Emmanuel’s Point of View
I knew to be cautious of the Brzezinski family's thugs, but I was caught off guard by how quickly the police were on our tails. Sure, I shouldn't have pulled the trigger on the cop who showed up at the gas station, but it wasn't a fatal shot. It just gave us enough time to make our escape. However, Xavier and his motorcycle were too fast for us, and we lost him in the chase. But I promised myself I would find him and his little snake of a girlfriend. Not just because Lillianna wanted revenge but because he needed to pay for betraying us, and his girlfriend looked tempting. I wanted a piece of her, too.
The boys and I were driving back to our place when we were attacked. It wasn’t the cops, but they weren’t the mafia either. I didn’t know who they were, but shots were fired, and I was the only one to get out of there alive.
I sped up as fast as I could get the car to go, desperately trying to outrun them. Eventually, I found a familiar forested area and quickly pulled over, abandoning my car and running for cover. Luckily, they had no tracking dogs, so I could escape and go to our hidden hideout in the woods that had our motorcycles. The haunting memory of my friends covered in blood, their eyes blank and lifeless, will never fade from my mind as long as I live.
I had enough supplies to last me for a while, but my thoughts were consumed with Lillianna. If they found us, whoever "they" were, they could also be searching for her. Lillianna believed she was just a toy and a snack to me, but she meant so much more. Despite her constant pursuit of Xavier's love and attention, she was the one I loved. I knew I could make her happy, even though I wasn't the best man. But to Lillianna, I was merely a convenient distraction from her obsession with Xavier Woods. She didn't truly love him; it was the thrill of the chase that excited her. Once she had him, she would lose interest. Yet somehow, she convinced herself that this wouldn't happen with Xavier. It was a dangerous fixation, not true love. I hoped she finally figured that out before it was too late.
Grace’s Point of View
“Are you sure you don’t want something to drink? The kids are all gone to bed now,” Aamon offered, gesturing towards the liquor cabinet.
I smiled and declined, shaking my head. Deep down, I desperately wanted a drink to numb my emotions, but I also knew my limits. If I started, I wouldn’t be able to stop until the whole bottle was gone. It was one of the main reasons I often volunteered as the designated driver when going out with friends. Drinking to cope with my feelings never ended well. There had been a lot of changes and growth in my life over the past ten years that Aamon didn’t know about yet. I would share them with him when I was ready, but tonight wasn’t the night for that.
Aamon got a notification on his phone and looked up to tell me that Xavier and Rei were here. I steadied myself as much as I could. I knew that there was always the possibility that this day would come. I had just always hoped that it never did.
Xavier was holding Rei’s hand as they entered the room. That gave me hope. If she had forgiven him, there was a chance that Rei would forgive me one day, too. Looking at her carefully, there was more hurt in Rei’s eyes than anger.
"Grace, tell me everything. I need to understand why you never told me the truth about who I am and why you were part of my life. You've been like a sister to me, and I deserve to know," Rei's voice trembled with emotion as tears streamed down her face.
With trembling hands, I told her everything. Not leaving out any details, no matter how difficult they were to share. When I finished, Rei stood before me with tear-stained cheeks but an emotionless expression on her face. My heart raced as she stepped towards me; I instinctively flinched, bracing myself for impact. But instead of hitting me, Rei broke down and threw herself into my arms, crying uncontrollably. It was then that I knew she had truly forgiven me for keeping such a big secret from her all these years.
“What happens now?” Xavier’s voice broke the silence in the room.
“You and Rei stay here, along with the kids. You both are safe here. Lilianna and Emmanuel are being hunted. We learn how to be the family we’ve always been but never had a chance to know,” Aamon said firmly.
“I’m assuming the two of you will be staying in a room together?” Aamon asked Rei, and my best friend blushed furiously.
Looking at her neck and the marks there it was obvious why they were late getting here. It was hard not to laugh at how she was embarrassed when both Aamon and I knew that she and Xavier had been fucking nonstop since she left me with the kids.
Aamon's eyes darkened as he warned Xavier about the importance of being careful with his step-sister's heart.
"Remember, by being with Rei, you are also becoming a part of our family and organization. You understand the gravity of that?" Aamon asked sternly.
Xavier assured him, "I've spoken to Ethan and know there will be tough decisions ahead. But my loyalty will always stay with Rei."
Aamon nodded in approval at Xavier's answer.
"I plan on proposing to Rei once I have earned her trust and respect. No other woman will ever hold my heart like she does."
“I think you are supposed to ask Rei first, not her stepbrother,” I groaned, and Rei looked at Xavier in shock.
"You really want to marry me?" Rei asked, stunned.
Xavier gazed at my best friend as if she were the very air he breathed. His love for her radiated throughout the room, palpable and undeniable to anyone who saw them together. He took off one of his rings and got down on one knee in front of her.
"I had plans to go ring shopping with you, but this will have to do for now. Rei Brzezinski, I have loved you for so long, and I know I always will. Will you marry me and let me spend every day loving only you?" Xavier asked sincerely.
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Rei’s Point of ViewXavier's proposal took me completely by surprise, and I could see the hope in his eyes as he waited for my answer. It was all happening too quickly; I couldn't handle this right now. My mind and heart were still reeling from the revelation that I was not who I thought I was and that my entire life had been a lie. My grandfather was gone, and I've found it in my heart to forgive my best friend, boyfriend, and stepbrother, but a marriage proposal? Not now. Everything started to blur as my emotions overwhelmed me, and then everything went black.I opened my eyes and wasn’t in Aamon’s living room anymore. I was in the open field that I would often dream about the last ten years with X. He looked at me sadly and opened up his arms for me to rush into them."You realize that wasn't how he planned to propose, right?" X said.I nodded, unable to find the words to respond. Even in this strange dream-like state, I couldn't seem to speak."Do you know why you couldn't give Xav
Grace’s Point of View“What the hell were you two thinking just now?” I exclaimed, scrambling to catch my best friend before she fell and hit her head.They stared back at me, obviously stunned and clueless about their actions. Idiots.“In case it wasn't clear to you two, Rei fainted because of your thoughtlessness. It took all her courage and trust even to consider dating again, and here you are rushing things by talking about marriage...just like what happened with Greg. She's had an emotional rollercoaster today - finding out we've been keeping secrets from her, finally meeting her grandfather only for him to die in front of her and her kids. So just back off for a bit, and let's hope that she has only fainted and nothing more serious has happened,” I yelled angrily.Xavier's expression showed a hint of remorse, but Aamon's was just pure anger. He arched an eyebrow and glared at me, and I returned the fierce gaze."Can either of you lend a hand in getting Rei onto the couch?" I snap
Rei’s Point of ViewNone of this made sense. At all. I was so confused, and it made me feel even more vulnerable than I had been feeling before. X was my safe place; I wasn’t supposed to feel this way when I was with him. I closed my eyes and leaned back into him, feeling his strong arms around me.“X, where am I right now? Can you tell me that, at least?” I whispered, scared to ask but even more terrified to know the answer.There was a long, awkward pause, and then X sighed deeply.“This is my home. That’s all I can tell you right now,” he replied.I needed to know more, but there wasn’t any point in pressing him; he wasn’t going to tell me anything more.I know you're kind-hearted and quick to forgive, but with Lillianna, you must be ruthless. If you show any weakness…” X's pained voice trailed off.“Will she harm Xavier or the children?” I asked, fear creeping into my tone.“Not intentionally. Her focus is on you, but she's not thinking clearly. She shot the Don,” X stated bluntly.
Grace’s Point of View“You're so wise and sexy. It drives me wild,” I purred, running my tongue over my lips as I gazed at my boyfriend.Aamon's smirk widened, and he motioned for me to come to him with a single finger. I sauntered over, hips swaying suggestively, teasing him just enough to arouse but not enough to anger him. Aamon was in need of release, and I knew exactly how to give it to him. It was one of my many skills.As soon as I was close enough, Aamon hoisted me up over his shoulder and playfully slapped my ass while growling "Mine." I laughed, and he gave another firm smack, squeezing the cheek afterwards. Yes, I knew exactly what he wanted tonight, and I was more than ready to give it.With a swift movement, Aamon threw me onto the bed and swiftly locked the door behind us. I eagerly stripped off my clothes and assumed a submissive position on all fours, my back arched and head held high, ready for his every command.“You're my perfect little plaything, aren't you?” Aamon
Lillianna’s Point of View"Would you please just shut up?" I groaned, delivering a punch to the bruised and battered woman who wouldn't stop screaming.It was surprisingly easy to grab Sam and she had been giving me plenty of reasons to unleash my anger on her. It felt satisfying to finally release all my frustration without holding back, and using a human being as an outlet was strangely therapeutic. But I had to keep reminding myself not to kill her... yet.After a muffled whimper and sobbing, she fell silent. I released a heavy sigh, loosened my tense shoulders, cracked my knuckles, and wiped the blood off my hands.I reached for Sam's phone and quickly messaged Matt. I didn't want him interfering with my plan. Despite what Matt and Tom claimed, our friendship used to mean something to them. That was the only reason I would consider sparing their lives, as long as they stayed out of my way.Sam's phone buzzed almost immediately with a notification. I let out an exasperated sigh. Mat
Chloe’s Point of ViewI was dressed and ready by 5:30 a.m., which was good because Iris banged on my door at 5:45 a.m. I opened it to see her about to pound again and looked surprised that I was actually ready.“What? I told you I’d be ready,” I shrugged, trying not to be offended at how surprised Iris seemed.“But… it’s 5:45 a.m….” Iris’s voice trailed off.I sighed and shook my head. Passive aggressive much? Damn, that woman needed to get laid. Maybe Rei should talk to her about the benefits of vibrators. There is nothing wrong with finding your release if other opportunities aren’t presenting themselves. Riding your own biker boy is not an option for everyone, I thought with a giggle. And then my face fell because I realized I just laughed out loud. Oh shit.My eyes met Iris’s, and she was pissed with a capital P.“I take it you didn’t sleep well?” I asked as gently as possible, praying my voice had no teasing tone.“No. I did not,” she emphasized every word, giving me a knowing loo
Shiloh’s Point of ViewWhen I woke up, I was more than a little disoriented. I realized that I wasn’t at home in my bed. I looked around frantically until I remembered what had happened the day before and where I was. I sat up slowly in the bed, taking in my surroundings.The room was silent, and it felt as though the entire house was quiet, too. I was sure guards were still patrolling the grounds, considering who Uncle Aamon was—and who I had become. Now that I had the chance to stop, breathe, and think about everything, my mind was overwhelmed. I wished I had someone to talk to about this, but none of my friends were mature enough to discuss it on that level. I sighed deeply, knowing Salem and Onyx would look to me for clarity. The problem was, I just couldn’t make sense of it all for myself right now.I hadn’t heard any screaming last night, so I hoped my Mom and Aunt Grace had found a way to listen to each other and resolve their issues as best as possible. I wasn’t naive; I unders
Grace’s Point of ViewAs I woke up next to Aamon, who was sleeping peacefully beside me, I couldn't help but smile softly. We would both be exhausted today after everything he had been through in the last few days. But I knew better than to ask him how he was feeling; Aamon never liked showing any signs of weakness. However, I saw it as an opportunity to support and care for him, while he saw it as something that didn't align with his idea of masculinity.I wanted us to be equal partners, to share in the good and the bad moments. I longed to massage out the knots in his tense shoulders, to pleasure him endlessly when he desired dominant passion, and to submit to his every desire when he needed my submission. I loved him wholly and completely. And I wanted to be there for him in every way possible if only he would let me.I couldn't resist admiring the stunning man lying next to me. With a mischievous smile, I pulled back the sheets and took Aamon into my mouth. His groans only spurred
X’s Point of ViewJust as I had done with Kaz, I guided Lillianna toward the light. It was effortless with Kaz; I respected the Don and enjoyed his company. However, I couldn't stand Lillianna. Yet, there was a glimmer of something in her that I couldn't ignore. After she crossed over to the light completely, I turned to leave."You're not coming with me, are you?" she asked."No," I replied."Will we ever meet again?" Lillianna's voice trembled with emotion."Not if I have any say in it," I responded sharply.“I loved him, you know. In my own way, I loved Xavier. And maybe, just maybe, he could have loved me back,” Lillianna revealed.“But you knew his heart was devoted to someone else, yet you persisted in your pursuit of him. He was never yours to claim. While Xavier may have shared his body with you, his heart always belonged to Rei. And it always will,” I retorted.“You love Rei. I can't quite comprehend who or what you are, but I recognize that feeling of loving someone you can n
Lillianna’s Point of ViewThe audacity of Aamon was unfathomable. Without a second thought, he had given my hard-earned jobs to Chloe, someone who had no business taking them from me. My head spun with fury, drowning out any sounds around me until Iris appeared, her cold voice cutting through the chaos. Before I could react, a searing pain ripped through my abdomen as her bullet tore into me. I felt my insides lurch and knew she had hit vital organs. The shock was almost too much to bear as I gasped for air, realizing this was how I imagined my end. A scream rose in my throat, but was stifled by the shock and agony coursing through my body. All I could do was curse fate for this cruel and undeserved death as I bled out on the floor in front of the bathroom. Rage turned to despair as my last thoughts faded into darkness.Chloe’s Point of ViewI couldn't believe what I had just witnessed. Iris had made a grand entrance and delivered a deadly blow with precision and finality. As I stood t
Chloe’s Point of ViewI recounted all of my knowledge about Lillianna to Iris, who listened with great interest. "I have no emotional connection to Lillianna. I believe I should be the one to take her out. Would that be an issue for you?" Iris inquired.I took a moment to consider the question before me. As much as I wanted to be the one to put an end to her life, my friend was essentially being used as leverage by this deranged individual. If Sam was in danger, I feared I would hesitate to act. While I didn’t want any harm to come to my friend, I also knew that Lillianna needed to be dealt with immediately. We couldn’t afford any more delays. With a heavy sigh, I shook my head no."Alright, first, we need to figure out a plan for entering and exiting while making sure Sam makes it out alive," Iris suggested.As we finalized our plan, the two operatives Ethan had sent for backup showed up. They drove by discreetly, acknowledging us before parking on the street at a safe distance but st
Ethan’s Point of ViewI dispatched a team to Lillianna's residence, making sure she and Emmanuel were not present. Iris was instructed not to enter Xavier's apartment without my permission and always to keep an eye on Chloe. Although I knew this put Sam in danger, I didn't believe Lillianna would kill the woman - perhaps harm her, which may have already happened. Even I could see how much Lillianna despised Sam.I had to handle this situation delicately, as we couldn't risk any trace leading back to Aamon, Rei, or Xavier. Lillianna was not someone to be underestimated; she managed to fatally wound Kaz in a moment of rage while he faced off against much more experienced enemies unscathed. I was just one of many who wanted her out of the picture, but I had to deal with her before she dealt with us.My phone interrupted me, and I answered it hastily, recognizing the team member's number from Lillianna's apartment."It's a disaster in here, boss. I can't tell if she trashed the place to st
Grace’s Point of ViewAfter we finished showering, my legs were still trembling. Aamon insisted on carrying me back to bed and holding me in his arms until I felt better. It wasn't because I was in pain but simply because I was physically exhausted. It wasn't a negative experience, but it had been a while since I had been this sexually active during our time apart. I had casual partners here and there, but my heart was never truly invested. I knew I needed to regain my stamina.I gently ran my fingers over the intricate tattoos gracing his skin, savouring the familiar feeling of him. Being close to him was like being home, bringing tears to my eyes. But I refused to let them fall; Aamon would worry that I was upset or in pain. But the truth was, I was grateful. Grateful to have this stunning man back in my life and in his bed again after all this time.“Co myślisz o mojej miłości?” Aamon whispered as I lay in his arms, and my body slowly relaxed.Even though I didn’t speak much Polish,
Matt’s Point of ViewAlex and Tom both texted back that they were working but could come and hang out later. I tossed my phone on the bed and sat down, trying to sort through the thoughts racing in my head. I was in love with Sam. I don’t know when it happened, but there was no doubt—not anymore.Memories of the last time she stayed over flooded my mind. I could still see her lying in my bed, her clothes scattered on the floor except for the thong I had insisted she wear. With her long, slender legs wrapped around my neck, I teased and pleased her until she reached orgasm multiple times at my command.I savoured the taste of her as I licked and nibbled her clit, my fingers moving in a rhythm that drove her wild. She was such a good girl, her legs trembling as she screamed my name. But even in the throes of pleasure, she knew to give me everything I demanded. It was thrilling to have such power over Sam, to know that by just touching her in a certain way, I could control her will and ma
Grace’s Point of ViewAs I woke up next to Aamon, who was sleeping peacefully beside me, I couldn't help but smile softly. We would both be exhausted today after everything he had been through in the last few days. But I knew better than to ask him how he was feeling; Aamon never liked showing any signs of weakness. However, I saw it as an opportunity to support and care for him, while he saw it as something that didn't align with his idea of masculinity.I wanted us to be equal partners, to share in the good and the bad moments. I longed to massage out the knots in his tense shoulders, to pleasure him endlessly when he desired dominant passion, and to submit to his every desire when he needed my submission. I loved him wholly and completely. And I wanted to be there for him in every way possible if only he would let me.I couldn't resist admiring the stunning man lying next to me. With a mischievous smile, I pulled back the sheets and took Aamon into my mouth. His groans only spurred
Shiloh’s Point of ViewWhen I woke up, I was more than a little disoriented. I realized that I wasn’t at home in my bed. I looked around frantically until I remembered what had happened the day before and where I was. I sat up slowly in the bed, taking in my surroundings.The room was silent, and it felt as though the entire house was quiet, too. I was sure guards were still patrolling the grounds, considering who Uncle Aamon was—and who I had become. Now that I had the chance to stop, breathe, and think about everything, my mind was overwhelmed. I wished I had someone to talk to about this, but none of my friends were mature enough to discuss it on that level. I sighed deeply, knowing Salem and Onyx would look to me for clarity. The problem was, I just couldn’t make sense of it all for myself right now.I hadn’t heard any screaming last night, so I hoped my Mom and Aunt Grace had found a way to listen to each other and resolve their issues as best as possible. I wasn’t naive; I unders
Chloe’s Point of ViewI was dressed and ready by 5:30 a.m., which was good because Iris banged on my door at 5:45 a.m. I opened it to see her about to pound again and looked surprised that I was actually ready.“What? I told you I’d be ready,” I shrugged, trying not to be offended at how surprised Iris seemed.“But… it’s 5:45 a.m….” Iris’s voice trailed off.I sighed and shook my head. Passive aggressive much? Damn, that woman needed to get laid. Maybe Rei should talk to her about the benefits of vibrators. There is nothing wrong with finding your release if other opportunities aren’t presenting themselves. Riding your own biker boy is not an option for everyone, I thought with a giggle. And then my face fell because I realized I just laughed out loud. Oh shit.My eyes met Iris’s, and she was pissed with a capital P.“I take it you didn’t sleep well?” I asked as gently as possible, praying my voice had no teasing tone.“No. I did not,” she emphasized every word, giving me a knowing loo