ANITA'S POVI let out a groan as the pain from the rope tied tightly around my wrist bit into my flesh. I knew it was probably for the best for me to stop moving so much, but I couldn't help it. My arms hurt and the fact that I had been sitting for so long had become very uncomfortable. I just wanted to be away from this place. What was taking my father so long? “If you keep moving, the bruises will only get worse. Just sit still.” Dani said. She was very still, unlike me who was restless. She had been able to remain calm and I envied her for it. “How can you be so still? Aren't you uncomfortable?” I asked her. She turned to look at me. “I am used to things like this already. Plus, we have no choice but to wait for your father to come for us. There is no other possible way out of this.” I looked around the warehouse and shook my head. “There has to be a way out.” Just then, Luca and two of his men walked into the room. He had a mean-looking smile on his face as he walked closer t
DOMINIC'S POV My blood was boiling with rage as I looked at the footage that Emily had pointed out to me. She really had a trained eye because I had looked at that footage so many times but I didn't catch it. I could not believe it—Vancini was the one who had betrayed me. After my interview with Enzo yesterday, I was getting ready to interview Vancini later in the day, but now there was no use for it. I picked up my phone and dialled Barry's number. “Barry, I want you to get Vancini to the basement immediately!” I barked into the phone after Barry had answered. “Okay, boss. I'm on it.” When I ended the call, I turned to look at Emily. She was still looking at the screen as though she was trying to find something else. “You have a very good eye,” I admitted. “Maybe you should consider allowing me to work with you.” She said seriously. I didn't give a response to that. This was not the time to be having that argument. All I wanted to do was get my hands on Vancini and squeeze so
DOMINIC'S POV “This is the location,” Barry said as he handed me a piece of paper. I took the paper from his hand. I stood up, the adrenaline rushing through my body. “Is he dead?” I asked. “He's not dead yet, but by my predictions, he should bleed out in an hour,” Barry said. I nodded my approval at him. I could always trust him and Ezra together. Individually, they were great, but together, they were a force to be reckoned with. “Okay, get the men ready. We are going to have a meeting in the warehouse. I want everybody there in thirty minutes. By tonight, we are going to attack Luca's safehouse and get the girls.” I ordered. “On it, sir,” Barry said with a nod and walked out of the office just as Emily was walking in. “We've been able to get the location. My men and I will be going there tonight to get the girls.” I informed her. Her eyes lit up and she let out a sigh of relief. “I am so glad to hear that. So what is the plan?” “I am going to discuss that with the men. W
ANITA’S POV“You are not taking those girls anywhere.” One of Lucas's men voice said with a threatening voice. “Oh yeah? Try and stop us.” Soon the men got into a fight while Dani and I stood by and watched the whole thing unfold. In only a matter of time, my father’s men had taken down Luca’s men and then we were on the move again. When we got to the front of Luca’s estate, I could spot my father and Luca in a fight. I wanted to run towards them, but one of the men grabbed a hold of me and pulled me back. "Your father instructed us to take you to safety. He will join us once he is done here.” The man said as he carried me away. My heart hammered in my chest with fear that something would happen to my father. ***DOMINIC’S POVFinding the location for Luca’s safehouse where he kept the girls had been easy. He had kept them in his estate compound this whole time, further proving how reckless he was. I would have assumed that he would have at least kept them in a more secluded area
EMILY’S POVJust as the girls left, Dominic walked into the living room covered in blood. I didn’t even realise I had been so worried about him, despite being angry with him. I let out a sigh of relief as I rushed over to him and he pulled me in for an embrace. When things like this happen, the possibility of someone dying is very high, especially for Dominic who is always in front of the battle. “I am so glad you are okay and that this whole nightmare is over,” I told him when we finally pulled away from each other. I could see the dark look in his eyes, the one he got whenever he wanted to kill someone or after killing someone. “It isn’t over—that part is, but I just got a message from my sources; the FBI has traced Adam’s last whereabouts to the estate. We need to leave immediately.” He said. My heart sank as my mind tried to process the information. If I ran away with Dominic, that would be the nail in my coffin. I would never be able to work for the federal agency again. Domi
DOMINIC’S POVAfter I left Anita’s room, I went into Emily’s room to make sure that she was packing. If Emily didn’t come with me, I would lose my mind. She had already become a part of me and I could not lose her. I would do everything to keep her by my side, even if that meant kidnapping her. When I walked into her room, she was packing her bags. “I am glad that you have come to your senses,” I told her. She stopped packing and turned to look at me. “I am not coming with you. I am going back to America.” My blood began to boil. “Why do you always have to be so fucking stubborn? You will do no such thing.” I barked out. “You cannot tell me what to do.” She said and went back to packing. I walked slowly to her and stood behind her. Then I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close to me. Her back was against my chest and her ass was pressed up against my hard cock. “I am not giving you a choice,” I whispered in her ears. I wrapped my hand gently around her neck. I could se
EMILY’S POVWhen Dominic left the room, I collapsed onto the bed. My body was still shaking from the aftermath of what had just happened. Not just from the intense climax, but from the anger I was feeling. I could not believe that Dominic had used my craving for him to make me do his bidding. What upset me more was the fact that I was not as angry about it as I should be. In fact, I really liked how he took and owned my body. Somehow, Dominic had sucked me into his dark and twisted world. What he did was not okay so why did I enjoy it so much? I hated how much power that he held over me. I hated the fact that he was right. I had experienced him so much that the thought of being without him caused me pain. The thought of leaving him and going back to my old life in America—if there was even a life to go back to felt hollow. But even though the way that he had used my desires to manipulate me was something that I was not going to let go of. That man was insufferable. I got up and put
DOMINIC’S POVJust as I walked into my new estate on the island, my phone began to ring with a call from an unknown number. I answered it immediately and a voice that I did not recognize came through the phone. “This is not over, Dominic Moreno. You killed my father, and for that, I will kill you.” The voice said and hung up before I could make sense of what was happening. I knew that it had something to do with the Black Bloods. “Barry! I need you to look into the Black Bloods. I need every information on their new leader.” I ordered. He nodded and then left immediately. When I looked up from my phone, I saw Emily staring at me. I knew she had heard my conversation and she wanted to know what I was going to do, but she was not going to ask.The whole flight, she did not say a single word to me, not even when I had spoken to her directly. When I tried to touch her, she pulled away from me and that had angered me, but I kept it to myself. I knew she was still trying to come to terms
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