“Boss” Barry's voice ranged from the other end of the phone. “what have you got on Adam” I asked “Not much for now, but I have people working on it,” Barry said. “What have you been doing, Barry? Golfing around and playing the boss in my absence?“ “No boss” “I need that son of a bitch out of the picture already,” I said in range. “Okay boss, but that's not why I called” “Then why did you call?” There was silence on the other end, and I knew he was trying to not sound so offensive. “Speak up, Barry, don't waste my time”, I lashed out in anger. And then it dawned on me that all I had was time; I was in a frickin cell. “It's about Emily," Barry paused.” I don't think we can trust her with the plan to get you out” he spat out. I clenched my fist and tightened my jaw” What do you mean?” I uttered. My voice was barely above a whisper. “Lucas said something before I put a bullet in his head- “ Lucas?” I interrupted.“And what does that have to do with Emil
Emily pov It was around 8pm, I drove up to a deserted area and then stopped in front of an abandoned warehouse. It was the location where Barry had texted me to meet him. It was dark. I reached into my bag, took out a pistol, and hid it in my waistline at the back of my jeans trousers, covering it with my leather jacket. I came out of the car and looked around but I couldn't catch a glimpse of anyone around. I took out my phone and dialled Barry's number, just then I saw flashes of red lights coming from inside the warehouse. Barry answered the phone and in a cold tone, he spoke. ‘Walk towards the light’’ and before I could say anything he hung up. I hesitated for a while before following his instruction; I couldn't quite place mine on why he insisted we meet here in a deserted environment. I knew Barry didn’t trust me and that he wanted me dead, but I was certain that he wouldn’t harm me because Dominic had instructed him to protect me. As I walked in the direction of th
After I left the warehouse, I stopped by a bar a few blocks from my apartment. I needed to drink. I needed to calm my nerves from all the tension I had felt while I was with the mafia gangs. Barry had proven to be nothing else but a bone to my flesh, I couldn't wait to get him out of the picture. If everything went well then I would be killing multiple birds with just a stone. I sat on a sofa in a corner of the crowded bar, I had escaped the eyes of incommers. Just then, a tall, skinny blond girl walked towards me. She held a smile on her face, but her eyes said otherwise. “Hello mam,” She said. “What can I get you?”She added, holding out a pen and a little notebook. “Get me two bottles of beer” I responded. She nodded and turned to leave. Just then as she walked past the table after mine, a man spanked her on her ass and pulled her to himself. She struggled to free herself from his grip. The man grinned and the other men on the table laughed. This site did something to me; I di
Emily pov“What the hell, Adam?”I cursed, getting all worked up. “I could have shot you”, I added, placing my gun on the centre table in my living room. I had been on edge the whole evening since my meeting with the gangs, not to talk of my new foundling who had been hovering around me. And now only to come home and meet Adam. “Calm down, Emi, you seem so worked up”, He said, giving me a weird smirk. I don't know what was so important that would make him come to my apartment this late. But I wasn't ready for any chit-chat. I just wanted to get high, come home and fall asleep, but I guess tonight isn't all for me. “What are you doing here?”….. “How the hell did you even get in my apartment in the first place?” I questioned, feeling all irritated. “Come on, Emi, have you forgotten that this apartment was from the bureau, and I was the one who found and registered this apartment under a false name to be able to protect your cover?” He blurted out egotistically. “So that gave you t
Dominic Pov After my last encounter with Emily, I couldn't help but think of what possibly could be going on with her. She seemed a bit distracted and I sensed a bit of sadness in her. Ever since she left my holding cell, I have been wondering why she asked me this question, “Do you know my father?.” That question took me off guard. “I wonder what could be in her mind” I muttered under my breath. But the fact that she was here to visit me, even if it was just for a short while, meant everything to me. And the thought of her coming to tell me in person that she was working on something with Barry to help me gain my freedom, meant a lot to me. I couldn't wait to leave this hole. Things are not the same with the business in my absence. I couldn't wait to see my mother and my daughter Anita. I have missed her so much. I had earlier promised her that I wouldn't be away from her this long ever again, but it turned out I had broken my promise. I thought about Emily, myself and Anita i
Dominic Pov I wasn't aware of the transfer, no one had said anything to me. The whole day had been so quiet, I hadn't gotten any calls or visits. Even Derrick had been nowhere around the cell. I thought Emily was working with Barry to get me out, and now what? I am about to be transferred to a maximum security prison. I moved away from the door and went down on my knees while placing my hands backwards. The officer came in and placed a cuff on my hands. And then he and another officer helped me back on my feet. “Where's Derrick?” I asked after I had turned to the officers. “Does he know about the transfer?” “Oh! you mean the officer on your payroll, right?”Adam uttered with a chuckle. “What do you take me for? You think I don't see everything going around in this building….. That I let you play the role of a king in this place doesn't mean that you are one. I make the rules of this game.” He added. “Screw you, Adam, don't think for one that you have won…enjoy it while it
Dominic Pov We have been on the highway for eleven minutes since we left the prison. Every second that counts makes anxiety grow. I bit my lip hard in frustration. I hated the fact that I was in the dark. All I had now was expectations. I didn’t know what else to think about in this situation. My heart was beating hard and I could hear the sound of my breath. “Feeling scared already?” one of the officers mocked. “Don't worry you're going to fit in quite fine, after all that prison is meant for scumbags like you,” he added and then chuckled. I stared at him, smirked slightly, and then shrugged. I didn’t want to admit that he was right about me being scared. “Trust me, there's no one coming to rescue you; for all I know, your gang members must have already been on their way to the maximum security prison in handcuffs.” The officer shot again, only this time he let out a loud laugh. Whatever he was trying to do had worked, because his words had already gotten to me. Reality had sta
Emily povThings unfolded quickly on the day of Dominic's transfer. Even though I was given a direct order to stand down and not get involved. I couldn't do it. It was Dominic we were talking about…. ThThe Dominic, how could I just stay put just like that without doing anything? I was the agent assigned from the start to bring the Dominic gang of mafia down. I also played a huge part in taking down Maximus and also in the arrest of Dominic. I wasn't going to back down so easily and just let things happen. I needed to see that the whole thing was done and done the right way. Even now that I have unfinished business with Dominic. I had left home to the interception where the whole operation was to be unfolded. I had arrived a few hours before the set time. I had positioned myself somewhere that I couldn't be seen. While I waited at the scene, thoughts of Dominic flooded my mind. The sparks in his eyes whenever he looked at me, the way he licked his lips and rubbed his jaw…. So se
DOMINIC'S POV The silence in the room was very heavy. The only sound in the room was of Emily clicking away on the laptop. She was so engrossed in the work, in trying to find anything that would help us take Crowley and Damien back. She spent the whole day on the encrypted server. “I can't really find anything more on him,” Emily said frustration filling her voice. I put my hand over hers and soothed my thumb over it. “Don't be too hard on yourself. Just take a break, and we can continue later. It's already getting dark. I think we should take a shower and sleep.” I told her. With a resolved sigh, she nodded her head, and I helped her up with my good arm. The pain from my injury was still very bad, but Emily disinfected it every night and dressed it. It was beginning to heal, but not as fast, and I could like it. Damien could strike at any time, and I needed to be ready. I could not do that with an injured shoulder. I hoped they would hold up any future attacks until I was
EMILY’S POV Dominic sat on the bed, still looking at the file. His jaw was clenched and I could see the calculating fury in his eyes. The way he went quiet when he was angry would be terrifyingly for somebody else, but not for me. It looked like a storm was brewing on the surface, and it was about to erupt and cause destruction. “This changes everything.” He told me, not looking away from the screen. He began to rub his temples with his good hand and I could tell that he was getting stressed. I moved to stand behind him, and I began to rub his back softly, which seemed to reduce the tension in his body. “We were focusing so much on Damien.” He said. “Trying to take him down, but all this while we were chasing the shadows. Damien is my brother; that much is true, and I think Crowley found that out and used what my father did to get in his head.” I nodded, releasing a slow breath and coming to sit beside him. “And if what the files say is true—and I believe it is, then we hav
EMILY’S POV I woke up feeling very groggy and sour from the night before. I reached out instinctively, my hand brushing against the side of his bed that was still warm. He wasn't in bed with me. I sat up straight, wincing at the dull ache between my legs. My mind went back to last night. It had been very intense and wonderful. Dominic moved in and out of me with animalistic strengths. He had an injured shoulder, but even that had not been able to stop him. Then he pulled me into his arms afterwards and whispered sweet words into my ears till I fell asleep. I ran my fingers through my hair, which was in a tangled mess. I wrapped the sheets tight around my body and walked to the window. It was a beautiful morning. The sun was shining, the sky was clear, the birds chirping in the trees. I couldn't help but feel a moment of happiness. But that feeling didn't last long when I remembered that danger was lurking in the shadows. Steven Crowley. A chill ran down my spine at the thoug
DOMINIC'S POV His Jaws were clenched as I spoke. I could see the obvious irritation on his face, but he was trying his best to conceal it. “Yes, sir.” “You've been my right-hand man for over ten years, and I am impressed with your work, and I've never had any reason to question your loyalty to me,” I told him. His features softened, and he looked happy with my approval, I could tell by the way his body relaxed. “Thank you, sir. It is a pleasure to work with you.” “I will be stepping away from my position for some time once this is over. I'm not getting any younger, and I need to work on building my family and producing an heir.” He turned to look at me like I'd slapped him across the face. “But things don't work that way, Dominic. Who will be in charge once you leave?” “You,” I said simply, and he looked like he was taken aback by this. “What?” He asked, his voice shaking. I've known Barry for a long time and it often took a lot to surprise him. He'd been through har
DOMINIC'S POVThe next morning, I peeled my eyes open slowly, and it was shining into the room. Emily was still asleep beside me, looking gorgeous and peaceful with the sheets wrapped around her naked form. I got out of bed, careful not to wake her up. I picked up my phone and sent a text blast to Victor, Barry, and Ezra. “Meet me in the basement, now.” I pulled on a tee shirt and a pair of black sweatpants, which took longer than usual because of my shoulders, which still hurt excessively. Emily was right, and I needed to get the wound treated by a professional. I'll have Victor call his doctor to take a look at the injury. I could not afford any distractions during this period when the threat from Damien seemed to be growing. When I got to the basement, all three of them were already there. Barry and Victor looked up and alert as usual, but Victor looked exhausted even though he'd spent the whole of the previous day resting. “Dominic, what was so urgent that you had to take me
DOMINIC'S POVEmily’s words kept playing over and over again in my head long after she said them. Dominic Moreno doesn't lose. I wish I had eleven of them with the same strong conviction as she did. I stared at the screen, at the man with calculating eyes staring back at me. Steven Crowley. The name did not ring a bell, although I had many enemies that I didn't even know about. So many people hated me. But the pattern of his involvement with Damien was what caught my interest. Originally, I thought that Damien had just been assembling thugs, but that wasn't the case anymore. He was building a strong army, and even I could not deny that he had very good alliances. It was obvious that that Crowley man was the brain behind what happened yesterday. Emily’s hands were still on my shoulders, kneading them softly to take the tension away. Her gentle fingers were very comforting. I looked up at her. Her hair was in a messy bun on top of her head, and her eyes were tired from sleep, but they
EMILY’S POVThe next morning, I could barely stand to look at myself in the mirror. My eyes were swollen from lack of sleep. My eye bags were probably the worst ones a person could have. My heart was also still very heavy with everything that had happened. Dominic was still asleep as I slipped out of bed. I had to be very careful so I would not wake him up. He definitely needed the rest. He looked more relaxed as a result of the painkillers he had taken, which had dulled the pain from his industry. I pressed a soft kiss to his forehead, and then I made my way to Victor's study. The house was very quiet. Ezra and Barry had gone out to train the men, and Victor was still resting. That gave me the type of peace I needed to work. It had been a long time since I'd put my braid to good use, and I was excited. I sat in on Dominic's heavily secured computer. Just as he'd given access to his encrypted network right before he went to bed yesterday. Although I knew he did so with reluctance, i
DOMINIC'S POVThe pain in my shoulder kept me awake long after everybody had slept. Emily had insisted on staying by my side, but I knew that she was tired, and I made her lie down. The only time Emily genuinely looked to be at peace was when she was asleep. Whenever she was awake, I could see the worry in her eyes. I knew that she was having a hard time, and I felt bad because I put her in this situation, but I was going to make it right. Victor had gone to sleep immediately. His injury was not as deep as mine, but he was in pain nonetheless. Victor never complained, no matter how bad things got. I stared at the ceiling as I went over everything that happened in my mind. We had gone in just as planned. We had been fast and efficient, and we launched our attacks with precision. Everything was going well until ten minutes later when Damien's men began to attack. They were prepared—too prepared. That wasn't as a result of luck. They had been very strategic. And Damien was after me.
EMILY’S POV The car doors opened, and the men came out of the car one by one. Fear gripped my chest frantically as my eyes landed on Dominic, who was leaning against Barry with blood soaking through his white shirt. I immediately left the room and rushed downstairs to meet them. When I finally got to where they were, I noticed that Dominic's teeth were clenched in pain. “Dominic…” I breathed, walking towards him and looking him over. “I'm fine.” He muttered stubbornly through gritted teeth. “Your shirt is soaked in blood. You are not fine,” I said, placing his hand over my shoulders. “Let's go inside so I can take a look at it.” Victor appeared out of the car, clutching his side in pain and limping. He wasn't wearing a shirt, and I noticed that a nasty bruise was already beginning to form at his side, just above his ribs. Even though he was in obvious pain, he managed to give me a weak smile. “Don't worry, Em. We made it alive, just some minor injuries.” He said with a shrug, a