“The way you say that, bro, makes it sound like something else happened between him and me... Damn, the hair on my arms is standing on end with the thought. Ugh…” groaned Eron as he grabbed a bigger screwdriver from one of the toolboxes around him.“Ahaha bro, you said that, I didn’t. Your green mind is making you think up thoughts that I never even said.”“Bro, that is NOT helping me and you said you were gonna help. Come on, you can start with you taking out these tires from the wheel rims. These I will definitely have to order because they can’t be salvaged anymore. Damn, whoever did this…”“Speaking of which, the axe we found with your stuff? I originally thought it was Max’s but it’s not his, apparently," Jack said as he started using a long metal tool to remove the tires from the rims.“I kinda thought it was him when I saw that axe. It’s one of the things I saw around the campsite when I went there. He even had one hanging from his hip on the day he told me Diwana was HIS… Fuck

Meanwhile, in another apartment a few minutes away from the Alpha’s suites…“Mommy, is daddy gonna come live with us?” asked the little girl as she dressed up in her PJs, then grabbed her stuffed wolf toy.“Soon, baby, but not right now.”“Yeah Myrrh, he’s got a lot of important things to do, to make us safe. That’s what he told us before we went flying in the eli-kop-ter, right, Mama?” the boy asked as their mom tucked them into bed.“Yes, Victor. He promised to keep us safe.”“I hope he also promised to keep himself safe… he will be safe, right Mama?”“I hope so baby girl, I truly, TRULY hope so…” answered Alicia as she kissed her little girl goodnight.+++“Huh? I don’t remember washing this… and what could it be doing here on a no-laundry day?” Diwana looked in dip thought at the items that were hanging on the clothes line beside the house. “And, from here, I could swear that it’s Eron’s blanket and bed sheets, and I don't recognize this pair of jeans as any of the kids’ clothing…

“Would you like to tell me some more about what you felt?” Eron said, getting within inches from Diwana, and whispering in her ear, sending chills all over her body. His intoxicating smell was making it hard for her to focus on anything else but him. She hugged the blankets even tighter and bit her lip, trying to give an answer to him…“You wouldn’t believe me,” she said, her eyes reflecting all the bad memories that, what she thought was her curse, had given her. "If I told you..."“Try me,” he said in the same low tone, their cheeks almost touching, as they pretty much hid so the kids didn’t get to know about what was happening outside the dining area.“Well...” she made another attempt, “At times, I feel like my senses perceive more than usual, and most of those times, I feel like someone is watching me… and I feel really vulnerable and scared when that happens…”Eron’s hands curled into tight fists, but he made a huge effort to keep his tone serene and sweet.“That makes sense to

The Argerlich Mafia leader was already near his superior’s mansion and though it was still early, he felt the need to call it a day. True, he felt revitalized every time he visited his secret wife and children but it all seemed to be swiftly sapped right out of him the moment he started to travel back to his workplace. Considering who was in that luxurious and massive palatial mansion, the way his mind and body would react to sleeping and living there for days at a time was truly understandable. Especially now that they were about to begin their plan to finally end the governor’s reign.Many would probably wonder why they didn’t just remove their corrupt boss from his position through legal and legitimate ways and then have him arrested. Unfortunately, that was truly hard to do. This damn politician had the money, power, and connections to counter even a full military coup d'etat, which would never happen because he had the police and army in the palm of his hand. Besides, he did no

As if feeling the tension of his friend, The Right Hand then sat down at the Senyor's tea table and smiled at his target. “I would like some, yes, and I hope you don’t mind me being so forward to accept.”“Of course not, since I did ask you first, young man. Hero, please join us here. You are being rude to your childhood friend, my boy,” Antonio called out at the man standing at the door.“I’m sorry, Senyor. Yes, I’ll join you….” The Ogre responded as he turned around and strode towards the two again, realizing that this would be the last time he would be sharing a meal with his beloved father figure. “By the way, are you truly at peace with what you do?”Hero froze in the middle of taking his seat, thinking that the question was aimed at him, but then The Right Hand answered, as the oldest man in the room was looking at him.“I… do what needs to be done. My feelings don’t really matter in the end, Sir,” The Assassin answered above the sound of the tinkling of teaspoons, sugar lids a