Lucas's brow furrowed in confusion as he stared at the lady. Her wild eyes and frantic gestures made her look half-crazed, but something in her voice gnawed at his skepticism."Mario Rodriguez hired you to kill Emma's mother?" Lucas scoffed, getting up from the ground. He slapped at the dust clinging to his pants, each swipe a dismissal of her claim."I know you won't believe me!" The lady's voice cracked, her hands trembling at her sides. "He covers his tracks better than Mr. Ethan. That’s why Emma hasn’t discovered who he truly is."Lucas let out a low chuckle, shaking his head as he began to trudge out of the dense bush. The leaves crunched beneath his boots, and the earthy smell of the bush filled the air. She was crazy, he was convinced. Her disheveled hair and haunted eyes only confirmed it."Wait, you have to believe me!" She ran after him, her footsteps frantic against the forest floor. She darted in front of him, forcing him to halt. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her despe
"Fuck," Davina muttered under her breath as the loud gunshot sliced through the air, her heart pounding as she pushed her legs to move faster."Duck!" she screamed at Lucas. They both dove to the ground, feeling the impact jolt through their bodies.Lucas turned to her, eyes wide with panic and confusion. "What are you doing?" he whispered harshly, but Davina pressed a finger to her lips, urging silence."Follow me," she mouthed, and began crawling forward. The dry leaves crunched loudly under their weight. Sweat trickled down Lucas’s forehead, stinging his eyes, but he blinked it away and kept moving.Ahead, a large ditch loomed, dark and foreboding. Davina slid in first, landing with a soft grunt. Lucas hesitated for a moment, then followed, the earth cool and damp beneath his hands.They huddled in the ditch, barely breathing as beams of flashlight swept over the ground above them. The men’s voices were low, but the menace in their tones was clear. Lucas clenched his fists, willing
Lucas blinked hard, hoping the sight before him would vanish with the next flutter of his eyelids. But nothing changed. The scene remained clear and he stood there dumbfounded watching the two people in front of him.Dexter was still there, his frame pressed against the counter, moving rhythmically against the woman. His thrusts forceful and powerful, his mouth on her breasts. The sound of their grunts and moans of pleasure filled the room.As if sensing a presence, Davina's eyes fluttered open, before widening in surprise. "Oh shit!" she exclaimed, shoving Dexter away. She leaped down from the counter, her movements frantic as she yanked up her shorts, her face flushing a deep crimson.Dexter, still caught in the haze of their moment, looked around, confused. "What, what happened?" he mumbled, his voice thick with lingering desire."I happened," Lucas said, his voice cold and steady. He leaned against the wall, his arms crossed tightly over his chest. His eyes, dark and piercing, bor
Emma felt a knot tighten in her stomach as Lucas's cryptic words hung in the air. She opened her mouth to question him, but before she could speak, the heavy door swung open, and a stern-faced warder entered the room."We'll be leaving in five minutes," he announced briskly, then exited without waiting for a response."We'll talk about everything later," Lucas whispered, his eyes conveying a silent plea for understanding as he had already seen Emma eager to hear what he had to say. Right now, the most important thing is the conclusion on her case in court. Emma nodded in silent agreement as she held his hand.With a sigh, she reached for the bag of clothes Lucas had brought, her fingers trembling slightly as she unzipped it. Stepping into the bathroom, she closed the door behind her.The warm water flowing over her skin was a welcome distraction from the chaos swirling inside her mind. She lingered under the spray longer than necessary.After toweling off and applying her cream, Emma
Emma could hardly believe her ears as the courtroom erupted in noise. The judge’s gavel had barely fallen when murmurs turned into a loud murmurs, echoing off the high ceilings. She stood frozen, unblinking, as the judge’s final words looped in her mind like a broken record."You are free to go."The phrase seemed unreal. Free? The case had been thrown out?She was still in a daze when a pair of arms encircled her. The familiar scent of lavender and home enveloped her as her mother pulled her into a tight embrace."God, you're free, Emma," her mother whispered, her voice breaking into sobs that wracked her whole body. Emma felt her mother’s tears dampening her shoulder, and she slowly lifted her arms to return the hug, her movements stiff and mechanical as if she were afraid she might shatter this fragile reality.Her mother pulled away, her eyes red and shining with tears, and Lucas was next. He wrapped her in a bear hug, his breath warm against her ear as he murmured, "It's over, Em
Emma chuckled, glancing from Lucas to the woman sitting on the couch. The silence from both of them was deafening, and her laugh tapered off into an uneasy smile."You're joking, right?" Emma's smile faded, replaced by a frown as she searched their faces for a hint of humor.The woman shook her head, her expression grave. "I'm not joking."Emma's fingers flew to her forehead, massaging her temples as if she could knead away the absurdity of the situation. Her eyes narrowed, and her breathing became shallow and rapid."Is this why you brought this crazy lady here?" She spun to face Lucas, her eyes blazing with a mix of confusion and anger. "What are you trying to do, Lucas?" Her voice rose, her frustration boiling over. "What are you trying to do!"She lunged at him, her open palms striking his arm in a flurry of hits. "Mr. Mario has been nothing but good to me," she cried, her voice cracking. "Why are you doing this?" Her hits grew weaker as she broke down, sobbing into her hands.Luc
"You're not the mother of Dexter's child," Lucas scoffed, his eyes narrowing as he stared at Davina."Too bad I am," she retorted, her voice trembling. "You ruined my relationship. He was always talking about you, always looking up to you. I got jealous. I hated it. He wasn't giving me the attention!" Her voice rose to a scream, tears streaming down her face.Lucas could see the anguish etched on her features, her eyes red and puffy from crying. She looked like a woman on the edge, every word dripping with years of pent-up resentment. "I got pregnant out of desperation, hoping he would just want me more, but it was the biggest mistake I ever made," she continued, her voice breaking. "I slept with someone else because I was so mad at him. He found out and left me. It's all your fault!" She shook her head, slowly sinking into the sofa, her head in her hands. Her shoulders heaved with each sob, the weight of her regret pressing her down.Lucas stood, his mind reeling from her confession
"**Mario Rodriguez, founder of the Tirany cartel, father of one of the most powerful hitwoman in New York and Italy**," the first line of the document read, and Emma's heart plummeted.Her fingers trembled as she scrolled through the file, each line a revelation. Mario’s involvement in money laundering, drug trafficking, girls trafficking, and a myriad of other crimes painted a horrifying picture. Yet, despite the details of his illegal empire, there was no mention of her. Emma's mind raced.Could Lucas have been mistaken about Mario's intentions? Was he wrong about the threat to her family, or was Mr Mario simply more cunning than they she realized?She couldn't bear to think of the extent of Ethan’s crimes, the countless lives destroyed. But the most pressing question gnawed at her: who had sent this file, and why now?Emma let out a shaky breath, tossing the blanket aside and swinging her legs over the edge of the bed. The cool floor sent a shiver up her spine as she stood. She beg