She stepped off the car. She couldn't pluck away her worry and anxiety for her family. It continued revolving in her head. A soft touch pulled her away from the continuous nagging of her thoughts. He was the reason she could spend her days and nights waiting for the weekend. His fingers curled around her waist, tugging her to his side. She glanced at him. A smile crawled on her face. Her husband brought a hand up to shade his eyes, drafting his gaze around. He looked so handsome. She wasn't certain to express her feelings to him. But she wrote something on the paper for him. "There's no danger." She told him, smiling. Though, Ricco was still on the run. She believed her husband and brothers wouldn't sit calmly until they found him, or locked him up in the dungeon. The corners of his lips pulled up. He kissed the side of her temple. "You never know, wife." They strode away from the vehicle. She let out a heavy breath, preparing herself to face whate
The morning sun rays were coming through the window and were laying on her beautiful face. She squeezed her eyes tighter, making wrinkles around them. She sighed softly while turning her back toward the window. Fresh air was flying through it bringing flowers' smell from the large garden on the other side of the window, making her nose fill with them. A soft smile crawled on her face. She tried to disappear in her sleep again. Abruptly, she heard the bangs on the closed door and heard it opening. It irritated her. She wanted to slap the face of the person who dared to open her door without her permission. " We've been attacked, ma'am. " Her employee Avni shouted in a trembling voice. There was an alarm in her tone. It shook her off from her attempt of sleeping again. She was in black shorts and a blue crop top. Her long brown hair was resting on the pillow spreading all over it. She heard her heart picking race though she was trained to face anythi
Present Her pulse quickened, heart thudded hard in her chest. In her brother's absence, she was incharge. The door was wide open. She could see it from a distance. She quickened her pace toward her room and entered. There were two men in black suits. Their guns were pointed at Sara. Her face was blanched with fear. Her hands were secured around her belly. Her lips flattened in anger. 'Bloody morons! Don't they know how to treat a pregnant lady?' She thought and scowled at them. She instantly pulled the drawer open. She wrapped her fingers around the gun and drew it out. She moved swiftly. Her eldest brother had always praised quickness within her while training her. Before they could point their guns at her. She clicked the trigger and shot twice one after another in their heads as her brother taught her. They were dead on the ground. " Shelbina! " Sara shouted in terror and also sighed in relief. Her smile couldn't hide her h
She rubbed her temple and turned to stare at the house. She clutched the gun tightly in her hand and braced herself, inhaling softly. She moved forward determined to destroy them. She entered the house from the back door. The kitchen was near it. She looked left and then right. When she found no one. She stepped into the kitchen. She pressed the hidden button behind the double-door refrigerator. She looked over her shoulder. The secret door wide opened. She heard a squeal. "Thank God! It's you, ma'am." Lucy almost shouted in relief. " Shhh… " She shushed her while frowning at her. "All the staff members are here?" She asked slowly as she didn't want to attract them before her staff walked out of here, safely. "No, ma'am. Avni is missing." She whispered. "She's safe and out of here. " She scrunched her lips. Lucy smiled and clapped her both hands together looking relieved that her friend was out of danger. She
She was stressing that they would take her out of the country and many negative thoughts were running through her head. It had been hours for them to drive. She was thinking about Sara. She was praying that her brother would have met her. She was hoping that they would be safe. Once she made a promise she knew to keep it and she made sure of it to fulfill at any cost. She rested her back, sighing softly. She was feeling dead tired after sitting for hours in the same spot. She thought about taking a nap. But she was surrounded by enemies. Definitely, it would not be a good idea. She was waiting for them to stop the car. She could tell their Boss must be waiting for her heartily as he didn't show himself. Coward! She didn't really get it? Why did they want Sara? Her father died in a car accident a few years ago. Her mother must be in her house in the Italy. She had a decent family, a peace-loving one. There wasn't even a wage possibility of any enemy. Th
She drifted her eyes around, the same four people from his gang were also there. The leader was standing with the help of a second person. She could see the person who blindfolded her and others. One's forehead was swollen. She roamed her eyes around. It was a big hall with white walls and the same paint on the roof. It was fully empty except for two wooden chairs around a wooden table. She found one goon leering at her. It was really making her uncomfortable as she was standing without clothes. It made her fidgeting and her hands were itching to hit someone. His icy blue eyes met her. "Make her sit." He ordered. The same man stepped ahead who was leering at her. She glared at him exasperatedly. He smiled at her which was showing his bad desire to touch her. He stopped one step away from her. She didn't remove her glare from him. He raised his hand to touch her. She strongly hit him with her head. He fell to the ground. Adam started to laugh again, putting his a
She was getting bored. She went into the study to search for a new fantasy book. Alberto, her brother, added a new collection after fifteen days. He knew his sister loved to read fantasy books instead of love stories. She was running her fingers over the queue of the book's titles. "Twilight, Dead Beautiful, The Kiss of Deception, Relentless." She whispered the names of the titles, "City Of Bones," She pulled it out from the queue. She hadn't read it. She turned on her pointed white heels. It was matching with her white floral dress touching her knees. Alberto was sitting on a chair in the library. His head was in both hands. His coat was on the next chair. Mostly, he put it on the back of the chair. His tie was loosened. He was undoubtedly depressed about something. It wasn't that he fought with his wife over something. Sara was a kind soul. She hadn't seen such a lovely pair. They were made for each other. She paced toward him. Her pointed heels ech
He rushed out of the interrogation hall in vexation. His jaw was clenched. His hands were balled in fists and blood was running in his eyes. "It's looking like you'll kill someone." Adam mocked, coming from behind him, " You both have one thing in common, anger. " He burst into a laugh. "Shut up, Adam." He snapped bitterly. "Alright! Alright! I got it, brother." Adam said, controlling his smile. He went to his office, seething in anger. He wanted to sort out the mystery. "Sir, we have detected where they have kept the girls captured," Justice said. He was his bodyguard and head of security in the house and office. "We are leaving now." He decided. He was still fighting with his anger. He couldn't get the picture. Why was this girl affecting him so much? He wanted to see her more, protect her. He shook his head. "Lucky! Send Margret." He told him. He began to discuss the plan with Justice and instructed his men