname that carried a legacy too great for someone as mediocre as her... And now, she also had a flawless engagement party. Courtesy of a perfect groom to a not-so-perfect bride. This was very clear to everyone, as her future husband was happily greeting all the High Society bigwigs who were scattered around the Bianchi’s garden, while Millicent was there, hidden in the shadows, observing everything from afar.Like always. “You know you don’t have to force yourself to do this.” Her mother’s gentle voice whispered in her ear “It’s a big step. If you don’t want to go through with all of this, your father and I will be here to protect you and sort things out.”“I know you will be
“You can do this, Millie. Just… Breathe.”Millicent muttered to herself, hoping her frantic thoughts might drown out the murmurs and sharp looks that followed her the instant she crossed the hallway. “Oh, it looks like daddy’s little princess insisted on coming to yet another meeting… What do you think?” a female voice asked, mischievously “Is she finally going to present something today? Or just lean on Mr. Carnby’s work, as always…?”“Are you crazy?!” another woman gasped “Lower your voice! Mr. Bianchi may not be here today, but he will definitely know if any of us are caught talking shit about his daughter!” It would have been very easy for Millicent to simply turn around and confront them. However, since the last thing she wanted was to see someone on their knees, begging her to save their jobs, she just continued on her way, silently. Presenting her project was the only thing she should worry about and the only reason she was fighting her heavy eyes and her tired body. It had t
“And that is my proposal, gentlemen.” Still motionless, Millicent watched her fiancé sit down, not even looking in her direction as the executives began to chat among themselves, clearly satisfied. Austin just remained smiling, almost as if he hadn't realized he had just introduced her project as his own, repeating every single word she had rehearsed exhaustively over the past few days. “An excellent presentation as always, Mr. Carnby.” one of the executives praised “Now, to complete our list, we have… Oh. Miss. Bianchi.” the old man snorted, causing all the eyes at the table to turn to her, but not in a friendly way.For a moment, Millicent managed to part her lips, but no words dared to come out. What could she say to convince these men that the project they were praising had been entirely hers? Should she just embarrass herself like that, even though she knew they would just laugh and mock her? “Millicent decided to take a break from her own project to help me with mine.” Austin
For a moment, the hallway was so silent that, in the midst of her shock and horror, Millicent even wondered if she was hallucinating, after such a terrible day.But Jasmine didn't let that doubt last more than a second. “Yes, Austin, baby! Harder!”“What the fuck…!” Sage growled under his breath “Those bastards! I can't believe it…! Millie? Millie, wait…!”Ignoring that low request, Millicent just let her feet guide her numb body to Jasmine's bedroom door, where not only did the suggestive growls become clearer, but she could also hear a second voice. The voice of someone who was obviously there with Jasmine, but who was still like a knife in Millicent's chest.“I already told you to shut up!” Austin grunted, but there was a clear smile in his voice.“Why?” Jasmine proved, her voice distorted with a malice that Millie would never have imagined her sweet and joyful friend was capable of “Are you afraid that some guard will hear us again…? Or, maybe, that your precious baby girl may be
As soon as she knocked on the door of Isaac's room for the first time, Millicent had to muster all her concentration not to tremble. About ten minutes had passed since she had heard Austin and Jasmine say things she would never forget, but the realization only seemed to be hitting her at that moment, as the tension grew in her chest. The mix of anger and a broken heart had made it seem like her only choice, but…Was she really about to do something like that?However, before she could even reflect on that question, the door opened and, suddenly, Isaac was there, making her swallow hard. He was wearing just sweatpants and a towel around his shoulder. His dark blond hair was still damp and, to her surprise, his chest was not just covered in muscles and tattoos, but also scars, some so deep that not even the ink could hide. It was probably the result of the accident he got into after driving drunk when they were teenagers, but still…“Let me guess…” he interrupted his thoughts, with thos
“Oh, baby… You promised me you would let me drink something before we enjoyed our last moments at the hotel…”Jasmine's giggle was pretty audible, but Millicent just ignored it and continued staring at the long, impeccably arranged table in front of her, patiently waiting for her guests to arrive at that particular bar in the hotel.“Millicent!” Austin gasped and, only then, did she allow herself to turn around, wearing the best smile she had rehearsed “What are you doing here?” She watched Austin pull away from Jasmine suddenly, arranging his robe like he was the epitome of chastity and Jasmine had her hair messed up like that just because of a good night's sleep.It was sickening to realize they had never made such a point of hiding those clues, but Millicent just turned a blind eye to it, acting like the blind idiot she knew they were hoping to find."Good morning. I hope you guys are hungry.” was all she said, as warmly as she could manage “I woke up early and asked the chef to pr
“Are you sure you’re okay, Millie?” Sage’s murmur in her ear made Millicent’s head throb, but even so she quickly disguised her expression, giving her bodyguard the calmest smile she was able to force."I am fine. It's just a little fever. The pills may be taking a while to work, but I'm sure I'll be better soon.” she tried to convince even herself, dragging her haggard body in the direction of where the hotel employees were carrying her bags “I think the last few days have taken more of a toll on me than I expected.” Millie grumbled, needing to hold her heavy head for a moment “You look irritated. Did something happen?”"No. Things are going as you predicted.” Sage growled lowly, clearly furious “But that bastard had the audacity to take his bitch on your father's jet and leave you here, all alone...” “Don’t worry. I know.” Millie muttered, taking out her cell phone to look one last time at the messages Austin had sent her.“Hey, baby. I hope your shopping in the city was good, beca
Millicent's body felt as heavy as lead when she managed to open her eyes, but at least her head wasn't hurting anymore. The last thing she remembered was being carried by Isaac to a seat on his plane, where an old doctor with a kind smile had given her some more pills. However, those had been strong enough to knock her out in a way that she didn't even know how much time had passed. Although they were certainly no longer on the ground, as there were clouds passing by the small window nearby...And Isaac was sitting in the armchair right in front of hers. His broad body dominated everything and made even that huge padded chair seem small. He still looked cold and intimidating, even though he looked casual like that, as he checked something on the tablet in his hands. But the way he was no longer wearing a jacket and the top few buttons on his shirt were half open made Millicent blush. Damn, she was too sick
“That’s what you call capture?! Where did you put the fucking wire I gave you? In your ass?” Commissioner Wilson shouted, making Isaac roll his eyes.“If you are incompetent and cannot capture the evidence you prepared yourself, then it is not my problem.” he sighed “I could have ended up with a bullet in my head if that piece of junk of yours had let out one last hiss, but you’re not listening to me talk shit, are you?”“Listen here, you son of a bitch…”“Calm down, Greg. The boy has a point. Don't forget he is our best tool right now. None of the others managed to approach the Greco’s as successfully as he did.” Wilson’s right-hand man, Detective Holloway, interceded “Relax a little. What we captured was enough evidenc
“I hope you don’t mind giving me a few minutes of your time, sweetie.” Fiona smiled, her body expression and murmured voice making it clear she was, once, certainly very seductive.“Should I be interested in something that cannot be heard by Mr. Greco?” Isaac shot back, but his words only made her laugh.“Why, darling. Anyone who does business with the Greco’s is part of the family and you shouldn’t act like that towards the family.” She placed her hand on his shoulder, stroking it for a second, before he moved away “Besides, it's not like I'm wanting to do anything out of Ugo's eyes. I just know this is a subject that bores him, but I have a feeling it won't be like that for you.” “Maybe, if you take the trouble to be a little more direct, I can tell you whether I’m interested or not.”“A straightforward man, I see. Well, from what I've heard about Evan's plans for you, I can't say it's your fault for being so grumpy like that.” she sighed, falsely worried, but obviously didn't pursu
Greco's Strip Club smelled of smoke, alcohol and sex. A smell so strong that it seemed to permeate everyone there, from the burly security guards guarding each of the doors and the completely naked women gyrating in the polidances. Even Isaac felt like that smell would stay in his nose forever, even if he had only visited that club a handful of times. When it all started, he thought he would have to become a regular at that place to get what he wanted, like the rest of the drunk men scattered around. However, Ugo Greco seemed to have made plans for him sooner than Isaac expected.“Here, handsome.” the waitress who had guided him inside the club stopped in front of a huge iron door that appeared to be armored, an inviting smile on her face “You can ask the girls inside whatever you want, but don't forget that I saw you first, yes?” When he simply ignored her and went to open the door, the girl just snorted, “Still playing hard to get, I see. I can increase the discount I said I would g
After everything she had gone through to get to that position, Millicent never thought she would be distracted during a meeting with executives. But, that was exactly what was happening at that moment. And there was only one culprit, the same one who was sitting by her side in the meeting room.Isaac Carnby.In another of many moments of weakness, she glanced in his direction out of the corner of her eye, only to look away quickly when she found those blue eyes fixed on her. Damn. Her body missed him. Madly. She couldn't deny it. However, a part of her was still angry with him. And her pride simply couldn't allow what had happened at her uncle's party to be forgotten so easily. If they really were partners, then he had to learn to communicate with her, especially about serious matters, like what he had insinuated about Austin. As much as her lips were burning for his kiss, Isaac needed to learn to be honest with her. After all, what did he think his mouth was for? Just to touch his lip
“Millicent! Millicent!” Austin’s scream echoed through the halls, closer and closer to Millicent’s ears, but she didn’t let it bother her. Instead, she continued to stare at the laptop on the table, standing next to Laura Poulin, until the office door finally opened, making a loud clang as if it had been kicked.“Millicent!” Austin growled, his face almost scarlet with anger “What did you do…?” he was in the middle of asking the question when he finally seemed to notice Laura standing there, which caused his posture to change drastically, like a flame hit by ice water “Mrs. Poulin… Why didn't you tell me you'd be in the office today? I would be delighted to welcome you to my office...”“Mrs. Poulin is not only involved in the films and series that will come out of your project, Mr. Carnby.” Millicent snorted, straightening up “Anyway, we're having a private meeting. Why did you come into my office uninvited and cause such a commotion?”“The reason? I just found out that you broke an ag
“Mr. Carnby…” Mr. Young was the first to speak, looking as shocked as Millicent felt to see Isaac act that way, his hateful gaze in his brother’s direction, making no move to let go of Austin’s wrist “I think you misunderstood what we were talking about. There is nothing personal about the proposal we just made to Miss Bianchi…”“And, even if there was, none of that is your business!” Austin growled, but even his best efforts didn't seem to be able to make him escape Isaac's grip “We're talking about something that will contribute to the company you've invested millions in, as you always make a point of repeating. Isn't that why you appointed my ex-fiancee to oversee my project? To make sure you always had an eye on everything? Or could it be that, in the end, all you wanted was to keep your eyes on something else, Isaac?” he sneered, with a smirk “It seems not everything is completely under your control, as you like to pretend, right?”Millicent waited for Isaac to rebut his brother w
If there was one thing Millicent knew about Austin, it was that arrogant smile. It was the kind of expression he always wore when he thought he won something, especially a battle.And, if he was acting like that while being accompanied by the other company executives, then it was certainly not something good that was coming.“Hello, gentlemen.” She smiled her best diplomatic smile, as if she didn't have a care in the world as she picked up another glass and approached them “Are you enjoying the party?” “Yes, Miss Bianchi. Despite all the financial problems he has faced in recent years, your uncle clearly still has a lot of support to receive. I am sure he will get through this crisis with ease.” Mr. Young, one of the executives who Millicent knew to be one of the closest to Evan, ran his eyes around the room, not really looking very pleased that Dante was so close to overcoming all the boycotts that Emma was promoting and that no one seemed to have the courage to mention “As expected,
Millicent hadn't forgotten her resolution after meeting Alessia Greco for the first time. Isaac was a free man and it was none of her business whether he had women throwing themselves at his feet, whether he reciprocated their feelings or not. At times like that, she should just think of a quick excuse to give Everly a satisfactory answer that wouldn't jeopardize their plans. Whether or not Isaac had anything to do with Mr. Greco's daughter, Millicent was sure he would never let that jeopardize their agreement.But for some reason, even knowing all of this and even though Isaac was clearly trying to move his arm away from Alessia and put her on her side, seeing them close like that, looking almost like a couple while Mr. Greco smiled almost proud manner to Isaac, made Millicent's stomach twist in a terrible way.“Do they have business together?” Everly asked, again very interested.“Uh… I don't know all the details about his business. I think this is something only he can answer.” Mil
“You're a pretty good dancer, Mr. Carnby. Has anyone ever told you that?” Millicent laughed as Isaac twirled her gently in the rhythm of the music around the hall.“If my memory serves me right, I think you're the first to tell me something like that, Miss Bianchi.” There was a teasing smile on his face as his arm wrapped around her hips even more firmly, cradling her against his chest in a way that wasn't necessary during a dance like that "But I'll take it as a new skill I just found out. You know, it’s not like I’m really used to dancing.” “I have a hard time believing that.” she raised an eyebrow as he twirled her perfectly once more “Or, maybe, I’m not giving you enough credit. I took some dance and etiquette classes at school when I was a teenager, but I was always terrible at it. I think all those teachers were right when they said that, if the guide knows what they are doing, then the dance will turn out as it should.” “Well…” his smile fell a little, but his voice remained c