All Chapters of Don Raniero's Downfall : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"Freeze! Don't move or I'd fucking shoot you."Slowly, I raised my hands up in surrender. I bit my quivering lips when I felt the tip of the gun at the back of my head. "It's not what -"Boom!I was knocked out, falling like a dead log of wood on the ground.I've been finally caught. Shit!°•°"The chase is over now because I finally got you, Grisella" A firm voice whispered in my ear. Hearing a voice after a long while of being dumped on this cold ground, made me sit up properly.I almost thought they forgot that they imprisoned someone here. "Who are you?" I asked, turning around. Ah, fuck this blindfold. I would've ripped it off immediately I heard the voice, if my hands weren't tied to my back "Still stubborn, no?" His dark chuckle echoed around the room, making shivers run down my spine. It sounded sinister yet intoxicating."How about you be a man and untie me so I can show you what I'm made of?" I challenged, shaking my hands in an attempt to loosen the rope wrapped around i

"I won't do it" I shook my head, standing my ground as I refused to enter the room. "Don't make me force you in there, Ris" Rosa, the prostitute manager as I've named her in my head, said, glowering at me.'Who the fuck does she think she is?' I thought to myself."My name is Grisella not fucking Ris!" I corrected as I shot her an irritated look. She was beginning to get under my skin. "Welcome to our world where we don't give a flying fuck" She held my hand roughly and began to drag me down through a passage. "He paid exclusive and so you must behave." "I don't want to do this. Let me talk to your boss!" I tried pulling her hands away from mine but they were all futile as her grip was too strongI wanted to scream. My eyes stung with tears but I couldn't let it spill. I just couldn't do that. Not now, not yet."We don't take trivia issues to our boss. I do not want to be called incompetent. I mean, you're just a little brat" She sneered, stopping at a door. "You'll go inside there

Julian's POV"How long are you going to leave her there?" Russo asked, sitting opposite me. I could feel his eyes on me as I worked.I was mad at her. I was mad at her for denying what I thought we had. "I don't know and I don't care" I shrugged, picking up another file"But you said you were going to make her work for it. Staying in Jail isn't working for it, man" Russo said, his voice loud. What was his damn problem."Don't you dare talk to me in such manner!" I yelled, hitting my fist on the table."Sorry, Boss" He said calmly."I know what I'm doing." I sighed, resting my back on the chair. I rubbed my face harshly. I've tried not to dwell on her present situation so much. I didn't want to do this to her but her stubbornness called for it."She's a tough one." I said again. "She's so fucking stubborn and she'll never tune it down until someone puts it out to her" Russo smirked at me. "And you're the someone? Pfft!" He scoffed before continuing. "Let me guess, she's the girl you

Julian's POV "Your freedom is limited. Live like it" I didn't need to see her face before knowing that she was the one. Grisella sat there in the garden with a book. My eyes roamed around her body. Anger coursed through my vein when I saw the kind of outfit she had on."Of course, nobody else would say that if not you" Grisella replied, her eyes still focused on the book.."What are you wearing?" Ignoring her statement, I decided to tackle the current issue on ground. "Cloth" She answered truthfully. However I didn't consider her answer to be truthful."Cloth, my ass. This isn't no damn cloth. Is this how you show off much skin to everyone? Where are your morals?" I eyed her up and down scornfully. She had this short gown that stopped mid thigh. I didn't like it at allShe sighed before shutting her book. I could literally feel the aggression from the way she closed the book but I was more mad. "Do you go around scolding every other girl in here? I mean, if this is a prostitution q

"You know you're so stubborn" I frowned at Julian as I pushed his hand off my shoulder. "Is that what you say to someone who saved your ass?" Russo dropped him on the chair."And who was even talking to you? Besides, I was not shot so far" I argued with Russo who was glaring at me."Your distraction would've gotten you killed." Russo said through gritted teeth. He partially sounded hurt after he said those words but a part of me refused to believe it."I would've survived. I've survived death before so this is less." I said, searching around the living room for anything. "Do you know the kind of bullet -" Russo really didn't want to let this argument die down."If I see it, I'd know" I shot back at him."Enough! Must you two always bicker?" Julian finally spoke up, anger laced in his voice. I almost forgot that the man was in pain."Go get me first aid box" I told Russo. "Keep applying pressure on that spot" I pointed at Julian who in turn glared at me."You don't use that commandi