ABDUCTED

CHAPTER 1

****BLOOD MOON CARTEL****

The engine of a sleek black Lincoln car roared in, and everybody held their breath as the atmosphere thickened with discernible tension. Some even started trembling on the spot and tried to hide it. Even experienced workers still trembled at his sight. Why wouldn't they be scared? A heartless devil had just arrived.

The car door creaked open, and a figure stepped out. The aura he carried spoke of noticeable danger. Dressed in all black, his almost perfectly chiseled features sent fear into those who dared to look. His deep, cold, piercing brown eyes, prominent cheekbones, sharp nose, and well-curved jawline gave him the visage of a demigod who doesn't smile. His V-shaped masculinity was perfect for a devil. Aurelio.

Even though he's a devil, that didn't stop some people from having a crush on him.

“You shouldn't make it so obvious that you are crushing on Don; you know he wouldn't hesitate to kill you," Gretna whispered to Viola.

“You know his sight alone makes me wet," Viola whispered back.

Viola and Gretna, best friends, with Viola having a hard crush on Aurelio, were quite skilled, but when it came to combat, Viola ruled.

Another door to the car opened, and several guards emerged, dragging a girl roughly in their hard grip. She stumbled and fell hard on the ground, the gravel cutting into her palms, sending a deep stinging pain.

“Why have you brought me here? Let go of me; I want to go back home," the girl cried, everybody's eyes widened in awe as they stared at her, the air thick with unspoken questions.

“Where did the boss get her from?"

“Is she a nun?"

“She looks so cute."

Many people started murmuring as they stared at her. She wouldn't stop crying. She was wearing a really long, flared skirt that reached her ankle, a big baggy shirt, her hair was packed in a ponytail. She wore big round glasses, had tiny lips, and had no makeup on, not even lip gloss. The only thing she had on her face was her tiny earrings. Her tiny stature made her look so fragile; no doubt she was insanely cute. Snow.

“Who is she?” Melissa mumbled.

“How would I know? Not as if I'm the one who brought her here," Sin replied.

“I wasn't talking to you, d!ck head," Melissa snapped, rolling her eyes.

Melissa, you can call her a badass b!tch, a crazy psycho, your choice. She's very good at archery and has some pretty interesting skills. She and Sin are always on each other's neck.

Sinclair, but he prefers to be called Sin. Free-spirited, a playboy who chases anything under a skirt. However, don't take advantage of his kindness; he's second in command after Aurelio, closest to Aurelio himself, let's say a cheerful devil.

Their murmuring died when Aurelio's cold steps started advancing towards them.

“Where is he?" Aurelio asked in his cold voice, which sent shivers down their spines.

“In the torture room," Sin replied. Aurelio started heading while the mobsters followed with pity in their eyes, probably for Snow or the person who was kept in the torture room, because they knew once you were taken to the torture room, it always ended in death.

The guards kept dragging Snow, who was still crying, until they reached the room. There, a man in his late 30s was looking all weak and tired; he was already at the point of death from the torture he had received. He saw Aurelio walking towards him and he knew there was no way out. Each step Aurelio took made him shrink in fear; then and there, he knew he shouldn't have messed with the devil.

“You really think you could steal from a devil and hide forever?" Aurelio asked in a menacing tone.

Some people looked at the man with pitiful eyes, while Viola wouldn't stop admiring Aurelio.

“I... I'm s... sorry, p... please," he coughed.

Aurelio's eyes darkened immediately. The mobsters knew it was his doom; Aurelio hated that word “please” with everything in him, and he had just used it.

Melissa, knowing what was going to happen next, turned her face away. Without warning, Aurelio picked up a sword and slashed off the man's head; his blood splashed onto Aurelio.

“Ahhhh!!!!" Snow screamed loudly, her eyes widening in horror as all attention turned to her. In no time, she passed out.

The guards looked at Aurelio, wondering what to do next with her.

“Lock her up," Aurelio said and left the room; the guards also left with Snow.

“I wonder if she's going to last even a day here," Rhodes said.

“She looks too fragile," Gael added.

“Who's in for a pu$$y to fùck?” Storm asked; Gael smacked his head.

“Is there anything else you know other than fùcking?"

“Come on, pu$$y is life," Storm grinned like a fool.

Rhodes, Gael, and Storm. The three of them were close, with Storm also being a lover of women, just like Sin, but knows how to handle a gun very well. Rhodes and Gael had the same skills.

“Where is the silent one?” Viola asked, the sarcasm being very evident in her voice. She's also very annoying.

Mykel didn't even bother to look at her; he just left. He's called the silent one because he's antisocial, only talks when necessary; however, don't underestimate him. He was a pro when it came to hacking.

“Enough of the chitchat, time to train," Sin said, and they started leaving one by one.

****AURELIO'S VILLA****

He was sitting near the window, puffing out smoke from his cigarette, which was going in zigzag. No doubt he was a dangerous smoker; he could finish two packs of cigarettes in under thirty minutes, and he looked so hot.

The door opened, and Sin walked in. “How many times have I told you not to barge into my room?” Aurelio asked, puffing out smoke. Only Sin does that.

“Come on," Sin ignored Aurelio's question, “Why did you bring her here? Thought you were going to force her mom to reveal her husband's whereabouts?".

Aurelio didn't reply.

“Did you, by chance, fall in...” His words were cut short by a bullet that flew right past his ear, hitting the wall.

“Don," Sin exclaimed, shocked at how fast he was able to grab a gun and shoot him without him being aware of it. He knew Aurelio purposely missed his target because they were close.

“Don't come here to spill shits next time," Aurelio warned dangerously. Sin smirked and left the room.

Aurelio went into memory lane as he pondered on Sin's question; yes, he went there to find out about her father, but when she walked in,

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“I don't know my husband's whereabouts,” Snow's mother trembled in fear as she spoke. “He only came home one day and said they wanted to kill him; they were after his life. Since then, I haven't laid eyes on him." A gun was placed right on her forehead.

“Listen, woman...” The opening of the door cut his words short as Snow walked in. Their eyes locked for a while as they stared at each other before Snow became oblivious to what was happening.

“Mum, why are you held at gunpoint? What has my mummy done?" She questioned, tears brimming at the corners of her eyes.

“Get her," Aurelio ordered.

****

He was yet to figure out why he had brought her here and why he was still keeping her alive. The real Aurelio would have shot her straight in the head when she locked eyes with him. No one had ever tried that, but one thing he was sure of was that she stirred up something in him.

He picked up the fifth stick of cigarette when his eyes caught something suspicious.

A spy.