All Chapters of Little Emily: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Victor Serkov sat in the dimly lit room, his fingers drumming on the wooden desk. The flickering light from the lone bulb overhead cast eerie shadows on the walls, highlighting his sharp features and cold, calculating eyes.The room was sparse, adorned with only the essentials – a map on the wall marked with various locations, a laptop, and a few scattered papers. He leaned back in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips as he reviewed the recent developments. His network had provided him with valuable information, and he was confident that it was only a matter of time before he had Emily in his grasp. "She's smarter than I gave her credit for," he mused aloud, his voice a low, almost predatory purr. "But not smart enough."He picked up a photograph from the desk, studying it intently. It was a recent picture of Emily, taken from a distance. She looked different now – more mature, more cautious. The life she had been thrust into had hardened her in ways he found intriguing.A knock

The group left the warehouse and headed back to Angelo's mansion to gather the necessary supplies and plan their journey. The tension in the air was palpable, but there was also a sense of determination. They were united in their goal to protect Emily, no matter the cost. Once they arrived at the mansion, Angelo led the brothers into his study, where he had maps and documents spread out across a large table. He pointed to a map of Zurich, highlighting key locations. "This is where we think Victor Serkov might be hiding," Angelo explained, his finger tracing a path on the map. "He's been known to use safe houses and abandoned buildings as his hideouts. We need to check these areas and make sure Emily is nowhere near them." Kelsey nodded, his jaw set in determination. "We'll split up and cover more ground that way. We need to be thorough and fast." Tony, who had been quiet up until now, spoke up. "What about Inishola and Kamsy? Are they aware of the situation?" "Inishola knows," An

"Can I ask you, what kind of relationship did you and Angelo have together?" Kasmy asked.It was morning, and Inishola told us to get ready for another mission"Not now Kamsy" I mumbled while staring at the building.We only had 1 hour, to break in And get what we needed, I didn't want disturbance."Then when huh!" He whispered and yelled at meRolling my eyes, I walked out of our hiding spot."What's your deal, am with you that's all that freaking matters!" I yelled while throwing my hand upKamsy’s face darkened as Emily stormed out of their hiding spot. The tension between them was palpable, hanging in the air like a storm cloud. He followed her, his voice low but filled with frustration. "Emily, this isn't just about the mission. It's about us. I need to know where we stand."Emily glanced back at him, her eyes blazing. "We stand here, right now, trying to complete this mission. That’s all that matters."Kamsy clenched his jaw, his frustration growing. "You can't keep avoiding thi

Brothers in ArmsThe dim light of the cell flickered slightly as the brothers gathered around Victor Serkov. His once imposing figure was now slumped against the cold stone wall, his face battered and bruised. The air was thick with tension, and the room smelled of sweat and blood.Tony paced back and forth, his frustration evident in every step. "Does this mean we can meet Emily now?" he asked loudly, his impatience breaking through the silence.Kelsey glanced at Victor's beaten-up body, his expression unreadable. "We have to make sure this Victor Serkov person tells us why he was after her in the first place," he said, his voice calm but firm.Xender, his fists clenched, glared at Victor. "Maybe we should just do it right now," he said through gritted teeth. "Looking at him just makes me pissed.""Chill, no need to rush," Austin interjected, his tone measured as he walked around the cell, inspecting every corner.Chris, leaning against the wall, spoke quietly, almost to himself. "Do

Eyes in the ShadowsFrom the shadows of a nearby alley, a figure watched as Emily and her friends strolled through the city. The observer’s eyes were keen, tracking every movement of Emily, Kamsy, and Amy. This was not the first time they had been under surveillance, but they were blissfully unaware of it. The observer had been following Emily for weeks, blending into the background, unnoticed yet vigilant.As Emily and her friends walked past, the figure slipped out of the alley and joined the flow of pedestrians. From this distance, it was easy to keep track of them without drawing attention. The observer noted how Emily’s laughter brightened her face, making her look younger and carefree. It was a stark contrast to the worry that had etched itself into her features recently.The observer’s attention shifted to Kamsy. His protective nature was evident in the way he stayed close to Emily, his eyes constantly scanning their surroundings. The observer recognized this behavior; it was t