Jayden has been silent since we left Sydney's base. I know he wants answers, but how can I just tell him. Should I be like; Hi, my real name is Candice Martins and I joined the American Mafia six years ago seeking revenge against the Italian Mafia after they fucked up my life. After I got my revenge I started my life from scratch and got into the FBI bla bla bla. I can't just tell him anything. In fact he shouldn't even know about the mafia. I'm not that evil to introduce him to it.
I know how insane this sounds, I'm an FBI agent and a mafia member. No, I'm not a spy but I made a deal with Sydney Kings. After Marko Russo (the Italian mafia lord) would be killed, I could go away and do my own things. Sydney has changed the mafia and so it hasn't caused any problems since he and Isabella took over and for that I'm so thankful because the police have no issues with them as long as they don't cause chaos.Mike found me and gave me an opportunity to join the FBI. MarI raise my eyes towards a silent Jayden. He isn't moving or saying anything. His eyes are closed, and I can see tears dropping down to Leonardo's body. I look down to the body, but as every time I do, my heart skips, and I feel it clench in pain. I know people are around me, but I can't hear them. I'm sure Jayden can't, either. I see some men try to pick Leo from Jayden's arms, but he still clings on him. "Leave him alone. He's supposed to wake up." His lips say, and for the first time, a tear falls down my left cheek. The men say something, but Jayden doesn't let him go. Someone picks me up and hugs me. I don't hug the person back, but soon, I hear a whimper from me. Leonardo Williams is dead. I hit the person's chest as I cry. How could I let this happen? My mission was to protect him. A mission that I belittled. Leonardo is dead. I cry. The person hugs me, saying words that I don't understand. I stand in the person's arms until I can hear e
I look at Ryan's sleeping figure as I run my fingers through his hair. I've told him that I'll be gone for a longer time. Maybe weeks or even months. It depends on how creative and smart Leo's killers are. Earlier I had signed the adoption papers of Ryan so that when I'll be back, we would go away and start a new life together. I didn't tell him that I adopted him but I told him that I'd come with a beautiful surprise that he'll love. I bend down and kiss his right cheek then stand and walk to the room next door. I see a sleeping figure that stirrers immediately when I enter. "Do you have to go?" I nod knowing Abby can see me. I walk to her bed and sit beside her and she rises and hugs me. Abby has been my closest friend here and has helped me cope too apart from Ryan. "Take care of Ryan for me." I whisper and she nods still hugging me. "C.. Can I kiss you? For the last time?" She asks and I nod after a few seconds. She raises her head and kis
JAYDEN'S POV I pick up my training gears that I haven't used for months since Leo's health started deteriorating. Leo. It's been a month since his burial, and to be honest, this has been one of the hardest times of my life. I lost my best friend Lilian and my brother on the same day, but I had Leonardo. A product of their love. I promised to cherish him and protect him forever, but I failed. I failed. I look down at my hands that have formed a fist, and so I take in deep breaths, slightly relaxing my body. My phone buzzes on my side table, and so I walk to it to find a text from my closest friend. DylanI'm outside. Hurry up, or we'll be late. The text reads, and I take my gears. I had asked for a leave of about a year so that I could be with Leo. I couldn't focus on Leo and at the same time on basketball, and so I chose Leo. I walk down the staircase only to find mother talking to Leah and Alexis reading some fashion magazine. I
JADA'S POV "One tequila." I say to the bartender my eyes on the stage looking at one particular stripper. Ivy Armstrong. I've had eyes on her for the past twenty hours and nothing has come up. She's Alexis best friend who started existing six years ago with no criminal records. Not even a speeding ticket. The bartender calls me for my shot and I take it without any hesitation my eyes on Ivy with her white wig and white lingerie. She looks like an innocent angel. A huge contrast to the photo that Cole sent me where she was dressed as a devil. Her eyes meet mine and she gives me a seductive wink and continues dancing eyes on me. I give her a seductive smile without breaking any eye contact. After half an hour, she gets off the stage and I follow her until I'm stopped by two bulky men. "She's with me guys." Ivy comes and says and they move aside letting me follow her to a room labelled on Sweet Fantasy. "Sweet Fantasy. That's your name?" I ask m
"Hey, Jayden can we meet up. Right now?" Linda calls Jayden still sobbing. "Yeah. That's perfect." She says and hangs up the call. "This this park near the Williams' mansion. He said he'll meet me there." She says and she takes her phone and calls someone. "Dave, party's over. I'll be out for a while... Yeah.... With Jada... Okay." She says hanging up and climbs onto the back of the motorbike. I follow her directions to the park and we arrive just as Jayden arrives on foot. He stops in his tracks and looks at me wide eyed. He's in a black leather jacket where he's tacked his hands in. He has a pair of black jeans that look good on him. Linda gets off the bike as Jayden opens and shuts his mouth then walks to me when he notices that I'm trying to leave. "Jada? Fuck! I've been looking everywhere for you." He says surprising me. He has? "You have?" Linda asks looking between us. Jayden clears his throat then realizes the situation. "Lin
We walk towards Sydney's office until I find a woman with hair as black as mine but with some curly brown highlights towards the end kissing a blonde haired man. They hear us approach and stop then look towards us. The Italian bitch Amelia and her husband Larry I think. All I know he's Isabella's best friend but rarely has anything to do with the Mafia. I look behind me to see Jayden looking at them as I can imagine what he's thinking. 'They are also part of the mafia?'. It's not like we come with a label on our foreheads that say 'hey, I'm part of the mafia kill me'. We all have the same tattoo on either our shoulder blades or biceps. Mine is on my shoulder blade. I pass them but the Italian stops me. "Why is he here? You can't bring outsiders and you know that." She says and I scoff. "Hi. I'm Jayden. I'm helping Jada." Jayden says standing in front of them and I roll my eyes. "I'm Amelia and this is my husband Harry." She says as Harry kisses the back of her hand. I roll my eyes
I stop in front of my apartment that I don't use as much as I'm supposed to, and Jayden climbs down my bike first before I do the same. "How many places do you own?" Jayden asks when we walk towards the entrance. We walk to the elevator, and I press four before I answer. "Only here. I sold the other one when I found this place. It's convenient." I say, and he only hums. The elevator stops seconds later, and we step out. There are only two apartments on this floor and I've never cared to know who lives in the other one. All I know is an old man who moved in weeks before I did. I walk to my white door on the right and let Jayden get in first. "Welcome to my humble home." I say uninterested as I walk to the impressive kitchen and drink a glass of water. I look towards the kitchen door to find Jayden standing there and watching me, his hands crossed in front of his chest. That makes them look larger. "What? You're free to check the fridge." I say. He walks
"Jada. I've checked. Twice. But there's nothing in there." Cole says and I let out a long breath. "Do you think that Jacob or his wife destroyed the chip before they died?" Cole asks a question that has been bugging me. "We can't know for sure and so we just have to search for it. The killers seem too sure that it's somewhere and so I won't give up. Anything else?" I ask as I take the bag containing Linda's headphones that Cole hands to me. "Noel Scott lives in Jacaranda street 401." He says typing in something rapidly in his computer. A picture of a mansion shows and he prints it out. "That house to be precise." It's stated that Jacob and Lilian Williams bought the mansion and decided to gift it to him. It might seem like an act of kindness but it screams 'suspicious'." He sings the suspicious part. I take the photo. "Can you send me every information about the house?" I ask as I look at the beautiful mansion. "Sure. I have it somewhere here saved." I nod and thank him before liv