DUANTE'S POV I could feel her eyes on me. The stalker wouldn't get a little hint. It would drive him crazy. This was the result of his craziness. I didn't want her to hear anything. I couldn't deny her when she looked at me with her big beseeching eyes. "You will be in each other's contact." I dismissed them. Arsh, Aakash, and Drake exchanged looks. "Boss?" Aakash gulped, taking a small step ahead. "Find his third son." I gritted my teeth. I felt a tug on my coat. A little astounded, I peered down at her. She flashed her innocent smile. "Is the meeting over? I think our baby is hungry." She chewed on her bottom lip sharing a nervous look with me. I couldn't hold the corners of my mouth tilting up. I brushed my knuckles on her crimson cheek. She relaxed under my touch. I could feel the tension in her body, the questions in her eyes. I was glad that one of my enemies was dead today. "Sure," I turned to Drake. "Did Ru
The sky had gone dark. I couldn't persuade myself to move or to go in. His strange, mysterious talking was confusing and dreading me the most. He lost his memory and forgot everything about me. A shudder worked down my spine. Meri thought frightened me. I could never imagine myself forgetting him. Was he trying to tell me something? Was he planning something? He never told me anything. He attended his meeting in another language. So I couldn't get a word. It was clearly showing, it was related to me. I rubbed my palm on my arms, hugging myself. I felt goosebumps. My heart hammered in my chest. "You shouldn't be out," I felt something warm over my shoulders. Lifting my chin, I looked up at Tom. He smiled down at me. "Why is Mini not here?" I asked. He breathed out with a frown. He walked around the bencher and sat next to me. "Dad said, her mother can take care of her better than us." I felt sadness engulfing
Getting in the dining hall, my eyes drifted over to the head chair. I hadn't seen him after our awkward conversation. I was still trying to contemplate it. He should explain more to me. The head chair was empty. I slanted my eyes around. I could only see guards. Where were all? I peered over my shoulder. Assassin and Rocky were staring ahead, giving no expression. "Where are all the boys?" I asked them, arching my brows. There was no sign of irritation on Rocky's face, not even a deep snort which he usually threw my way after calling him boy. Assassin didn't pass his small smile. "They'll be home soon. It's your breakfast time." Assassin waved his hand at one of the guards. I turned in my seat to look ahead in the kitchen, who hurried to bring my food. "Where's my husband?" I asked. I had a nagging feeling, my heart pounded in my ears everytime I recalled my fear. He always left me amazed, wondering in shock. There was somethin
I took deep breaths, trying to shove off the nerves in my stomach. I opened my mouth. But new forming tears clogged my throat. "Lock your door, Evie and pack your stuff. You need to go somewhere safe." He whispered in my ears before removing his arm. I turned to look at him. I embraced him and began to sob softly. "Where's he? I can't endure this man. He calls me Eve and tries to touch me. I'm not feeling safe, Tom. We're on our own. We have to find him." My voice cracked. " Evie," He shook his head. I drew myself back. He looked at me. "We don't have much time." "Mini?" He could blackmail us. "They're safe. No one knows where she and your families are. Now hurry up." Tom motioned at Rocky and Assassin. "Nothing should happen to her. If I don't come within ten minutes, you know what to do." They nodded their heads immediately. "You have a big responsibility, Evie. I wouldn't have said it if…." Tom exited the room, closing
I stayed at the doorside letting the guards check the room first. I wanted to be alone, so I could make some calls. It would take me some days. "All clear," They said in robotic tones to each other. My eyes darted around. There was no window. It felt cruel. I wasn't minding managing until Duante came back. They shuffled out of the room immediately. "It's safe. Don't go anywhere without one of us." Rocky said.. I glanced at Assassin. He was a person of a few words. "Don't disturb me now." Flattening my lips, I strolled in the room. I clicked the lock and rested my forehead against it, closing my eyes. A tear slid down my cheek. I swiped it away immediately. I didn't have time for this. I slid my hand in my jeans pocket and took out the phone. Tapping multiple times, I called her. I hadn't received a single message from her. That was quite unsettling. This happened only when she was in trouble. I was grateful they didn't take my phone. "Who's
I couldn't spend time lounging on the couch, doing nothing but eating and walking around. The newspaper had stopped repeating the same things after many days. The blast part seemed their favourite, might be getting them TRP. My pregnancy was also all over the news channels and paper. Luckily, they weren't showing any pictures of me. "Evie! How's it looking? What are you thinking?" Her sharp voice pulled me out of the thinking. I looked at her blinking multiple times, I wanted flowers around me, the air filled with scents of them. Now, I realised that I wasn't interested. Nothing interested me without him. "It's lovely, exactly as I want them." I forced a smile her way. "You're not happy. It's not good for your health. You're not even paying attention." Amara said. "I've heard that a lot." I flattened my lips looking around unintentionally. "Well, you don't wanna get late." I pushed forward the swing slightly with my feet. "We can't b
Heartbreak, torture nothing was essential when he had a aim. She was moving quicker than he was expecting from a pregnant woman. She was grasping the clutch to her side as it was everything to her. His intense eyes didn't leave her for a second. She was precious. She shouldn't be out alone in a strange city when her enemies were finding her in every corner of the world. He pulled his hood closer, his mask was hiding him to be recognized. His expressions were stern. His gloved hands fisted. It wasn't that cold but soon the weather would change. He didn't peel his eyes off of her for one second. He didn't want to lose her. He vowed to protect her. The phone vibrated in his pocket. He slid his hand in without averting his eyes without stopping his treads. "Why are you calling me?" He snarled in a low voice. "I'm paying you more than enough money to keep my daughter-in-law safe." A hissed voice reached his ears making his jaw clenched ti
After selling my diamond ring, I exited the store. I bought it when Duante brought me home. He never gave me cash or phone until I stubbornly asked for them. I rarely saw cash. He made certain I got everything without asking. After shopping, I checked into the motel. I was using my fake ID. Without a passport I wouldn't be able to leave the country. I had to find sources here. Strangely, none of his trusted men wanted to help me; that could happen only in one case if Duante had himself ordered them to do so. I wasn't playing his game anymore. It was quiet in the room. I ate and ordered some more cookies, sweet bread if I felt hungry again. I had enough money to travel the Italy now. I felt tears in my eyes. I didn't want to sob. I got in my bed hoping to get some sleep. I hadn't thought about what would be my next move. I stared out of the window. Many questions were forming in my head. Sleep wouldn't come easy when I knew people were looking for me, And
A smile crawled on my face. The dark was hiding me. They took care of each other like brother and sister. Tom should be with his wife. He was comforting my scared wife as a father does to his scared little girl. "I won't talk to him when you find him. He shouldn't have disappeared." My wife wasn't looking certain about her threat. It broadened my smile. Like my wife, Tom believed it too that I could be alive and out somewhere watching them. They weren't wrong. They don't need to know it, just for now. "Do you think Andrew could be the stalker?" I saw fear in her eyes. I should have listened to her when she first voiced her dread. It's never too late. We might not be together but we were safe. And we were a family. Tom shook his head. "You're not thinking about it, your nightmare or anything. Your baby needs you now. You should be happy." "I don't know how to smile and be happy without him. He said right I didn't die without him. But I don't know how to l
I hopped in silently and accelerated the car. My phone vibrated in my pocket. I ignored it but it continuously began trembling in my pocket. I clicked on Bluetooth to answer it. "Boss, One of them survived. Aaron sir went in to interrogate him, himself." "And" I kept my eyes on the road. I could not take the nagging thought out of my head that they could have kidnapped her. There would not be any chance left to capture him but to attack him. "He has given us an address." It could be a trap. I hadn't known anyone spilling their guts out of their mouth until Aaron had made wounds on his already cut skin. "I'm not certain." I muttered. If I wasn't sure about anything, I couldn't sit until I got into the bottom of it. "Hire someone from a local gang. I need the report within six hours." I clicked to disconnect it. Meeting with Aaron or everything could wait. There was something essential. Why did my wife run away? I pulled t
"Devil," I hoarsely said. I was chasing my wife, and I checked into the same motel. It must be related to the footage. I was fucking furious at her My jaw was clenched under the mask. "The famous devil?" Assassin asked, looking a little shocked. He didn't know anything about me being Devil. But he was aware that there were some hidden guards watching my wife from afar. No one needed to see the face behind the mask. "I should recognize you from your look. No one has ever seen you." I nodded. Anger was still boiling inside me. My wife's eyes were on me. I looked at her, coldly. "Um, the shop owner must have called the police." She muttered, looking nervous. "I've messaged the cleaned-team." I said. Drake would be here with guards soon. I needed one of them alive. It could be a big help. My wife wouldn't be the only one Andrew would have sent to be kidnapped. For now, I wasn't going to leave my wife's side. "I don't know what a cleaned-te
Is this happiness I'm feeling? Did my father feel it when my mother was pregnant? I would have definitely asked him if he were alive. But I haven't been this relentless then. I ran my thumb over the black-and-white photo. My child. I haven't seen him, hold him but I feel attached to him. Tom must be feeling this. I couldn't talk to him. There are some battles that we have to face alone. He was acting on my advice and concentrating on the business. But he was also digging into the matter, trying to find the person who was behind all this. I heard the softest footsteps. It was easy to detect when you were aware of your surroundings. My eyes lifted from the file. Cristiano strode into the hall, his hands were shoved in his pockets. I motioned him to the front chair. " I was expecting you, but not alone?" My brows shot up. I was certain he would fall in love with Angela. Her frightened look reminded me of the day when I first saw my wife, draped in a bea
I did everything to keep her safe. I'll do it again. I have pushed her away from me. I hope it will be the last time. I pinched the bridge of my nose. It's going to be a difficult time for her. I hope she will keep my words in her mind. "We should tell Tom." Aaron's voice reached my ears. I shook my head. My wife would do anything to hear the truth from him. Uncle and his son, Andrew would notice it instantly. Andrew might be an eccentric person but he was good at playing mind games. It kept him alive for a long time. He should die in that building. "I want them to trust that. If he would be smart, he would remember our last conversation." I stared out at the night sky. I never let my guard down. My brothers know me. My wife has witnessed the happy side of me. I'm possessive and protective. "You're right, but I hate this." He told me. "I know." I muttered, it was a hard decision to take but to end this game forever, I had to do t
For now, it would be only Aaron and Drake. It would be better if fewer people knew about it. "Drake, call them to meet me in the warehouse. Now!" He said. Aaron's eyebrows shot up. "We have a meeting after two hours." He rubbed his fingers on his two-day-old stubble. "He can wait. Just message him this location. Traffic is going to keep him busy. It would earn us some more time." His blazing gaze turned to Drake. "There should be no trace of human activities." Drake nodded. "We can call them after meeting with Antonio Sir, boss." He suggested. "Just tell them to be here." He lashed. Drake bowed his head and drifted out of the old wooden office. "You should hear him. There may be a point in his suggestion." Aaron said. He smiled his way. "I know what I'm doing." His grip fastened on the back of the old chair. Aaron looked at him, holding no expression on his face. "I have a feeling. You have already planned eve
AFTER TWO DAYS... Anger surged through him. He leaned across the counter and stared out with a deep scowl. "He cut his body in hundred pieces," Drake said, a disgusting look on his face. "And Sofia and her son?" He asked. His arms were folded over his chest. His hands were fisted tightly that his knuckles went white. "Arsh and Aakash are searching for them. We haven't gotten a clue yet, boss. " Drake shook his head. "Boss, Aaron Sir has reached," Cey said. He slightly nodded his head and pushed him away from the counter. His eyes were matching the color of his, and two inches shorter than him, his cousin, walked into the hall. Opening his arms, he embraced him. "Brother, it's important or I would have never asked you to come when Eveleen is pregnant." Aaron said. He patted his back strongly. "Is everything alright?" He asked him. "You need to hear it out." Taking long strides back, he took the couch. "I can trust your Ten?" He ask
Antonio's POV I hadn't heard from my daughter. I had called her grandma. But she wasn't answering. He had sent his guard to check on them. He never liked the habit of her denying the security around her. She wanted to lead a normal life and he loved her so much to give her anything. Duante walked in the hall. Drake was always with him. He still remembered the small boy smiling but it was for a short period. After his parent's death, he adopted a cold expression. He was glad that he opened up for his wife. He could still see a little glimpse of his happy side around his wife. But it faded after he lost his memories. "Did we get any clue, son?" Antonio asked, getting on his feet. His head was still mulling over his daughter and grandchild. He glanced at him for a long second. "Is Sofia alright?" Duante asked, his poker face wasn't giving anything. "It has been a week. I called Betha's house. She didn't answer. I'm worried. She always leaves a message
He was smirking, madness could be seen in his eyes. His lustful eyes were glued on the display. He ran his thumb on her rosy lower lip. "Soon! The day isn't that far. The day you'll be in my arms, beneath me." He laughed, rubbing his hand on his chest. "Er... It's a bad idea. She's pregnant." Cole told him, looking over his shoulder at the display. A wave of fierce anger rose in him. He jumped on his feet and turned to him with a sharp expression. He grasped his neck in a death grip. He began to jab several punches in his face. Cole groaned in pain, trying to dodge his punches and lifting his both arms. It only infuriated him more. He was a mad person. His knuckles were crimson with his blood. He broke his jaw. " Andrew," Max came running into the room. "He's important. You can't ruin his face." He curled his both arms around his middle pulling him away from him. Cole fell to the ground, and the front of his shirt was soaked in his blo