Aiden's POVAs I leaned back against the table, observing the hustle and bustle of my men around me, a sense of unease settled in the pit of my stomach. Joe's words echoed in my mind.Mitch, Mitch....That man was always up to something, no matter what. If he wasn't trying to stir up a rebellion at HQ, then he was trying to run away from work."Are you sure about this, Joe?" I asked, my brow furrowing with uncertainty.Joe met my gaze, a steely look in his own eyes. "Positive, Boss," he affirmed, his tone leaving no room for doubt. "No one had seen or heard from Mitch in over ten days, or so I've heard."I pondered Joe's words, a sense of foreboding gnawing at the edges of my mind. Mitch's sudden disappearance raised countless questions, each more troubling than the last.With a thoughtful frown, I stroked my chin, mulling over the possible implications of Mitch's absence. The man was notorious for his cunning and stubbornness, and I couldn't shake the feeling that his disappearance w
Aiden's POVI started to walk down the hallway. As I approached Doctor Youn's office, a sense of foreboding settled over me like a heavy blanket. I could feel the weight of the gun in my pocket, and I placed a hand over it in a cautious move.With a deep breath, I kicked open the door of the doctor's office, sending it crashing against the wall with a loud thud. Doctor Youn, who was sitting behind his desk, shot to his feet. He was startled at the sudden intrusion, but his smile faltered as his eyes met mine."Mr Blackwood!" He called. "Why are you back so early?" he asked, his voice laced with nervousness. "I mean, it's a pleasant surprise, of course—"I glared at him, my suspicion growing with every passing moment. "And why wouldn't I be back early?" I retorted sharply.He motioned for me to sit, but I remained standing, my gaze locked on him like a hawk eyeing its prey. There was something off about his demeanor, something that didn't sit right with me."Why don't you take a seat,
Lily's POVAs Aiden led me out of the room, hand in hand with Lucas, I couldn't shake the feeling of relief flooding through me. The tension that had gripped my heart since the moment Rocco appeared finally began to ease, replaced by a sense of gratitude towards Aiden and his sudden appearance.I glanced at Lucas, noticing his slight limp as we walked down the corridor, and I frowned with worry. "Are you okay?" I asked.Lucas flashed me a reassuring smile. "I'm fine," he replied, his tone casual despite the circumstances. "Just a scratch. As long as those bastards who tried to kill me are dead and out of the picture, I'm good."We made our way to the hospital's lobby, where Joe stood watch, his gaze sharp and alert. I watched as his grip tightened on the gun at his side as we approached, and I could see the worry etched into his features."Everything good over here?" Aiden asked as we arrived at the lobby.Joe's eyes flicked between Aiden and me before settling on Aiden. "I heard guns
Ricardo's POVStanding in my suite's office, I gazed out of the window, my thoughts consumed by Aiden and Lily. What I felt within me at their defiance was slowly becoming more than just anger. It was rabid and uncontrollable now.How could they continuously thwart my plans? How could two mere individuals prove so difficult to separate?Turning away from the window, I made my way to the nearby shelf adorned with a decanter of golden whiskey and some glass cups. Pouring two glasses, I returned to my desk, where Irene sat waiting for me."Here," I began, my voice carrying a hint of authority, "have a drink, Irene."Irene hesitated, her eyes darting nervously around the room before falling to her lap. "I-I don't drink, Mr. Gambino, you know that." she stammered.My gaze hardened as I fixed her with a cold stare. "You will drink it now," I commanded, pushing the glass towards her. "Drink up. Let me see you empty that glass."Irene's hands trembled as she reluctantly reached for the glass.
Ricardo's POVA cold fury swept through me at the mention of Aiden's name. How dare he interfere with my plans again, to disrupt everything I had worked so hard to achieve? I found myself gripping the table behind me almost convulsively. This felt like a constant thorn in my side, determined to dig in no matter what I did to pull it out.With a growl of frustration, I reached out and grabbed the man's neck again, pulling him closer to me. The man scampered forward, whimpering like a child.I tightened my grip on the man's neck, my nails digging into his skin. "Tell me everything," I demanded, my voice a low snarl. "Where is Aiden now? And what does he plan to do next?"The man's eyes widened in terror as he struggled to form coherent words. "I...I don't know," he stammered, his voice barely a whisper. "He's...he's coming for me... He's coming for all of us, please, Mr. Ricardo, you have to protect me!"I felt a surge of revulsion at the man's weakness, his pathetic pleas for mercy. I
Ricardo's POVI locked eyes with Mitch through the iron bars, my gaze piercing as I awaited his response. "Have you heard about Rocco's death?" I asked. "I'm sure you haven't, what with being holed up in here."Mitch's eyes widened in surprise, and he shook his head slowly. "I heard nothing," he admitted, his tone tinged with what I knew was an extreme fake remorse. "I'm sorry for Rocco's death.""Oh, shut up!" I snapped. Mitch lowered his head. "I was only—""Why do you mourn Rocco's demise?" I demanded, my voice laced with accusation. "You've always cowered in fear of him. Admit it, deep down, you're relieved that Rocco is no more. You wanted him gone, didn't you? And given theA nervous swallow betrayed Mitch's unease as he shifted uncomfortably under my scrutinizing gaze. "I...I don't know what you're talking about," he stammered, his voice trembling with apprehension.I leaned in closer, my breath hot against his face as I locked him in a penetrating stare. "Enough games!" I gro
Lily's POV"This sure is a big kitchen." I glanced up from my chopping board, staring at Mira. She stood on the other end of the kitchen, a bowl of broccoli in her hands as she washed them under the jet of water from the tap."What?" I asked."This kitchen," Mira turned away from the tap and set the bowl of broccoli on the kitchen island. "Hell, this entire house, if I am to be honest. It's big. Can you handle it?"My gaze moved back down to the board in front of me. "Before I met Aiden, I could have sworn I wouldn't have anything to do with a mafia man. Here I am."Mira sniggered. "Yeah, you're right. Even though I never imagined you end up dating a man such as himself, you both make a really nice couple."A blush warmed my cheeks. "I guess so.""And that Joe guy...." Mira's voice trailed off."What about Joe?""He's quite the specimen, isn't he?" Mira commented, a teasing glint in her eye. "A tall, blonde hulk of a guy. I wouldn't mind one hop in the sack with him."I gasped in moc
Lily's POVI stood on East Street, the chilly wind sending shivers down my spine as I wrapped my arms around myself. Why had that mysterious caller summoned me to this desolate place?"Lily!" Called a voice from behind me. "Wait up!"I turned on my heels, and the sight of the person sent a cold wave of emotions rushing over me.Liam.My heart sank at the sight of him. Liam, my ex-boyfriend, stood before me, his curly blonde hair tousled by the wind.He looked just as I remembered him, with his curly, baby blonde hair, piercing grey eyes, and rugged, sharp facial features. Everything about Liam was hard, just as I remembered. Only his hair screamed softness.Despite the tension between us, I couldn't help but notice how handsome he still was."Lily," he said, his voice tentative as he drew nearer. "It's been a long time."I bit my lip, feeling a rush of conflicting emotions. "What are you doing here, Liam?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. "Why did you call me here?"He shifted