Daisy:Alex ignores me as he enters the room laying Kaiden on the bed.Kaiden's face is pale and his skin is clammy. A wave of fear washes over me and my heart sinks." The doctor's on his way, watch him. I'll be right back." Alex says then he rushes out of the room.I watch as Kaiden takes shallow breaths and his eyes move frantically beneath the lids. My eyes remain pinned on his chest, counting his breaths to stay calm even as my mind races with worst-case scenarios.The door is thrown open again and Alex walks in trailed by a man carrying a briefcase.I move out of the way taking trembling steps towards the couch and lower myself into it.I watch in dazed silence as Kaiden's shirt is removed from the wound at his side. Kaiden's eyes fly open and he lets out a pained gasp, arching off the bed, and Alex has to hold him down as the doctor works. He passes out again soon after.The doctor leaves after hooking an IV drip to Kaiden, and packing up his equipment, Alex trails off after hi
Kaiden:I crack open my eyes, wincing at the brightness of the room. My gaze is unfocused and I blink once, twice, to shake off the bleariness.There's a heaviness in my head and my thoughts are muddled. I lift a shaky hand to my head, flinching when there's a stiff pull at my side.Taking in my room, I try to remember how I got here. Fragments begin to surface, the sound of gunfire, an armband, searing pain in my head and my side and the sensation of being carried.The casino ambush. Right.Steeling myself against the pain, I sit up on my bed and my body protests with a wave of dizziness. I close my eyes and wait for it to clear.Gazing down at my body, I take in the bandages wrapped around my arm and my side. Slowly lifting my hand, I trace the source of the throbbing in my head. My fingers graze the stitches that cut across my forehead.Sighing, I lean my head onto the headboard to catch my breath.My eyes move towards the door as it opens. Alex peeps into the room, his eyes wideni
Daisy:Three Days Ago:Stacy, my best friend, stares at me in shock from the doorway of the convenience store.I raise my hand, giving her a limp wave and an awkward smile.She rushes to me, her sneakers squeaking against the floors and wraps me in a tight hug. My throat closes up as I hug her back, resting my chin on her shoulder."Where have you been?" She whispers harshly in my ear. "We've been worried sick, Daisy." I hear her sniffle. "I literally filed a police report." She leans back, grasping my shoulders in her hand and shakes me. Her eyes search mine as she waits for an answer."I just had to get away." I mumble, trying to justify my absence."With Callum’s death being so mysterious and the police doing absolutely nothing about it... I just felt so helpless, Stacy." My chest tightens as I lie to her but I can't possibly tell her the truth, i don't want to put her in danger. Plus, I'm not sure she'd believe me; the truth sounds so far fetched.Stacy wraps me in another hug,
CHAPTER 18: Kaiden: I stand in the doorway of the apartment staring at Daisy over her friend's head. My gaze sweeps over her, taking in her thighs and the shorts that cling to her hips. The thin tank top she wears outlines her curves. My eyes linger on her hair, it forms a halo around her face. Daisy's eyes are wide with surprise as she takes in my form. My lips twitch into a smile but I quickly repress it. Did she think I won't find her? I still don't understand how she managed to make it out of the house and I have some questions about that. Due to our time together, I had forgotten the fact that she's a suspect. I won't forget it again. "Daisy? Who is this?" Her friend asks. She has placed herself in front of me to block me from entering; not that she's much of a barrier. It wasn't hard to find Daisy, given my resources. She left with no money and barefooted, she would've needed someplace to stay. That left either Aunt Mercy or Stacy Tupas and from the report I got fro
CHAPTER 1Callum is dead.I stand in front of his grave as the Priest drones on in the background, tracing his headstone with my eyes. Callum Jones, son, brother and friend.Callum was a constant in my life, we grew up together. Ever since my parents died and my aunt Mercy adopted me.“Are you okay?” Aunt Mercy whispers as she gives me a shaky smile, I should be asking her that same question. She worries about me. I haven’t cried since we heard the news. I just can’t. In place of tears, there’s a weight on my chest that gets heavier each day, and I can hardly breathe through it. I nod a reply to her.The police said it was a drive by shooting. I don’t believe that for a second; who would kill Callum? He was an accountant for goodness sake. Plus, he lived in a really good neighbourhood with tight security. It just doesn’t make any sense.“Daisy”I snap out of my reverie. “Yes”, I choke out. I wrap my arms tightly around myself as the cold chill of loneliness consumes me.Aunt
CHAPTER 23 Weeks Later.The officer has a firm grip on my arm as he tugs me out of the station. I struggle to pull my arm from his tight hold and try to dig my feet into ground, which doesn’t help much as I continue to be dragged forward.“I just want some answers okay? And I won’t bother you guys anymore.”, I yell at him through gritted teeth as I continue to twist in his grip. His fingers establish a biting hold on my arm as he makes sure that I'm unable to wiggle away. So much for the police being your friend. I’m unceremoniously tossed towards to ground but I catch myself, the gravel digging into painfully into my palms. I dust my hands and knees as I stand.I glare up at him and place my hands on my hips.“That’s not the way to treat a tax paying citizen”, I spit at him, he rewards me with a dry look.“Ma’am, you can’t keep causing a scenes everytime you come here.” He sighs in exasperation as he runs his palm over his face. He plants his feet sturdier on the ground as
CHAPTER 3I sit at the counter, my hands wrapped around a mug of coffee. I rub my palms on the surface of the mug, feeling the heat seep into my palms.I unlock my phone, it opens straight to message from last night. The contact unknown.Blackbird Casino. 9pm. Formal wear.There was also an attachment of pictures showing Kaiden Nikolaou, entering and exiting the casino at different hours. In the pictures, his face is arranged in a stoic mask, his gaze pointed forward. He's cute...too cute for a criminal. He could've easily been a model, why go for organised crime.Seems like he has a thing for coats, as in every picture he's wrapped in one.I can't imagine wearing a coat all day in this summer heat, but do you I guess.I spent the night wracking my brain on who this unknown contact could be. Hardly getting any sleep as I wondered if I would actually go to the Casino.Spoiler alert. I still haven't made up my mind.Shoving it to the back of mind, I stand up from my seat. Placing my mug
CHAPTER 4.Kaiden's POV:My meeting is rudely interrupted by the door slamming open. A woman rushes in, closing the door behind her.Her gold dress shimmers on her form, illuminating her brown skin as it caresses the curves of her body.I hear her mutter underneath her breath. Around me, my men are frozen in shock. Some are on their feet, their hands poised over their guns, others are seated their face tense.I remain in my seat wondering how this tiny woman was able to evade my guards and find this room.She suddenly stiffens, no doubt hearing the shuffling of my men. Watching her turn slowly, I drag my gaze up her form. The flare of her hips, the dip of her waist.I follow the slender curve of her neck till I find myself locked in a gaze with her.She tears her eyes from mine and her gaze flit around the room. Sweeping over my men, lingering on their guns and poised positions. "Can I help you?", I ask, my voice low and even. I slowly rise to my feet, pinning her with a hardened gaze
CHAPTER 18: Kaiden: I stand in the doorway of the apartment staring at Daisy over her friend's head. My gaze sweeps over her, taking in her thighs and the shorts that cling to her hips. The thin tank top she wears outlines her curves. My eyes linger on her hair, it forms a halo around her face. Daisy's eyes are wide with surprise as she takes in my form. My lips twitch into a smile but I quickly repress it. Did she think I won't find her? I still don't understand how she managed to make it out of the house and I have some questions about that. Due to our time together, I had forgotten the fact that she's a suspect. I won't forget it again. "Daisy? Who is this?" Her friend asks. She has placed herself in front of me to block me from entering; not that she's much of a barrier. It wasn't hard to find Daisy, given my resources. She left with no money and barefooted, she would've needed someplace to stay. That left either Aunt Mercy or Stacy Tupas and from the report I got fro
Daisy:Three Days Ago:Stacy, my best friend, stares at me in shock from the doorway of the convenience store.I raise my hand, giving her a limp wave and an awkward smile.She rushes to me, her sneakers squeaking against the floors and wraps me in a tight hug. My throat closes up as I hug her back, resting my chin on her shoulder."Where have you been?" She whispers harshly in my ear. "We've been worried sick, Daisy." I hear her sniffle. "I literally filed a police report." She leans back, grasping my shoulders in her hand and shakes me. Her eyes search mine as she waits for an answer."I just had to get away." I mumble, trying to justify my absence."With Callum’s death being so mysterious and the police doing absolutely nothing about it... I just felt so helpless, Stacy." My chest tightens as I lie to her but I can't possibly tell her the truth, i don't want to put her in danger. Plus, I'm not sure she'd believe me; the truth sounds so far fetched.Stacy wraps me in another hug,
Kaiden:I crack open my eyes, wincing at the brightness of the room. My gaze is unfocused and I blink once, twice, to shake off the bleariness.There's a heaviness in my head and my thoughts are muddled. I lift a shaky hand to my head, flinching when there's a stiff pull at my side.Taking in my room, I try to remember how I got here. Fragments begin to surface, the sound of gunfire, an armband, searing pain in my head and my side and the sensation of being carried.The casino ambush. Right.Steeling myself against the pain, I sit up on my bed and my body protests with a wave of dizziness. I close my eyes and wait for it to clear.Gazing down at my body, I take in the bandages wrapped around my arm and my side. Slowly lifting my hand, I trace the source of the throbbing in my head. My fingers graze the stitches that cut across my forehead.Sighing, I lean my head onto the headboard to catch my breath.My eyes move towards the door as it opens. Alex peeps into the room, his eyes wideni
Daisy:Alex ignores me as he enters the room laying Kaiden on the bed.Kaiden's face is pale and his skin is clammy. A wave of fear washes over me and my heart sinks." The doctor's on his way, watch him. I'll be right back." Alex says then he rushes out of the room.I watch as Kaiden takes shallow breaths and his eyes move frantically beneath the lids. My eyes remain pinned on his chest, counting his breaths to stay calm even as my mind races with worst-case scenarios.The door is thrown open again and Alex walks in trailed by a man carrying a briefcase.I move out of the way taking trembling steps towards the couch and lower myself into it.I watch in dazed silence as Kaiden's shirt is removed from the wound at his side. Kaiden's eyes fly open and he lets out a pained gasp, arching off the bed, and Alex has to hold him down as the doctor works. He passes out again soon after.The doctor leaves after hooking an IV drip to Kaiden, and packing up his equipment, Alex trails off after hi
5 Hours Earlier Kaiden: I step out of the car, my eyes fixed on the entrance of my casino. I was already running late and Andreas's urgent call only added to my frustration. The usually bustling casino is quiet, the only sound is the soft hum of slot machines. I spot Andreas waiting for me, his expression grim. "What's going on?" I asked, my voice low and urgent. I toss my suit jacket, accepting the gun he stretches out to me. Tucking it into my belt, I strap on a bulletproof vest. I carefully lift the AK-47 from the duffel bag, my hands moving with practised ease. Sliding the sling over my shoulder and adjusting it to fit comfortably. The weight of the rifle settled against my back, a reassuring presence. Lastly, I secure the armband with a phi symbol on it for identification. "The mole sabotaged the casino, we've got multiple hostiles on the upper floors." Andreas supplies. "What went wrong?" I inquire angrily. "He hacked into the security system. That's how w
Daisy: It's silent now, my ears ringing in the aftermath of it all. The gunshots and screams have stopped but I remain in the hallway too scared to move. I wrap my shaking arms around myself as I remain crouched on the floor with my back pressed to the wall. Where's Kaiden? Is he hurt? My heart pounds in my chest as I take deep breaths to calm myself down, pressing my hands to my mouth to muffle my sobs. The door at the end of the hallway opens slowly. I press myself deeper into the wall in a bid to appear smaller. My chest feels like it's constricting, like a vice is squeezing the breath out of me. I couldn't move, couldn't think. I watch as a figure moves into the hallway, squinting to make out his identity. "Daisy" I let out a sigh of relief as the Russian accent registers in my mind. "Ivan?" I ask, my voice shaky. He walks towards me and crouches so we are at the same level. "Are you okay? I've been looking for you." Ivan tells me. I peer over his should
Kaiden:Chaos erupts. Shouts ring out as bullets rain from above, the sounds echoing off the walls.People throw themselves to the ground, taking cover under the sparse tables available. The air is filled with the smell of gunpowder.What idiot brought a gun to the Palace? This is a neutral ground and this quarterly dinner is a way to forge alliances.Without our weapons and bodyguards, we're left open to this attack. The lights have plunged us into a red haze, making it impossible for me to see a few feet in front of me.Some of the Dons are guarding their wives and significant others, their bodies forming a shield around them.We are all crouched on the floor, unsure of where the shots are coming from. Someone's trigger-happy, but even amid the chaos I notice that no one has been hit.The top echelon of crime is in this room and no one wants to make a stupid mistake that will lead to an all-out war.My mind is racing.Fuck. Where's Daisy? I scan the crowd but it's like looking for a
Daisy:We're in the car, headed to God knows where. Kaiden didn't reveal anything about where we're going, a fact that's been annoying me since we left the boutique.After tagging along with him to check on shipments and waiting in receptions during his meetings, I thought that would be the end of the day.Wrong.Instead, here I am in a dress and heels going to an undisclosed location. Well, I'm not too mad at the outfit though. The shimmering material feels like silk on my skin and flows down my body like a wave.The gold straps of my heels wind around my calf in a surprisingly comfortable way. I catch my reflection in the car window. My braids are in a bun at the top of my head and the makeup accentuates my features.Kaiden sits across from me, but I ignore him as I've been doing since we left the last location. I feel his heavy gaze as he waits for me to acknowledge his presence."We're headed to Vitalis Palace." His voice comes as a low murmur.Vitalis Palace, the epitome of exclu
Daisy:I snuggle deeper into my pillow. Digging my nose into it and inhaling its citrusy scent.It moves beneath me. I pause, confused by that. Determined to ignore it, I burrow deeper and start to slip back into a dream state.It moves again, this time arms come around me and I'm pressed deeper into it. A rumbling snore sounds beneath my head.Wait.Drowsily, I open my eyes and peer beneath myself. Blank ink spirals from underneath my cheek. Pale skin stretches over a mouthwatering chest.My heart skips a beat as I realise I'm lying on top of Kaiden. I pull away slowly, trying my best not to wake him up. His arms tighten around me, holding me in place.He stirs, his eyes fluttering open. We stare at each other. Him with confusion, me with embarrassment. I can't believe I cuddled up against him.Then, his expression changes, and he looks at me with an expression of surprise and annoyance."What are you doing?" He growls, his voice rough from sleep."Trying to get out of bed," I tell h