RICHARD'S POV.
I arrived at the scene a few minutes ago and watching my men kick and beat her up was entertaining. She was in a terrible shape, dragging her bloodied body on the wet concrete, looking for a way to escape. I stepped in front of her, blocking her path and she lifted her head, opening her swollen eyelids slowly. The look of shock and disgust present in those blue blazing orbs of hers made my body tingle with excitement.
"Where are you going to baby doll?' you look very bad." I mocked.
"You know, watching you search my study and trying to escape through the window was fun!!" I said, squatting to maintain eye contact with her.
I grabbed her swollen face and
SNOW'S POV.The world has always been a dangerous place, a place where men with power and authority ruled over the weak and defenseless.That was the world I grew up in;my world.At the young age of twenty four, I would say that I am a living proof of success and am damn proud of my accomplishments. Of course, I couldn't have done that all by myself. I've always had the support of my brotherAce. I remember the night my father brought him home, he was wounded, broken and we thought he wasn't going to make it but he did. He's always been a fighter and his deep hatred for the Russian syndicate and affection towards blue eyed girls was fascinating.Five years ago, my parents were killed in a crash and since then it's being just the two of us.In this dangerous game of rule or be ruled, you need loyalty, support and of course; trust and I was very lucky on that part.The Italian ma
SNOW'S POV."Cisonostatipiùattacchicontrodiloronessunvantaggioragionevolesu chi fosseresponsabile. Dovesiè ingradodiscoprirequalcosa?"{There's been more attacks on themand no reasonable lead on who is responsible. Where you able to find out anything?}"Prendeteunuomopillolafreddo,queidimwitsstannofinalmenteottenendoquello&n
ROSELLE'SPOVIt's been five months.Five months since I woke up in the hospital alone and ready to be interrogated by the police.Five months since I fled the hospital and found my saviour.And two months of unleashing terror!!Finally, the universe was working in my favour; trusting Mr kim was the best decision I've made so far and I wish I did sooner.I had expected him to turn me out when I came knocking.I expected him to call the authorities on me but instead, he pulled me in.He fixed my broken thumb; courtesy of trying to break free from the handcuffs, he tended to my wounds and nursed me back to health.His love...his warmth...It reminded me of what I missed out on as a child; of what I should have experienced with my father. Those foreign emotions broke me into bits and at the same time filled me with rage; hot boiling rage!!Rage of what I had to give u
ROSELLE'SPOVWho would have thought that a day like this would come?? The sight of these perpetrators on their knees, stripped down to their undergarments, gagged and bound was beautiful. I could feel their fears, hear their hearts racing and I relished in knowing that their heart beats were numbered.Adam looked like he could kill and Liana was shaking her head with a silent plea; begging me not to hurt them.Who are you?What do you want?Who sent you?Those unspoken questions swimming in their minds reflected perfectly in their eyes."Hurry up child, we don't have much time. I'll keep a watch outside",Mr.Kim said and turned to leave."Let's begin shall we?"I asked staring straight into their eyes.Ten years ago, you had a man and his family killed. He worked for your syndicate; he served your family and you killed him; you
RICHARD'SPOVThe sight of my parents butchered like animals and drowning in a pool of their own blood stripped me bare of my defenses. It was a mental blow; proving that the Vladimir's weren't untouchable after all. Guards were scattered around the place like insects, handling procedures and cleaning up the mess.This is a dream!!This is unbelievable!!What sort of monster would do something like this??How was he able to breach our security??This has to be a fucking dream!!The horrendous stench of blood and death and the pain from sinking my finger nails into my flesh was a slap on my fucking face, telling me otherwise.This was real and I had to face it.
SNOW'S POVIt's been five days since I abducted her.I still find it hard to believe she's the one we've been looking for. She looks too innocent with very soft and delicate features and an intricate personality.As soon as I took off her hood, long chocolate brown hair cascaded around her like a thick curtain and I had to fight the urge to tuck some strands behind her ears.Her large doe eyes were the lightest shade of blue, making her look like she was from a fairy tale. They looked so magical, they could disarm anybody and for a brief moment I thought that she might be wearing contacts.Her lips looked soft and pink and I imagined how they would feel smashed against mine.Her high cheek bones and sharp jawline lifted defiantly in a silent challenge and her very slender and curvy frame could put any model to shame.If I hadn't seen her clothes drenched in blood and received those pictures of Richard's butchered parents with the
DIMITRI'SPOVDeath has always been the ultimate end for mankind.The only thing I am yet to tame; the only thing I have no control over.If there was a way to strike a bargain with the grim reaper for control and authority over that costly dent in nature, I would.If he wanted half my possessions and even the syndicate, I would have gladly given it away.. not because I want to return theloved onesit's snatched with it's ugly grasp but because I want to have the power over my own existence; my own death and demise.Loved ones???I've never being able to harness that silly emotion. I've seen it and even being on it's recei
RICHARD'S POVThe place looked deserted, there was no visible sign of life around."Are you sure this is the place?""Yes sir"the lanky man with a gruff beard standing next to me replied.I signaled for my men to move forward and with drawn weapons, they treaded the concrete until they took their positions, ready to start the show.I could see the trepidation in the way they moved, their weapons shook in their hands and I wanted to slap them silly for letting fear rule them. The truth is, they had every single right to be afraid. They'd seen what those assassins can do. They'd removed the butchered remains of their brothers and friends from a delivery box, some of them had even cleaned up the mess in my home a few days ago and we didn't even know how many others were present in the warehouse.I knew it was going to be a bloodbath and to be honest I could feel tiny webs of fear already spinning in my h