Skye’s POVThe glass in my hand flew like a baseball ball to his face and broke his nose. I did not know I had such strength similar to a real pitcher, but the man fainted right away with his face held by both hands and his stomach folded, making the man half-fallen and half-seated on the sofa chair. “How dare you step into my home and act high and mighty!” I groaned, murmuring to myself as I approached the man without feeling bothered that his face was covered with blood. It was in the middle of the day. The living room is well-illuminated by direct sunlight from the windows. I could recall the sarcasm in his voice and his laughter. “Let’s see if you can still mock me,” I said as I squatted down to stare at his face after pulling him up so I could see his face more clearly. I was cloaked with indescribable anger and fury that I think my fear of blood disappeared. Or maybe, my brain was too numb as well to process the fear that I would usually feel in situations like this.I pushe
Gab’s POV‘She is behaving strangely!’ The moment Skye started asking if Marco’s biological parents were Andrea and Marcel, she seemed to be greatly shocked. I had a wild guess their names were somehow important, but no one mentioned Marco or anything that would lead me to clarify the thought that popped into my mind only the very first time someone mentioned those names, and Marco reacted distinctively. Skye also asked if Marco was sure that her genetic parents were Regina and Brandon. It made the vague thoughts in my head clearer. ‘Does it mean Skye’s genetic parents killed Marco’s biological parents?’ I was shocked at the realization that hit me like a meteor rock falling from space. ‘If I am this shocked, I cannot imagine how Skye is taking all this information.’I silently observed the two, Marco and Skye. Skye was obviously distressed, while Marco seemed unaffected. He also said them verbally. Marco said he was not bothered about what those people that we interrogated had s
Third Person’s POVThe evil nature in Skye’s blood seemed to be activated. The fear of blood that she used to know was not fear, actually. It was the thirst for blood that her good nature tried to conceal and protect her from drifting off and being swallowed fully because it would trigger the evil nature in her. Brandon’s bloodline was from the Devil himself. But Brandon fell in love with Regina, who was a good-hearted person but caged in the devious world her father had raised her in. The findings of Marco, Skye, and Gab’s investigation was the truth, although there was no one to provide the proof that Marco wanted. The words that said Brandon and Regina killed Marco’s parents were true. Brandon envied the Alfonso couple for having a son, so he killed them. Regina found out only after the couple died. But as the son was at school at that time, Regina personally picked up the child and kept her safe until she was able to convince Brandon to keep the child alive. She suggested they r
Skye’s POV“Did you want to kill me because you could not stand the fact that I am a woman and younger than you to be the new Supremo,” I asked the man named Walter Ladwick. “Bitch!” Walter answered. “A bitch who can have you tied down by your own men personally offering their help to have you immobilized?” I mocked. “You will pay for this! I swear with my life!” Walter groaned deeply. I laughed out loud, sarcastically and sinisterly. “I wonder how many lives you have,” I cleared my throat after a devious laughter. “Because it’s either you are going to be resurrected after I shot you, or you would be able to defy death after what I am going to do with you, with the way you threaten me!” “Fuck you, bitch!” Walter cursed me like his words came from the depth of his soul. “No, Walter Ladwick, I will fuck you for messing with me!” I pulled the trigger of the dart gun after shortly aiming at his left hand positioned flat on the plank of wood where he was tied on to. “Agh!” Walter c
Marco’s POV“We have this place to ourselves,” Gab said as we stepped into a luxury bar. “This was owned by one of our associates. I asked them to empty the place and since they were just about to open for the night, they sent the customers away before we got here.” I nodded, appreciating Gab’s initiative. I believe his idea was perfect. “Not even a bartender remained?” Skye asked as she lazily sat on the big-size single seater chair. “What would you like to have?” I asked, making my tone sound as casual as I could manage. I was glad with how Skye hooked her arm on mine as we left Walter Ladwick’s place earlier. And even on our way here, Skye did not leave the spot between Gab and me in the car. She told our men to take another car while only the three of us crowded ourselves to sit on the front seat of a twelve seater van— the service car of our men, instead of having someone drive for us with the SUV car that we rode on our way here. “I’d like to have something strong. Somethin
Gab’s POVI silently but attentively watched the two, Marco and Skye, as the latter seemed to let her honest thoughts flow out of her mouth from the most hidden corner of her heart while the former tried to comfort and assure her that she did not have to worry about anything. When we left George, we did not have much time to discuss the matter that bothered Skye more deeply because there were intruders that were waiting for us. Whether they were there to harm or anything in particular, we did not get the chance to know because Skye made sure they did not see the following sunrise after the moment they stepped into her home uninvited.After knowing who sent the intruders into her home, Skye did not waste a minute more and decided to go find their locations right away. The closest to our location was Walter Ladwick, and so he was the first one to receive Skye’s wrath. In between moments, at times when I could steal chances to speak with Marco discreetly, I asked him about his thoughts
Marco’s POV“What happened?” I thought. I looked around. Skye was still asleep, and she remained lying in my arms. Gab asked if I wanted to let her lie flat on the plush sofa chair nearby, but I declined the idea. I wanted to keep holding her because I hadn’t been able to get close to her physically ever since she started to put a distance between us. “Is he asleep, too?” I thought as I looked at Gab. He was leaning his head on the backrest of the chair he was sitting on as if he was staring at the ceiling, but I could not see his eye clearly. I couldn’t tell if he had his eyes close or not. And he wasn’t making any movements at all. The glass in his hold was empty. It seemed like he lazily dropped his hand to his side after chugging the contents in it and leaned his head back. “Marco!” I heard a voice calling me. It wasn’t Gab’s voice; I was sure of it. And it wouldn’t have been Skye’s because she was fast asleep in my arms. I looked around, but there was no one I could see in th
Matt’s POV“What the hell happened?” I asked, roaring in anger as soon as I arrived at the scene. “We fucked up, man! Hurry! You have to do something!” Gab sounded like somebody I did not know, as fear seemed to devour him enormously. I couldn’t reach any of the three of them in the past weeks right after Marco asked me to check Skye’s DNA, matching it with Marco’s foster parents. Marco and Gab said I was better off their radar. I guessed they were in trouble, but they did not want to drag me along. I have been on alert this entire time. My doctor’s bag had been on constant check if I had missed putting something important in there. And I felt like I had been in constant fear every time my phone would ring or vibrate, afraid it would be from them telling me something bad happened, and they would need my professional assistance.“I don’t know what made me think this day would come, but I have been uneasy all this time,” I groaned as I rushed to check Skye’s condition. “I have been u