ARI’s POV
Cold rage spun through me at the sight I was witnessing. I'd just gone to the restroom for a break. It had been less than 10 freaking minutes since I left. Yet now, Jonathan, my boyfriend, was openly flirting with the waitress on our seat, ogling her while she accepted his advances. He was cheating on me so openly, and on my birthday dinner no less. I'd seen the flirtatious messages on his phone on occasion, heard his apologies time and time again, but this? This was the last straw. I was done. I strutted back to the table, receiving their startled looks. Jonathan looked stricken as if he'd forgotten I existed. “Baby-” I cut him off before he could say anything more. Staring at the number on the napkin, no doubt from the blonde waitress a bitter smirk crawled up my lips. “We're done.” I snapped. Grabbing my purse I stormed out of the restaurant, meeting the cold evening air. I didn't bother carrying a car here because he was driving me. Now I was left to walk the streets alone in heels. The streets were empty at this time, leaving the sound of my footsteps to accompany me. I pulled off the hairpin, letting my hair flow freely around my face. I could care less about the makeup or the dress I wore digging into my skin right now. All I needed was to leave. Yet after several minutes of non-stop walking, I stopped against a nearby lamppost. The emotions filled me to the brim. I felt too much. Angry. Tired. Heartbroken. ‘Why did I ever trust him?’ I knew the reason for that. From the first time I met him he had the suave of a confident detective and was flirtatious. That should have been the first red flag. I was naive. Somehow I'd fallen for him and let him take me out on a date. I'd dated him for the past one and a half years. Where had that gotten me now? Knowing that I'd have to see him again at work in the Police headquarters was the worst thing. It served me right for dating a coworker no less. I couldn't take it anymore. Swiping my phone open, I tapped on the contact of my best friend. I didn't want to be alone tonight. “Hey, Kaelie?” I spoke as soon as the call was answered, a twinge of desperation seeping out of me. “What's wrong?” my best friend asked. “I…I can't tell you over the phone. Can you come and pick me up?” There came a sigh from the call before she spoke. “I'm sorry babe. I'm still busy with work right now. Can we talk later?” My heart fell instantly. “Wait,” I sniffed, shaking my head, “Just forget about that. Can you come over tonight? I can't stay alone I just broke up with Jo-” BEEP. The sharp noise cut me off. I looked up to see that the call had ended, I felt numb and hollow. Weakly dropping my phone. Today was my birthday, yet I was alone. The only people I had were Jonathan and Kaelie, who had been my friend since childhood, and right now they were both gone. There were no other friends to call. I barely socialized out of work and my life revolves around my duties. A bitter laugh left me. The sadness inside me flared into hot anger and irritation. ‘Fuck it,’ I thought, ordering a cab to take me straight to the nearest bar. Tonight was already a wreck, at least I'll have some fun at the end of it. I'd face the consequences later. …. My mind was in a blurry haze as I danced across the swirly lights. How many drinks did I take? 7? 10? It was a lot. ‘For a tough cop like you, you sure are a lightweight,’ Jonathan's voice came up in my head, making me frown. “Shut up,” I snapped. I didn't want to hear him. That lying cheating basta-. “Hey!” A voice called my attention. I squinted past the lights to find a man frowning right in my face. “You're disturbing our patrons, you have to leave.” “Isn't this a club?” I frowned, stabbing my finger into him, “It's free for all. l dance wherever I want!” “Not on the stage!” Other murmurs filled my ears. I turned to the direction where others were standing and sitting, no doubt the patrons of said clubs. There was an angry look on their faces, “It's my birthday. You should be lucky I'm giving y'all a free show!” I shouted. “Miss, I'm going to have to make you leave-” “Let her be,” a deep voice cut him off from behind me, its warning clear. It sent pleasant shivers down my spine. “B-but sir” “Did I stutter?” I could have sworn the place had gone quiet, and the man in front of me looked afraid. Stumbling back, I collided with something hard and warm. A large arm wrapped around my waist. It definitely wasn't a wall. I looked up to find a face on mine. It looked…familiar, but I couldn't place it. Who was he? “I apologize for the disturbance cara” the words wrapped around me, “you can continue as you'd like.” “No, I think I'm done here.” I said, barely able to think. His arm was still wrapped around me. It felt so good. As if he read my mind, he didn't let go, instead leading me to a lounge area. I felt more sober instantly, looking over him “You look tired,” Mystery man commented , “Heartbroken more like,” I huffed rolling my eyes. “Hmm?” He smiled wider “Why do you look so happy after I told you what just happened? Are you making fun of me?” I asked, offended and annoyed. “I'm not happy with what you've been through,” he says, shaking his head. “I'm happy that the unlucky bastard that dumped you lost the freaking lottery.” He said. I chuckled, any annoyance gone and replaced with the same good sensation. We flirted through the night and before I knew it I was gravitating towards him, pulling closer and closer. “I'm not in the mood for anything tame tonight. I want…danger.” I whispered hotly and I swore his eyes went darker. “Is that what you want? Danger?” He leaned in, something wicked in his eyes. The heat and craving in my belly was unbearable. ‘Fuck it,’ I thought, dragging him down to meet my lips. Sparks and heat blew up inside me. I was completely engrossed. As I was swept up in his embrace, my mind went blank. …. ‘Mmm.’ I squinted against the lights. My head was pounding and my body ached, but the sheets around me felt so soft. Wait… this wasn't my bed. I sat up hurriedly. I was in a luxurious room that was definitely not mine, completely naked. It didn't take much to link my blurry memories to this. I turned to the side where my mystery one night stand lay asleep. He seemed so strangely familiar yet I didn't know why. Had I met him before this? A sharp noise startled me. I realized it was my phone ringing. Quickly locating it, I stiffened. It was Aaron, the head of the police precinct and my boss. “Sir?” I answered, “Where are you right now? You've been dispatched!” ‘What?’ I grew alert instantly. “We received Intel that there's another gunfight happening on 12th Terra Street. We need all hands on deck there. Get there at once!”. “Yes sir.” I ended the call. My heart was racing with anticipation. I needed to leave as soon as possible. Careful to not wake him up I quickly dressed, picking up my purse before running out of the room. I rushed out of the hotel, taking a cab to my home. I'd never been so reckless as to do this. Last night was a dream but I was back to reality. It would never happen again.ARI’s POVAs I rushed to my home, to change, the aches followed me. Heat rushed to my cheeks knowing the reason why.The memories of last night were fuzzy, but not gone. I was in control of my actions. The pleasure and aches that swam around me back then was something I'd never felt before.I shook my head frantically. I couldn't think about that right now. Not when there was something important going on.I quickly got dressed in my gear before leaving home. Terra Street wasn't too far from where I was and I wasted no time in getting there.The moment I was near I could already hear the gunshots from a distance.I moved into action, managing to tackle one of the thugs from behind and knock him out before anyone could notice. Sneaking in through the other side, I shot at them from behind, fighting the ones that came near before knocking them out. Any pains from before were numb as adrenaline pumped through me.By the time the rest of the team spotted me, I managed to take down a few o
ARI’s POVShocked was an understatement as I gaped at the man from last night.He looked calm and collected, like it was normal to be here. It made irritation and questions rise, the most visible one being;What was he doing here?His gaze seemed to rove over me before his lips quirked up into a smug looking smirk. It was like a kick to reality.Had I been staring this whole time?My heart hammered in my chest as I turned away. Maybe I'd gone far enough for today.“Going somewhere?” he said, stopping me before I could leave.I clenched my jaw defensively.“What are you doing here?” I demanded,“Is it a crime to relax in a back alley?” He asked, raising an eyebrow. Irritation crawled up my veins.“It does when it involves stalking.” I said.Instead he leaned in, a smile on his face.“Very presumptuous of you…Detective,” he purred. A shiver ran through me at his words.“Maybe it's a coincidence that we met again. Maybe I am a stalker. Maybe I've gone crazy after the night we had.”A gas
ARI’S POV“You again?” I spoke incredulously, my heart hammering in shock.Once could have simply been a coincidence, but meeting him twice?“Hey, wait-”Uncaring of everything else, I tore my hand away from him and brought out my gun.“What the hell do you want from me?” I stood on guard.It would have been better if he'd gotten angry but all he did was chuckle.“I don't think such drastic measures are necessary cara,” he said. Again that word. I had taken basic Italian lessons to know what that meant.Darling.And the way it rolled off his tongue…‘No.’I couldn't lose my guard, no matter how attractive this man was, this was bordering on stalking.“Not when you've been stalking me.” I spat out.“Would you believe me if I really did say that I found your location through legal means?” he said, stepping forward.I backed away, still on guard as he pulled out something from his pocket.“You left this at the hotel.” he said,I looked down cautiously to find my office ID card. I'd never
ARI’s POVNever would I have imagined that one day I would end up in a situation like this.My gaze narrowed to the third one in view, the same man I recognized.Joe Kanner, one of the perps who had escaped my custody, punching and spitting on me before leaving.‘Karma is a bitch now,’I took one last look at the Stranger. He was propped on the other car end, gun raised.The moment we made eye contact I felt a synergy between us. It was an unspoken contact.I nodded in a silent signal before turning back.It was time.I stepped out of the other door of the car and didn't hesitate to start shooting.I was good at close combat but my best feature? My aim.Without hesitation I shot at everyone in my vicinity, starting with the man from before first along with two others.The other half scattered and tried to shoot, leaving me to run and duck down against the nearest building to avoid it. Another gunshot followed by the sight of Cross told me he'd taken another one down.‘Five more to go
ARI’s POVMy hands trembled as the weight of the truth crashed down on me. The Stranger—the man I had kissed, trusted, and even helped—was Cross Margiello. The infamous Mafia Don who had evaded the police for years. My stomach churned as I remembered his warm smile, his teasing words, and the trust he claimed to have in me.How could I have been so blind?“Ari, are you okay?” Gina asked, touching my arm lightly. Her voice pulled me out of my spiraling thoughts.“Y-yeah,” I stammered, my voice barely audible. I forced a weak smile, but my mind was racing. I couldn’t let anyone know what I had done. Not yet. I needed time to think, to process everything.Gina’s eyes narrowed. “You look pale. Are you sure you’re alright?”“I just... I think I left something important at home,” I said quickly, grasping at the first excuse that came to mind. “I need to go back and grab it.”Her brows furrowed. “Now? Ari, this is huge! We’ve been chasing Cross for years, and you’re leaving?”I nodded, keep
ARI’s POV The apartment was silent except for the occasional creak of wood or the faint hum of the fridge. After the day I had, all I wanted was peace. Yet, my mind was a storm. Cross. The mafia don. The man I’d kissed. The man I had trusted—even for a moment. I couldn’t shake the feeling of his hands on me, his lips, his voice. Every word he said earlier now felt like a riddle. How could I be so blind? I’d been trained to recognize danger, yet here I was, entangled with the most dangerous man in the city. I paced my small living room, biting my nails. My ID sat on the coffee table, mocking me. I needed sleep, but my thoughts wouldn’t let me rest. Eventually, exhaustion won, and I collapsed onto my bed. **************************************************** The room was pitch-black when I woke up, but something felt off. The weight. It was suffocating. My eyes adjusted to the darkness, and panic gripped me as I realized there were arms wrapped around me. Strong, unyielding arms. I
ARI’s POVThe weight of him kept me pinned to the bed. My breaths were shallow, my chest rising and falling rapidly. His eyes bore into mine like he could see every thought running through my head.“Relax, cara,” Cross whispered, his voice like a dark melody. “You’re trembling.”“I’m not,” I said, my voice shaky.He smirked, his expression dripping with arrogance. “Lying doesn’t suit you.”Before I could retort, his fingers moved—tracing a line down my stomach. I flinched, my body reacting involuntarily to the light, deliberate touch. His hand was warm, rough, yet he moved with such precision it was like he was playing a game only he understood.“Shall we have fun, cara?” he murmured against my ear, his lips brushing the sensitive skin there.“Get off me,” I snapped, trying to push against his chest.He chuckled, low and dangerous. “You keep saying that, but you don’t sound convincing.”His fingers traveled lower, skimming the edge of my thigh, and I felt my body tense. I hated how he
ARI’s POVThe third button came undone with a quiet pop, and Cross's eyes gleamed with victory. He was relentless, his fingers moving to the next, and the next, until my shirt hung open, revealing my bra. His gaze traveled over me, lingering on the swells of my breasts, and I felt a flush spread across my skin. He was enjoying this, savoring every moment of my discomfort.When he reached for the zipper of my jeans, I gritted my teeth, trying to hold back a whimper. He was going too far. But as much as I wanted to fight him, his weight was suffocating, and my body was frozen with fear. He unzipped my pants, his knuckles brushing against my stomach, and slid his hand inside. My eyes widened as I felt his warmth against my skin.He chuckled darkly when he found that my panties were already wet. "You're so easy to read," he murmured, his voice filled with satisfaction. He inserted one finger, just the tip, into my wet pussy.I gasped, my eyes flying open in shock and embarrassment. "You c
Cross’ POVThe roar of the engine filled my ears as I sped down the deserted road, the air slashing across my face. My mind was a storm, thoughts slamming into each other. Ari was in trouble. I didn’t know where, I didn’t know how, but I could feel it. The moment I saw that unknown number flash on my screen, I knew. And when the call disconnected before a voice could even come through, I didn’t hesitate. With a flick of my wrist, I activated the tracker embedded in my device, hacking into the last known coordinates of the signal.The result made my blood run cold.A forest. The middle of nowhere. And a part of me already knew who had taken her.Jonathan.If Mira could have worked with someone… Could it be him?The bastard wasn’t dead. Not yet. But I was about to fix that.I pushed the bike harder, trees blurring past me in dark smudges. The location was getting closer, the beeping on my tracker speeding up. My gut clenched as a shadowy structure came into view. An uncompleted buildi
Ari’s POVI ran.Blindly. Desperately. My breath came in ragged gasps, my legs screaming for rest, but I didn't dare stop. What I didn’t expect outside the building was a stretch of green - the woods…I cursed.Behind me, his voice slithered through the trees, taunting, sing-song, twisted in its mockery."Ari, come out, come out wherever you are…"A shudder ripped through me. He was enjoying this. The chase. The fear. The sheer power he had over me.I pushed forward, stumbling over uneven ground. My body ached, but I forced myself onward, lungs burning, heart hammering against my ribs. If I stopped, I was dead.Up ahead, a fallen tree loomed. I dropped to my knees, crawling underneath, pressing myself against the damp earth. I clenched my fists, holding my breath. Maybe, just maybe, I could disappear into the shadows.The silence stretched.Then—a hand clamped around my ankle.A scream tore from my throat as I was yanked backward, my nails clawing at the ground, grasping for anything
Ariana’s POVDarkness.It was thick, suffocating, pressing against me like a second skin.My wrists burned from the restraints, bound so tightly I could feel the circulation slowing. My ankles were the same—tied, restrained, useless. My breath was uneven, a mix of panic and frustration, chest rising and falling against the gag tied around my mouth.I tried to move. Failed.I tried again, twisting my body, but all it did was send a sharp pain shooting through my shoulders.Where the hell was I?The last thing I remembered was stepping into my apartment. Then—darkness.Now I was here.And I wasn’t alone.A noise—a rustling, a whimper—echoed through the blackness.Then, a voice. Weak. Trembling. Familiar.“…Ari?”My body froze.That voice.That broken, barely-there whisper.Kaelie.My head snapped toward the sound, my eyes adjusting to the dimness of what little light seeped through the cracks of wherever the fuck we were.And then—I saw her.Tied. Beaten. Bloody.She was slumped against
Cross’ POVAs I ran through to the car, I already spotted what was coming. If Mira already knew about Ari, she had definitely told the Don, and the Don was already in the picture. If the Don was in the picture, they were coming for me. I and the Don had made an agreement, and that was to stay faithful to Mira.That agreement was broken.In no time, the Don’s men would be here.The air was thick with gasoline and sweat as I slipped into the car. My fingers tightened around the steering wheel as I reached for my phone, barely suppressing the rush of adrenaline flooding my veins.The Don may be on me, but I also had my plans.And it was time to put it in motion.The call rang once before Gustav answered.“It’s time.”There was no hesitation. No questions. Only a sharp exhale from the other end of the line before the call cut off.And then—The roar of engines.Headlights flared in the distance, then multiplied like wildfire. The Don’s men poured in from every alley, every street, surroun
Cross’ POVThe city streets were still drenched in the silence of the early morning when I arrived at the hideout. My body ached from exhaustion, but my mind was sharper than ever.Leo was dead.That truth weighed on me like chains, heavy and unrelenting. I had spent years crawling out of the grave only to return and find the ones I left behind buried instead.Leo should have been here. Laughing. Drinking. Breathing.Instead, we were about to put him in the ground.I entered the dimly lit warehouse, my boots echoing against the cold concrete. Gustav was already there, leaning against a wooden crate, a cigarette burning low between his fingers.He looked up at me, his sharp eyes unreadable. "You're back."I nodded. "Get the men ready. We're taking Leo home."Gustav exhaled a cloud of smoke before flicking the cigarette away. “Took you long enough, boss. I gat you, anyway.” he muttered, pushing off the crate. “I’ll round them up.”Within minutes, my men—Leo’s men—our family—began to gat
Ari's POVThe world was still wrapped in the quiet, heavy embrace of the early morning when I stirred. My body felt warm, blanketed by the remnants of a presence so familiar yet so distant that, for a moment, I thought I was still dreaming.And then I felt it.A slow, steady breath against my neck.The warmth of a body pressed against mine.An arm lazily draped over my waist.Reality settled in.I didn't dare move—not yet. I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, my heart swelling, aching, twisting. He was here. Cross was here. Alive. In my bed.The night had been a storm of emotions, fists, accusations, and unbridled relief. And now, here we were, tangled in the stillness, as if the world hadn’t turned upside down just hours ago.Slowly, I turned my head, and there he was.Cross.His face, barely inches from mine, softened in sleep. His long lashes cast faint shadows on his sharp cheekbones, his lips slightly parted, chest rising and falling in a rhythm that had once been the most c
Ari's POVOnce we reached the bed, he pushed me down before pulling his trouser and boxer off, and then climbing on top of me, his hard length rubbing against my thigh."Spread your legs for me." Cross ordered, his eyes locked on mine as he waited for me to comply.I obeyed, opening my legs wide, exposing my pussy to him.He reached down and ran his finger over my folds, his cock twitching when he saw how wet I was."You're dripping." He smiled, bringing his fingers to his mouth and he licked them clean.He leaned forward, his face only inches from mine. "Are you ready for me, Ari?""Yes," I gasped, my body aching for him.Cross grinned and gripped his cock, he slid the tip along my folds, teasing me to further wetness before pushing himself inside me, his eyes closing and his face tightening as he felt me wrap around his cock."So tight," he groaned. "And so wet.""Yeah." I cried out, arching my back as he started thrusting.His thrusts were slow and steady at first, but they gradual
Ari's POVThe taste of him was intoxicating.The way his tongue slid against mine, his teeth scraping across my lower lip.I didn’t realize that I was pressed up against the wall until his hand slid up the back of my shirt, fingers playing across the bare skin of my back.I gasped."Cross."His name slipped out. It felt like a plea. Or a prayer. But I didn't care.I didn't care at all what it meant or felt like.Right now, all that mattered was him and how he was making me feel.The way his lips were on mine.The way his body pressed against me.Cross's mouth moved to my neck, his teeth grazing over the sensitive skin. I arched into him, heat flooding through me as I have into my desires.It wasn't enough.It would never be enough. Not with Cross.I tugged at the hem of his shirt, my hands slipping underneath to touch the smooth, hard muscles beneath."Take it off," I breathed out, my voice thick with lust. Raw and heavy.Cross pulled back, a smirk on his lips."Are you sure?""Yes,"
Ari's POVThe night stretched on, endless and suffocating. I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling, unable to close my eyes for more than a few seconds without a wave of paranoia washing over me. My body was exhausted, but my mind refused to shut down. Every creak, every distant honk of a car outside sent a shiver down my spine. I could still feel the weight of what had happened—Kaelie missing, the attack at her house, and then…Cross.The name burned inside my head like fire. It wasn’t possible. It couldn’t be possible. He was dead. I had seen him buried… No, the body was “evidence.” But I had mourned him, shattered myself trying to move on. I had told myself a thousand times that he was gone. But tonight, he was there—flesh, blood, and rage. My rescuer. My nightmare. My ghost.Or was it him?Jeez… What was I doing to myself?A shuddering breath escaped my lips.Perhaps, I just needed to sleep and wake up and everything will be alright.But then I heard it.A noise. A faint rustling