Farren's Point of View It was clear that I had caught him off guard. His knuckles went bone white on the backrest of the couch. Eyes widened slightly. But his jaw had fallen open. There was a long moment of silence before he tried to speak again. Stuttered, instead of speaking as fluently as he always did. "Where?" It was all he could get out and I felt my heart break for him. For the family Dominique had destroyed. The man had poisoned his brother against him. Killed his mother. Now he claimed the life of the youngest Ramirez. All in cold blood. All to make a mad grab for power that was never meant to be his. This reminded me of how futile and fragile life could be. I swallowed down the acid in my throat. Recalled the events as best I could. The simple answer was that Roberto had died beside me in a field somewhere heading for his escape. The more complicated answer was that he had died with his mother and the bullet had just finished him off. "We were heading for the road to tr
Farren's Point of ViewNo matter how much I scrubbed or how much soap I used, I could still feel the blood drip from my body. Could see the man bleeding to death in front of me. His mouth foamed red as he choked on it. Tried to get in another breath but was only met with gurgling. Even the sound vibrated in my ears. Lingered too close for my liking. The hot water might have soothed my muscle if only I could relax. Unclench them. But they remained taut. Stressed. Gunpowder still hung in the air and I felt trapped in my surroundings.Nothing would make me forget the events of the last few hours. Roberto's lifeless body on the cold ground somewhere. They wouldn't bury him. Wouldn't give him the decency. Because at the end of the day, he had betrayed his father for a girl he never knew. And he had paid the ultimate price because of it.Switching off the taps, I exhaled. Steam curled around me. Became a blanket of white for my mind to imbed images on. Running. Jumping. Screaming. It all f
Farren's Point of ViewHe looked peaceful when he was asleep. Every muscle in his face relaxed. His chest expanded and collapsed at an even rate. It was well into the morning but Camilo was still beside me, dreaming away. No work to rush him. No one barging in for meetings. Just us in this blissful moment.It brought a smile to my face. Banished my fears of yesterday. He was beside me and I was no longer alone. Safe. Sound.His hair was plastered to his forehead from sweat. Curled in every direction imaginable. Jeans rode high on his hips. Shirt tucked almost beneath his chin. Even in his messiest state, I thought he was handsome. Could trace every curve of his abs with my fingertips.It was a tempting thought, one that brought heat to my cheeks. But that would be considered assault and I had no intention of becoming that kind of person. Although, he looked like a meal ready to be devoured. I trailed his stomach down. Could see the top of his V-line before his clothes devoured his bod
Alejandro's Point of ViewEven though the kitchen was the furthest place from Farren's room, we could hear her scream his name. Hear her moan in pleasure. Rafael was sitting across from me as it happened. Smirked when the first few moans came. Then when it turned a bit louder, he stiffened. Looked up to where the stairs were.You could see the unease on his face. A twinge of jealousy in his twitching brow. But he remained in his seat. Sipped on his mug of coffee whilst I buttered some toast. It wasn't early by any means and most of us had slept in. At least some had more pleasant wake-ups than others.After another round of Farren screaming Camilo's name, Rafael's jaw tightened. I was sure his mug was going to break in his hand by then. His knuckles had lost all color. So had his face."How can you sit there and eat your toast as if nothing is happening?" Rafael growled out. I raised a brow at him. Wanted to smirk at the uneasy tone of his voice. But I carried on chewing and swallowed
Farren's Point of ViewMy body was spent. But in the best kind of way. Camilo had fallen on his back beside me. Unfurled his arm. I gladly crawled into him and placed my head on his chest. Heard the rapid beating of his heart. Strong arms wrapped around my middle. Pulled me into him.It was the safest I had felt in a long time. Knew that this was where I wanted to remain for the rest of my life. Although the moment lasted for a lifetime, I knew that we had to get up and going. Had to make plans for what happened after this.I groaned in his arms and twisted so that my back was to him. Camilo chuckled. Drew me in again. "What's wrong, princess?" He asked, voice a tad hoarse from our previous activities. "I don't want to get up." I groaned again and tried to cover us with the blanket. Camilo chuckled again and batted the blanket away. "You know we have to. Work isn't going to do itself. Besides, you need to find good contractors for your home renovation today. Time is ticking." He mad
Rafael's Point of ViewI had never been jealous before. It had never been in my nature. But the thought of another man touching Farren drove me through the roof. I had come to terms with Alejandro... Maybe even Camilo. Or so I had thought until I heard those noises coming out of my mate's room. Heard her moan his name. Scream it when she climaxed. Which made my insides curdle and twist. Turned my soul into something I was unfamiliar with. He brought out something in her that I knew I never could. A wild side she had never shown me before. It was evident in the way she looked at him. Clung to him. Said his name, like a mortal praying to a god. I had always hoped I would be worshipped in much the same way. But I never would. Throwing myself into work was the only option I had to calm down. The only place I had a slither of control left. Which didn't say much about my life because even my work had become turbulent. Striding across the garden, I counted the men on patrol. There were s
Farren's Point of ViewThe house was a mess. All of the doors to the place had been ripped out. Windows were broken. Counters bashed in. It looked more like a war site than anything else. Although, it had been in essence. The place where my family was attacked because of me. The extent of the damage was so severe, I knew I was going to have a hefty bill by the end of the restoration."We tried to keep them outside but they stormed in when you didn't come out," Alejandro said behind me.His voice was devoid of any emotion. Or so he tried to make it seem. I could tell from the slight hitch at the end he felt bad for ruining my home. For what this feud had cost me.All the new furniture I had bought lay in pieces all around. Even the cupboard doors in the kitchen were hanging at odd angles. As if they would find me in there. Searched the most unlikely places. Sighing, I stepped over the glass from the door. "It's not your fault. I just didn't bargain on spending my money on this, you k
Farren's Point of ViewAlejandro had walked out in front of us. All but skipped to the hole in the wall we had to go through. Once my house was finished, we really had to look into collapsing the rest of the wall as well. Make it one large property instead of two. That way our kids would be able to visit their grandmother freely.If Mrs. Parades wanted to, we could even build a third house in the middle. One big happy family. The thought of it brought joy to my soul. Everything felt fuzzy. A happy dream that I wanted more than anything else.When I had gotten to Lupitum, I never imagined I would end up here. Be this excited for a future here. But Camilo had shown me his kind side. Alejandro had shown me that even the most traumatized and violent people could be gentle. Rafael showed me that they would always fight for what was theirs.Fight for me."Who did Camilo call?" I blurted, ripping myself away from the dreams I had woven.Rafael smiled and clasped my hand in his as we walked.