Semua Bab Breaking Locks: Bab 31 - Bab 40

Dangerously, the turn of event were never meant to favour Jasmine. She had been completely and intentionally ignorant of Serena Marchesa's tracking skills. The latter was like tracking dog and had the exceptional ability to find or hide anyone.All it took was one reaction from Jasmine and she could already tell where to go next, to find her prey."I do not know on which path to take to find the detective and the boy but I do know this, all these is connected with the hotel owner.""Why would you think that?""It'll all adds up Marcello. He has dealings with both Yakhuza and the Triad: together. He's powerful, and from what I've gathered so far, he also has a weakness for pretty black women. This brings me to reasons why I think he might be the one helping your Chicca in hiding the boy."The nerves Marcello had had all tied up, just got tighter. He couldn't- no! He didn't want to believe or eve

She was sleeping when she heard someone slip into her cell room. She turned around to see Marcello seated beside her."Marcello? What are you doing in here?""I might not be able to see you again after tomorrow. I don't think I will able to watch," he paused,"It's OK. I'm prepared. I've seen worse.""You have, haven't you?" The way his eyes were searching into hers. It was like the secret of life was written in there. "Jasmine," he picked up her hand from her thigh, "Right now, I want us to forget. Forget that there's a complication threatening the life of our only son. I just want to ask you one question; is there anything happening with you and that detective?""Marcello, there's nothing with me and Dylan. Never was, never will be.""So not even once did you ever consider leaving me for him? Maybe because his lifestyle seemed safer than mine?" Jasmine sat up. She took her hand out of his hold."What is this Marcello? Why are we doi

"Lo sapevo! Lo sapevo cazzo! And I told you! I told we should never have let that girl out." Serena fussed. She strut about in hasty movements, putting piles together."Basta Serena. She has not betrayed me. Jasmine will not betray me again. I know she won't. We just have to know where they took her. Whoever did was probably trying to keep her away from us. We must find her and my son.""Dios! Marcello! How are you still so blinded by this girl? What the hell did she give you? You know what? I should have killed from the very first day I saw her." Her words barely left when she felt Marcello's hand hold a tight grip around her neck."Don't you ever repeat those words ever again! Or else I will not hesitate to break your neck.""Marcello you're hurting me," Serena put her hands around his big ones, trying to loosen his grip. She was gasping for air. He let her go. She was in a coughing fit. She was strong and a predator; but no matter what, Marcello was te

His first instincts were to leave a punch in the most painful part of Jones body for reasons of putting eyes on his woman but, that would kill the man and end their mission before it even starts. So he reached out to blind his left eye. Dreco ‘s adrenaline pumped furiously just at the mare sight of Dylan Jones. He didn't have to do that so he found a way to cover it up. "You left them at the mercy of a psychopathic Asian connected to the Russian mafia brutto stronzo! Dovrei darti una morte molto dolorosa! Bastardo!" he threw another punch right into his forehead. The pain sent him into a coughing fit, bleeding from the skull and mouth. When it had subsided, he finally said again, "If death was my calling, I never would have gotten out of there alive." he peeked their interest. How did he get out? Was this a trap? "then how did you get out?" "Someone inside his circle doesn't quite agree with all his decisions. They let me out and immediately I knew I had to come to you and I can g

Cold, that was her Jasmine's first feeling. She needed her blankets. She was shivering to her bones and drifting inside mind were memories of her life before all of this. The second thing to be registered in her minds eye was the hard ground beneath her, her bed had never been this hard. Even when after ber father had passed and her mum had had to shoulder the responsibilities of all four kids by herself, she never had to sleep on a bed this hard. And thirdly, was the pounding in her head. Jasmine opened her eyes only to squeeze them shut. Her head felt as if it were about to explode. She wanted to rip her hair out, the pain was excruciating. What had happened her?She slowly opened her eyes, biting her tongue in pain; the hammering feeling in her head would be the death of her. Slowly, she sat up, taking in her surroundings. She had still been in the same room but an exception of the chains and ropes. She laid on the bare floor; that would explain the cold. But why was she here? And