Talia’s POVI made my way to the same spot where I met John for the first time after Lorenzo let him go. The fat man sitting on the Wrangler jeep was an ever-present sight and he merely gave me a nod as I walked past him, not bothering to acknowledge his greeting. The past couple of days have been torture. I could barely sleep or eat and despite my best attempts to mask my messed up emotions, the cracks were starting to show and that didn’t bode well for me considering everything that was going on. Lorenzo never mentioned it but nowhere felt safe in the house anymore, not even in the comfort of my bedroom. I could always feel his eyes on me even when he wasn’t home. The knowledge of hidden CCTV cameras around the house had sent me into panic mode and I was reluctant to do anything that would give him any more reasons to suspect me. Lorenzo took a three-day trip to Paris to sort out something he wasn’t willing to tell me about and I managed to get Marissa to sneak me out of the hous
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 POVI sat in my truck, contemplating on getting out. I hadn't set foot in the cemetery since the mass burial over a week ago. It had been a spectacular burial and they truly deserved it. Each of every one of them lying in their graves had fought and risked their life for the mafia and I was eternally grateful to them for their service.As the leader of the mafia, I had declared a one-day mourning and had vowed to find the perpetrators. John couldn't have done all of these by himself, he had to have an ally or allies, more powerful than the ones I knew about already.I'd spent the whole week sitting next to Marissa who was still in a coma. It hadn't been easy but we had managed to bring her home where she had the best doctors at her disposal and on my behalf, Matteo had set about taking out John's soldiers and he was brutal at it.I told myself that I would be back when I felt ready, and here I was ready to carry out on my promise. I sucked in a deep breath before opening the
Talia’s POV The words were too heavy for my mouth to spill and I could only watch in tears as Lorenzo walked out of the prison room, leaving me alone with the darkness and the other prisoners for company. The place was silent except for the occasional screaming I could hear. There was this feeling of despair and resignation that hung in the air and I was starting to feel it in my bones too. The cell I was in smelled of puke, rotten flesh, and blood. I’d always dreamt of being free to make choices and decisions that would benefit my life without any interference from anyone and that had always been my dream but it was a thing of the past now. I had doubts that I would come out of here alive. And in that moment, I heard someone break into tears and I finally accepted my fate that I was never walking out of here. This was my fate until Lorenzo decided to have mercy on me and put a bullet between my eyes and if it did come down to that, I’d gladly pick a quick death over suffering in
Lorenzo’s POV I had always been a meticulous and well-prepared man. I always took precautionary measures to make sure nothing out of the ordinary ever happened. That was the main rule of the street to stay alive, you had to always be on guard at all times. But this news had been unexpected, and when it had happened, I was filled with dread of what I had indirectly just done. I thought the worst part was behind me but I was wrong—so wrong. It didn’t help that Marissa was nearly as stubborn as I was and if she had listened to me or Matteo, there was every chance that she wouldn’t be in a coma right now but she and Matteo were like oil and water, both dominant people who would do anything to be in control.And despite Matteo’s pleading, Marissa had blatantly refused to head back to the mansion and she put herself at risk. The act of blaming a victim was something I swore never to do and here I was, breaking my promises but I was trying to stay in control of my emotions and not lose
Talia’s POV True to Lorenzo’s words, I had gone from his escort to a suspect as I was bundled into the back of a van with a handful of his guards who placed handcuffs on me. I felt the car I was in move and while I couldn’t see anything, my best guess was we were heading back to the mansion and I dreaded what was waiting for me back there. I didn’t see Marissa here with them and I didn’t know how to face her after everything that had transpired. She had been one of the few genuine friends that I ever had and I felt bad for how this whole thing had turned out. If I could go back in time to make my decision to betray Lorenzo, I know what I’d pick over and over. I didn’t know how long I was out for but a guard violently shook my arm forcing me awake. I rubbed my eyes open and realized that the car had stopped moving and that meant only one thing. “You need to come down now,” The guard spoke harshly and I quickly did as he instructed. I made my way out of the car and into the fami
Talia’s POV I spotted Lorenzo from where I was hiding behind one of the couches in the large room. There were a series of screams coming from every corner but I didn’t care about any of them now, not when Lorenzo was in the room, holding a gun. I held my breath and shut my eyes as tightly as I could as I saw Lorenzo making his way over to where I was. He tapped me with the cold steel of the Glock in his hand.“Where the hell is John?” His voice was harsh and I instinctively winced. “I—I don’t know. He left me here and went somewhere with his guards.” I forced myself to speak. “Did you see which way he went?” Lorenzo asked again. “No,” I answered without skipping a beat. “If you dare lie to me, Talia…” Lorenzo warned. “I have no idea, Lorenzo. I swear on my life. He asked me to wait and he left before I could even know what was happening.” The gunshots were getting closer to the main house and I could faintly hear the sound of sirens in the distance. “Is there something you k
Talia’s POV John’s guards reacted quickly and one of them stopped the bullet with his chest, dropping dead instantly while the rest scrambled away, protecting John while returning fire on us. “John got lucky but we can’t turn our back now.” I said to Marissa and Matteo who were hiding behind a large statue. Talia had managed to be dragged away by John but I was going to get her back, I was certain of it. Retrieving it from my pocket, I shielded my eyes from the bright sun reflecting on the phone as it stopped ringing before I could click on the receiver. The notification light on my phone blinked softly notifying me of a text message received minutes earlier. We’re here and we’re proceeding with your instructions. Do we have the go ahead to continue?I nodded as I read the text before giving him the go ahead. It was from an unknown number but I didn't need to guess who sent it. It was a typical message, long enough to relay the message. My uncle was the most punctilious person
Talia’s POV “This is another one of your pranks, isn’t it?” Lorenzo laughed. “You kidnapped Talia and you’re trying to use her as a way to get through to me, isn’t it?” “The only person who’s being played here is you, Lorenzo, and you haven’t realized it yet.” John shook his head. “Take a moment and think about everything so you can finally know the truth and learn that I’ve been three steps ahead of you the whole fucking way.”I was tired of hiding in the shadows and I knew it was time to go in. I’d managed to bargain with John and he said he’d set me free if I backed him up on this and if I failed to do so, I would be heading back to the dungeons when this was all over.The dining room fell silent as soon as I walked in through the doors. I had wanted to come in as quietly as I could but given that they were all facing the door I was walking out from, it was pointless. I could hear them arguing tersely as I made my way toward the dining room, the discussion was getting harsher an
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
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