Natasha's povPerhaps I was ready to be found. Not from an actual perspective. In a more embodiment sense. Otherworldly sense. Practically majestic.I needed to be found for what my identity was. I believed that somebody should see through the exterior I give everybody. To perceive how I am feeling and thinking. I could be all grins, giggles, and my active, well-disposed, spirited self.Yet, lift that cloth sheet off. You know the one. The one with eyelet trim on the edges. White, however a little ivory in certain spots from staining from the sun.Lift that off, and you will see the wrecked miserable young lady I am. Making a good attempt to grin, be kinder, and cause individuals to giggle so they do not feel how I feel. If I can fill somebody's heart with joy somewhat more brilliantly, that is superior to how I feel.I did not wish for all the injuries. I never needed the tragedies that cut sincerely. However, they occurred. What's more, they transformed me personally. You could neve
Eloise's povHonestly, I was tired of all the lies and pretense. I could not keep up with it any longer. Every minute I spend in his presence, it feels like I would explode. I think that after my relationship with Davies ends, I should stay off relationships for a while, get myself together and just focus on myself. Relationships were not worth the stress after all. What do I gain from them anyway? Men seem to always want to just take and never give back. I could fill books with refrains of awfulness to make sense of why I lived in purposeful separation, however, the truth of the matter is undeniably seriously wrecking. I slice off all streets prompting myself because of a paranoid fear of truly permitting one more to draw near to the point of harming my heart, however, eventually, I just wound up harming myself. No one ever taught me how to love right, my parents were never given the chance to. I see him up there, perfect and charming. I know I should stay but I am sick trying to
Eloise's pov I grew up, unlike other young ladies. While different young ladies were playing with their barbie dolls and imagining cosmetics, I was playing hunt in the forest with a gathering of neighborhood kids where our headquarters was a wooden post in a tree. While different young ladies were tied in with getting ready for parties, I was laying on my bed under a lamp as my grandmother made me understand books. While different young ladies were putting on cosmetics to look more normal, I was running set up in my space to a dance blend tape I made for two or three hours delivering all my pressure. While different young ladies had an enormous gathering of sweethearts, I had just a select 2 or 3 dear companions I can truly trust, act naturally around, and chuckle over nothing with. While other young ladies become inebriated after school sites during the day, I went to work and moved to graduate in a media organization going to gatherings on 36th Street in New York City, as a repo
Olivia's povHe had called me earlier today, he had wanted to see if I would love to see Willa "Would I love to see her? You ask me that like you do not know how much I want to see her every day. Boy, I want her sleeping in my bed and waking up in my arms. I want her to know no other love than mine" I said breathlessly "Well, there is no harm in asking questions," he said, calmly. This was very unlike him, I was expecting a more tense response. The other day I was vexed, I had made up my mind to go to Davies's house to make my intentions known. I had gone there, believe me, I do not know what motivated me to but I did go there. The first encounter I had was with one of the security guards attached there. "What are you doing out here, ma'am? It is rather too late to be out, do you not think so?" He asked looking directly at one of his dogs who were patiently waiting for the snap of his fingers. Only then did I realize that seeing Davies was not as easy as I thought. He had gone pa
Anonymous povEvery moment spent in Willa's presence was like hell to me, it always felt like she could see right through me. She knew me better than anyone, as far as I know, not even Davies comes close. Perhaps, I should fall in love and find myself a woman too. That has been on my mind recently, to find a companion one who makes my heart beat a little faster, one who when she is near, I would have short breaths, one who I could not live without. I have thought about it for a while and maybe, it was worth a try. If it wasn't, why would Blade put his heart in such a position again knowing full well what happened the first time he tried it? There was a problem, I had been a playboy for too long that I do not think I would be able to love or find love. Taylor's resignation came as a shock, I knew it was bound to happen sooner or later seeing her ego and pride hurt by Davies's decision, but I did not expect it to be so soon. She had too much information on me to let her just go like
Olivia's pov"Angelo, you should have just let me die""Olivia, what do you mean by that?""The night you called me, just before we arranged all of this, I had prepared and set things in order. I was going to end it all, end all of this pain, all this struggling and guilt that I have lived with all these years""Please do not do anything stupid, Olivia""Of all the things I have done in this life, leaving my daughter and thinking this would work out is the most stupid thing that I have done" "I want to apologize to you too""What for?""For being one of the many causes of your pain...""Angelo, no...""Do not interrupt me, let me finish. I knew you loved Davies yet I convinced and helped you leave. If only I had not been a catalyst, you would still have that life. Now, I again orchestrated your coming back causing you this much pain. But, it was all worth it. I get to see you smile around your daughter, now you have photos not only of her but of you and her together. I do not regret
Secretary's povI had to leave, I had to leave town. Go far away, go to where nobody knows my face, go to where nobody knows my name. If I did not run, I would be tempted to run back and try to throw myself into Gonzalez's arms. I missed the attention he showered me with and I will forever live with the guilt of being unable to love a man who was nothing but a gentleman to me. Look how I let something that good out of my hands. I will come back, better but not for him. When I do come back, I will be coming back to avenge my parents. This was the place to plan and set things in motion. With time, I am sure that he will get over me and move on, besides he had his daughter. That was something that I lacked, a loved one. Willa's povMy two weeks of "rest" had come to an end. I had to go back to see the face that I dreaded the most, Penelope's. It was even harder for me considering that I was expected to write an apology letter and submit it to her. About her? Was this not supposed to be
Olivia's povI have never seen this side of Angelo, he seemed to hide it so well, away from anyone, away from the world. Who would know that he could smile or make a woman laugh like that?Thinking of what it was that left him so heartbroken, I can only imagine. Perhaps, it is not from heartbreak, not all pain is caused by it. If it is pain, I sure do know how that feels and I know that you never recover from something like that. "Are you home now?" I asked when he called"Yes, thank you for a pleasant evening""I should be thanking you, you came out all the way here just to see me and make sure that I was okay. So, thank you" I said with an emphasis on the "thank you""I wanted to come, it was my choice. Besides, I feel partly responsible for some of the pain you are passing through""I have told you to stop saying that. And thanks to you, I was able to get rid of some of that pain""Really? How?""You do not have to know how, just know that I appreciate it""Alright""But tell me,
Gonzalez walked away from the courthouse, deep in thought. He couldn't believe that his former partner had betrayed him, but he also couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right. As he turned the corner, he saw a familiar face."Hey, Gonzalez," a voice called out.It was the Black Panther. Gonzalez felt a surge of anger and fear, and he took a step back."What do you want?" he asked, his voice low."I just wanted to congratulate you on your victory," the Black Panther said, a sly smile on his face. "You showed Williams, didn't you?"Gonzalez felt his blood boil. He knew that the Black Panther was behind the setup, and he wanted to make him pay."I know what you did," Gonzalez said, his voice shaking with anger. "You set me up, and you tried to ruin my life."The Black Panther chuckled. "I don't know what you're talking about," he said, his smile widening. "But if you want to play games, I'm always up for a little fun."Gonzalez felt a sense of dread as the Black Panther walk
Gonzalez was taken to a small room where he was met by an FBI agent, Special Agent Johnson. The agent placed a folder on the table and opened it. Gonzalez could see several photographs and a transcript of a conversation that he had had with the Black Panther. The agent slid the photographs across the table, and Gonzalez looked at them. He could see himself meeting with the Black Panther in a dark alley, exchanging an envelope. Gonzalez couldn't believe what he was seeing."This is all fabricated," he said, looking at the agent. "I have never met with the Black Panther or taken any bribes from him."The agent stared back at him, his expression unreadable. "We have evidence that says otherwise," he said. "And if you don't cooperate, we'll have to take drastic measures."Gonzalez knew that he had to clear his name, but he didn't know how. He thought about all the people he had put away, all the criminals who would want revenge. Could one of them have set him up?As Gonzalez sat there, th
(A few days earlier) Gonzalez and Natasha were in shock when they discovered the glitch in the recording. They couldn't believe someone had tampered with the evidence to frame Gonzalez. They quickly reported it to Agent Smith, who informed them that they had already identified the lawyer's assistant as the culprit."The assistant had been bribed by the Black Panther's associates to tamper with the evidence," Agent Smith said. "But don't worry, we've arrested him, and he's already given us information on who else is involved."Gonzalez and Natasha breathed a sigh of relief, but they knew they weren't out of the woods yet."We still need to prove to the court that the evidence is unreliable," Gonzalez said, worriedly."We will," Agent Smith assured him. "We have a team of forensic experts working on it right now. But in the meantime, you need to stay out of the public eye. We can't afford to have any more complications in this case."Gonzalez and Natasha followed Agent Smith's advice a
Gonzalez and Natasha, return home after a long day, only to find Agent Smith, a high-ranking member of the FBI, waiting for them in their living room. Smith informs them that they want Gonzalez to act as a mole and gather intel on the Black Panther's criminal enterprise. Gonzalez agrees, but only on the condition that he is guaranteed immunity. Over the next few weeks, Gonzalez works closely with the Black Panther and reports everything back to the FBI. Finally, the FBI is ready to make their move, and they arrest the Black Panther and his top lieutenants. However, the Black Panther's right-hand man, Vargas, attacks Gonzalez, and they engage in a fierce battle. Gonzalez lands a solid punch to Vargas's face and walks away, feeling a sense of pride and heroism.A few days later, Gonzalez and Natasha are having dinner when they hear an explosion outside. Rushing to the window, they see a car on fire and people screaming. Gonzalez and Natasha rush outside, and Gonzalez chases a man in a b
Gonzalez and Natasha arrived home, exhausted but relieved. As they stepped inside their apartment, they were greeted by a masked figure sitting in the living room."Greetings, Gonzalez. Natasha," the figure said, standing up and taking off the mask to reveal a familiar face. It was Agent Smith, a high-ranking member of the FBI who had helped Gonzalez in the past."What are you doing here, Smith?" Gonzalez asked, surprised."I'm here to help you," Smith said. "We've been keeping tabs on the Black Panther for a while now, and we know he has connections to some big-time players in the criminal underworld. We want to take them all down, but we need your help."Gonzalez was hesitant. He didn't like working with the FBI, but he knew that they had resources that could help him take down the Black Panther once and for all."What do you need me to do?" he asked."We need you to act as a mole," Smith said. "We want you to get close to the Black Panther and his associates, gather intel, and repo
Gonzalez breathed a sigh of relief as the Black Panther signaled for his men to bring Natasha out of the car. She stumbled towards Gonzalez, her face bruised and battered, but alive. Gonzalez rushed to her side and embraced her tightly, tears streaming down his face. "You're safe now," he whispered. "I'll never let anything happen to you again." The Black Panther watched the scene with interest, a smug look on his face. "Don't think that this is over, Gonzalez," he said. "I'll be back, and next time, you won't be so lucky." Gonzalez glared at him, his anger boiling over. He wanted nothing more than to punch the Black Panther in the face, but he knew that he had to keep his cool. "We'll be ready for you," he said. "And we won't hesitate to take you down." The Black Panther laughed a cold and sinister sound. "We'll see about that," he said before disappearing into the night. Gonzalez and his team took Natasha to the hospital to get her injuries treated. As she was being exami
Gonzalez and his team managed to escape the dangerous situation with Natasha. They knew that they had to step up their game and find a way to stop the new criminal organization. They worked tirelessly day and night, gathering intelligence and evidence. Their efforts eventually paid off when they managed to uncover the organization's leader, a notorious criminal known as the Black Panther.Gonzalez and his team planned a raid on the Black Panther's lair, hoping to capture him and bring him to justice. They carefully planned every detail, from the timing of the raid to the weapons they would use.As they approached the lair, Gonzalez's heart was pounding with anticipation. He knew that this was their chance to end the threat once and for all. But he also knew that the mission was extremely dangerous and that any mistake could mean the end of their careers, or even their lives.They stormed into the lair, guns drawn and ready for action. They quickly encountered resistance, but Gonzalez
As backup arrived, Gonzalez and his team secured the scene, taking the remaining members of the criminal organization into custody. Gonzalez knew that this wasn't the end, but it was a victory nonetheless.As they made their way back to headquarters, Gonzalez couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. He couldn't put his finger on it, but he knew that they had only scratched the surface of the criminal organization.Days turned into weeks, and Gonzalez poured over the evidence they had gathered. He was determined to find a way to take down the entire organization.One evening, as Gonzalez was leaving the office, he received a call from an unknown number."Hello?" he answered."Gonzalez, it's me," a voice said. It was the same distorted voice from before."What do you want?" Gonzalez asked, his voice steady."You're getting too close," the voice said. "Back off, or we'll make sure that you and your wife suffer."Gonzalez's heart pounded as he listened to the threat. He knew tha
Gonzalez's heart pounded as he watched one of the criminals move towards Natasha. He quickly aimed and fired, but he was too late. The man had already grabbed Natasha and held a knife to her throat."Drop your weapon, or I'll kill her," the man said.Gonzalez's mind raced as he tried to figure out what to do. He couldn't risk Natasha's life, but he also couldn't let the criminal get away.He slowly lowered his gun, hoping to buy himself some time. The man tightened his grip on Natasha, causing her to cry out in pain.Suddenly, Gonzalez had an idea. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small device. He pressed a button, and the device emitted a high-pitched sound that caused the man to wince in pain and loosen his grip on Natasha.Gonzalez saw his chance and quickly grabbed Natasha, pulling her away from the man. The criminal tried to retaliate, but Gonzalez was too quick. He disarmed the man and took him into custody.As they left the scene, Gonzalez could see the fear in Natas