All Chapters of FOREVER BOUND IN DARKNESS : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Vikram's POV The meeting with Donald was supposed to be the big moment. I had been waiting for days, thinking about how we could finally get rid of Emilio. Every plan we came up with seemed like a good idea at first. But when we tried to make it happen, it always fell apart. It was like trying to build a sandcastle, but the waves kept washing it away. I was getting really frustrated. We had tried so many times to get rid of Emilio, but he just wouldn't go down. I was starting to feel desperate. I remember the first time we tried to ambush Emilio. We had been watching him for a while, so we knew his routine and where he would be. We chose a dark alley as the perfect spot to catch him. But it didn't work out that way. Emilio walked out of the alley without a scratch, while our men were left lying on the ground, hurt and bruised. That failure still hurts. It's like a burn that won't go away. Then we tried to poison Emilio. Donald said it would be impossible to detect, that it woul

Lucas's POV"I can feel it, my father is dead," I said, my voice shaking. Emilio looked at me like I had lost my mind. His eyes were wide, his face filled with confusion. He didn’t say anything at first, just stared at me like I was speaking a foreign language."Lucas, what are you talking about?" Emilio finally asked, stepping closer to me. "What do you mean your father is dead? You haven’t even spoken to him in weeks."I shook my head, my hands trembling. "I just know, Emilio. I can feel it. Something’s wrong. And Vikram..." I trailed off, my mind racing. "Vikram is hiding something from me. I’ve tried calling him, but he won’t answer. He’s avoiding me."Emilio frowned, crossing his arms over his chest. "Lucas, you’re getting worked up over nothing. You need to calm down.""I can’t calm down!" I snapped, my voice rising. "Something is wrong, Emilio. I can feel it in my bones. My father is dead, and Vikram knows something. He’s keeping secrets from me."Emilio sighed, running a hand

Lucas's POVThe pain in my chest was nothing compared to the fury boiling inside me as I watched Vikram lunge at Emilio. Time seemed to slow down, and for a moment, all I could hear was the pounding of my heart, drowning out Emilio's gasp of pain. My best friend, my partner, the man I loved—hurt because of Vikram's uncontrollable rage."No!" I shouted, rushing to Emilio's side as he stumbled, clutching the knife wound in his side. Blood seeped through his fingers, staining his shirt a deep crimson. My hands trembled as I reached out to steady him, my heart shattering at the sight of his pain.Emilio's eyes met mine, filled with a mixture of shock and determination. "Lucas... I'm okay," he whispered, his voice strained but steady.I shook my head, refusing to believe his words. "You're not okay, Emilio. You’re hurt. We need to get you out of here."Vikram stood a few feet away, the knife still in his hand, his eyes filled with a cold, bitter rage. I could see the satisfaction on his fa

Lucas's POV "What are your plans, Emilio?" I asked, leaning against the kitchen counter, watching him carefully.Emilio sat on the couch, his face serious. "I need to get stronger. I can't stay like this, Lucas. I feel so weak. My body isn't what it used to be."I nodded, understanding his frustration. "You've been through a lot. The injuries you took were severe. But you're getting better every day."He shook his head, looking down at his hands. "It's not fast enough. I need to speed up the process. There has to be something that can help.""Actually, there is," I said, walking over to sit beside him. "I heard about this special cream. It's supposed to help with healing and strengthening muscles. I can get it for you."His eyes lit up with hope. "Really? You think it'll work?""It's worth a try," I assured him. "I'll head out now and pick it up.""Thank you, Lucas," he said, his voice filled with gratitude. "I don't know what I'd do without you.""Don't mention it," I replied, stand

Vikram's POV “Whereu are you, Lucas? Why won’t you pick up your phone?” I muttered under my breath, pacing the length of my living room. The silence around me flelt heavy, like a thick fog pressing on my chest. It had been two days since I last heard from Lucas. Two days! That wasn’t like him. Not at all.The last time we met, we had just left the Master’s meeting. Something about that encounter left a sour taste in my mouth. The way Emilio had been watching Lucas—like a hawk watching its prey—it didn’t sit right with me. And now? Now Lucas was gone. Silent. Not a word, not a text. My worry had started small, like a tiny flame, but now it was raging, consuming every thought I had.“Emilio,” I growled, my voice low and dangerous. That name alone made my fangs itch to come out. Emilio had always been trouble, always lurking in the shadows, stirring up chaos. And now, with Lucas missing, I couldn’t ignore the gnawing thought in my head. What if Emilio had something to do with this?I sa