Alice's POV I woke up feeling refreshed and ready for the day, but as I rolled over to Liam's side of the bed, I realized he wasn't there.That was unusual. Liam always made it a point to be by my side when he could, but I shrugged it off and got up to start my day.As I walked down the stairs, I noticed Silver, one of my female guards, standing by the entrance with a serious expression on her face."Good morning, Silver," I greeted her, trying to sound casual."Good morning, Bessa," she replied, her voice flat."What's going on?" I asked, noticing that something was off."Boss has gone out with Simone to capture Jackson," she explained.My eyes widened in excitement. I had been waiting for this moment for a long time.Jackson had messed with the wrong person when he killed my friends, and I was eager to see him pay for his actions."Take me to the location," I said, my voice dripping with anticipation.Silver hesitated for a moment, knowing that Liam would not be pleased if he found
Alice's POVI couldn't believe what was happening. Jackson had captured me, and I was completely at his mercy. I had always known he was dangerous, but I had no idea just how psychotic he truly was.As he paced back and forth in front of me, I could see the obsession in his eyes. He wanted me for his own personal gain, and he was willing to do whatever it takes to keep me under his control."You see, Alice," he said, his voice laced with a sickeningly sweet tone. "I've always known we were meant to be together. You were always the one who got away, but now I have you. And I'm not going to let you go."I tried to keep my composure, but the fear was starting to seep in. I had always been a powerful Don, but I was completely helpless in this situation."You're sick, Jackson," I spat out. "You need help."He chuckled at my words. "You always did have a way with words, Alice. But don't worry, soon enough you'll see things my way. And then, we can finally be together."I knew I had to get o
Alice's POVI paced back and forth in the room, trying to think of a way out. The door was locked from the outside and the windows were barred, but I had to find a way to escape. I couldn't stay here any longer.I examined every inch of the room, looking for any weaknesses or cracks in the walls. But there was nothing, just solid concrete. I started to panic, feeling trapped and helpless.I heard footsteps outside the door, and I quickly jumped back onto the bed and pretended to be asleep. The door creaked open and I peeked through one eye, trying to see who was there.It was one of Jackson's henchmen, a burly man with a scowl on his face. He came in to check on me, making sure I hadn't escaped. I kept my breathing slow and steady, trying not to give myself away.As soon as he left, I sprang into action. I ran to the door and tried to jiggle the handle, but it was still locked tight. I slammed my fists against the door, hoping someone would hear me, but it was no use. I was completely
Third person's POVAlice’s heart was pounding in her chest as they sped away from Jackson’s hideout, but it was short-lived. They heard gunshots and the sound of screeching tires behind them. Alice turned to look and saw a group of black SUVs racing towards them."They are getting closer."Alice screamed.Liam gritted his teeth and pushed the gas pedal harder, trying to outrun their pursuers. But it was no use. The SUVs were too fast, and they were quickly closing in on them."Get down, Alice!" Liam yelled, swerving the car to avoid being hit by a hail of bullets.Alice ducked her head as Liam skillfully maneuvered the car through the crowded streets, trying to shake off their attackers. But it was impossible. They were surrounded on all sides, and the gunfire was relentless.Suddenly, one of the SUVs rammed into the back of their car, sending it spinning out of control. Alice screamed as the car crashed into a nearby building, the impact knocking her unconscious.When she came to, Ali
Alice's POV My mind is still spinning from the events of the previous week as I sit in Liam's office. As I tell Liam about Alek's new partner, I can't help but shake my head.I utter, "I mean, really Liam," with a tone of contempt in my voice. This girl's innocence is way too great for our way of life. She is not welcome here.Liam's eyes sparkle with amusement as he casts a little smile my way. I understand how you feel, Alice," he replies in a cool, composed tone. But Alek appears content with her. That is the only thing that matters.I sigh in exasperation because I don't want to buy into his justification. She's so innocent, Liam, but. She is unaware of the threat surrounding us. What if she has an unfortunate event? What if she is injured?Liam steeples his fingers in front of him as he sits back in his chair."Alice, I understand your concerns," he says in a stern tone. But we are powerless over everything. Alek can make his own decisions because he is an adult. All we have to
Liam's POVAsI stood in front of the closet, scanning through my suits, I couldn't help but feel a tinge of excitement. Lunch with Charles was always a grand affair, and it was an opportunity to catch up with an old friend.Alice stood behind me, her eyes fixed on the array of suits before us. "Which one do you think you'll wear?" she asked, a hint of curiosity in her voice.I turned to her, a small smile playing on my lips. "I was thinking the navy blue one," I replied, gesturing towards the suit on the far left of the closet.Alice nodded in approval. "That one will do," she said, before turning to her own wardrobe. She scanned through her dresses, trying to decide which one to wear. I watched her, admiring her elegance and beauty.After a few minutes of deliberation, Alice settled on a black dress that hugged her curves perfectly. She paired it with a pair of black pumps and a matching clutch. She looked stunning, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride knowing that she was m
Alice's POVI couldn't believe it. Just when I thought things were finally settling down, trouble had to rear its ugly head once again.My men here had been ambushed, and several of them were killed. I had just come back from America last night, and now I was going crazy trying to figure out who was behind this.I paced back and forth in my office, feeling the weight of the situation pressing down on me. I couldn't let this slide. My men were my family, and I had to find out who was responsible for their deaths.I called in my personal guard, Silver, and told her to prepare a meeting with my men in forty minutes. I needed to get to the situation as soon as possible.As I sat in my office, pouring over information about the recent attack on my Mafia members in Russia, my phone rang. I looked at the caller ID and saw it was Liam. I took a deep breath and answered the call."Hello!" I said, trying to keep my voice from shaking."Hey, I just wanted to check in and see how things were goin
Alice's POVI stood in front of Bernard, watching him kneel before me with a look of fear in his eyes.He had challenged me in the meeting, and now he would face the consequences of his actions. I felt disgusted by his lack of respect for not only me but also my men."You think you're untouchable, Bernard?" I asked, my voice laced with venom.He didn't respond, only bowed his head in submission."I know of the way you've been treating my men, and the women in this organization. That stops now. I think I have let this go on for too long.."Bernard began to protest, but I raised my hand, silencing him."I don't want to hear your excuses." I brought out the knife from my pocket and told him to start confessing how he maltreated my men. He wasted no time confessing. I thought he was going to change when I sent him a warning elsome months ago. But I noticed he continued. I was tired of listening to his nonsense, so I put my knife under his throat and slit it open. I watched him choke on
Alice's POVI sat outside on the patio, enjoying the cool breeze that rustled through the trees. The sun painted the sky in hues of orange and pink as it began its descent, casting a warm glow over our home. I sighed contentedly, cherishing this moment of tranquility amid the chaos of our Mafia life.But then, a sudden sensation washed over me, and I felt a gush of warmth. Confusion gripped me momentarily until the realization dawned upon me. My water had broken. I was going into labor."Melissa! Melissa!" I called out to one of my guards, trying to keep my voice steady despite the urgency I felt. "Please, get Liam! Tell him it's time!"Melissa, ever alert and quick to respond, dashed off to fetch my husband. Panic and excitement mingled within me as I tried to collect myself. My heart pounded in my chest, and my thoughts were a whirlwind of emotions.Within moments, I heard hurried footsteps approaching, and Liam appeared, his face etched with concern. He gathered me in his arms, his
I sat in the boardroom, my back pressed against the plush chair, as boredom settled in like an unwelcome guest. The air was heavy with formality and the monotonous drone of business jargon. How I longed for something to break the monotony, a spark of excitement to ignite the dreary atmosphere.As I observed the suited executives, their faces etched with seriousness, I couldn't help but smirk to myself. They saw me as nothing more than Liam's wife, innocent and uninterested in the matters at hand. Little did they know, I had other plans for this mundane gathering.The rumors had reached my ears, whispers of Santino's involvement in shady dealings. A man so smug and self-assured, thinking he could get away with anything. Oh, how I relished the opportunity to expose his true nature, to challenge him and watch his facade crumble.Santino, sitting across the table from me, was the epitome of arrogance. His eyes glinted with a smug confidence, unaware of the storm that was about to rain dow
Three months had passed since our eventful time in Italy, and now I found myself in America, following Liam's urging to be closer to home as I approached the final stages of my pregnancy. The idea of leaving Russia had been bittersweet, but I couldn't deny that Liam's concern for my well-being was genuine.The transition to America had been smoother than expected, and Liam made sure I was comfortable every step of the way. The luxurious mansion he had prepared for us felt like a safe haven, a sanctuary where I could relax and prepare for the arrival of our child.Liam was right; I had always been a workaholic, dedicated to the responsibilities that came with being part of the Mafia family. But now, with motherhood on the horizon, my priorities had shifted. I was eager to embrace this new chapter of my life, and Liam's presence by my side only added to my sense of security and happiness.Our days were filled with laughter, shared moments, and gentle touches. Liam seemed to have an inna
As we decided to extend our stay in Italy for a couple more days, a sense of relaxation and adventure filled the air. I called Alek, informing him of recent events and assuring him that we were safe. With that weight lifted off our shoulders, we were free to immerse ourselves in the enchanting atmosphere of Italy.One of the places we explored was the breathtaking city of Florence. The city's rich history and artistic treasures beckoned us, and we found ourselves strolling hand in hand through the narrow cobblestone streets. The iconic Duomo Cathedral rose majestically before us, its intricate details and vibrant colors leaving us in awe. We stood in line, patiently waiting to enter the Uffizi Gallery, where masterpieces by renowned artists awaited our eager gaze.As we meandered through the gallery, each room revealing new artistic wonders, Liam's deep appreciation for art was evident. He studied the brushstrokes, the play of light and shadow, with genuine fascination. We engaged in
As the Mafia committee members entered the warehouse, their presence alone commanded authority. Their expressions were stern, their eyes piercing, and their voices resonated with a mixture of intimidation and determination. The Italian Don, bound and surrounded, stood before them, his defiant demeanor faltering in the face of their collective power.I watched with a mix of anticipation and apprehension as the committee began their interrogation, their questions cutting through the air like a sharpened blade. Each inquiry was calculated, designed to dismantle the Don's defenses and extract the truth.One committee member stepped forward, his voice laced with an underlying threat. "Don, your actions have endangered the delicate balance we uphold. You will find no solace in your lies. It is in your best interest to cooperate fully."The Don, visibly shaken by the committee's presence, began to realize the dire consequences of his actions. His bravado waned, and the weight of his guilt pr
My heart dashed with a blend of expectation and worry as Liam masterfully explored the roads, directing our vehicle towards the inn. We needed to regroup and get ready for what lay ahead because the evening's events had taken an unexpected turn.The familiar surroundings provided a brief respite from the earlier chaos as we entered the hotel lobby. The hotel staff quickly attended to our needs because they were aware of the urgency of our movements, as Liam's dominant presence demanded attention.We hurried to our room, the snap of our strides reverberating through the hall. The entryway opened up, uncovering the quiet sanctuary that looked for us. I looked around the room, taking in the exquisite stylistic layout and the unpretentious traces of extravagance that enhanced each corner. In the midst of the chaos all around us, the atmosphere provided a brief respite.We quickly ditched our formal wear in favor of more practical and concealed attire out of a sense of urgency. Our transfo
Alice's POV As the function came to a nearby and the praise bit by bit died down, Liam and I rose from our seats, prepared to leave from the energetic climate of the feast. However, just as we were beginning to move toward the exit, the Italian Don suddenly appeared in front of us, his expression displaying a mix of urgency and sincerity."Please, Mr. and Mrs. Salvador ," the Wear entreated, his voice conveying a dash of earnestness. " I would be honored if you could attend a private gathering with my family and me. There are significant issues I might want to examine with both of you."I traded a confounded look with Liam, vulnerability blurring our considerations. Given the boundaries that separate our organizations, the Don's decision to extend such an invitation was unusual. In any case, interest provoked inside me, blending with a feeling of mindfulness.Liam's hold fixed on my hand, his eyes fixed on the Italian Wear. " What kind of things are you talking about? And why is this
Alice's POV As the banquet got under way, the grand hall was a sight to behold. Gem light fixtures swung from the roof, projecting a warm and charming shine across the room. The air was loaded up with the agreeable tunes of a live ensemble, their music drifting through the space, adding to the mood of the night.Visitors wearing their best clothing blended nimbly, their chuckling and chat resounding in the air. The ringing of glasses and the clacking of flatware made its very own ensemble. Everyone was eagerly awaiting the arrival of the highly regarded Mafia Dons of the American and Russian Mafias.Men from various tables began to approach us as Liam and I settled into our seats, their eyes shining with admiration. However, they had a variety of motives, ranging from genuine appreciation to unwelcome advances. It was a fragile harmony among sweet talk and inconvenience.These men, captivated by my presence, made their way to our table one by one. They couldn't avoid giving me praise
Alice's POV As Liam and I showed up at the stupendous scene of the meal, the expectation in the air was tangible. We joined the line, quietly holding up to enter. There was a lot of excitement and a little bit of mystery in the air. The exquisite design of the scene made a lofty setting, projecting a majestic air over the occasion.I couldn't help but notice the lingering gazes from nearby men and women as we stood in line. Their eyes followed over me with a combination of interest and reverence, their demeanors bound with a bit of want. It was a demonstration of the charm of the event and the striking clothing that embellished me.Feeling the heaviness of those waiting gazes, I looked for comfort in Liam's presence. I was drawn closer to him as his arm encircled me in safety. His touch filled in as a safeguard against the meddlesome eyes, giving a feeling of solace and security in the midst of the ocean of outsiders.With each step in the right direction in the line, I could feel th