(KHIONE'S POINT OF VIEW)I sighed as the driver pulled up in front of Mezzesalmas' mansion. I locked my gaze on the driver through the glass. "Giovanni can never know I never went to the hospital; do you understand?"Once he nodded, I stepped out of the car and went in through the front door. I noticed the house was empty of the Mezzelsalmas as I stepped into the elevator, which took me to Giovanni's floor since that was where my new room was.Once the elevator opened with a beep, I stepped out and waltzed towards my door without glancing at Giovanni's room; however, I retreated and stood at the front of his door instead. Was he inside? I needed to make certain that he had no idea I had not gone to the hospital as I had told him this morning. With a nod to myself, I grabbed the doorknob and pushed the door open. "Giova-"I paused at the call of his name at the scene I walked into. I froze at the door as Giovanni and whoever was under him swerved towards me."What the fuck, Khione!"
[ANASTASIA'S POINT OF VIEW] "I hope one day you do not come to regret your words today and realize he is the only one you can ever trust and run back to, and by the time you realize that, it’s already too late." Each time I heard the words in my head, they became resounding and more belligerent, and I began to feel my head pound. I stepped into the house I’d been living in for the past few weeks. I called it a house because it had never felt like a home since the moment I tread in; it had never felt right to call it a home despite the fact that everyone treated me pleasantly and I was revered as the Boss's daughter. Maybe I was not used to it yet, or maybe my heart had already found a home that I had destroyed, so no place felt like home anymore. Heck, I didn't even find space at night. I shook my head to clear my mind. It was not worth thinking about. I’d gotten what I always wanted; the past just had to be forgotten and focus on the present, which was here, in Grayson’s mansion,
(ANASTASIA'S POINT OF VIEW)Standing out on the pavement of the street was sharp as the evening puff was wintry against my skin. I tried not to grind my hands together as I waited and eventually, the man I waited for came to view, heading towards me and I couldn't help but sigh in relief since I was going to leave the cold."Good evening, Miss Anastasia." He greeted."Do you have it?" I explored right away and he nodded, opening his coat and taking out a file. I reached out to grab it but he held it out of my reach. I glowered at him."Calm there baby tiger. Payment first, that's what we agreed on."Rolling my eyes, I snatched the file from him and instantly loot my eyes through it. I disregarded the bold DNA heading at the top of the paper and resumed my search till I found it.Negative; nothing matched and the chances were zero to none.My hand clutched tightly around the file and I hoisted my head up back at the man. "Are you sure these tests are correct?"He rolled his eyes. "Of c
[ANASTASIA'S POINT OF VIEW]I sat there tied to a chair as George walked around a table piled high with various-sized blades. He flashed me a grin and reached for a large knife from the table, tracing his finger along the edge while keeping his eyes fixed on mine. I gave him the same vaporous look in return.While he moved around his table, looking for the perfect blade to pile off my flesh and trying to look like the devil when he wasn't close enough, my mind worked on different ways to get out of my bounds and possibly have my fingers around his neck and strangle him to an early demise.He set that blade down and picked up a smaller one before walking over to me and leaning his face closer to mine. I resisted the urge to spit on it.His grin grew as he delicately ran the knife's pointed edge down my cheek, delicately to not create a cut yet. "You have such a beautiful face right here; it would be a shame to see it destroyed." At his words, I felt a sharp cut on my jaw. I restrained
[ANASTASIA'S POINT OF VIEW]Two hours flew by as I counted every minute that dragged by so sluggishly.It was agonizing, but it was worth it, and as the clock struck zero, I was cutting the binds around my wrist, and once my hands were free, I slid the blade through the ropes on my legs and hopped to my feet.I went to the table, dropped the small blade, and carried a larger one, smirking as I moved towards the door.As I walked down the hall, there were no guards in sight—not even a single soul. Sorry to burst Max's bubble, but despite how well he cleared my path and organized my escape, I could have gotten out of there without his assistance. I was not the type to go down without a fight. I would rather die fighting than die peacefully. I went further and further until I was climbing the stairs that led to George's room. When I arrived, I did not hesitate to push the door open and trudge into a room with very little lighting. My gaze was drawn to the bed where Geroge lay, his arms
[ENZO’S POINT OF VIEW]Another torturous session lasted for hours and hours, but sadly, none of the men—those debilitated bastards—could survive for longer than three hours.As I approached him, I grinned at my fifth man of the day. He remained huddled back against the cage, trembling and vibrating in terror. I tsked. When were they going to realize that they could not get away from me, no matter how much they recoiled in terror? Perhaps if they surrendered willingly, I could reduce the amount of pain, but there was fun in that, and I needed my fun. Their screams served as the icing on the cake, adding to the torment and aversion in their eyes, which satisfied my inner thirst.“Enzo.”When I heard my name, I came to an unplanned halt, hissed at the intrusion, and then turned to face Kai. I raised an eyebrow as I awaited his justification for interfering with my fun time. A file bag hung loosely in his hand, and he had an enigmatic expression on his face. He cleared his throat and ex
(KHIONE'S POINT OF VIEW)I arrived at the hospital with Giovanni and went straight to the emergency waiting lobby, where Galileo was trying to console his wailing mother; Godfather Gattani sat on one of the chairs with his cane, and there was Enzo, sitting on the floor, his back against the wall, his palms over his face, discolored in blood. I noticed how his shoulders shook. Was he crying?I didn't realize when I stepped forward till a hand firmly sheathed around my wrist, and I looked up to Giovanni, who had an indecipherable expression on his face. I decided to stay put.Minutes passed with no one speaking a word to the other except for Miranda's loud sobs that crammed the space. After 30 minutes, the lights on the emergency sign went out, and soon after, a doctor stepped out. Miranda and Galileo jumped to their feet and went straight to the doctor, who had a forlorn expression on his face."How is my husband?" Miranda inquired.The doctor shook his head. "We did everything we co
[KHIONE’S POINT OF VIEW]A lot happened in a single day.Not only was Sandrino dead, Galileo had also joined his father. Miranda had been crestfallen and had been imprisoned in her room for the past two days since she woke up. Giovanni appeared to be going through the same thing since he had been splenetic with everyone that traversed his path. Godfather Gattani remained monotonous; I had no idea what was going through that man's mind. And lastly, Enzo, nobody approached him, and no one knew how he was doing as he stayed locked up in his room.The Great Mezzesalma family was in disarray.I stood in front of Enzo’s room since he was the only person who wouldn't chase me away, and I needed to know he was still alive in his room. I knocked on the door.“Enzo, it’s Khione. Can I come i-”I hadn't finished my sentence when the door opened, revealing Enzo in a muddled state. His face was still perfectly bruised from Galileo's punches, and his eyes were inflamed and sore as if he had been c