Aamon’s Point of View
I’d wanted Grace to see the danger that Lillianna posed, but not like that. My ex-girlfriend looked terrified; the colour drained from her beautiful face. She was shaking from shock and fear. Reality was hitting hard, and Grace knew she couldn’t pretend it wasn’t and look away.
“Rei… the children …” Grace’s voice trailed off in a panic.
My phone rang, and I knew how it was before I even answered. I held up a finger and placed it on my lips, looking at Grace before answering the phone.
“Interesting night you’ve been having there, boss,” she teased, trying to lighten my mood. When I didn’t respond, she awkwardly cleared her throat.
“I’m tailing her, don’t worry. It doesn’t look like Lillianna is heading towards Xavier or Rei right now. I’ll keep following her, and if anything changes, I’ll let you know,” she shared.
“Call for backup if you need it. Do not ruin your cover. She’ll come for you next if you do,” I warned.
“Noted,” she answered and then cut the call.
“Someone is watching Lillianna, aren’t they? But if it’s someone from the organization, Lillianna will recognize them,” Grace said panicking, starting to spiral.
“It’s not someone Lillianna would recognize as a threat. It’s taken care of. I’m glad you called me tonight. I missed you, Grace,” I replied.
“Where do we go from here after tonight?” Grace asked.
“Well, first off, you are not staying here. I want to bring you back with me. Before you argue, Grace, you know that I have many well-guarded spare rooms in the house. You’ll be safe there. You won’t be here,” I said firmly.
To her credit, Grace didn’t argue. My ex-girlfriend just nodded silently as her shoulders shook and tears poured from her eyes.
“I know you don’t work tomorrow, but you will need to call in sick for the next few days. If your employer gives you any trouble for that, you need to let me know, and he will be dealt with. Do you trust me, skarbie?” I asked.
Grace sighed and nodded again.
“Good, now pack a bag of clothes and anything else you need. You won’t be coming back here. Even when this is all done, this will no longer be your home,” I demanded.
“And where exactly am I supposed to go after then?” Grace’s eyes narrowed, her fear replaced with frustration at her predicament.
“With me, kochanie. I want you back, and if I’m not mistaken, you feel the same way about me. We’re doing this the right way this time. By tomorrow, everyone that matters will know that you are Aamon Brzezinski’s woman,” I smiled.
“We’re really doing this?” Grace asked, her lip trembling and hope in her eyes.
“Grace, you are mine. Yes, we’re really doing this. Now, go. I have some calls to make while you get what you need. Be thorough because, my love, you are not returning to this apartment,” I said firmly.
I waited until Grace went back to her apartment and then began putting things into place. Lillianna was living on borrowed time, and there was no doubt that Lillianna knew that as well. The woman was already dangerous, but someone with nothing left to lose? They were lethal.
Grace’s Point of View
My mind was reeling. Rei was the granddaughter of Don Brzezinski and Aamon’s stepsister. Everything I thought I knew was a lie, and I was having difficulty wrapping my mind around it. I could only imagine how Rei would react. And Shiloh. Oh God, she had seen Aamon watching the children and asked who he was. I was never completely honest with her. That kid would probably hate me as much as her mother would.
Rei hated lies, especially how often Greg had lied to her and cheated on my best friend during their marriage. We had all lied to her: Lillianna, Xavier, and I. The only ones who hadn’t were Chloe, Sam and Alex. Even Rei’s parents weren’t real but a couple paid to protect and raise her as their own. Rei was going to lose her everloving fucking mind.
I opened my suitcase and filled it with all the clothes I could fit. Then, I added any critical documents, mementos and necessary personal products. Anything that could be replaced would have to stay. Thank goodness I didn’t have any plants or a pet.
This is my reality now. I am leaving behind the life I had created for myself. It wasn’t just Rei that had started over ten years ago. I had to. I’d left Aamon and the organization behind, got a job in my field of study, and tried to move on. I thought I had moved on. I guess I never really had, though.
I touched my lips and replayed the kiss between Aamon and me. It was like we had never been apart. I could feel his love for me in that kiss, and my heart felt whole again. Knowing I would finally be with him forever was more than I could have ever imagined. I knew what I was going into this time. My eyes were wide open, and I accepted the risks. I was done running. My life began and ended with Aamon Brzezinski. I’d embrace the darkness of his world just to be with him again.
Unknown Point of View
I tailed Lillianna, staying back just enough so she didn’t realize I was doing it. Shit. I was overconfident because she was turning onto a rural road, and I pulled over, getting my gun ready beside me. I hadn’t been careful enough. Lillianna was aware of my presence following her, even if she didn’t know it was me.
I texted my boss that I’d been compromised and sent him my coordinates. With one hand on the steering wheel, I constantly checked the rearview mirror for any sign of Lillianna tailing me. She was hot on my trail, determined to uncover my true identity. I had to escape to a secure location to abandon this car and arrange an extraction. But not by anyone from Aamon's dangerous organization. - This time, it would be Ethan Steele. It was his turn to repay his debt to me as one of his lethal operatives.
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Mary’s Point of ViewWhen we first started working together, I was taken aback at how hard Rei worked, how dedicated she was to her job and doing the best she could. Maybe it was because she was the sole provider for her little family, or perhaps it was the way she was raised. Or, most likely, it was because that was just how Rei was. Bless her heart; she pours it into everything she does.I playfully teased and supported her throughout the years we’ve worked together. While I had worked with numerous nurses, none were quite like Rei, my sweet girl. She was a joy to tease and uplift to boost her confidence. That as.shole of an ex-husband of hers had really done a number on Rei. Despite her beauty, she was oblivious to it. Men often tried to catch her eye, but she was always unaware of them until Xavier Woods came into the emergency after some shenanigans had gone wrong for his group of friends.Rei hurried away like a timid mouse, seemingly believing she wasn't deserving of his notice
Lillianna’s Point of ViewWhen I left Grace's place, I noticed someone following me at a distance. I didn’t slow down or acknowledge that I was aware of their presence. Working for the organization, I knew they were not working independently. If the driver were following me, there would be another person nearby. I knew it was too good to be true that Aamon was on his own. After all, he was the Don’s grandson, the heir to the organization.I turned onto a rural road to get off my bike and hide amongst the trees to give myself cover if I needed to defend myself. The one thing I had left was my life, and as much as it sucked right now, it was mine. I wasn’t going to give it up lightly. I slowed down, parked quickly and then ran into the forest, waiting for a vehicle that never came. Interesting, I wonder who Aamon had watching me to be able to anticipate my reaction so well.I stood alone in the vastness of the forest, surrounded by deafening silence and released a raw, guttural scream. M
Shiloh’s Point of ViewI’d always wondered but never asked. Tonight, I would, when my brothers were playing on their devices. Mom had always answered my questions about my father and our extended family but in bite-sized responses. I’d never pushed for more. But seeing Aamon Brzezinski everywhere we went or someone else discreetly watching us, I needed to know. Everyone knew he was connected to the organization that was not to be named, and if he was watching us, I had to wonder if we were, too.Our home had no family photos displayed, and even Mom's social media accounts were void of them. It felt as though they were all like ghosts. I only knew my father's appearance from searching online with my brothers. When someone teased Onyx at school for not having a father, we searched and found a photograph of him. The Ravenscroft family had become mysterious and elusive since leaving our town, known only for their wealth and connections. Seeing our father's image had given Onyx some comfort
Grace’s Point of ViewAs Aamon drove us back to his place, I called Xavier. He held the steering wheel with one hand and my hand in the other, a simple but meaningful gesture. To his credit, Xavier answered immediately despite it being late at night.“You were right, Xavier. For what it’s worth, I chose Rei too. I will stay with the kids tomorrow night,” I said.A shaky breath on the other line sounded like Xavier had been on edge, waiting to see if I would call him back. I felt terrible that it took as long as it had, but would my answer have been the same if I had responded right away? If I was honest, I don’t know if it would have been initially.Seeing Lillianna unravel like that before my eyes was something seared into my memory. That, paired with the memory of her covered in blood, smiling as she stared at herself in the mirror years ago, destroyed the version Lillianna had created for my benefit.Were we ever truly friends, or was I just another pawn in Lillianna's game of life?
Rei’s Point of ViewAfter pulling a double shift, I was extremely exhausted and couldn't remember if I had even dreamed the night before. To my surprise, when I arrived home from dropping off the kids at school, a stack of boxes greeted me on the front porch. Mary must have paid for express shipping because they were delivered much sooner than expected. It was a relief to have them earlier in the day as I could wash and dry the clothes without feeling rushed. As I went through the box of "specialty items" that Mary had ordered, I was thankful that no one else was around to see. But it seemed like Mary was keeping track of the package delivery because she immediately sent me a text after they had arrived.Mary: Well? What do you think? 🤔Rei: It was very generous of you, but I’m not sure I’ll be using these items.Mary: Do you need a tutorial on how to use it? I thought it came with instructions, but I can give you the basics if you need me to.I frantically hurled my phone onto the ne
Grace’s Point of ViewA smirk formed on my face as I thought back to the image of Rei eyeing that box of condoms and how she had been a mixture of excitement and nerves for her date tonight. As I threw her clothes into the dryer and added a scented sheet, I headed to the kitchen to make a pot of coffee. I didn’t sleep much last night and desperately needed a caffeine fix.As I sipped my coffee, I counted down in my head until it happened. Like clockwork, off-key singing erupted from the bathroom as Rei started singing off-key at the top of her lungs and enthusiastically in the shower. I giggled, wondering what Xavier would think about Rei channelling her inner Disney princess and singing about how she couldn’t hold it back anymore and needed to let it go, let it go.It was a good sign, though. Rei only sang in the shower when she was happy and deep in thought. I hoped that the night went well for my friend, and that Xavier waited until tomorrow to talk to her. The man was only going to
Lillianna’s Point of ViewDespite the seething rage and heartache consuming me, I made the difficult choice to keep my distance from my former crew. I couldn’t let them hurt Xavier. Hurting Rei would accomplish that, and that was enough for me.I did dump Alex, and it was oddly gratifying. He was hurt, but the man was gorgeous. Alex would bounce back quickly. I was sure of it. He was a means to an end and nothing more. It was wise to end it when I did because Alex looked like he would tell me he loved me the last time we saw each other. I didn’t need that on my conscience.I knew that Xavier had made reservations at Ristorante Fiore. I had called to confirm the time, pretending that I was Rei. The owners didn’t recognize my voice thankfully. As I admired my reflection in the mirror, my smile wavered as I remembered how Xavier never failed to compliment me when I wore this dress. It usually led to us ending up back at his place and in his bed afterwards.With a swipe of blood-red lipsti
Rei’s Point of ViewI had just finished getting dressed when there was a knock on the door. I quickly scanned the floor and surrounding area to make sure I hadn’t missed any lost condoms from when I had dropped the box, and they’d gone everywhere in the room. Seeing no concerns, I opened the door to find Shiloh on the other side.“Mom, you look great! I love those jeans on you,” she grinned.They were very comfortable, and even though I wasn’t a fan of crop tops, the one Mary had picked out for me looked nice with the thin, loose-knit cardigan sweater.“I want to borrow those platform boots, please,” my daughter added, and I smiled, knowing full well that if she liked them, I’d never see them again. Although Shiloh was taller than me, we did share the same shoe size.“Xavier is here. Aunt Grace is talking to him. He brought the boys a Lego set to build and a gift card for me to buy a book. We did thank him; it was very generous of him. He brought you beautiful red roses, too. I put the
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