Talia’s POVJohn looked like he’d been shot. The blood drained from his face faster than I could blink as he staggered, taking several steps back before steadying himself. “You can’t do this to me, Talia. For God’s sake, you can’t.” John said, his eyes visibly turning red with anger. “I’m sorry, John. My mind is made up.” I said. As I stood there, the words hung in the air like a chandelier in a grand ballroom. John’s face, once a map of calm determination, now crumpled like parchment in a flame. The news had struck him with the force of a physical blow, leaving him breathless and reeling.“I’m not going to let you do this to me, I can’t. Not when we’re this close to the finish line, we’re fucking close, Talia!” John yelled, slamming his fist into the wall. I jumped back in fright as I watched him closely. His eyes which were bright and alert only a few minutes ago were now dulled like embers extinguished by a cold rain. They stared blankly at me, unfocused and menacing, as if th
Talia’s POVJohn stared at me for a moment before bursting into laughter. “You’ve got to be kidding me, right?” I remained silent and held his gaze in defiance until the smirk fell off his face. “No, I’m not. I meant what I said and if you didn’t get the words right the first time, I said I’m in love with Lorenzo.” “You’re stupider than I thought, Talia.” John massaged his temple as he shook his head. “I knew I was right to keep you in the dark right from the start.” “Your words aren’t going to change anything, John. I need you to accept I’m done with this and it’s all your show from now on.” I said. “You agreed to help me, remember?” John said as he walked behind his desk. “I did and I fulfilled my part of the bargain. The list you have. I gave that to you, have you forgotten so fast? I proposed this coalition and I’m putting it to an end so we can go our separate ways.” “Unfortunately, things don’t work that way around here,” John said, his eyes glued to the laptop in front
Talia’s POVI lost track of the number of hours I’d been held in this empty room against my wishes. Initially, I felt John was only trying to play a sick prank on me and he’d let me go after an hour or two but I quickly realized that he wasn’t messing around. He planned to keep me here and he was going to do just that. I’ve never felt this bad in my entire life and it was all my fault. I didn’t have the foresight to see that there was no way John would ever accept my decision to abandon the ship. I trusted myself too much and I assumed that John would easily let me go. But my mistakes were the least of my worries right now. It was impossible not to think of the threat John had made. I knew he had bouts of recklessness but I never assumed he’d ever take it to a whole different level. He was going to risk everything he’d worked for over the past month to use me as bait to lure Lorenzo out. What he failed to realize was the fact that the love was one-sided and to Lorenzo, I was nothi
Lorenzo’s POV“Lorenzo, I’m sorry but I have some bad news and you’re not going to like it.” I stared warily at Matteo as the words left his mouth. He wore a stoic expression on his face but I knew that didn’t tell the whole story. I sensed a premonition of imminent disaster and I knew I wasn’t the only one. A glance at Marissa’s crestfallen face revealed all I wanted to know, she could sense it too or she knew what Matteo was about to say. “What do you mean by bad news, Matteo?” I cleared my throat, managing to speak.We’d managed to overcome the last attack on one of our warehouses and we left the intruders wishing they’d never attempted to come for us in the first place. My eyes found their way to Matteo’s face and it was rather obvious that he had lost every trace of his composure but he was trying to maintain a calm demeanor. I had to give him props for his perseverance, I wouldn’t want to be in his shoes right now and I didn’t know anyone who would want to either.Unlike Mat
Lorenzo’s POVThere was a lot of frenzy going on in the house. This potentially had the effect of being the biggest war I’ve ever been in and I wanted to make sure that I was ready. John would be waiting for me with his allies and I didn’t want to go to the designated location with only a handful of men because there would be no way I would make it out of there alive. “Your plan,” Matteo began, staring at me. “Is it going to change the trajectory of this war?”“I can only hope it does,” I replied. “We have to give this our best shot, otherwise we’ll fade into history without leaving our mark on anything. It would be as good as dying.”“So what’s this whole plan about?” Matteo cleared his throat, drawing my attention to himself. “And how do we go about it?” “I’ve been thinking about what you said and I guess my initial thought was right. Talia is our best bet right now and we have to get her back.”“There’s something we’ve not discussed yet,” Matteo cut in. “John is the driving forc
Lorenzo’s POVI was ruthless with my decisions and I had to be if I wanted to get anything done. I was a lot more invested in this than Matteo or anyone else for reasons best known to me but it was nice to see that we were all on the same page. I hoped that I wouldn’t make any other decision without informing them but I could never tell. I also knew that if we were going to be in this together, we had to be a team and teammates carried each other along. As soon as my alarm went off, I practically jumped out of bed and headed straight for the bathroom. We were going to leave in an hour and the first impression mattered a lot, we couldn’t be a second late on our first meeting. We were going to put on a show, it was expected and we had to live up to the hype. I made my way downstairs to find out that Matteo and Marissa were already outside the front door, waiting for me. The engine was already running and everything had been prepared for our departure. “You’re all so eager to leave,
Lorenzo’s POVI was used to being placed in tight spots. The kind that gets you killed faster than you can blink. My mind had been going over different new scenarios in my head on how this would end and none of the options assured me. During one summer many years ago spent in the middle of the forest with my uncle was when I understood the power of leverage and patience, it was there, and then I had it all figured out. My plan for coming here was a calmer and safer one, one that needed patience to execute and that was a virtue Matteo solely lacked which was why I would be our spokesperson.There are times when you have to listen to your instincts and times when you have to do what needs to be done no matter what.I made a small fortune competing at arm wrestling events when I was in high school. I often skipped classes to visit the local pub a couple of streets away, there wasn’t anything new I hadn’t read beforehand anyways. During my visits there, I had never lost any match, it didn
Lorenzo’s POV “You have this all wrong, John. I have to admit.” I began. “Of all the things you could come up with, you had to use Talia to bring me here?” “I thought you three would understand why I did what I did,” John looked at me intently before holding Matteo’s and Marissa’s gaze as well. “When you claimed Talia to be your slave, she had nothing. She was a poor escort and on the receiving end of many of your friends’ sexual desires but you chose her. Why did you do it back then?” He finished, clearly taunting me with his words.“It’s starting to seem like you never moved on after I took your girlfriend from you. Is that what this is about?”9“If I’m being honest, I thought you three would never bother to ever show up. If it wasn’t for me, she’d be working a worse job right now or worse, dead.”“You think getting her to marry you would serve as your compensation for saving her life?” I scoffed. “Haven’t you heard our words, John?”“You always come back for one of its own.” I sm
Talia’s POV“I’m trying to save you, Talia! Why can't you believe that?” I said, raising my voice. “When I wanted you to do that several months ago, you discarded me to the side despite everything I did to make up for what happened!” Talia yelled back. “I couldn’t forgive you then, Talia. It was a different story back then.” “Oh, yeah? So what has magically changed since then? The old you I know wouldn’t give a fuck about what happens to me.” Talia argued. “Everything has changed, Talia,” I said in a clipped tone. “You’re driving me crazy, Lorenzo!” Talia yelled, pulling at her hair. “Why are you acting like you want me when your body language is saying something entirely different? I’m tired of playing these games with you, you’re messing with my emotions.”“And you think you’re not doing the same thing to me, Talia? I can’t go a day without thinking about you and that’s why I’m here and not buried in the mountain of work I have on my desk!” “You don’t love me, Lorenzo. You don
Lorenzo’s POV“Did he talk to you about the prenup?” Talia asked excitedly. “Is that why you’ve been wound up since you arrived here, you think it’s too early, isn’t it? Well, I’m not going to—““There’s no prenup, Talia.” I cut in, pouring the contents of his glass cup down my throat, welcoming the burning feeling as he tried to douse my rising anger. I was starting to drink a lot these days and it wasn’t wasn’t a good thing. For the past month, I've constantly deluded myself that Talia was going to be better off without me and that Asher was going to be the one for her, the answer to all of her relationship and love issues if she gave him the chance.I put her in this position and right now, I was disgusted with myself above anything else. “What are you talking about, Lorenzo?” Talia was confused now. “What do you mean by there’s no prenup? I just saw it in his room a couple of hours ago.”“You saw a draft with no name, placed carelessly by Asher of all people, you haven’t figure
Lorenzo’s POVI climbed up the stairs and knocked twice on the door, waiting for Talia to open. A couple of minutes later, she was standing in front of the door, glaring at me. “What do you want this time, Lorenzo?” “Can you give me five minutes of your time and then I'll leave?” I asked. “Lorenzo, I don’t—““Just five minutes. I know Asher isn’t home and I intend to leave before he’s back.”She stared at me for a moment before pushing the door open and inviting me in. “Tell me something, Talia. How has this been for you?” I asked as soon as we sat down. “What are you talking about?” Talia asked. “You mean being with Asher?”“Yes, that’s what I meant,” I confirmed. “Has there been any need for worry at any point in time?”“Asher has been good to me, Lorenzo.” Talia began. “He’s treated me and spoiled me better than I could imagine. I won’t lie to you, Lorenzo. I’ve been waiting for him to make a mistake or step out of line so I can hold it against him and put him in the same cat
Lorenzo’s POVI was struggling to keep my temper in check as I stormed out of the golf clubhouse while trying to maintain a calm demeanor on the outside before someone figured something had gone wrong and started trying to rile me further by asking questions. In the end, I wasn’t paranoid and I hadn’t been sounding like a lunatic. I knew something wasn’t right from the first time I saw Asher and Talia together after Marissa confirmed to me that they were involved and trying to sort their feet in their budding relationship. I knew men like Asher. I’ve always known men like Asher. They were everywhere, in the mafia, in the corporate world, in politics, everywhere and they all treated women that had no class in the same way. They see them like a piece of clothing that catches their fancy for a limited period of time and then, they discard them when they get tired.I know this because I was once like them and I once treated Talia like this and I couldn’t stand to see her go through the
Lorenzo’s POV “I’ve been looking for a chance to get away from this group of people I’m with and you might just be my saving grace,” Asher replied.He didn’t quite give me an answer and I didn’t quite understand if he was going to indulge me or not. “Do you mean that as a yes?” I asked, wanting to be certain about what I was going into. “Yes, Lorenzo,” Asher confirmed. “We can talk about whatever it is you want to talk about.”“Is there a private space around here?” I asked, looking around as I tried to pick out a spot far away from people’s hearing. I didn’t want anyone interfering in my private matters or better still, Talia’s private matters with Asher. This was a lot easier than I thought it would and it was starting along nicely. “Yes, there’s a spot behind that tent. It’s restricted and it’s the best place we can talk around here,” Asher pointed out. “You’re sure people won’t listen in on our conversations, Asher?” I asked. “I’ll secure the area. I don’t need people liste
Lorenzo’s POVIt didn’t take long after that for me to find Asher with the steward’s help. I didn’t particularly have a plan on how I was going to approach the subject so I decided that I would go with whatever my guts say. That was the best plan I could come up with and I was going to stick with it. It was unlike me to confront any situation without having a solid plan but this was one of those rare moments where I had to make the best of what I was given. But I wasn’t given anything or rather, I came unprepared. I was merely facing things head on without giving a second thought to if it would end well or not. Marissa had said that I was in need of an adventure and that was why I was here. Deep down, I knew what she wanted to say and it wasn’t this. A large part of me didn’t want to admit it but I cared about Talia, I always have, more than I was ever willing to admit.One of the perks of being bigger than everyone in here was that it was pretty easy for you to stand out from e
“You should’ve considered a career as an investigative journalist, Marissa.” I frowned over the phone. She took after our mother in that aspect. They always had an answer for everything whether right or wrong and she was proving it here. “Maybe I just might, if I ever get bored of working for you at any point.”“If I remember correctly, you said you wanted me to turn your temporary post into a permanent one and I did just that. Are you bored already?”“No, I love my job. I just said it for the dramatic effect it would give and I guess it worked.”“You’re crazy.” “That’s a story for another day. But seriously, where would you go when you leave Paris? I don’t need you back here if your head isn’t in the game so go somewhere else. Probably not Greece, you’ve always had a disdain towards the people there.”“I was thinking about going to Zanzibar this time around but I don’t know. Maybe I just might change my mind when the time comes.”“Somewhere new wouldn’t hurt, you know? You need to
Lorenzo’s POVEverything had gone as smoothly as I could’ve wanted it to be.I’ve been watching Talia and Asher for several days before I decided to meet her in person and from what I had observed she was very happy. I couldn’t have been more impressed with how I had handled everything concerning this situation but I still had one more case for worry. No matter how hard I had tried to disregard the warning signs I couldn’t bring myself to. Naturally, I shouldn’t be here. I was supposed to be back in New York, behind my mahogany table discussing with a number of prospective clients or trying to close a couple of deals that have been pending on my desk for the past week but here I was, trying to play the knight in shining armor. Ever since I pardoned Talia and allowed her to be Marissa's mentee, we’ve barely talked except for a handful of occasions where we had to act courteous towards each other. Marissa had tried and failed to set us up as a couple until she decided she would let
Talia’s POV“Asher’s right, Talia,” Lucas began, seated behind the mahogany table in the private study, his eyes glued to the computer screen in front of him. “The honeymoon period is over. We need to get to work before we get caught flat-footed once again.”I sat with my mouth closed. I was unsure of what to say as I had zero clue about what they were talking about but it sounded serious.Lucas was Asher’s best friend and he was also the co-managing Director of the company I worked for. He was rarely around, he preferred to handle the businesses that needed their attention around the world while Asher focused on steadying the ship from the headquarters. I had a cordial relationship with Lucas and we barely spoke to each other except on rare occasions like this. Asher was talking to a couple of investors on the screen in front of him while I waited for him to finish. He had suddenly lost interest in the conversation midway. He often did that a lot and I wondered how short his attent