Violet's POV Brielle knows that about me and we get along really well, she was also from a rich family she had a rich Dad too, but both father's were doing well for themselves.“I want to sleep,” I said, dismissively as I dropped my luggage in her living room and slumped on the couch.“Girl, are you okay? You came all the way from Carlifornia to sleep in my house?” her voice spoke high volumes of her unbelief.But I didn't say a word, I just kept mute.“If you're going through something and you don't want to talk about it, there's no problem. I've got some ice cream, cookies, cakes, I could even cook if you don't mind, we can talk about whatever it is later.” She suggested, I love her sense of humor. She's the best person to be with at this stage of my life.“Thanks for being considerate, ice cream will do so much,” I say casually, clenching a pillow against my chest, “Alright,” she said walking into her kitchen.In less than three minutes she was out, with two plates in her hand, one

Vincenzo's POV“Repeat what you said,'' I said to Mr Wesley, swiveling in the executive chair I was offered and tapping my fingers on the table. He had invited me to meet with him. We were in a boardroom, and we all sat around a modern refined mahogany table.“Mr. Vincenzo,” he gulped hard, “I said the Misine Company was fake, all the companies they claimed to have affiliations with, I checked and discovered they were all forged, I have tried to reach them in every way possible but I couldn't,” Mr Wesley explained, quivering in his position I could see the heat forming on his forehead, and his was shaking while talking but he sounded like a joker to me.I snorted audibly followed by an evil chuckle, “Mr Wesley,” I intertwined my fingers and dropped it on the table, “You mean in all your years of working as a business plan consultant, you were unable to figure out a fake business proposal? Because there's a lot I'm yet to understand, I was with my father when he asked you questions abou

Violet's POVAs we entered the club, we noticed Men swivel their heads in our direction while Brielle and I exchanged knowing looks, everything about us screamed for attention, from our female Cologne which evoked the scent of flowers to our shiny diamond earrings to our hairstyles, simple but bougie, our dress were even out of the statements because they cost so much, but come to think of it, we just dressed up this much to be admired.It was a weird decision but I needed to convince myself that I didn't need John anymore.Here at the club, we had lots and lots of drinks, but I wasn't tipsy yet which was strange, we didn't want to have too many drinks but the few friends we made for the time we were here made us do that, they were cool guys one was with me and the other was with Brielle, but she quickly told him that she was engaged so he could find some else to be with for the night because from their behaviors we guessed they came out for a fling.The one with me was all nice and fr

Violet's POV I woke up in the middle of the night and everywhere was dark. I noticed I was tied to the ceiling with a constrictor knot because it made it impossible for me to move an inch the way I was tied.I winced at the impact I felt whenever I tried to move my body, that was the worst position I had ever found myself in, I felt too perturbed to calm myself, my wrists were tied above my head, and my head was bent facing the floor, I couldn't imagine what the people who kidnapped me wanted with me, my hair covered my face in the dark room, I felt weak and powerless, my strengthen was dropping each second, I could see death face to face.My wrist hurt so bad that I could feel my bones breaking. I tried to hang on with all my strength for the sake of my father, my family, and for Brielle.I can't believe those men shot her for nothing, bunch of bastards, devils, they are so evil, with no human empathy, he didn't even feel remorseful after taking a life like his, even the police, bun

Violet's POV “He was a trusted man in this la famiglia, And he allied with the enemy to kill my father,” I couldn't believe my ears, my jaw dropped, and my eyes shone in bewilderment, could it be that this was what my father did all the while he said he was doing business in New York? I squinted repeatedly in disbelief, whenever I asked my dad to take me to his workplace he always postponed it, could it be true? My mother would not believe this crap because my father was loving and caring to her, “I want to believe you didn't know what your father was into, he was really good at covering his tracks, but it's so shocking that your father worked here for 20 years and you didn't even know what he did for a living, it's too late now, just give me the address of your house and your father's location,” his voice was calm but laced with sarcasm.No, I was not going to give away my family like that, they'll have to go through me.“Fuck you! Fuck you and your claim, I cannot believe you, my fa