“Stay off, bitches. I will take care of him myself,” he told them off harshly, and the nurses exchanged uneasy glances before quietly stepping back.

“Bury the bodies,” he ordered the other mobsters before leaving the circle, heading for his villa with Angelina in his arms.

Ella watched him go with a malicious glare. Folding her fists tightly, she rolled her eyes maliciously before turning away. Speaky sat beside Silt's body, crying bitterly as he called his name over and over again. Amaria couldn't stop staring either, silently praying with everything in her for her sister's safety.

Hellstar squatted beside Speaky and placed a hand on his shoulder. Mabel joined...