Alice's POV I hugged Liam tightly, not wanting to let him go. The past few months had been great, and we had grown even closer than before. But it was time to go back to Russia, to my Mafia, to my family. Liam understood that and he was supportive of my decision to go back. “I will miss you,” I said, looking up at him. “I will miss you too, but you have to go back. Your people need you,” Liam replied, his voice soft and reassuring. I nodded, still clinging to him. It was hard to leave him, but I knew I had to. He pulled away and held me at arm's length, looking into my eyes. “Be careful, Alice. I don't want anything to happen to you,” Liam said, concern etched on his face. “I will be careful, Liam. I promise,” I replied, smiling at him. We hugged once more before I finally let go and turned to leave. I walked towards the private jet, feeling a mixture of emotions – excitement at going back to my Mafia, and sadness at leaving Liam behind. As I walked, I could hear the sound of
Alice's POV I climbed into the passenger seat of the black SUV, with Silver behind the wheel. The sun was shining brightly, casting a warm glow on my face. I was wearing my black leather jacket, which felt soft and warm against my skin. Silver was dressed in a casual outfit, with a white t-shirt, blue jeans, and a black leather jacket. We were on our way to check a shipment, which was one of our regular routines. It was a bit of a dangerous job, but we were used to it. We always took precautions and made sure that everything was secure before we went ahead with the shipment. This was one of the many reasons why I trusted Silver; he was always on top of things and never let anything slip through the cracks. As we drove through the city, I couldn't help but admire the scenery around us. The skyscrapers rose high into the sky, and the sun reflected off their glass surfaces, creating a dazzling display of light. People were walking on the sidewalks, going about their daily busine
After months of hard labor and lengthy hours at the Mafia headquarters, Silver and I decided to take a well-deserved rest. We had gone through a lot together, and we wanted to relax and revitalize our bodies and brains. We agreed on going on a trip to the Maldives, a little island country in the Indian Ocean.We flew a private plane from Russia to the Maldives, and I couldn't help but gaze out of the window during the ride. The vista was stunning, and the crystal blue seas below seemed tempting. I knew we were going to have a terrific time on our vacation.Upon arrival, we were welcomed by polite workers at the airport who took us away to the magnificent resort where we would be staying. The resort was situated on its island, and we had to use a motorboat to get there. The sight of the crystal-clear seas and the immaculate white sand beaches was a joy to see. I knew we were in for a treat.Our suite was a gorgeous bungalow facing the beach, equipped with a private pool and a sun porch.
I was sitting on the cold floor of the cell, my back against the wall and my arms around my knees. I've been here for hours, maybe even days, I couldn't tell. All I could think about was Alice, my beautiful wife, and what they could be doing to her right now. I prayed that they didn't hurt her, that they didn't do anything unspeakable to her. Suddenly, I heard the sound of footsteps coming closer and closer to my cell. I quickly stood up, my fists clenched tightly, ready to fight. But instead of seeing an enemy, I saw a man carrying Alice, who was now unconscious, in his arms. I felt my heart sink as I realized what had happened to her. The man threw Alice into the cell and closed the door. I rushed to her side, checking her pulse and making sure she was still breathing. I felt a sense of relief wash over me when I realized that she was still alive. I gently picked her up and laid her on the cold floor beside me. I held her hand tightly, feeling a sense of protection over her. I pr
Alice's POVIt's been two weeks of shuffling between Russia and America and we are really sacrificing a lot for each other and I love it. It was finally time for Silver and Simone to leave our service. Liam and I had decided to relieve them of their duty as our personal guards so that they could start a new life together. They had grown close to each other during their time with us, and we knew they were falling hard for each other. It was time for them to focus on their love and their future together.As we sat in the living room, I couldn't help but feel a little sad. Silver and Simone had become like family to us, and it was hard to imagine not having them around. But at the same time, I was happy for them. They deserved to be happy and to start a new chapter in their lives.Liam and I sat across from them, and he started to speak. "Silver, Simone, we have something to tell you," Liam said.Simone's face lit up, and Silver looked at us with a mixture of curiosity and anticipation
Liam's POVThe day had began like any other, with a feeling of purpose and drive. Simone had gone and I'm left with my new guard. I had significant cargo coming that required my attention.However, as the day continued, it became evident that something was awry. Reports came in that several of my trusted personnel were implicated in stealing from the cargo. Betrayal like this was something I could not accept.Frustration and wrath coursed through my veins as I recognized the gravity of the problem.I needed to act promptly and firmly to preserve control and send a strong message to anybody who tried to cross me. I called upon Jack, to aid me in addressing this sensitive subject.Jack was a seasoned professional, and his demeanor emanated confidence and dependability. As we collected information and examined the nature of the theft, Jack's calm approach provided me a feeling of security.He offered a plan of action, one that required a comprehensive investigation to identify all person
Alice's POVI got the call from my brother, Alek, and his remarks took me off guard. He told me that he and his fiancée, Emily, were relocating to a new home, a smaller one. The news sent a tremor through me, as a plethora of emotions erupted inside.Alek was always renowned for his luxurious lifestyle, residing in a huge estate that befitted his rank. The concept of his shrinking was puzzling to say the least. But when he revealed his reasoning, I had to remind myself to support him, even though I didn't really like his partner.I made the choice to travel back to Russia to see Alek and the new home for myself. It had been some time since I had visited my hometown, and I relished the chance to reconnect with my origins and be there for my brother.As the jet touched down, I could sense a combination of joy and dread. The air was filled with a familiar aroma, the busy noises of the city reaching my ears. It felt fantastic to be back, even though the goal of my visit was not what I had
Alice's POVAs I slept in the guest bedroom at Alek's home, I found myself tossing and turning, unable to find a comfortable posture to sleep.It was one of those evenings when my mind refused to settle down, and my ideas kept running through my brain. Frustrated, I decided to give up on sleep and take refuge in the calm of the living room.I slid out of the room, careful not to make any noise and wake Alek and Emily, who were comfortably sleeping in their own bedroom.The home was faintly illuminated, producing gentle shadows throughout the corridor. I made my way to the pleasant living room, thinking that a change of environment would help quiet my restless thoughts.Sinking onto the luxurious sofa, I exhaled deeply, feeling the weight of fatigue tugging at my eyelids. The stillness of the room enveloped me like an old friend, and for a minute, I delighted in the alone.The soothing light of a lamp filled the space, giving a nice mood. I glanced out of the wide window, mesmerized by
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