HAKAN***After disposing Destros and burning his damn house to the ground, I left with the men I came with. No one spoke to me or tried to ask me any questions because they could all clearly see that I wasn’t in the mood. I was fucking pissed, and at the same time, I felt a sliver of something I hadn’t felt for a long time, fear. I realised why they say that people only feel fear when they have something to lose. Sure, I’ve had my wealth as something to lose, and my brothers in arms, but it was different. Firstly, I knew that even if I lost everything I owned, that I would still be able to make more money to replace it. And I trusted my brothers to be able to handle themselves in whatever circumstance so there was no need for fear for them. But right now, knowing where Nightingale was, and the possibility of what could be happening to her right now was driving me crazy with worry.I had only known her for one night, but I knew for a fact that she would do anything for her sister. I w

HAKAN***“I do hope I have your attention now.” I said with a nonchalance I didn’t feel.I was angry, so damn angry, but I didn’t let it show on my face. The guard I had tortured a little before he spilled his guts didn’t say anything about Nightingale which I’m honestly not sure if it’s a reassuring sign or not. Maybe she hasn’t gotten here yet, or maybe she was killed off before she could even get inside. Even as it has low security, the place would be hard for someone like her with no experience to get into.“Who the fuck are you?” He yelled at me as he grabbed his leg.“Do you know who I am? I will have you beheaded for this, you…”He kept rambling while I took my time removing the disguise on my face. In here, I didn’t need it. There were no cameras here, and after I’m done with him, there would be no witness to my presence here except my men..“You?” He said as he saw my face and I smirked.“Yes, me.”“I will make sure that everything you have will be taken from you, little boy

NIGHTINGALE ** I had to sleep in a park because there was nowhere else to go. I wasn’t alone though, there were other homeless people occupying various positions around the park. I stayed away from all of them but not too far away just in case. There was safety in numbers, even if every other person here would rather run away to save their life than stay to help if there was actually danger around. The money I left my former neighbourhood with was hidden somewhere, I couldn’t risk keeping it with me to avoid getting mobbed. I only kept some spare change that I could get food with. Luckily for all of us, it hadn’t rained since I was here, but I knew that luck would run out soon. I didn’t plan to stay here for long anyway. After leaving the butcher’s club, I contemplated going back to Destros to seek some additional help, but then I thought better of it. He had warned me never to set foot in his territory again. Despite his help with getting me into the butcher’s club, I knew that he

HAKAN ~ Before the show even started, Cherry sent some of her girls that weren’t part of the dance line up for the night over to our booth. One of the women, blonde, nice hips, red lips and a pretty smile approached me. I could see the fear in her eyes that she tried to cover up with her smile. Every other man seated with me looked interested in the females, even Diazo who was usually the stuck up one. I looked like I would rather bite off my finger than be here, and the icy look on my face would scare even a fully grown man, I didn’t blame her. The others already had females draped all over them, and they watched to see if I would let the female walking towards me actually touch me. I’ve been hostile to females these past months because every other woman’s touch just reminded me that they weren’t my Nightingale. They didn’t smell like her, didn’t look like her, didn’t smile like her, didn’t move like her. But I was here to try and forget about Nightingale, to have fun, break out of

HAKAN~Every minute that passed by was agony. I haven’t felt this much desire for a woman ever since I lost… no, I won’t say her name, I won’t think about her. Memories of her would only make me lose my nerve and leave. I was here to get over my dry spell. It was time to accept the fact that she was gone and I would never see her again, even if it hurt to think about. I listened to my men talking and laughing and asked for something stronger to drink. I was too tense despite forcing myself not to bring up the memories of the woman I really wanted to be with me. Nightingale.Fuck! Not thinking about her was impossible, especially now that I was about to touch another woman. It felt like I was betraying her by being here, by thinking of that dancer and planning to have a one night stand with her. I drank the whole glass the second Sebas delivered it to me and he whooped. I requested for another glass and he got me the whole bottle instead. Every bottle of alcohol in this room cost thou