GABRIELLE POVGetting cut off, and being forced to watch my back didn't bother me as much as I thought it would, not that I could concentrate on anything other than Blake Moreno anyway, so there was that. I'd left him to the whims of my men, all because I didn't anticipate Grandfather would make such a sudden move. I knew Blake was strong but I wasn't sure to what extent his strength lay... I should have gone to him sooner, but with the hit on my back, things had gotten a lot strained. The weather sucked and I felt agitated all through the drive. I was also being extra careful to avoid being trailed. The last thing I needed was for my grandfather to find out where I was keeping Blake. If there was any reason he wanted the cop dead, I was going to find out. Grandfather thought he had me trapped but he was dead wrong and I was going to show him. Getting to the safe house in the woods took much longer than I timed but I was a hundred percent certain that I had not been followed. I g
BLAKE MORENO POVMy head felt heavy, and the world seemed to be one large whirlpool, twirling together until I felt lightheaded. Gabrielle's voice, I heard it, but it had come from such a faraway place that I thought I hallucinated it, not that I knew what was real or not, but I didn't want to wake up. The guilt, her eyes- the eyes of the dead- invaded every corner of my mind. I blinked, willing the world to come into focus. They did, and I wasn't seeing those accusing eyes anymore, instead, I was gazing into two pairs of familiar-looking eyes, the iris widened, beautiful colors exploding at the edges, drawing my focus until they were the only thing I could see. The eyes I gaped at were calming, dispelling my nightmares, even if it was just for the meantime. I looked away, the arrays of colors in the room making me flinch. I had grown so accustomed to the white room, that seeing any other colors were like pricks of needles in my eyes. Was this another hallucination, I couldn't even
BLAKE MORENO POVDays passed, and I became desperate. It was pathetic but I knew now that Gabrielle was right about everything she said. With the way things were going, it wouldn't take much for me to fall for her again. For starters I'd come to need her presence and was starting to get addicted to her daily routine- since she was the only one who spoke to me, cleaned me up, and dressed my wounds. She visited me for just an hour each day, she took care of my feeding- after we fought about it, because I had my own hands and could eat my meals myself! But one thing about Gabrielle was that she always got her way. No matter how much I whined, complained, reasoned, or begged, she did whatever she wanted. It was like my tantrums as she'd come to term them amused her to no end. She took pleasure in riling me up, and unconsciously, I'd come to crave those visits. I found myself always watching the time imploringly and counting the minutes until she'd come into my room. She'd also started
*****"That's bullshit" April's hands balled into fists as she tried to keep calm. She had avoided slamming her hand onto her superior's desk so far, but it was getting harder not to. The man raised his eyes from the file he held in his hand, his gaze hardening as he took in April's appearance, his displeasure at the tone of voice she had used on him visible on his face, but April was too far gone to care. "Will you like to repeat that officer?" His voice was haughty, grating on her last nerves, and she had to take a deep breath to get her temper under control. "I'm sorry Sir, but Blake has been missing for more than a month now... are we just going to forget that he ever existed, let him rot somewhere? This is not fair, Blake was one of your best..."He cut her off, waving her words away as if they meant nothing to him. "Yes he was, but he got discovered, he's a useless ghost agent now because the enemy already knows his real identity. Do I have to remind you of all the protocols?
GABRIELLE POVI decided to go off the radar... but it wasn't because I wanted to, it was because of the bounty grandfather had placed on my head- turns out I had more enemies than I thought I did. I'd gotten into a heated argument with one of my clients at the casino, he didn't want to keep doing business because he'd heard of the power switch in the Genovese empire. It was all a ploy by the man of course, and I'd been so distracted that I only managed to dodge the blade aimed for my kidney just a second before it hit. I'd gotten a slashed wound instead and I'd been furious, hence my reckless retaliation.I killed everyone, especially those who seemed to be in support of the attack regardless of whether they were or not. And due to my fiery temper, I won new alliances and made tons of new enemies. There'd been almost a dozen assassination attempts in the weeks that led up to the final attack at the casino, but I'd expected it, and half of it was from my own extended family. I knew
MASSIMO POVBeing in charge was easier said than done, but Gabrielle suddenly disappearing into thin air was more worrying than taking over and trying to convince some douchebags that I was competent to lead them. We lost some clients but I planned to get them back by all means necessary. I've had to kill my fair share of people in this line of business, so it didn't faze me to add more to the number. The few who continued working with me were all there because they were scared of Genovese, but that was going to change.I was going to harness all their fear for myself until Genovese was nothing more than a mere man to them. I will be their god just like I'd always dreamed.I was going to wield all the power. A kind word and a gun went a long way, but I planned to be ruthless just as I had been in my hometown. With a plan set in stone, I recruited new loyal soldiers who would lay down their lives at my command. I didn't trust anyone who had worked with Gabrielle in the past, because
GABRIELLE POV"Don't fucking touch me. I want to see my dad right now" My fist clenched at the scream that tore out of the little boy's throat. Palo held him in place as he attempted to rush at me. It was quite amusing, considering that he didn't look all that tough. His wavy blond curls were wild, his eyes puffy. Must have cried a lot. Gods! I had to deal with this tantrum-throwing teenager."I don't want to stay here with you". His grey eyes were fierce- they were the eyes of someone who could easily become a great leader... I could mold this boy, and turn him into a perfect Dom, but that would be unwise considering that I killed his father."Listen little boy" I got out, inching closer to him. He lifted his chin defiantly. The little menace. "My name's not little boy, it's Micheal" he screamed indignantly and stomped the ground as if he was trying to break through it.I took a suffering breath. This was why I hated children. They were too much drama, and they drove me near insane
BLAKE MORENO POVThe new room was suffocating, it was wide but all it managed to remind me of was the white room since it was almost similar. I felt around the wall, it was the same, my thumb couldn't feel a thing, the only difference was that the room was painted in a light gray color, while the remaining item in the room was a mix of white and light grey. It was depressing. I walked toward the door, turning the knob but it remained locked. There was no television, just an old newspaper that laid haphazardly on the desk.I jerked back, my heart running a marathon when I looked around the corner of the four-poster bed. I could swear that I had seen the little girl crouched in on herself. My hand shook and I quelled the urge to scream by biting harshly on my lips. It was bad enough with the nightmares, now it was like she wanted to haunt my waking hours too. I'd spoken to April after that undercover mission, retelling all the horrible details of what went on, she'd comforted me, let
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