Katerina burst into a run, her eyes were wide with fright.Her legs pounded furiously on the floor as she darted towards the broken wall. Sounds of running footsteps came from behind her but she didn't look back. She was too busy trying to run for her life to check behind her."Where do you think you're going?" Someone suddenly appeared before her, obstructing her part. Katerina screamed in fright, as she stared into the cold wicked gaze of Mark. He took two steps forward, his eyes glinting with cold, evil intentions, "You thought you could just escape? When I've not had my fun with you?" Katerina gasped, her face paling with shock.She stumbled back, retreating away from Mark but she was too slow and a pair of hands grasped around her. "I told you not to escape, didn't I?" Andre's cold voice echoed in her ear as Katerina shivered uncontrollably. "What do you want from me? I didn't do anything to you, did I? Just let me go!" Katerina sobbed as she spoke to Andre, her face was stain
The convoy drove past the huge towering gates to the estate.Dylan sat in one of the cars and beside him were Mark and two other officers.After much back and forth, they insisted on tagging along with him, for purely security purposes.Immediately Dylan agreed to move with them and they set off on the road, he was stunned to find that two helicopters had been deployed to escort them, as well as a full van of heavily armed soldiers that went ahead of them, clearing the road for easy passage.These series of actions had left Dylan and Mark deeply shocked, Mark especially. Several questions were running around in his mind, wondering just who this person was that was so important to have commanded such security and more importantly who was Dylan to him?In a city the size of New York, clearing the roads was easier said than done.Mark had insisted on accompanying him back to the estate, at the very least to satisfy his curiosity and find out who was behind such a stir.Dylan's eyes flas
Tyler's face was as dark as an impending storm cloud as he walked out of the club, his lips set in a grim line. Jackson was nowhere to be found, he'd probably gone to get the men ready for the op. Tyler sighed, breathing out slowly, his face was grim. Whatever he and Leona had discussed definitely hadn't ended well. Tyler got into his car and drove back home and he turned on the radio, hoping to drown out his thoughts with some music. His eyes narrowed as he listened to news reports about a very extravagant convoy that'd taken Mr. Dylan Petrova, the CEO of Greystate Conglomerate back to his home. Tyler's eyes narrowed, it seemed Katerina wasn't missed at home if her father even had the time to organize some elaborate get-together.The news only made his frown deepen.He'd just gotten home when his cell phone rang.It was Jackson. "Hello? Tyler?" Jackson's voice sounded strained and Tyler could hear some faint sounds in the background. "Yeah, how long until you get ready on your
Seeing the road that he took made Tyler's face change slightly, but he quickly morphed his expression, deciding to observe more before taking any action. At another part of town, multiple black sedans were driving at quick speed, watching from a bird's eye view they were all slowly converging on one target like a giant fishnet, their target was an old abandoned warehouse area.Giorgio's face was drawn and stern as Dylan and Mark sat facing him, the air was thick with tension. Giorgio had ordered Mark to mobilize as many officers as he could, they were to converge on the warehouse in a pincer formation.Giorgio didn't want any survivors and no loopholes. A clean, cut entrance in and out with minimal damage.The best thing would be to avoid being on the news as Giorgio wants to keep his return on the low.Dylan sat quietly but if you looked closely at his eyes, one would find a twinge of pride in his eyes, his father had caused all this commotion upon his arrival. Everyone had deferre
Tyler's face changed at that moment. "The Italian cobbler, it's you!" Tyler's expression turned ugly and he rushed towards Giorgio, his hands curled into fists ready to pound the life out of him. But Agent Five and Heinze were there, with some very quick moments they had Tyler on the ground, planting him face down on the ground before he could even get within feet of Giorgio, his body shuddered from the blows he'd received. Tyler was relentless though, shoving down the shock he'd initially felt at finding out that the man he so clearly gated and despised was alive and well, living a luxurious life at that, cruising around after he'd killed Tyler's parents.Channeling all that anger and fury, he wiped the blood from his lips and even then stared at Giorgio with murderous eyes. "I'll kill you, even if it's the last thing I do, I swear to God, I'll fucking kill you!"Dylan and Mark were shocked at Tyler's sudden outbursts.The air was thick with tension and suspense, everybody was sudd
Tyler stood, his feet planted firmly on the ground currently in a face-off with Giorgio.Every instinct in his body was urging him to attack Giorgio and kill him, however, Dylan was stopping that desire from coming to pass.As much as he wanted to eradicate the waste of space in front of him and rush into the warehouse to release Katerina, he also didn't want to kill any more relative of hers, having her hate him more than she currently did.Flipping his wrist, he signaled to allow his back down, equally shielding the knife he had slipped out of his boots. “What do you propose, Dylan?”He might not respect Dylan but he had to acknowledge the fact that she was Katerina's father and no matter what she would always love him.Dylan ignored him, walking over to where Giorgio stood and whispered in his ears.From his position, Tyler couldn't hear what was being said but he readied his weapons just in case.Tyler wasn't sure how Heinze caught a glimpse of the knife but the man took a step fo
Mark looked up from the laptop when the door swung open to reveal the security guard he had sent outside a couple of minutes ago.He slammed the laptop closed, straightening to his full height. “What'd you find? Are they outside?”The guard nods once. “Yes, sir! Just like you said but they're positioned about fifty yards from the main gate.”“Hmmm…” Mark digested the information, rubbing his beard. “What else? Are they playing something or what?”“I don't…know, sir. We didn't see much because we didn't want to draw too much attention to ourselves and-”“Enough!” Mark barked, tired of hearing excuses all the time. He turned his back on the man, which should have been the cue for the guard to leave as he was about to open his laptop but the man still waited.Cursing under his breath, he whirled about. “What the hell are you still doing here? Get out!!” He yelled, startling the man into action.It wasn't until he heard the door slam closed behind him, satisfied that he was alone that he
Everything was set in place and according to the plan, Tyler would be the one to go first.Once they got a signal from him they would storm in, but first, he needed to go in and case the area.His heart was pounding so fast, like a drum as he stood mere ten feet away from the warehouse.That anxious feeling of knowing everything could go wrong in less than a minute didn't make him calm.He couldn't shake it off despite having the assurance of his men and Giorgio's behind. David's intel was accurate because Tyler could spot Mark's car and a couple of other cars around the building but even at that it felt like something was missing.Sucking in a deep breath and letting it go harshly, Tyler ducked his head, pushing the cap around his face lower to shield his face from anyone as he ran towards the building.Using the schematic he'd stared at for the better part of an hour, Tyler tried to recall some things.Spotting the small window at the far part of the house, he ran towards it at the