Author's POV The stench of burning cigarettes woke Nora up. She squinted her eyes and was in the process of using her hands to rub them when she discovered it was tied to a chair. Again! Nora began to panic. She wasn't in a dark black room now. The room she was in had sunshine coming in through an open window, and it was medium in size and smelt normal—not like the last one she'd been in. She looked below her and saw she was still wearing the red gown. Her purse wasn't in the room, though. And so was Alvin. Did they take him to a different room? Nora wondered. But that was definitely not the right thing to worry about now. Alvin could fend for himself. The only thing that scared Nora was that she wasn't sure if it was Darkie that abducted her this time—it might really be Raven. The hair on her flesh rose at the thought, and she felt chills on her skin. If eventually it turned out to be Raven who had come for her this time, he most certainly wouldn't spare Alvin. And Nora di

Nora's POV I was silenced by Mr Miller's question. I started to nervously scratch my skin with my fingers as I looked at him eye to eye. But eventually, I realised that he'd see through me if I didn't stop so I diverted from his gaze and looked at Alvin. For the first time since I met him; this was the time I really wished I could see his face. I needed to know what he was thinking—just seeing the emptiness in his eyes and the sad way he curled his lips was not enough for me. Maybe I'd have known how to handle his father if I could see his face. I don't know why I'm so convinced that Mr Miller purposely asked this question. He knew what he was doing; and I couldn't shake the fact that he might really be the “Don Miller” I think he is. I remember the countless times my father forced me to attend his meeting with every member of the Scorpion Mafia family and I can still recall him talking about Andrew Miller, the leader and Don of the Black Mamba mafia family. There was also a day

Author's POV The night was cool and peaceful, and the only sounds being heard was from nature and the busy roads of Los Angeles. Nora was in the room she had woken up in. She was sitting on the bed and looking up to the ceiling since she couldn't sleep a wink. She was wearing a nightgown now—one that a smiling maid who introduced herself as Madam Maris had given her. Nora had learnt that she was the woman in charge of all Alvin's maids. And she had wondered just how many staff he had in this gigantic house since he lived alone. The room was somewhat cold since the air conditioner was at full blast, but Nora wasn't ready to cover with the duvet or reduce the temperature of the air conditioner. Someone had come to drop her bag as Alvin had promised. And when she opened her phone; all she saw was seven missed calls from David. Catherine didn't call—not that Nora cared, though. But it was very weird. Catherine was the kind of person that would ask you to join her in eating after y

Meanwhile, in California, Raven and Venom with two Scorpion guys were in a club. The time was around 2a.m. Now, the four of them were seated in a four-chair setup with a table in the middle. They were drinking in silence and watching the people at the other part of the club dancing tirelessly. Raven's leg was tied with a cloth where it was shot. The injury was long gone since he had spent two days at home to rest but it still pained him. He grunted every now and then and took a sip of his drink, his thoughts wavering far into space. Venom insisted that they came here for unknown reasons; and Raven had accepted not because he wanted to but because he knew Raven had the favour of the Scorpion Mafia family. A minute later, a cough could be heard from one of the guys. “I'm exhausted, man. I feel like I need a break,” he said. Venom darted his head to his direction, the grip on the glass of whiskey in his hands intensifying. “I don't recognise you, but I did notice you look alot

It was 9p.m. in the morning when Nora woke up. She had a smile on her face like she'd had the best dream of her life. Nora stretched on the bed and turned to the other side. Alvin was still sleeping. Her smile widened as she saw his beautiful sleeping structure. The lower part of his body was covered with the bed's blanket and the upper part was bare to the face. A blush crept up her cheeks when she recalled what they had done last night. She could practically still feel his hands on her skin as he explored and did wonders to her body. Nora brought up her hands and stroked his hair, making sure to be careful so she wouldn't wake him. The feel of his hair was soft under her hands and she suddenly wished she could swap it with hers. She had this feeling in her heart that was too good to be true—she didn't know exactly what it was—but knew she started to develop it the first time they met in that gas station and mistakenly kissed. Her hands moved to his forehead and she closed