A/N: Happy new year everyone! I partied a little too hard and got sick XD. Next chapter would be the much anticipated confrontation. I will publish in 3 days. Embrace!
78. Audacity>I had so much to offer it would have blown his fuckin mind. That day, I didn’t even go to my room and headed straight to his doorstep. I cried on way to Michigan and thought I should leverage my rage. I was resolved to unleash my fury. The only problem… He went away. It’s been three days and Mikolaj isn’t back yet. I am afraid caring for his daughter is placating my anger.Right now, I am cradling her in my lap, trying to put her to sleep. I do not know how he did this, but Jonas and I struggled to put her to bed for past two nights. Jonas gave up and told me to try first, which is a surprise. Because he rarely leaves me alone. My guess—Mikolaj asked him to monitor me. Out of sheer necessity, Miko asked me to watch Jessie. I wonder how much Jonas knows. Everything? Some of it? Or nothing at all? He is acting his usual self. I cannot help but feel bitter towards him anyway. So I do not talk to him unless absolutely necessary.Jessie’s eyes are heavy with s
79. She knows > The ride home is silent as I try to steal a few minutes of sleep. What happened in Poland was completely unexpected. Took me all my control to stir things in Antoni’s favor. He was pleased, but intel gained during this visit was unsettling. “Is dad okay? He wasn’t responding to my calls.” Jonas asks casually, but I can hear undertone of concern in his voice. “Even you were hard to reach…” I cannot keep hiding this information. “He got into a minor accident.” It wasn’t an accident, but a deliberate attempt to assassinate him. For once, Antoni didn’t want to bother Jonas. He admitted, feeling relieved that his son was away from the conflict. His statement made me realize he was in deep shit. That was the only reason I stayed to help him out. “WHAT? Is he okay?” “He is fine.. but has some stitches on face. It was hard for him to talk.” Jonas shakes his head, letting out a bitter laugh. “As always, you believed it was wise to keep this information fr
Revenge>“Not everyone is twisted like you,” she snarls and I tsk.How naive.“Are you sure?” I mock her, walking towards my desk. Ramsey didn’t mind. So Garrett could do it too. “It wouldn’t be the first time Adam’s using their kid as bait.” I wince as I bend to grab some pills. Something is wrong. Maybe I should have asked Jonas to take me to the emergency room instead. Taking a seat, I look around my desk. Riley has created a mess here. Ignoring everything, I fix my gaze at her.Garrett wouldn’t have let her come to Michigan if she had told him about me. My guess is he doesn’t know yet or maybe he does… After popping one pill out of bottle, I put a cigarette between my lips and say, “Take a seat, Riley. It’s going to be a long night.”She shakes her head in disbelief. “You don’t have any remorse or an ounce of shame…” she adds after a quick pause, making her way to the door. “I don’t need to talk to you.”I press the button down on my table and it locks the ro
81. Szef Mafii… Young Mikolaj …– 20 years ago –.“I need to know there isn’t some slaughter going on in my own fuckin house,” I burst at Philip as he glances towards my home in uncertainty. “I will go in. If I don’t come back. Call the cops.”I watch him from a distance as he knocks at the door. The ongoing argument inside the house subsides. My heart is beating fast, expecting the worst, but nothing happens as Philip simply disappears into the house. Is that a good sign?I have no idea who opened the door. It can’t be my family. If that was the case, Philip would have returned to take me with him. I glance at my watch, unable to stay still as a million questions swirl around in my mind. How long has this been going? Is this why Antoni called me this morning? How come the neighbors haven't called the cops? Maybe they think it’s just a family feud… I glance at the windows of the house I am standing next to. It looks like they aren’t at home.Five minutes pass then another five. My f
82. Eye for an EyeTW: This chapter mentions severe burn injuries and death.… Young Mikolaj …– 20 years ago –“Wipe blood off your face,” Antoni says, handing me a tissue box. My skin crawls as I touch my face and see the redness on my fingertips. “Fuck,” I mutter, cleaning my face with one hand while holding the steering with another. I never realized how sticky and thick blood can be. Antoni is busy making some calls, while I pat down my stomach to feel the cut near my waist. It’s stinging, but bleeding doesn’t seem that bad. Not yet, at least.“Now Goddammit, I want them now,” Antoni yells into the phone. Each passing minute feels excruciatingly long as I try to concentrate on the task in hand. Are those men still at home? I wish I had a better understanding of what is happening and why he is making the decisions that make no sense to me. I would have told him to call the cops if we hadn’t just killed three men. Thugs or not, It still qualifies for manslaughter. How will it chan
83. Eternal love.—. Mikolaj .—My fingers are shaking with adrenaline as if I took a spoon full of caffeine. Inspecting my bare torso in mirror, I grab a medical kit and throw it on the counter.I never expected her to attack me like that. The idea seems ridiculous, but she managed to draw some scratches on me. This isn’t the Riley I know. I was worried about her safety. But her rage and passion made me realize she wasn’t as fragile as I thought she was.I hope she reads the file. She has been living in a bubble and has no clue how hypothetical her family is. It’s easier to look down at others while sitting on your high horses.‘Your family deserved what happened to them.’She ticked me off real bad. I try not to think about what happened to Mama... Or I would not be able to function. I close my eyes, trying to place my emotions. Do I feel any remorse for hiding my identity from Riley? No. Do I have any sympathy for her? Not exactly. I feel bad. But not bad enough to spare Ramsey and
84. Best Friend— . Riley . —“You think you can do that?” he asks with a calculating glint in his eyes while I try to decipher his ulterior motive.“What purpose will it solve?”“Come on now, it’s obvious. If you don’t do this, it will only be a race. ‘Who will publish the article sooner?” He air-quotes. “Me or Ramsey. If you tell them you are dating me… They will understand the gravity of this situation. Why would your grandfather listen to you otherwise?” He seems highly amused and so sure that Granddad wouldn’t heed to my warning. While I stay frozen in my spot, unable to utter a word.Is he right?“After that, I will arrange a meeting to discuss getting off each other’s backs. Just the way you want. No more cycle of revenge.”Lump in my throat forms bigger as I look down at the beige carpet under my feet. No more revenge... But what are the implications for me? When I came to his room, I thought he wouldn’t agree to anything I suggested. If he has come to a compromise, I should ta
85. Mirror— . Mikolaj .—I throw a quick glance at her phone logs while making my way to bedroom. There are no calls or messages after our confrontation in the study. But she sent a text to Garrett a few hours ago.‘…..There is something I need to tell you.….I am sorry I didn’t tell you any sooner.’Sitting on the edge of the bed, I take a breath. It was sheer luck she didn’t tell anyone about us and I have to make best use of this situation. I have raked my mind and there’s no other way.Of course, I will choose my blood over an enemy’s daughter. Two decades ago, we were left with no alternatives. Antoni took our parents into hiding while I made rounds of law firms, without fully understanding what was happening. Investigation against us, on top of losing my family, was too much. Jonas shouldn’t have to experience what I went through. I promised Maria that much and will keep my word.Steeling myself, I type a message to Garrett, then throw her phone in my drawer. I hope it does the