After I calmed Sadie down and made sure she was comfortable and resting, I grabbed my phone and called Dante. “I’m my office.” My three words were enough to have him moving towards the room. I glanced at Sadie for a moment realising she must be tired and so startled by this sudden news. I was too. And it angered me how she was pregnant for a week or two and I had no idea. And, I just got a call from Nikolai this afternoon that Mitchelle and Alejandro were seen together in one of the political parties among the candidates of the Russian Federation. If and if by any means Mitchelle get into politics, I wouldn’t be able to touch him. He’d have government forces, outnumber me in terms of both men and weapons. He’d be untouchable and power would blind him. The first person he’d come for was me. It was fine as long as it involved me, but now that Sadie was pregnant, I couldn’t risk her or our child. Our child. The anxiety-tinged joy filled my chest again, crowding out the remnants
Silvio remained unusually silent during breakfast. His jaw was tensed and so were his eyes. He hadn’t talked to me since last night I fell asleep in his arms. I didn’t know what, but something was wrong. Dante seemed concerned too. I cleared my throat. “I’ll have to go to the clinic today.” That got his attention as he whisked his head at me. Eyes still losing the spark they held whenever he looked at me. Concern etched across my face as I noticed his unusual behaviour, a silent unease settling within me. The rhythmic pulse of worry mirrored in my eyes.His jaw ticked once again and his eyes narrowed. “You’re not leaving the house.” The breakfast table became suddenly silent. I understood his worry but I could leave Margaret and the twins with all the work. I also knew he’d force me to stay at home, so I was just going to go today so that I could pile up the files I left pending. If I could, I’d request him to let me go to the clinic once or twice a week. I hope he agrees. I shoo
“What the fuck did you just say?” I gripped the phone tighter, nearly crushing it as my disbelief morphed into burning rage. “What the fuck do you mean Silas is in Italy?”“I don’t know how we missed this, there has been something strange happening in Mrs Salvatore’s clinic. I just did the monthly security check and there are some new faces.” Micah’s voice was tense. “I am trying to get the information but their files are blank. I don’t think we hired those guards.” There was another long pause and then he said. “I believe that they work for Silas. Yet I am sure but I have some suspicions. I will check the clinic footage and report if I find something unusual.”My rage deepened with every sentence he spoke. “How did they fucking got in the clinic when I told you—” I took a deep breath. It was no use yelling at him. First I needed to make sure Sadie was safe. “Anyways, inform Dante about the situation.” “I did,” Micah mumbled. There was a little hesitancy in his voice. Something I had
Russia was as cold as I remembered—probably colder than my eyes as I looked at Nikolaev. The cold seeped through the thick layers of clothing and settled deep within my chest, making me feel as if I’d never felt the warmth again. I never liked Russia, and that was the reason why I avoided doing business with Nikolaev. I couldn’t stand the weather.But just like last time, here I was, and this time, with ulterior motives.The moment it was inveterate Sadie was kidnapped, I felt my body numbing, it was a kind of reaction that left Micah stunned too. I wasn’t screaming, I wasn’t yelling, yet a chill ran down my spine, for the first time in several years. Something I have never felt after my mother died—I swallowed. Not dead. She was still alive.It should have brought warmth to my chest, yet all it brought was coldness, the glacial embrace of the past and memories I thought I had forgotten.“Maybe you should reconsider your plan.” Nikolaev’s voice interrupted my thoughts. For a moment I
The blindfold tightened around my eyes, pushing me into dense darkness. Silas's firm grip on my arm dragged me forward, and the air grew colder with each step. I shivered, not just from the biting cold, but from the uncertainty that enveloped me. My senses heightened due to the lack of vision.Silas's possessive and commanding touch sent a shiver down my spine. I resisted the urge to pull away, my jaw clenched in frustration. It was infuriating how he had control as if I were nothing more than a pawn in his twisted revenge game. My steps stumbled as he dragged me to god know where. The air in the place felt damp, and the faint echoes of distant pained moans reached my ears.Dante and Seb were not far behind. The muffled sounds of their pained groans served as disturbing background noise, intensifying my unease. I strained to hear any other clues about our surroundings, but the cold silence of the place only added to the confusion. I hated ho
Silas stormed through the cemented hallways, his impatience radiating like a storm about to break loose. His finely tailored suit seemed incongruent with the turmoil churning within him. His piercing gaze quickly caught the guards standing at the end. His speed quickened as he stormed towards them.The guard looked up, his eyes widened at Silas. He could feel the anger radiating off him in waves. "Who brought him here?" Silas growled, his voice cutting through the stillness like a blade. He grabbed the guard by the collar of his shirt, his grip firm and commanding. The guard was caught off guard by the sudden onslaught, trembled under his' grip."I-I... I don't know, Mr. Anderson," the guard stuttered, his words escaping in a nervous stammer. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead as he struggled to maintain composure under his penetrating gaze.Silas tightened his grip, frustration simmering beneath his composed exterior. Silvio couldn’t be here. It would ruin everything, every sin
As the door creaked open, I jumped startled, my eyes widening in both fear and confusion. Silas limped in, the dim light casting grotesque shadows on his battered face, his grin resembling that of a crazy predator. The atmosphere shifted instantly. Chained and vulnerable, I looked up, my breath catching.He was bleeding from his nose, and his cheeks and the side of his face were swollen. I didn’t want to think how he managed to get himself beaten up.I was battling within when a yelp left my lips.Silas stormed toward me, a manic gleam in his hazel eyes. In one swift, brutal motion, he seized my arm, yanking me up with a fierce force that made me thrash violently against his grip. My gaze filled with terror and confusion. A low cut on his lips, nose broken, blood seeping through his skin. I swallowed.“Let go!” I screamed as the chains around my wrists rattled.My breath caught as he cupped my jaw and squeezed it hard. Tears danced in my eyes as I glared at him."See, this is what you
“Don’t worry, I’ll change that.” He whispered, his lips pressing a chilling kiss against the back of my neck. Tremors ran through me, a foreboding sense of danger lingering.He moved away, wiping the blood from his nose, and a crazy glint danced in Silas's eyes. Panic gripped me, and I shot up. "Where are you going?" I pleaded, the chains rattling. He walked to the door, limping yet he held the power to twist the fate. Something terrible was going to happen.His eyes wild and crazed turned to me. "You said love can't be controlled, just trying to prove you wrong." His hand twisted the doorknob, and anxiety pulsed through me."Silas!" I screamed, thrashing against the stiff chains. What was he planning? And he looked over his shoulder at me and winked before shutting the door behind him.My heart stopped beating, the silence engulfed me. He wouldn’t harm anyone, would he? A few minutes passed in silence, and I waited.Footsteps echoed outside, accompanied by groans. The door burst open