LOGIN** (Go to Benjamin's Point of View) **The private jet touched down just before dawn.The moment the cabin door opened, I stepped onto the runway, inhaling the cool morning air before adjusting the cuffs of my tailored suit. For the first time in days, I allowed myself to believe that everything was finally under control.Dwyne was with me.She was safely hidden in one of my private estates, a place known only to a handful of people I trusted with my life.No one would find her there, not even Bradley Castellano. A faint smile curved across my lips.Perhaps I had overestimated him and all of the stories surrounding the so-called Italian Mafia King were nothing more than exaggerated legends created to intimidate his enemies.If he truly possessed that much power… He should have found us already.I slid into the back seat of the waiting Rolls-Royce as my security detail surrounded the vehicle before we drove toward the Harrington estate.Everything seemed normal, too normal. Until my p
**(go to Bradley's Point of View)**It had been less than twenty-four hours since Dwyne disappeared. Yet the entire city no longer breathed the same way; traffic still moved, businesses still opened their doors and people still walked along the sidewalks, unaware that beneath the appearance of normal life, an invisible war had already begun.Every major road leading out of the city was being watched. Every airport had additional security. Private airstrips, cargo terminals, train stations, shipping docks, and border crossings had all received one instruction; to watch everyone, stop anyone suspicious and report everything with no exceptions.Officially, it was described as a joint security operation.Unofficially—Everyone knew who was behind it.Bradley Castellano… The man who had just declared war without ever saying the word.Inside the command room of Castellano Holdings, dozens of large monitors covered one wall, displaying security footage from across the city; names appeared, lo
-The Monster Benjamin Created (Dwyne’s Point of View)-When I woke up again, I immediately knew something was wrong, not because of the room or because of the silence but because my body no longer felt like it belonged to me.My eyelids felt heavy as I forced them open slowly, staring at the unfamiliar ceiling above me while my breathing remained uneven.The drugs again… Yes, I could feel it immediately from how the weakness spreads through my muscles, dull and suffocating, making even the smallest movement feel exhausting.I hated it.God, I hated it so much.I turned my head slightly and noticed the curtains were open this time, allowing dim evening light to slip inside the room.So much time had passed already and I was still here.My jaw tightened.No… I could not let myself think like that.I needed to stay calm, to think and to survive long enough for Bradley to find me, because I knew him. And I knew there was no world where he would stop looking for me, never.The thought alon
I did not go home after that.I did not even slow down.The car was already waiting at the lobby, engine running, door open before I even reached it. The moment I stepped inside, the door shut behind me, and we were already moving.Fast, silent and efficient.“Take me to the house,” I said.My voice was calm and no one questioned it because they understood the situation is urgent and have no time to joke around.The mansion came into view within minutes, the gates already open, guards standing at full alert the moment my car approached. The atmosphere was different from usual; it was tighter and heavier.There was no routin
(**Go to Bradley Point of View**)The cooperation agreement for the acquisition and testing of new weapons required my direct presence, which was the only reason I allowed myself to leave her, even for a short time.It was a remote town in Africa, far from everything familiar, far from her.From the very beginning, something about it did not sit right with me; it was not fear or doubt but a quiet, persistent unease that settled beneath my skin and refused to disappear, no matter how much I tried to focus on the work in front of me.I had left her protected and guarded, surrounded by men who understood exactly what she meant to me.And yet—The distance still felt wrong.The call came when I was in the middle of reviewing the final details of the agreement.My phone vibrated once then again, it was insistent like something urgent.I answered without looking at the number. “Speak.”There was no greeting on the other end; only the kind of silence that carried something already broken.“Mi
Consciousness did not return all at once.It came slowly, like something pulling me upward through thick, suffocating darkness, dragging me back into a body that did not feel like mine.The first thing I noticed was the heavy weight as if every part of me had been drained of strength and replaced with something dull and unresponsive.My fingers twitched slightly or at least I thought they did before my eyes barely opened. Light filtered into my vision in fragments, blurred and unfocused, forcing me to blink several times before the shapes around me began to settle into something recognizable.I inhaled slowly, even that felt wrong; it was too heavy and too controlled.Memory hit me all at once; the car, the struggle and the syringe. Benjamin.My breath hitched and instinctively, I tried to move but I couldn't, nothing happened. A sharp wave of panic surged through me as I forced my body to respond, to react, to do something—Anything.But my limbs refused because I felt so weak and unr
I tried not to look up and stare into his eyes, kept trying to ignore him as I finished my beer. A million thoughts swirled in my head, why is he here? Why is he not leaving? Is he truly the mafia boss?"Why did you f*cking sneak away that day?" I was surprised to hear his question and looked back at
Ugh.. I’m so tired… My whole body hurts all over... No.. I loved my job.. I loved my job.. I loved my job… Ye
"Here," Louis handed me an envelope containing my wages for the day which I happily accepted,"Sure you don't want to come back to work with me? Just look how popular you are tonight." He added kindly. I laughed but shook my head, "If my tuition hasn't been paid maybe I'll stay, but for now just ca
I tried to hold back my emotions and smiled sweetly at the man in front of me, Benjamin, Gilbert along with the others around us looked surprised to see him recognize me, "Happy Birthday, it's free for you." I said casually then thrust a glass of Jagerbomb towards him.He laughed but drank it in on







