Damien“How did this happen?” I said in thunderous tone as I peered between Ollie, and the rest of the men behind him.“They breached the entrance. W…wwe didn’t see them come through and when realized it, we tried to our best to..”“Tried!” I spat. “If you all can’t defend our territory. You’re showing the enemies that we are weak.”“You need to calm down Damien!” Hugh said, and I furrowed my brows.“I can’t calm down.” My voice increased, and saw fear take over the eyes of my men.“You have failed me. All of you.”I said with my eyes landing on each, and everyone of them. “And you know what happens when you fail me.”I watched as they dropped to them knees. Their face covered in more fear as they looked at me.“We are sorry boss.” They said. “We didn’t mean to—““Silence!” I growled, raising up a hand. “Your pleads won’t save you. You all will be punished once I return.”Then my gaze focused on Ollie. “I want the keys to the truck. I’m going to the city.“The minute my men walked a
Alison The cold air hit me as the warehouse doors opened, and Alberto's men dragged me inside. My arms ached from being tied behind my back.They shoved me into a dim room, the door slamming shut behind me. When I tuned, I saw Alberto standing at the far end, his back to me as he examined a small object in his hand. He turned slowly when he noticed me, a wicked smile spreading across his face. “Nice to meet you again,” he said flashing me a sly smile. I didn’t reply, keeping my eyes fixed on him. “What’s the matter?” Alberto sneered, taking a step closer. “Why so quiet? You were all chatty the night you and that mutt Damien stole my watch.” Still, I said nothing. He hated my silence, and I wasn’t about to give him the satisfaction of a reaction. His grin dropped , and his expression darkened. He closed the gap between us in two swift steps, grabbing a fistful of my hair and yanking my head back. Pain shot through my scalp, but I didn’t flinch. “You and Damien Santos a
AlisonAidan’s words hit me like a blow.“You can’t be serious,” I said in a whisper. “Is this some twisted attempt to get me to come back with you?”He shook his head. “I wouldn’t lie about something like this. There’s evidence, Rae. Back at our home. If you come with me, I’ll show you everything.”I took a step back. I was feeling overwhelmed by everything. I didn’t know what to do. I just stared at Aiden.Aiden moved closer to me. “I know no apology is going to make up for what I did, but I will keep apologizing if that’s what it takes to get you to come home with me. I let my emotions take over, which was wrong.” Aiden paused, then his voice picked up again. “Listen to me. There’s nothing going on with Mabel. I swear it. Everything I said that day... it was out of anger. I didn’t mean any of it.”“You’re lying!” I snapped, my voice breaking. “You told me you were going to marry her. That you’d give her everything—my inheritance, my life. You wanted to replace me with her, Aiden!”
Alison The week leading up to my departure to the Highlands has been hectic.Aiden and I had spent endless hours formulating plans to bring Damien down.Aiden had decided that the only way to destroy Damien was to go undercover and unravel his schemes. It was risky, but Aiden was determined—and so was I.That morning, the reality of leaving weighed heavily on both of us. The room was quiet, save for the sound of our breathing as we sat side by side on the bed.“I’m going to miss you,” he said, breaking the silence. He planted a tender kiss on my temple. Then his lips trailed down to my cheek, lingering there for a moment.I looked at him, feeling a bit sad. “I’ll miss you too,” I said softly.His lips found mine, and slowly he kissed me.“I just want to make our last time together memorable,” he murmured, pulling back slightly to look into my eyes.I laughed. “You’re making it sound like I’ll be gone forever.”He smiled, but there was something bittersweet in it. “It’s going to feel
Damien“You’ve lost your mind, Damien!” Gemma’s voice broke through the sound of clinking metal, that echoed in the gym.She stood near the door, her arms crossed, watching me with a look of frustration in her eyes.I didn’t stop lifting. “What are you talking about?” I grunted, feeling the strain in my arms as I did another rep.“You know exactly what I’m talking about,” she shot back. “You don’t eat, you barely sleep, and all you do is obsess over finding that girl. It’s pathetic.”“I’m not obsessed,” I said through clenched teeth, dropping the dumbbells to the floor with a heavy thud. “She’s important to this gang.”Gemma scoffed. “In what way? Tell me, Damien, because none of us can see it. She’s just a liability.”“I owe you no explanations,” I snapped, grabbing a towel and wiping the sweat off my face. “Now leave me alone.”But Gemma didn’t leave. She stepped closer, her tone softening. “You don’t even care about me anymore, do you?” she murmured, reaching out to touch my arm. “
Alison “So that’s the plan?” I asked as Damien and I sat in the car. My wounds had completely healed, and I was back to being Damien’s puppet.“It sounds simple doesn’t it?” Damien asked, staring at me.“Yes it does.” I replied. “I must warn you, as simple as the plan sound. It is also very risky.” He said, starting the engine. “Ares is young, and because of that his brothers would do anything to protect him. They are also far more dangerous than you can imagine.”“I have seen far more dangerous men, and I have dealt with them.” I said.“Look at you, sounding like a gangster.” Damien laughed. It was a genuine laughter, and it seemed to light up his eyes.I looked away. I didn’t want to be blinded by how beautiful they were, reminding myself along the line that this man was a monster.When we got to the mansion where the event was held. Damien’s expression had changed as he stared at me. The soft look had died, and he appeared cold.“Do you want me to go over the plan over again?” H
Alison“This is all your fucking fault!” Damien yelled as he stepped out of the car.I trembled as I saw the anger in his eyes. It reminded me of that night, and my fear only grew.“I’m sorry.” I said.“I told you to shoot. Why couldn’t you fucking shoot the gun?”I didn’t speak, and made Damien turn away from me.“I need to call Hugh to come pick us up.”He said as he pulled out his phone.“Shit!” he exclaimed in frustration. “My screen’s cracked. Things just keep getting fucking worse.”I watched as he flung his phone on the ground, then he turned to face me.“I’m-going to make sure I punish you for putting me in this mess.” He yelled.“Damien I —““I don’t want to hear your lame excuses. We have to continue on foot. It’s better we walk down the bush path. That way, those men can’t find us.”I nodded, following him behind. It was dark, and it made hard for me to see. Damien wasn’t bothered about the darkness. He kept walking quickly not sparing me a glance.“Try to keep up!” He yell
Damien“Alison!” I yelled as the sound of the gunfire filled the air once again. I reached out grabbing her hands and leading her down the stairs.But the shots continued shattering more glasses, and suddenly the sound of a voice I knew so well filled the air.“Come on santos!” Ares elder brother yelled. “I know you’re in there.”“Shit!” I muttered moving in the direction of a room. How did they find us?‘This wasn’t the time to dwell on that this wasn’t time to think of a way to escape. ‘I turned to Alison who was shaking beside me. My eyes moved from her to the table at the corner of the room. “Hide behind that!” I said in a firm voice. “And don’t move until I call for you.”I watched as she ran in the direction of the table and my eyes landed on her arse. I pulled my eyes away trying not to think of that moment—the feeling of her arse, her wetness dripping into my fingers as I fucked her. I paused that thought.I felt stupid—Stupid for losing control, but there was something abou
Alison Damien didn’t look stunned.Those piercing blue eyes—God, the same ones I had tried so hard to forget—locked onto me, wide with disbelief. Not a single word came out of his mouth at first. He just stood there, staring at me like he didn’t quite believe I was real. And I hated that a part of me wanted to reach out, trace the shape of his lips, and kiss him right there. But I didn’t. The anger buried deep inside me kept my hands still. I had suffered too much to fall for that face again. “You’re lying,” he finally said, in a firm voice.I shook my head slowly, fingers tightening around my car keys. “I’m not. I’m getting married. I don’t want anything to do with you, Damien.” His brows pulled together like the truth tasted bitter. Then he said, “You’re only saying this to push me away.” I didn’t respond. “I had Pronto keep an eye on you these past few months,” he said. “He never said anything about a wedding. No rings. No venues. No guy. So tell me—who is he, Alison?
Damien Hernando’s funeral was a week ago. The cold air around the estate still lingered like a ghost that refused to leave. Everyone was mourning, including me—but I couldn’t let the grief take me down. Not when I had men depending on me. Hernando wouldn’t have wanted me to crumble. He would’ve wanted me to lead. That morning, I stood outside the estate where all the men had gathered. Their eyes were heavy, some red from tears, some tired from the weight of loss. “I know we’re all still hurting,” I began, my voice was firm as I spoke. “Hernando was more than a boss. He was family. He was the kind of man who looked after his people, protected what was his, and kept the streets clean in his way.” They listened, quietly, not a single word spoken. “Before he passed, he made it clear that Raul and I would take over operations. That’s not something I take lightly. I know some of you are scared—scared for your jobs, and your future. But I swear to you… I won’t fail. Not him. Not you.”
Alison The soft beeping of the monitor was the first thing I heard. It echoed in the quiet room, and that sound pulled me back from the darkness. I blinked, my eyes adjusting to the white ceiling above me. I was in a hospital. I tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through my side. My hand reached instinctively to the source and I winced. Then everything came rushing back. The gunshot. Edwardo. The pain. I gasped, my heart racing. Damien. Where was Damien? Was he hurt? Was he alive? The last thing I remembered was Raul’s face before everything went black. My thoughts were spinning when the door opened. A doctor walked in, clipboard in hand, a small, relieved smile on his face. “Mrs. Jones,” he said gently. “You’re awake. That’s good.” I looked at him, my throat dry. “How long… how long have I been here?” “A day,” he replied, walking to the side of my bed. He checked the IV drip, adjusted a few wires, and then looked back at me. “You’re stable now. You’ll be able to go h
Damien The minute the elevator door slid open with a metallic hiss, my eyes locked onto Edwardo. He stood there like a ghost from a nightmare, arms folded, a smug grin tugging at his scarred lips.“Well, well,” he said, with a bitter tone. “Long time no see, Damien.”My brows furrowed in disgust. I took a slow step forward. “Get out of my way, Edwardo. Or else.”He chuckled. “Or else what? You gonna shoot me right here, man?”Without a word, I nodded. His smile faded just a bit, but he held his ground.“You wouldn’t dare,” he said, stepping closer. “You shoot me, and you're finished. You’re gonna regret that.”“I don’t regret anything,” I growled.In one smooth motion, he reached inside his coat and pulled out his gun. I didn’t flinch. I drew mine too, with a steady hand and a raging heart.Edwardo smirked. “When I finally kill you, you’re going to end up with your woman in hell.”My heart slammed against my ribs. “Don’t you dare mention her?”“Why shouldn’t I? Don’t I have the right
Damien I followed Aiden closely, never letting him out of my sight.He was fast, pushing through the deeper part of the building, but I stayed on his heels. My footsteps echoed behind him. My heart pounded with anger which had clearly blinded me.“You’re not getting out of here easily,” I warned, with a growl in my voice. “This is your last day on earth.”Aiden laughed without even turning around. “You think your stupid little plan is going to work?” he shouted back. “I promise you, brother, you and that fucked-up wife of mine just dug your own grave.”I gritted my teeth. “You don’t get to call her that.”He laughed again. “I don’t regret a damn thing.”“You know what amuses me in all this is that I didn’t see through her facade. I should have discovered that there was no way that she could have made you fall in love without you trapping her with your charms. I blame that on myself. If I had known earlier I wouldn’t have welcomed her back to my home I would have killed her on the spo
Alison I took a deep breath and stepped forward.My heels clicked against the floor as I made my way toward the stage. It wasn’t a long walk, but it felt like the longest I’d ever taken. My heart pounded inside my chest. Every step felt heavy like I was walking through water.The crowd’s chatter dimmed as I got closer. When I finally climbed the steps and stepped onto the podium, the bright lights hit my face. I blinked against them but didn’t stop. My eyes found Aiden’s immediately.He was confused. He didn’t know what to do at that point and weirdly so did I.He mouthed something and when I didn’t leave he used my lack of obedience as an opportunity to swoon some of the people who were definitely doubting him after that protest happened.Then Damien’s voice came through the earpiece in my ear. “That’s my girl,” he said. “You’ve got this. Remember act according to the plan.”I swallowed the lump in my throat. My hands were slightly shaking, but I didn’t let it weigh me down. Not n
DamienThe day of Aiden’s downfall had finally arrived.I stared at myself in the mirror, the blood in my veins pumping faster than ever. My heart was racing, adrenaline rushing like a current. A coy smile stretched across my lips as I straightened the collar of my suit, then turned slightly to Alison.“Are you ready?” I asked.She gave a firm nod. “I’ve been ready.”We were both dressed in the disguises Raul had given us. Alison looked unrecognizable in her elegant red gown, with a lace mask hiding half her face. Her hair was styled perfectly, giving her the look of a high-society socialite. I wore a matching tux with a half-mask that gave me the air of someone powerful, someone untouchable.Moments later, Raul entered the room, fully geared and focused. “Let’s go. Time is ticking.”We didn’t hesitate. We followed him down the hallway and out of the safehouse. My steps slowed a little as we reached the staircase—my mind was racing again.The past two days had been torture. Hernando’s
Damien “I need you to choose between me or the gang!” Immediately those words left Alison’s mouth, I felt like a tornado was wrecking through every thought in my mind.I turned slowly, eyes narrowing in disbelief. “What?” I asked, almost not believing what I’d just heard.Alison stood a few feet away from me, arms crossed tightly across her chest. Her eyes were glassy, her lips pressed together, and her jaw trembled like she was holding back everything just to stay upright.“I said…” she swallowed hard, “…I need you to choose. Me, or this life filled with blood and danger.”I stared at her, stunned. “Why are you talking like this?”“Because I’m scared, Damien.” Her voice cracked. “I’m terrified of waking up and finding out you’ve been shot, or ambushed, or… or worse. You think I don’t see what’s happening? Every time you walk out that door, I don’t know if you’re coming back. This is the only way I know how to keep you.”“You’re giving me an ultimatum.” I shook my head. I felt like
Damien I stepped into the camera store with my cap pulled low, huffing my face perfectly. The inside smelled like old wires. A young man stood behind the desk, distractedly scrolling on a tablet. He looked up, mildly alarmed by my sudden presence.“I’m looking for your manager,” I said, voice cold, even.He blinked. “Uh... he’s not around right now.”I glanced through the window, where a black SUV I recognized from surveillance was parked out front. I turned back to him slowly.“Funny,” I said, cocking my head. “His SUV is outside.”“He... he left the car. He’s somewhere—” he stammered, but I cut him off. I pulled out my gun, the cold steel gleaming under the shop’s LED lighting.“I’m not going to ask again. Get your manager. Or I’ll paint this floor with your brains.”The guy went white. He swallowed hard and nodded, lips sealed in fear as he hurried through a side door. I turned and paced the store, scanning shelves lined with digital surveillance gear—HD cams, bugs, motion detect