Alexander's POVThe early morning sun filtered through the blinds in my office, casting long streaks of light across the polished floor. I swirled the amber liquid in my glass, though it was far too early for bourbon. My thoughts were tangled, replaying last night’s meeting with Devon. Every word, every smirk, was etched in my mind like a puzzle begging to be solved.Finn strode in without knocking, his usual casual confidence exuding from every movement. He dropped a file on my desk before taking a seat across from me."Well?" he asked, leaning back. "How’d it go with Devon?""Exactly as I expected," I replied, setting the glass down. "He’s playing the long game, but it’s not as clever as he thinks. He wants to make his move, Finn, and he thinks I’m too distracted to see it coming."Finn frowned, tapping his fingers on the armrest. "And the part where he blatantly admitted to wanting your company? Bold. Too bold. What’s the play now?"I leaned forward, resting my elbows on the desk.
Kelly’s POVDaniela’s energy was like a storm when she entered a room—impossible to ignore. She swept into my space early the next morning, carrying a bag that seemed far too heavy for someone in heels that high.“Good morning, sunshine!” She announced, dropping the bag onto the floor with a loud thud.I groaned from my spot on the couch. “Why are you so loud? It’s barely 7 a.m.”“Because today is the day,” she said with a sly grin. “The day we turn you into a phoenix.”“What does that even mean?” I sat up, wincing as my shoulder protested the movement. The stab wound was healing, but it still ached, reminding me of the price I’d paid for being a best friend and a lovely girlfriend.Daniela perched on the armrest of the couch, her sharp eyes scanning me like a sculptor sizing up a block of marble. “It means you’re about to rise from the ashes, darling. No offense, but you look like someone who’s been through hell. I know I helped pick a line of clothes for you the last time, but I thi
Kelly’s POVThe next few days passed in a whirlwind of routines I never thought I’d experience. Daniela wasn’t just persistent—she was relentless. My mornings started with grueling workouts that made every muscle in my body protest, but I couldn’t deny the strange satisfaction that came with pushing myself.Plans for my school were also in place; I was less bored.True to her word, she didn’t let my injuries excuse me completely, but she was mindful enough to adjust the intensity when I felt I couldn’t continue. Her sarcastic remarks and blunt humor somehow made the sessions bearable, even when I wanted to collapse on the mat and pretend the world didn’t exist.“Do you feel that burn?” Daniela asked one morning, hands on her hips as she watched me struggle through a set of lunges.“Feel it? I’m pretty sure my legs are about to disown me,” I replied, gritting my teeth.She smirked. “Good. That means it’s working. Pain is weakness leaving the body, Kelly. Remember that.”As much as I ha
Kelly’s POVThe morning sun streamed through the large windows of the mansion, its golden rays bouncing off the polished floors. As I descended the grand staircase, I heard hushed voices coming from the sitting room. Curious, I crept closer, pausing just outside the door.“Time is running out, Alex,” Daniela’s voice was sharp, cutting through the stillness. “If you don’t move soon, we’ll lose any leverage we have.”“I know,” Alex replied, his tone heavy. “But pushing her too fast could backfire. She needs more time.”“You’re gambling with her life,” Daniela shot back. “If she’s not ready when they come—”“She’ll be ready,” Alex interrupted, his voice steely. “I won’t let anything happen to her.”My heart pounded as I leaned against the wall, trying to process their words. Who was coming? And what kind of leverage were they talking about?The floor creaked beneath my foot, and their voices abruptly stopped. Before I could retreat, Alex’s commanding voice called out, “Kelly, you can com
Alex’s POVMy phone buzzed sharply, cutting through the relative silence of the study. Finn’s name lit up the screen.“Boss, you’re about to miss your flight,” Finn said without preamble.I frowned, glancing at the clock. “I’m not late. I’m ready to leave the mansion. Did something come up? Weather? Some last-minute change in the schedule?”“It’s not the weather,” Finn said grimly. “It’s Devon. He knows about the summit in Bangladesh. He’s got men both here and waiting for you there.”“What the hell are you talking about?” I snapped, straightening in my chair.“He wasn’t bluffing when he said he’d go after the business,” Finn replied. “This is more than just a message. It’s an ambush.”“How did you find out?” I demanded.“Our security detail in Bangladesh flagged a suspicious personnel change. Someone swapped our regular guys for a new team. I looked into them. Turns out they’ve worked for Devon before. It’s not a coincidence, Alex.”“And you’re sure?”Finn didn’t hesitate. “Positive.
Alex's POVThe tension in the air was electric as Finn and I huddled in the mansion’s study, the scent of coffee and adrenaline mixing in the air. Devon’s bold move to infiltrate my security and try to kill me had crossed every line. Tonight, it was time to end this.“Boss, we’ve confirmed his location,” Finn began, his voice low and clipped. He spread a detailed map of the east side warehouse district across the desk. “He’s holed up here, in a makeshift hideout. He brought more men, but they’re spread thin.”I studied the map intently, my eyes narrowing. “What’s the situation?”“Our surveillance team has eyes on him. He’s using the back entrance of the warehouse as a base of operations. There are at least six men stationed outside—more inside, guarding him. But here’s the thing: they’re not expecting us to make a move this quickly.”I nodded slowly, formulating a plan in my head. “Good. We’ll strike before they can regroup. What about the security detail here? Kelly and the rest?”“D
Kelly’s POVThe air in the mansion was cool; Alex and Finn had bottles of champagne taken to the room I was restricted from going into. I could hear men cheering on; Daniela gave me a glass of champagne too.I knew what had happened. I knew Devon, who was planning to kill Alex, was gone, and for some reason it increased my interest in Alex instead of growing my fears. Just about then, Alex walked into the room; I smiled at him, and he flashed back a smile.“Now that Devon is gone, how safe do you think we are?” I asked softly, my voice breaking the stillness like a crack of thunder.Alex’s back was to me, shoulders taut under the weight he carried. He turned his head slightly, his jaw sharp in profile. For a long moment, he didn’t answer, and I wasn’t sure he would.Then, finally, his voice came low and steady.“Yes, Devon is gone, but we still need to be careful, as he isn't the only enemy I have.”.I swallowed, pressing my palms into my knees to keep my hands from shaking. “So in
Alex’s POVThe room was alive with the sharp sting of victory. Bottles of champagne cracked open, foaming over the rims as the men cheered, their voices filling the cold emptiness of the mansion. Devon’s death was cause for celebration, or so it seemed, another threat eliminated, another hurdle cleared.I sat at the far end of the large study, the heavy mahogany desk between me and Finn, who leaned against the back of a chair, a glass of whiskey dangling from his fingers. His face carried that familiar smirk of satisfaction, the one that came after a job well done, but his eyes lingered on me. He could always tell when I wasn’t as pleased as I pretended to be.“You did the right thing, boss,” Finn said, tipping his glass toward me. “Devon had to go. The bastard wouldn’t have stopped until he destroyed you and the company.”I exhaled slowly, rolling the whiskey in my glass, watching the amber liquid swirl like the thoughts in my head. “It was necessary,” I agreed, my voice low and stea
Kelly’s POVThe word “killer” hung in the air like a noose tightening around my neck, suffocating and impossible to shake. Gina’s mocking voice echoed in my head, taunting me.Killer.But what she didn’t know, what I hadn’t even fully come to terms with, was that I didn’t regret it. Holly deserved every second of her ending. I wished I could go back, do it all over again, and this time relish in the satisfaction. The memory was horrifying, yes. But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t like the sense of justice that came with it; I could have been the one killed by Holly, but fate has made it this way.All of a sudden, a flashback of my foster father came to mind. Am I really a killer?. I might even have excuses for both circumstances, but what am I in the eyes of justice? 1After the call ended, I sat motionless, staring blankly at Alex’s phone in my hands. My mind raced as Gina’s words burrowed deeper into my psyche. How dare she throw Holly’s death in my face after everything she and Hol
Kelly’s POVMorning crept into the room slowly, its light soft and unobtrusive, as though even the sun knew I needed more time to heal. The warmth of Alex’s arms around me was the only thing keeping the haunting memories at bay. His steady breathing against my back reminded me that, despite everything, I was no longer alone in the nightmare. A morning not in that warehouse.I stirred slightly, careful not to wake him. The events of the warehouse were still fresh in my mind, replaying like a broken record. Those guards watching me urinate, depriving me of every sense of privacy. I couldn't even employ the thoughts of escaping; I felt helpless. I didn't know a tear had escaped my left eye. Holly’s wicked smirk, her threats, and the sickening sound of her crumpling to the floor filled my thoughts. My hands trembled at the memory of her blood on them, but what unsettled me most was the sense of relief I’d felt when it was over.“Kelly?” Alex’s voice broke into my thoughts, soft and laced
Alex's POVThe SUV screeched to a halt outside the sprawling hotel where Gina wanted to meet. I stepped out, a storm brewing inside me. Every instinct screamed to leave this woman to rot in whatever chaos she was spinning, but Kelly’s life was at stake. My fists clenched as I thought of Kelly’s pale face from the photo Gina had sent. My heart ached, and my rage bubbled dangerously beneath the surface.“Finn, status update,” I barked into the phone; immediately Finn picked up my calls as I strode into the hotel lobby.“We’re on it, boss. The informant gave us a list of four possible warehouses. We’re checking the first one immediately we get into Mexico,” Finn replied. His voice was calm, but I could hear the tension.“Good,” I muttered, glancing around the lobby. It looked almost the same as it had years ago when I first met Gina. Memories I’d tried to bury came rushing back uninvited, tangling with the chaos of my present reality. I didn't care about all that now; Kelly is all that m
Alex’s POVThe room was silent except for the sound of my fist slamming against the desk. Papers scattered everywhere, but I didn’t care. I couldn’t care less. Kelly was missing, and every passing second without her chipped away at my sanity; this was day 5 of her being kidnapped. I felt every connection I had was useless as nothing has led me to her yet. My constant fear, “What if they kill her? But I realized, on Daniela's words, whoever had her is using her as collateral; else I would have heard something. I had accounted for everybody found, and it wasn't hers; I tried to keep hopes alive.Finn stood across the room, his face tight with concern. He had been my right-hand man for years, loyal to a fault, but even he looked shaken. “I've never seen you this way, boss; you need to eat at the very least.”.“What if they are starving her?” I asked, “She has to be somewhere, Finn!” I growled, pacing back and forth. “We’re missing something. We’re overlooking something!”Finn sighed, run
Kelly's POVDarkness. That’s all I could see when I first opened my eyes. My head throbbed, each heartbeat a sharp, stabbing pain that seemed to echo in my skull. I tried to move, but the cold bite of metal cuffs around my wrists stopped me. The air was heavy and damp, with the faint stench of mold and old wood filling my nostrils. Wherever I was, it wasn’t anywhere Alex could find me easily. It was the second day.Panic clawed at my chest, threatening to choke me. Stay calm, I told myself. But the fear wouldn’t let go.Then I heard footsteps, slow, deliberate, echoing in the distance. My breath hitched as the sound grew closer. A door creaked open, flooding the room with dim yellow light. My eyes squinted against the sudden brightness, and I could just make out two figures walking toward me.Gina. Her striking face twisted into a malicious grin, and beside her, it was Holly, Her presence felt cold, as though cruelty radiated off her in waves. Two men followed them in.“Well, look who
Alex’s POVThe moment I realized Kelly was gone, something inside me snapped. The world blurred, and all I could hear was the deafening roar of my own heartbeat. The love of my life—the one person who gave me purpose—had been taken, and I hadn’t been there to stop it.I stood in the middle of the empty ballroom, her name escaping my lips like a desperate prayer. "Kelly!" My voice reverberated off the walls, but the silence that followed was a cruel reminder that she wasn’t there.Finn and Daniela rushed to my side, their faces etched with concern."Alex," Finn said, gripping my shoulder. "We’ll find her. You need to focus."But I couldn’t focus. Not when every second that passed felt like another inch she was pulled away from me. My chest heaved as anger and fear warred within me. I grabbed Finn by the collar, my voice a growl."Focus? She’s out there with God knows who, and you want me to focus?!""Alex!" Daniela’s voice cut through my fury like a blade. She stepped between us, her e
Kelly’s POVFrom the moment they grabbed me, I fought with every ounce of strength I had. My heart pounded like a war drum, adrenaline coursing through my veins as I thrashed and kicked against their unrelenting grip. Desperation clawed at me, each scream tearing from my throat with raw intensity. But the silky material of my dress, once a symbol of elegance, betrayed me, clinging to my skin and restricting my movements. Every step I tried to take became a stumble, the fabric twisting around my legs like a vice. Is this the world Alex has always tried to protect me from?.Before I could find my footing, a rough hand yanked me back with such force that I gasped, the air rushing out of my lungs. "Let me go!" I screamed, the words echoing into the night like a desperate prayer, I was scared, my strength wavering.One of the men snorted, his tone dripping with amusement. "Feisty, isn’t she?" I barely had time to process his mocking words before a sharp slap cracked across my face, sen
Alex’s POVThe night seemed to stretch endlessly after Gina’s dramatic exit. I stood near the entrance of the Riviera Hall, the faint buzz of party chatter filtering through the doors behind me, I had to leave my audience to make sure she was completely gone, Gina can be a crazy bitch. Finn approached, his footsteps steady, his sharp suit catching the light from the chandeliers above.“She’s gone,” Finn said quietly, his voice laced with reassurance. “Security escorted her off the premises, and they’ll make sure she doesn’t get back in. I had the guards stationed outside the gates just in case she decides to pull anything else, I'm sorry this happened”I let out a slow breath, the tension in my shoulders easing slightly. “Thanks, Finn. I needed that, don't be sorry, it's not my fault, my past is just not wanting to let go, all the more reasons I'm glad Kelly is besides me and all these tantrums doesn't move her”Finn reached into his pocket and pulled out his cigar case again. “You lo
Alex's POVThe night was finally here. The Riviera Hall stood proud and resplendent, bathed in the soft golden glow of fairy lights strung along the perimeter. A crimson carpet stretched from the entrance to the grand double doors, flanked by elegant floral arrangements that mirrored the theme: black and gold. The air buzzed with excitement, laughter, and the faint notes of classical music floating from the live band warming up inside.I stood outside the hall, adjusting the cuffs of my tailored black tuxedo with gold accents, feeling both anticipation and pride. Tonight wasn’t just about celebrating my love for Kelly, it was also a showcase of our ability to pull off something magnificent together I know it hasn't been so long I've known her, but no woman has ever locked me down like she does, her soul and love makes my heartless soul beat and pant after her. Daniela had outdone herself with the organization, and I made a mental note to double her bonus.A tap on my shoulder pulled m