FINN. It had been a long night. After speaking with the men, Leonardo had told me not to stress myself. The truth was going to be out real soon. I had thought about driving back to the hospital but my guts told me to drive back to Scarlett's place. Raya was fine, at least. Scarlett was asleep when I left and even if she woke up to a note, I still had to see her so we could discuss. I knew she was definitely bothered about what I told her. Now that I thought of it, I shouldn't have told her. I had made that mistake and there was no going back. So I made a U-turn, driving towards her estate. It was a long drive but in no time, I was driving through her gates. I squinted at an unfamiliar car parked in the driveway. Had someone come to visit her? Her parents? I decided to check my phone. If her parents had visited, she would have sent a text. And she did. But it wasn't her parents. Whenever you see this text, Kelvin visits. Don't come in. She sent this
SCARLETT. I don't think I have felt safer than I have been when I am in Finn's arms. I slept in his arms for over an hour and when I woke up, he wasn't there. He left a note anyway. He started leaving notes recently and I loved to read them. I usually stash them in a box for memory's sake. I knew he was going to be gone soon and I wasn't sure I could live with that. Maybe I could live with his written notes and his texts and the random unaware photos I had taken of him. It was all going to end soon now. I thought of how he had been making moves in the dark. How he had been doing research for my sake and as insane as it was, I loved it. But it was dangerous. He was literally walking into danger. I didn't want him to do that. I had an inkling of what a mafia group was all about and I'd Kelvin was really involved, things were going to get heated from here. Kelvin had an elevated ego and Finn had deflated it tonight. I was scared for me and more afraid for Finn and his
SCARLETT. The night passed slowly. Much to my disappointment. I didn't eat so much and it didn't matter if Finn made a delicious dinner. I asked him to keep the rest for me so I could have it later. We ended up not watching the movie as planned. Just sat on the couch, staring at the blank screen as we waited for one person to talk. Finn did. "I don't regret beating him up. I would have done worse." I said nothing. He continued. "When I saw the text you sent to me, I had already gotten to the garage and I wondered why he was visiting and how he knew this place. I decided your parents probably told him. I didn't want to wait outside because he was not to be trusted and before a minute elapsed, I realized I was right. I hated that I hadn't arrived sooner and when I saw him on you," he stopped himself and heaved a deep breath. "All I could feel within me was rage. So much rage. I wanted to snap his neck. I didn't even know what I was thinking. All I wanted to do wa
SCARLETT. Once we were done with breakfast, Finn went to get the car ready while I waited for Tiffany to get our lunch ready. I didn't particularly hate it but I also didn't like that she was packing our lunch like we were kids going to middle school. But trust Tiffany to wave me off each time I tried to tell her that we could get lunch from the deli or a restaurant nearby. "Here's a plate for you and a plate for Finn," She said as she placed the boxes in front of me. I stared down at it and sighed. "Tiffany, you know you don't have to do this, right?" She gave me a look. "But I want to. There's nothing you can do about it, okay?" "I feel like a middle school student, Tiffany." "Nobody gives a damn. You're the CEO of your own company and Finn what's he? Your driver or bodyguard?" I lowered my head, knowing the question she wanted to ask. "He has his own cubicle." She stamped her hand on the table. "I guess we won't be having a problem then." Fin
FINN. Scarlett was done with her meeting in no time. I was eating lunch when a knock sounded on my cubicle. She stepped in and looked around before smiling at me. "This place hasn't changed a bit. I think this place needs a retouch or something. What do you think?" I shrugged. "This place doesn't look too bad though," She narrowed her eyes on me. "You sure? I can do anything if you want me to. If you want to be moved to another office then that's fine. I just want you to feel as comfortable as you can." She was a really thoughtful person. Sometimes, she didn't see that side of her but I did. She cared about others even more than she cared about herself and I had seen it in the way she treated Raya and my mother. "It's fine, Scar," I said and patted my lap. "Come sit here. Tell me what they said about the fair," "You look like you went down there to see what's going on. Did you?" He nodded and laughed. "Yes, I did. I couldn't just sit here and imagine th
SCARLETT. Finn was silent for the whole of the drive to the hospital. He was brooding and I noticed his jaw clenched and unclenched over fifty times. His knuckles were white as his fingers wrapped around the steering wheel and when I dared to ask him what was wrong, he told me it was nothing to worry about so I let him be. We finally got to the hospital. He killed the engine and stepped down from the car before coming over to where I stood to pull the door open. "Finn. Is something wrong?" "Nah, nothing is wrong.." He said in the lightest tone ever but I knew he was lying to me. He wasn't telling the truth and it was obvious in the way he spoke. "Stop trying to sound light-hearted. It's obvious that something is wrong. Are you going to tell me what it is or not?" He sighed. "Later? I just want to know how Raya is doing before I say anything." I caught his pinky finger before he could walk away. He stopped and looked back at me. "Promise?" He threw his h
SCARLETT. He guided me back to the parking lot and it had me wondering if whatever he wanted to tell me was really weighty that he had to lead me out of the hospital. The sun was going down the horizon and it fast a golden glow on whatever it could. It was so beautiful. Finn pulled the passenger side of the car open and ushered me in. I was really confused as I had no idea why I was being taken into the car to make this call. He climbed into the driver's seat and twisted the key, causing the engine to rev up before he began to back out of the parking lot. "Where are we going, Finn? Is something wrong? Did Eliana ask us to get groceries?" He shook his head. "Not at all. She didn't ask us to go anywhere. I just want to drive us somewhere so that we can talk." "Talk about what?" He turned to look at me. "Can we chill till we get there?" I sighed and nodded before leaning back against my seat and taking out my phone. I was yet to change it. "Can we mak
FINN. Raya was getting better and in a few weeks, she was going to be enrolled into the rehabilitation center. She was getting a new leg soon so she was going to learn how to use it. Volkov was going to return next week to get things ready as he was returning to America in no time. It had me confused at first but now that I felt something for Scarlett, I understood that love could make you do anything. It wasn't going to be easy for Volkov because his parents didn't particularly like him dating Raya. But they were grown adults already and could make their own decisions now. In the meantime, I drove Scarlett to work. We tried to act like there wasn't something huge looming on our heads. From her wedding to Kelvin's true identity. "You know, I just want to live in the moment where I have no issues." Scarlett had said to me last night before we went to sleep. "I don't want to think about no fucking wedding or Kelvin's affiliation with a mafia group I have never hear
THIRD PERSON’S POV "You know, it would do no damage if you told me where you were going that night," Scarlett asked as she leaned back on the lounge close to the pool area, hands on her belly, watching as Finn flipped steak on the grill. It had been three months now and that question had gone unanswered. No excuse for the lie Finn told could exonerate him. He turned towards her and sighed. "If you worry less about that night and more about the babies we are to have in less than six months, it'd be a good thing." She sat up. "Really? My husband sneaking out of the house late at night when he's supposed to fuck me the next morning doesn't deserve an answer?" Finn blew out a heavy breath and flipped the steak again before he turned to look at her, both hands on his hip. He looked really funny in the apron he was wearing. "I am starting to believe that the only reason you keep asking me this question is because I should have been fucking you instead of sneaking out of
SCARLETT. Worst day of my life. I didn't want to think of how things had gone this morning; how I had cried several times and ruined my makeup. How I had yelled at everyone, not minding if they were just there to do their jobs. None of the bridesmaids were my friends. I had told my friends I didn't want them to be bridesmaids when I was getting married to a man I hated the most. Wasn't it weird to be married to another man while going through a heartbreak from another to whom you had confessed your feelings to and he had done the same? Things were only going to get shittier from here and my parents were to blame. I hadn't spoken to either of them and as my father curled his arm for me to slip mine through, I cursed the day I was born into this family. I should have been poor and less privileged. Maybe Finn and I would have gotten married. I wondered what he was doing now. Happy with his family, on his way to falling in love with another woman who wasn't as problematic as
FINN. I'd gotten to the verge of telling her that I was her groom. It had taken a lot of restraint for me to actually walk away. As I drove towards the warehouse, I stared at the bag she had returned to me and sighed. I hated to put her in this position but that was it. After dealing with Kelvin tomorrow, I was to see the designer in charge of my wedding tux to get it fitted. It was going to be a long day for me tomorrow. As soon as I got to the warehouse, one of the guards standing by the entrance of the warehouse hurried towards me and bowed. "Boss, they are all waiting inside for you." Was I ever going to get used to being addressed as boss and treated like one? Because why did it feel a little weird that this man was treating me like a god? My father must have really had a huge impact on them for them to show me this much respect, age regardless. The warehouse was filled with people. Some worked on cars, and some sat around tables with drinks in front of them,
SCARLETT. All day, I waited for Finn to return with mixed feelings. What if something went wrong again? Wasn't he going to see Raya? He was supposed to be back in about three hours. But it was seven hours already and quite late. I had tried distracting myself with movies but then, my father had sent a text, telling me that my wedding dress was ready and would be delivered on my wedding day because he didn't want me ruining it. What the hell was going on? When I sent him a text, informing him that I was no longer getting married and that I didn't care if he was going to take all that I had, I didn't get a response. Calling him was futile because he didn't even pick up my call. I had to call my mother, who informed me that everything happening right now was out of her control. I had been infuriated by her words but that was it, I guess. I had spent the rest of the day fuming and waiting for Finn to return so I could narrate my ordeal to him. I was in the
FINN. For someone who I had believed was so powerful and controlling and could do anything he liked, Scarlett's father could really be humbled. After he had asked me to wait, he had led me to his study, his demeanor changing from one of scorn to the utmost respect. It was really amusing to see him humbled. We spoke for minutes and he decided that we had to work together. I hadn't made it easy for him anyway. I kept throwing jabs of how much of a terrible father he had been to Scarlett. "Finn, I know all of these," He had said at one point. "But I had to do certain things because she was my only child. If I hadn't been hard on her, she wouldn't be where she is today." "By that, you mean being aware that she was molested when she was a teenager and you did nothing about it? Going ahead to get her married to the same man who molested her when she was young. That's how you thought you were training her?" I asked, my voice laced with disgust. "You really did a bad job
FINN. I watched as she slept in my arms. We had talked after our kiss and she'd told me how she'd been at the therapist's twice this week and was getting better. I was so proud of her. She could actually do without me having to be there. She was becoming a better version of herself and I was extremely glad that I was there to witness it. I was never going to let her leave my side. She belonged to me now and it felt refreshing to know that this woman loved me as much as I did and had, in fact, loved me for a long time. Things were starting to fall into place. Meeting her was a miracle. I had to admit that to myself. Ignoring the ups and downs, she was really a blessing to me. Somehow, she has made me a better version of myself to her and my family. With her, I'd been able to afford a whole lot and I found out the truth about my father's life and how he was killed. I couldn't tell her. This was top secret but there was someone else I could tell. Someone who knew
SCARLETT. I had been pacing about the living room when I caught a glimpse of a black, matte Maserati stopping in front of my house. I had paused, wondering who it was, and when a familiar figure came out of the car, dressed impeccably and looking like he hadn't gone through a series of tortures from the man I hated most in the world, my heart flew. The glass of brandy I had been holding slipped into my hand and crashed to the floor as I burst into a fit of tears while still running toward him. Just as I opened the door, he was there, standing before me with a smile and I just knew, I just knew I had to tell him everything. I just knew he meant a lot to me. We were seated on one of the couches and I couldn't just take my hands off him. I touched his face, searched his hands for any form of bruises, and even had to pull his chest up. I covered a hand over my mouth and more tears slipped down my cheeks when I saw the red marks, he had gotten from being constantly electro
FINN."Your father, Fernandez Edwardo, was the Lord of the Dark Knight Mafia," Jason began. "He was the founder of this great foundation. He picked us all up when we needed to be helped. We were wanted for crimes we didn't commit and he stood by us till it was all resolved. We were recruited by him and that was when he created this group. After years of working hard, and putting in sweat and blood, we became one of the most influential Mafia groups in Italy. He finally decided that we extended to other parts of the world and America was one of them."This had to be some sort of movie set I was about to act in, right? This was the script being read out to me? The summary? But I listened."Things went well here and then, when it was time for us to return to base, he met your mother. Eliana. He fell for her. Hard. But one thing he didn'
FINN."Finn Davis?" He frowned. "Trenton Davis's son.""How do you know my father?" I asked and coughed."Damn!" He turned to the men by the door. "Lose him the fuck up!"But Kelvin stopped him. "Why should we do that?! He's my prisoner and he's going to be killed anyway!"The man turned to him with a glare. "You seem to have forgotten your place here, Kelvin. I advise you to step aside if you don't want things to go down wrongly for you.""And who the fuck is he that you want him untied, huh?!" Kelvin grumbled.The man turned to him. "He's the son of our late boss! So you better pay your fucking respects because he's now in charge of everyone as soon as he has been sworn i