***Blake relayed what he found to April, sending pictures, before exiting the files and deleting his activities. April would cover his track from the other end. As he shut the laptop, he felt like something was off. Everything felt too easy. It almost seemed Gabrielle had set a trap for him and he had easily fallen, victim. He quickly drafted up his resignation letter, waiting for her to come back to the office.He wondered if she would be quick to suspect. He tried to wave off his overthinking by getting his pending work done. He reasoned that Gabrielle trusted him more than he gave her credit for. They'd been working together for months anyway. He considered himself someone she could not easily dispose of. All they had to do was stakeout, and if it turned out that they were exporting and importing illegal drugs, humans, or weapons, they'd be arrested and taken for investigation. It would be even better if Gabrielle went there herself, with Luciano who was already a suspected drug
GABRIELLE POV.The sound of the cat o'nine tail, when I wielded it made me calm, but not on this occasion. I hit with a vengeance, the cracks on their backs mingling with their screams to create a beautiful melody that did nothing to ease the anger and frustration I felt. blood splashed everywhere as the whip wrapped around them like a lover's hug, but once I pulled it back, it took with it the piece of flesh it was entitled to. I alternated between the three men chained up.A Sheen of blood and sweat covered their worn-out skin, blood spilled out of the gnashes created by my whip, and they dangled weekly, their toes barely connecting with the ground. The image made me smile, but still, I wasn't satisfied.I felt like this was too easy for them. They didn't know real pain yet. I was all too familiar with the pain these whips inflicted. I still had scars to prove it, and I still remembered the way they hurt, but I needed these men to hurt worse. I wanted them to suffer, I needed them
GABRIELLE POV.Trackers, seven of them. He must have been really desperate to tie me to a crime. Shame, I thought we shared the same blinding passion."I got rid of the car. They will never be able to connect it to you since all the database has been wiped out" he reported, and I nodded, feeling tired of it all. "Do you need me to take care of him". Simone asked, watching me cautiously.My eyes flashed at the question. Take care of him? He was asking for permission to kill Blake and I didn't like the sound of it at all. I was the only one who had the right. No one else."Don't worry about that. I'll keep an eye on him. Also, Luciano has already scheduled new locations for the drops, so just let him be. They'll be running a fool's errand if they think they can catch me that easy. Just make sure grandfather does not go near him". He looked like he wanted to argue, then changed his mind at the last minute. Yet, he continued standing at the same spot rigidly, his fist clenching and uncle
BLAKE MORENO POV.The stakeout was a total bust. Not a single soul had been in sight, and it had been so eerily quiet, that I knew we were chasing ghost immediately we got there. I had believed we would get her, but there had also been that underlying river of doubt about how easy the whole thing was moving. April and the others had decided to let me off the case since we all knew that If no one had shown up for the transaction, It could only mean one thing, Gabrielle knew I had found out about them, but how? The trackers had also led to a dead-end, as if they'd been found and just to mess with us, were shipped to a different location to throw us off her trail. If she knew about those trackers, then It was not safe to stay within her sight. I didn't know how she pulled it off but something told me she knew I was unto her... She might not think that I am a cop, but she definitely suspected something. I wondered what had happened between her and Noah last night. The tracker on her
GABRIELLE POV Thud! The impact of his knee smacking against the tiles resonated deep within my razor-thin heartbeats. I felt no remorse, he'd been pissing me off since the very start. He deserved this, and more. My hands refused to lower the gun, the demons inside me urging me to make him bleed more than he already was.I wanted to put a bullet in his head, watch it splash, and stain the walls of my office, a souvenir to serve as a reminder of the time he existed, but my fingers refused to squeeze the trigger. I couldn't fucking kill him. His sharp gasp shot through my skin like dagger slashes, nicking away at my skin until I felt raw, edgy, and on the verge of collapse.He could never leave me. Not now, not ever. He was mine damn it. I haven't even played with him yet, but he'd managed to toy with me, messed with my head, and my business, he ruined everything.He twisted to look at me, his face contorted in pain, shock making his blue eyes glassy. He looked perfect and I was tempt
BLAKE MORENO POVBeing shot hurt like a bitch, but her eerie words were more chilling. She'd caught up to me but I wasn't that surprised. I'd always had a niggling doubt at the back of my mind that she knew exactly who I was, and that every feat of progress I managed to achieve was all on her terms. Gabrielle had been messing with me all along, playing me like her own personal puppet on a string. She hadn't even looked surprised when I pulled the trigger on her... it was like she'd anticipated that I would.I wondered if she also knew that It had been the most difficult decision I'd ever had to make, but my duty came first. I knew it was all hopeless, a cop and a Mafia could never be together. It just didn't work that way, and I couldn't throw away my years of toilings, working to the top, until I became the best agent, bringing criminals to justice no matter the cost just because of a one-sided crush.Yet I'd hesitated. Her grey eyes- flashing with hatred, passion, and vulnerability
GABRIELLE POV.Decisions. Decisions. Decisions.It drained me to make them, but I had to. It was the only thing I had any control over. I didn't want to torture Blake, but it was necessary if we were ever going to move forward. He needed to be broken, that was the only way he could be reformed. It would have been easy if he just stopped being stubborn. My frown deepened, and I clutched at my hair, desperate to dispel the headache I felt coming on. The room spun and all of a sudden I was not in my office. I looked around wildly, my heartbeat accelerating. This wasn't real. It wasn't. I blinked, then blinked again, willing my brain to forget all of those memories. I thought I'd finally overcome my dark past because I hadn't experienced any flashbacks In a while but I guess I hadn't.And the horrible memories always came at the worst of times, disrupting all the peace I managed to build around myself. It was harrowing. Images of the filthy acrid-smelling dungeon plagued my senses, to
GABRIELLE POVGrandfather found out about the deal not pushing through and our cargo getting seized by the authorities. It was all over the news. Illegal weapon trading. Shipment ceased by the cops. They'd lost two of their men- who were decorated as heroes for their service to the country- but they got to stop the illegal distribution of firearms that could have caused more problems to society. They assured the public that they had everything under control and were working towards apprehending the owner of the said cargo and were still carrying out their investigations on the case... they also assured the public that even though those that had been caught refused to talk, they'd make some progress soon. They were going to wait for a very long time because I was sure that those men would never rat us out. They'd rather die than go against me. But that wasn't the real reason I was watching the news. Blake hadn't been reported missing which meant no one suspected that he was missing,
PRESENT. BLAKE MORENO POV. Gabrielle Genovese was standing at my door- and she was real... the fire in her gray eyes was all too familiar and my heart nosedived. The woman I would have given up everything for was standing right in front of me. With a gun aimed in my face. My head spun even tho I tried to come off unaffected- but my throbbing heart was still racing and my breathing had accelerated so it was a wasted effort. The memories that I had tried to bury slammed into my head with an intensity that made me aware of every part of her. Her scent assaulted my senses, and every inch of her skin that I'd explored called to me fiercely until It was overwhelming. Her hold on the gun didn't waver and it looked as if she was contemplating just letting loose a spray of bullets in my direction. But despite the threat she represented, all I wanted to do was relive every moment I had spent with her. I wanted to touch her, wrap her in my arms, and run away with her to the ends of the
GABRIELLE POV.Everyone gathered to hear me dole out the new terms to my rule, and anyone who opposed was shot dead immediately, their body burnt into ashes and tossed into the sea, not that most of them had anything to say while they stared at the head of Genovese at my feet. I wanted to shame him, even in death. He didn't deserve a proper burial. I was going to feed his head to the dogs he kept. The people in the room grumbled when I raised their returns to sixty percent but an arch of my eyebrow shut them up. They should be happy I didn't take them all out. Death was what they deserved, so they should be fucking grateful that I was letting them live. Simone stood beside me, his mouth clenched shut all through the process, but even his presence irritated me... Everyone that reminded me of Blake irritated me. The family dispersed and I appointed spies to keep an eye on them and report back to me about any misconduct, or any act of rebellion. If anyone broke any of the laws I'd lai
GABRIELLE POV.I stared at Micheal, then at the gun that he aimed at me, waiting patiently for him to pull the trigger but he didn't. I waited until my fingers trembled. "If you're going to shoot an enemy, you should never hesitate"."You killed my father" he screamed, his hold tightening around the gun, his aim getting steadier. Yes, Micheal. Get mad, and put an end to all of this pain and suffering. "Yes I did, and I'll probably kill you too, so you better pull that trigger now that you have the chance," I said, meaning every word as I stared at him. His hands wavered, and then he lowered the gun as tears escaped an eye. I groaned inside, clenching my fist as we both stood in silence, his eyes fixed on mine. "Why didn't you let that guard kill me? Why did you save me? I don't want to be indebted to you for anything. Why did you do it?" He asked, meeting my gaze fiercely and I lost it. "I didn't do it for you! I killed him because that is only what I am good at. These hands only
GABRIELLE POV TWO WEEKS EARLIER.Footsteps approached my room and I braced myself for whoever was going to step in through the door. The door flung open and two people stumbled in as they were shoved viciously. They dropped to their knees right in front of me and I jumped back, my gaze darting to those of the culprit. Burn stepped in behind them with a sick smile on his lips, the two guns he held pointed at the back of their head. "I brought some audience for our little show".I stared at Keenan who couldn't meet my gaze then at Micheal whose little body shook in tremors as he looked up at me to deliver him. But he was wrong, I didn't save people, I only destroyed them, just as I had done to Blake.I met Burns's amused expression. "There will be no show," I told, my voice so quiet, it sounded eerie even in my ears.Burn quirked an eyebrow. "Is that a no, Pet, because I get trigger happy every time someone says no to me and I really don't want to have to blast Keenan's head off or th
BLAKE POV.The raw pain in her voice carried through the room, the agony of it rending through my heart like sharp-edged darts as I listened to it, then the call ended and April glanced in my direction. My grip on the chair handle I sat on tightened as I struggled to keep my emotions in check. "It's done. She thinks you're dead now. Do we proceed with our plans. Do you want her behind bars... We can have her arrested with the evidence we have on her"."I don't know" I got out, my voice hoarse as my eyes lingered on the phone, willing it to ring again just so I could hear her voice. I was crazy. Crazy and bloody stupid, but I couldn't stop myself from longing for her, especially after listening to her. What if, no, it wasn't speculation at this point, she'd shot me not to kill me but to save my life? If she'd really meant to kill me, I would be dead. But then I remembered her voice, the way her gaze had brightened as she conversed with Burn on how she'd lost interest in me, how it w
GABRIELLE POV.Stepping into the house I swore I would burn to the ground once I took over made me feel like a failure but I was not going to be so easily defeated, especially now that I might have nothing left. The pain of the unknown was terrible and my head hurt- the misery making my vision blurry, as I thought back to the bridge. What if I had miscalculated the angle of the shot as I aimed for Blake... maybe I'd hit one of his organs and he'd bled to death, and if that didn't happen, maybe April hadn't been able to save him, maybe she hadn't even been able to find his body.My heart constricted, the realization that Blake might really be gone from my life hitting me hard until it felt like I would collapse. I don't. Instead, I forged on, forcing my legs to move even tho all I wanted to do was crash against the floor and just cry for all the injustice I'd been dealt with. But those scenarios were all what-ifs. I had to believe that he was still alive.Blake was tough, and I hadn'
"No!" April gasped as she rushed into the murky river and searched blindly for the body of Blake. Was this what Gabrielle had meant when she said she could have him back? Why had she shot him... Just why, especially after keeping him alive for so long? "Blake! Blake, where the hell are you? Blake!" April screamed, crying as she searched blindly, the water tossing her from every corner until her eye caught a movement just ahead of her. April squinted, blinking the murky water from her vision and she saw him floating, red blood circling his midsection. Was he alive? Please let him be alive. April pushed at the water, gasping in frustration when it seemed as if she was moving in slow motion. Kicking through the murk, she finally reached him, and heaving a sigh of relief she wrapped her arms around him, and dragged him ashore, her chest heaving once they were in the safety of the dry land.Catching her breath, April let go of him and quickly pressed her finger to his wrist, then his nec
GABRIELLE POV.Blake coughed, grunting beneath me and I released a whoosh of air I hadn't realized I'd been holding. Simone pulled me up and helped Blake to his feet and we ran down the corridors. I kicked the door open to the garage to meet some of the soldiers waiting there for us."Let's go. And once we're within a safe distance, hit the self-destruct buttons, got it" I yelled over the roar of the car as I turned the key on the ignition... The other cars followed suit as the rebels rushed the entrance firing rounds at us but the bullets just bounced off our bulletproof van as we sped off Into the night, the house turning into balls of flames behind us as my soldiers carried out my instructions. I smiled as I watched the house burn, sure that no one had been able to get out alive. I turned to face Blake who was already staring at me, a smile on his lips. I reached with one hand for his shirt and yanked him to me as I rediscovered his taste once more, kissing him like the air I need
GABRIELLE POV"Who the fuck did he call" I growled into the phone, my heart rate increasing by the seconds and threatening to come out my chest. The soldier muttered his reply but it all sounded like a freaking broken record that had me flinging my phone at the wall in anger.I should have fucking known Keenan would do something like this. It was like I could never get through to him about the dangers of making impulsive decisions. Did he call grandfather, if he did then he was just going to expose himself to danger, something that I had been trying to avoid from the get-go. If only he'd just listen! Ugh. I switched on the voice transmitter in my room. "Prepare to leave. I want everything ready in half an hour" I ordered, then switched it off. Taking a deep calming breath to ease my frayed nerves, I opened the closet, then hit the button for the secret chamber. It swished open, and I stared at my collection of weapons, all armed and ready for use. I trailed my finger over my revolve