Talia’s POVThe past couple of weeks had been quite eventful. Lorenzo barely spoke to me and I was fine with that. I couldn't afford to get distracted again, not when the whole plan was approaching its climax. I was still having a difficult time trying to navigate the ever-growing feelings I had for him and trying to support John in whatever way I could. Lorenzo had gotten a lot busier and I couldn’t tell what mood he was in because he often spent his days at the office or having meetings behind closed doors but I still tried to get myself involved for me and John’s cause and Marissa was all too willing to include me without knowing about my motives. Working on the inside had helped me map out how Lorenzo’s organization works and their weakest spot was where we would hit first. Lorenzo was still oblivious to the fact that I had gone through his phone and it was a small victory which I was proud of. It made everything simpler. We were always one step ahead. I was beginning to gain r
Talia’s POVThe chirping coming from the crickets got cut off abruptly before starting again. It was midnight. Time was running out. A few days ago, I’d told a few of the men I knew were against me that they had two options — pledge their loyalty to me unfailingly and I’ll forget this ever happened or they can decide not to and lose everything they’ve ever worked for. This was the opportunity I had been looking for and it’d been delivered perfectly.In a game of confidence, the moment just before you play your cards is the most nerve-racking. It is the point of no return. Once you make that right move, you settle down, your mind and body relaxing automatically.I crushed the butt of my cigar on the concrete as I stood and stretched my back and neck. I wasn’t a regular smoker but I liked to indulge now and then, it was a habit I picked up from watching Peaky Blinders and it’s stuck. I could hear the siren going off in the distance, I wondered what crime had been committed this time. I
Talia’s POVIt didn’t take long for the dark cloud hovering over my head to fizzle over and I was starting to feel like my old self once again. I took John’s advice to heart and decided on kickstarting a conversation with Lorenzo the next time he came to see me but after his absence from my room for three consecutive days, I had to find out what had happened to him. Lorenzo wasn’t one to disappear without leaving a trace or informing me of his travels. He traveled a lot and each time, he always told me ahead of his departure except this one time. “I know I’m asking quite a lot from you, Marissa, but I need to know what has happened.” I began, as we both sat on the patio, looking at the garden below. Marissa was brushing my hair gently, trying to untangle my stubborn curls. “Is this about my brother?” Marissa paused for a bit. I nodded in response and she continued to brush my hair. “Well, yes. It’s been a couple of days now and I haven’t seen him around the mansion.”“I’ve notic
Talia’s POVIt’s been three days since I spoke to Matteo and his words have been ringing in my head ever since. When he comes back, a lot of things are going to change around here. I can guarantee you that.I tried to ask him what he meant that day but Matteo simply walked away, leaving me and my assumptions to run wild. Living as a two-faced person was the most difficult thing I’ve ever done in my life and there were times when I felt my facade slip but no one paid me any attention and it was easy to mask myself once again. I had no idea how John had managed to deceive everyone including me and I’d often wondered about it. Somewhere at the back of my mind, it felt like John never really cared about hiding who he was, I never paid enough attention to what he was doing because I trusted him enough. He would often disappear for days and come back looking bloodied or with a substantial sum of money he could never account for and I never asked him any questions because I knew he could
Talia’s POVThe room fell silent as everyone exchanged glances, too stunned to utter a word probably out of fear for Lorenzo or out of shock for what they had just heard him say. I gritted my teeth as Lorenzo stared hard at everyone seated in this room. He was poking the bear after everything he’d been through and the situation we presently found ourselves in. But I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of seeing me lose my composure. If I let my mask slip, I was as good as dead and I had no plans of dying. “What was that all about?” Maya asked, her eyes darting from her cousin’s to mine. She opened her mouth to speak again but a glare from Matteo forced her to shut up. I let out a groan as I massaged my temple. As satisfying as seeing the embarrassment on Maya’s face was, a small part of me wished that I was anywhere else but here. I stole a glance at Lorenzo to see him silent, his face was rigid and he hadn’t uttered a word in the past five minutes. I wondered if he reg
Talia’s POVThere was nothing quite satisfying like putting a bullet between the eyes of someone who betrayed you and I felt an immense rush of joy as I watched them die. The tides were going to turn now, I knew it. I’d suffered a lot and it was time to get back everything I’ve lost and more. The search for the mole in my mafia had began and I knew it wasn’t going to be long before I would find out who the person was. Traditions were hard to break in the mafia and it took years, decades even, in some cases before certain laws were revisited and reversed but the death penalty for betrayal was something that would never change. Making promises wasn’t my thing and I made it a habit not to let myself overindulge when it comes to situations like these but when I saw the dejected look on Talia’s face, I couldn’t help myself but make sure I tried not to put her in that position. She wasn’t part of the mafia, she was my sex slave and nothing more but I wanted her to see what happens to pe
Talia’s POVI didn’t exactly know how long it had been but a few hours had passed since Lorenzo left my bedroom after we had sex the whole night.Unable to bring myself to do anything tangible, I had spent the rest of the afternoons wandering around the house and counting the hours until Lorenzo would return.He had called me earlier but I wasn’t in the mood to talk, else I’d have broken down and I didn’t want that to happen. For my sake, it would be best if I remained silent until I regained every trace of my composure before facing my fears which were ganging up on me with each passing second.Lorenzo had assured me that he would be back early enough and I couldn’t wait, the suspense already had me in a chokehold.As soon as I heard Lorenzo’s car pull up in the driveway, I bolted off the couch where I was sitting and rushed outside.“Hey, hey. Easy there, Tiger.” Lorenzo chuckled as he saw me running outside.“You’re back earlier than you told me you would be,” I said as I took a co
Talia’s POVI heaved a sigh of relief as Lorenzo walked out of the study as soon as he got a call requesting his presence back at the office. I hadn’t realized that I’d been holding my breath until the door closed behind him. My luck was going to run out someday, I knew that now. He has come close on several occasions but he had never been this close and for a moment, I felt like I was going to break down and tell him the truth—I nearly had until I froze with fear. I looked at the ceiling but I couldn’t see any hidden cameras and now that I thought of it, I’d never seen any since I started living here. It was a testament to how secretive Lorenzo was. I’d made numerous calls to John ever since he started his plans to take Lorenzo down and knowing that Lorenzo had every second of the call recorded made me panic. He hasn’t said anything about my lie about the calls and neither had he given me any guarantee that his threat about investigating my friends wouldn’t happen anymore. The
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