...Sienna POV...I could feel a rush of emotions as I continued to explain how I first met Hunter. Just talking about it made me relive it. While it wasn't your classic meet cute that most girls swoon over, it was perfect. Perfect for us. I could feel my cheeks begin to heat up with the recollection."Yes.. so anyways... I managed to get in the ring with him. He held back at first, thinking that I just wanted his attention or something. It turns out that girls don't frequent that club at all. So Hunter grew curious as to why I was there in the first place. Which was perfect for me anyways. As it meant he stopped holding back. After years of training, I was finally fighting someone that wouldn't hesitate to give me their all. Though, admittedly, I think I may have been too cocky." I admit, looking away from Ash, unable to look him in the eyes from my confession.I could sense the worry in him as he reached out and pulled my attention back to him."What happened?" Ash asks."Hunter punc
...Ash POV...As I was listening to Sienna's explanation, it felt as though everything was beginning to click into place. I never understood why Hunter would go after Sienna. It didn't seem like something he would do. Especially since he never even attempted to claim ransom. He reached out to Damian once. But it was more informative than demanding. It was as though he was letting us know that he had her, which is weird for kidnappers. Normally they let their friends and family be aware because they want something in return. Most typically, money. So, when Hunter did none of this, it left us all confused. "What happened then?" I ask.Sienna turned white. It was clear in her expression that whatever happened wasn't good. I reached my hand out and gently grabbed her hand, stroking my thumb over the back of it once more in a comforting manner."It wasn't pleasant. But it was evident that they were limiting my interactions with Hunter. It was a few days before I even got to see Hunter. By
...Sienna POV..."Silvio? But why?" Jace asks, clearly confused. I realize I forgot some details in my explanation."Kevin was never the mastermind behind any of it. Silvio was. Silvio just allowed Kevin to believe that he was spearheading everything. But Silvio had his own goal in mind." I explain."Which is?" Jace asks, standing up to walk to the side of my bed. I can tell we got to the part he was most interested in. Up until now, he wasn't fully interested. But these were the details he had been looking for."To take over Los Calaveras and bring back the Cobras." I explain."Silvio would've been the next heir to the Cobras, but when the FBI disbanded them, it left him with nothing.""Wait... Silvio isn't the heir of the Cobras. Hunter is." Jace states."Actually, no. Silvio has more precedent than Hunter." I explain."How? The only one that could claim to be the heir would be Hunter. His dad was Chase Finch, after all - The Cobras' second in command." Jace counters."That's true.
...Ash POV......Five Weeks Ago...I hated having to leave her. It went against everything I was trained to do. My job was to protect her, not leave her there to die. But I knew she was right. If there was any hope to get out of this, then leaving her there was our best chance. She was too injured to leave with us. Her broken leg would make it impossible to get her out of there. Both Hunter and I were too injured to carry her out, and if she couldn't walk herself, she wouldn't be able to come. Which meant that we needed to go all the more. Hunter and I were her only chance of survival. We needed to get help and quick. However, I found myself doubting our escape. Why would Silvio let us go? I know if I had gone to the work of capturing someone, I would never allow them to escape. So why did he give us this opportunity? Surely he knew we weren't that injured that we wouldn't be able to escape? Perhaps he thought that we wouldn't leave Sienna? The thought alone was crippling. If the evi
"So, care to explain what that phone call was about?" Hunter asks as he downs a shot before pouring himself another. He holds the shot toward me, and I eye him in annoyance. Sending him an incredulous look as I can't believe he's using the time to get plastered. "The only guarantee in life is death. Unfortunately for us, that promise looks as though it will be fulfilled before the end of the day. So we might as well enjoy the moment now, as we may not get another chance. Plus, from your behaviour, it would seem as though we need to wait here anyways. So might as well make use of the place." Hunter remarks. While I may not like the guy, I can't discount his words. We've already been through a lot already. While I'm not one to drink on the job, I can't deny the temptation to take the shot, knowing it will help take the edge off. After a moment of resisting, I walk towards the bar and grab the shot from his hand.I swallow the liquid quickly, feeling it burn my intestines along the way.
The room grew silent after my confession, neither of us having anything else to say. Before the silence could be broken, a bang from the back of the bar grabbed our attention. Hunter and I shared a look, unsure of what to expect. I walked towards the bat lying on the ground, picking it up and getting it ready for whoever was there. Hunter seemed to have the same thought as me as he went around the back of the bar and grabbed a knife. I nodded in the direction of the source of the noise. Indicating for him to follow me. Another noise rings out, making it clear that there's someone there. I run my index finger and thumb across my lips, signalling to Hunter to remain silent. I station myself outside of the room from where the noise is originating. Reaching my arm out silently as I search the wall to turn on the light switch. After a brief search, my hand comes in contact with the switch, flicking the lights on quickly.I peek my head into the room, the bat at the ready.I hear movement
"Terry, pass me your phone." I state, urgently.Terry doesn't hesitate, handing me his phone. I dial Jace's number, hoping desperately he's with Damian right now.Jace picks up on the first ring. He recognizes the number, so answers immediately."Huxley." Jace remarks into the phone."Jace. Is Damian there with you?" I ask, getting straight to the point."Yes. Why do you ask?" "Are you somewhere private, where no one can listen in on you- including tech?" I ask."No. But I can be. Just a second." He comments. The line goes quiet before I hear Jace pick the call back up."Asher? You still there?""Asher? Is he ok? Where is Sienna?" I hear Damian frantically remark in the background. "Ya, I'm still here. Pass the phone to Damian. I need to talk to him." I state.Jace isn't happy but ultimately obliges. The sounds are muffled slightly as I can only guess that Jace is switching to his headset, giving an earbud to Damian in the meantime."Asher? What's going on? Where are you? Where's my
The next hour is extremely chaotic. As suspected, Damian's team managed to locate several bombs throughout Stone Enterprises. They took comprehensive pictures of all of them and sent them all to me. Terry helped me organize each of them to make sure I could properly figure out how to disarm them. Damian informed me that the person behind the bombs is known for always having a backup plan. Which would mean we would need to find more than one way to disarm the bombs. I would need to work on a way to disrupt the signal to not only the bomb itself but from any communication devices in place to trigger it as well. While all of this was completely out of Hunter's understanding, he still proved himself to be an asset. He watched to see where he was needed and then helped to organize a game plan. Once I was satisfied that I had managed to identify every way to disarm the bombs, we went through our game plan as many times as possible. Because of the trackers inside of us, Hunter and I would
Once the plane landed, the men on the plane escorted us outside to some waiting all-terrain vehicles that were well-equipped to handle the rough and snowy climate. My heart practically stopped as we stepped out of the plane. The cold temperature was no joke. It was in the mild twenties when we left LA. From the harsh breeze hitting my skin, I would have to guess that it was closer to negative twenty here. With the wind chill, it easily felt as though it was close to negative forty out. This meant there was no chance of survival if we tried to escape. I didn't waste any time getting myself and Sienna into the enclosed vehicles. It was far too cold outside, and we weren't dressed for the harsh climate. Sienna was still out like a light, making her more susceptible to the harsh conditions. I could feel her body grow cold in my grasp, encouraging me to hold her firmly in my embrace in hopes of transferring some of my heat to her.A while later, we were escorted into a hidden building. Th
...Asher POV...I couldn't believe I had let us get caught. I was mad at myself more than anything. I should've planned for something like this. Eli and I went through the same training, yet he was a step ahead of me. I hated him for that. But mostly, I hated myself for getting us in this position. I hated that Sienna was hurt, and it was all my fault.Thankfully, her injuries weren't substantial. As she guessed, the bullet wound was a quick in and out, which meant that she would heal fine. If the bullet were still inside or an inch left or right, the injury would've been more substantial. But I can tell from her injury that Eli never planned on killing her. Rather he just wanted to subdue her. It was no secret that Sienna was highly trained. Eli probably even trained her as well at some point. So he would know that she was a capable fighter, and her instincts would be to fight back. Shooting her would be the quickest way to get a reaction from her, as it would be the last thing she
...Sienna POV...My eyes slowly began to flutter open. It felt like I had been run over by a train. I tried to keep my head in an upright position, but it was as though it was weighted down with lead. My stomach began to twist as I tried to keep my head upright, to the point that I had to stop for fear of throwing up all over myself."Good. You're awake." I hear someone call out. However, I can't seem to make out the voice. It sort of sounds familiar, yet not at the same time. My head was pounding so hard that it felt as though someone was beating a drum directly beside my ears. My instincts were to cover my ears, but my arms wouldn't move when I tried. I tried not to panic, but it was growing increasingly difficult. I couldn't remember what was going on or where I was.What happened? I wanted to know, but no words would come out. I tried once more to straighten my head, only to be met with a brutal force, snapping my head to the side. I knew my vision was blurred without even atte
...Jace POV...The next hour was pure madness. The moment Damian informed me that he believed something was wrong, I couldn't help but think the same. I had explicitly instructed Asher not to get involved in this. He was supposed to be with Sienna. Taking some much-needed time off from work. Not dwelling further into this case. I don't know what p*ssed me off the most. The fact that Asher had gone behind my back, or the fact that he had dragged Sienna into this as well. Damian was going to blow a gasket the next time I saw him. Damian has always been more protective over Sienna than his sons. It wasn't because he was sexist or believed Sienna to be weak. But rather, he's nearly lost her too many times in the past. It was nothing short of a miracle she wasn't killed when Chase managed to trap Haley and Damian in Zane's apartment. Haley sustained numerous bullet wounds and nearly died. In fact, she technically did. The doctors pulled the plug on her as they realized that no medical int
...Damian POV...After hanging up the phone with Hunter, I couldn't deny the worrying feeling he gave me. Something was off. First, Zach told me that he saw Sienna at Stone Johnson, of all places. I knew she was more involved with the medical side of the business. But she was supposed to be in England. As much as I wanted to assign her a guard, I knew she wouldn't go for it. Asher was the only one she actually took to. But even still, she found a way to escape him. Sienna is far more independent than I would like. Then as if that wasn't bad enough, I get a phone call from Hunter, of all people claiming that he received a notification from Stone Johnson. It didn't take a scientist to determine that the two instances couldn't be just a mere coincidence. Something had definitely happened. I just wasn't sure what. It also seemed as though Hunter was withholding information from me. Call it my paternal instincts, but I could tell something was up. Hunter wouldn't call me if nothing were
...Asher POV...I wasn't sure what to make of what was happening. But I could tell from Everett's words that he was being sincere. Why else would he have woken me up? He had drugged me, rendering me unconscious. He had ample opportunity to kill me. He didn't have to wake me up, but he did, which meant that he was trying to help us. While I may not fully comprehend what was happening, I could tell Everett was nothing more than a pawn trapped in Silvio's plan. Until I knew what had happened to Sienna, I couldn't risk being found out. Everett had helped me by waking me up. At least this way, I could potentially form a plan. But most importantly, I needed to find out where Sienna was. I desperately hoped that she had managed to escape. But something inside me knew that wasn't the case. I just hoped they hadn't hurt her.I was practically kicking myself for allowing us to get caught in all of this. I was sure we had covered all of our bases. But we had forgotten about one important detail
...Everett POV..."F*CK!" I shouted once Asher passed out before me.I couldn't believe what was happening. This was becoming so complicated. I never wanted anyone else to be involved with this. But the moment Sienna and Asher came here, I knew things were going to become drastically worse. I just hope there's something that can be done. I've been around Eli and Cole long enough to know that they won't allow anyone to mess up their plans.On the contrary, what they failed to realize was that they couldn't involve the Stone's without there being some form of retribution. I'm sure Damian has already been made aware of Sienna's presence at the facility if he didn't already know. He'll be the first one on our backs if Sienna goes missing. Damian is ruthless when it comes to business. He wouldn't hesitate to pull his funding and completely ruin everything I've spent decades working on. What I had told Asher was the truth. I started this business as a way to help my mom. People always say
...Hunter's POV...I had been on edge all day. The problem, though, was I had no idea why, but for some reason, I couldn't shake this feeling that something was wrong."¿Patron?" Javier calls out, grabbing my attention.I turn around to look at him, crossing my arms over my chest in hopes of steadying my heartbeat. It wasn't that his presence made me nervous, only that I felt as though I was walking on pins and needles, afraid that I would take the wrong step and trigger something. I couldn't explain why I was so on edge. I've been feeling like this for over a week now. But why? Nothing out of the ordinary was taking place here. Rather, it had been rather silent. I had already reclaimed my title, so no one even dared so much as talk out of turn. I made it painfully clear what I do to traitors. I eliminated every single person that had gone against me in one way or another. I even went as far as eliminating the families of all those involved, wiping out anyone that dared to cross my p
"What? Nothing to say?" Everett asks, walking towards me to guide me out of his office. I feel his hand on my elbow, gently guiding me towards the door, which makes me realize I need to get it together. We've come too far to give up now. I can't just walk out empty-handed while Sienna is in with Eli."Wait." I call out, firming my feet along to the floor, preventing Everett from pushing me further."What is it? What could you possibly have to say that would change my mind? Are you going to add a sob story on Damian's behalf? Or perhaps your grandfather forced you to do this?" Everett asks with a curious brow as he awaits my possible excuse.I huff out in annoyance, knowing I no longer have any other options. Either I come clean now or risk never finding Silvio.I quickly reach into the waistband of my pants and grab my gun. I raise it quickly, preventing him from moving. However, to my surprise, Everett simply crosses his arms over his chest as if he was bored."I think it's time we h