Dare To Love Me

Dare To Love Me

Kyla Ruiz

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"You... you killed my brother?" Kia's voice trembled with rage as her tearful eyes locked onto the man before her. "Yes, I did," Hades replied, his voice as cold as the steel in his hand. "And it was fun." In the unforgiving streets of Chicago, Kia Moreno is sold into the clutches of Hades Romano, the merciless kingpin of the South Side Mafia. Bound by her father's betrayal and haunted by her brother's murder, Kia vows revenge. But as days turn into nights, the lines between hate and desire blur. Hades, a man who thrives on fear, finds himself captivated by the one woman who dares to defy him. And Kia, torn between her need for vengeance and the pull of forbidden passion, discovers that love can be as dangerous as hate. When buried secrets resurface, and enemies close in, Kia must decide: will she destroy the man who ruined her life, or will she risk everything to save him?

Chapter 1 The First betrayal

Kia's POV

The cold night air wrapped around me like a suffocating cloak. The distant hum of the city was drowned out by the rush of blood in my ears, my heart thudding painfully in my chest. I couldn't move, couldn't breathe, my gaze was fixed on the scene in front of me, my stomach twisting into knots, my entire world crumbling. My brother, Gio, was on his knees in the middle of the alley. His hands were bound tightly behind his back, blood dripping from his forehead, staining the concrete below him. He looked so... broken, his usual confidence was gone, replaced by something I'd never seen in him, fear and that fear was aimed at the man standing over him.

Hades Romano.

The name alone was enough to send chills down my spine. Hades wasn't just the king of the South Side Mafia, he was the king of everything, of the darkness that had shaped our lives. And now, it seemed, he was the one who was going to take everything from me. I could barely hold myself together as I watched him stand there, the smirk on his face as cold and calculating as ever. I wanted to scream, to run to Gio but I couldn't, something kept me rooted to the spot. The air felt heavy, as though the entire world was holding its breath.

"Please, Hades... don't do this", Gio's voice was barely a whisper, hoarse and broken. His eyes, bloodshot and desperate, met mine. I wanted to reach out, to tell him everything would be okay but the words died in my throat.

"You should have known better, Gio", Hades said, his voice low, almost casual.

"You crossed me and now, you're going to pay the price"

I couldn't believe it. I couldn't wrap my mind around what was happening. Gio, my brother, had always been my protector, my partner in this dangerous world we lived in. He had always been the one to keep us safe, to make sure we never fell too far and now, he was here, pleading for his life at the feet of the very man who had caused so much destruction in our lives.

"Please, I didn't mean for this to happen", Gio begged, his voice cracking.

"I thought... I thought I could fix it. I thought I could make things right"

Hades just shook his head, his lips curling into that same cold, mocking smile.

"You can't fix what's already broken, Gio. You made your choice and now, you'll face the consequences", he said in a matter of fact tone.

I felt the bile rise in my throat as I watched Gio's face twist in pain. He wasn't just pleading for his life, he was pleading for redemption, for the chance to undo the damage he had done but there were no second chances here, not in this world, not with Hades.

"Don't... please", I whispered, my voice barely audible. I took a step forward, but the cold barrel of a gun pressed against my back stopped me in my tracks. One of Hades' men was standing behind me, his hand shaking slightly, but the weapon in his grip was steady.

"Stay back", he growled, his breath hot on my neck.

I froze, the shock of the situation seizing my body, I couldn't even cry out. My brother was about to die, and I couldn't do a thing to stop it. Hades took a slow step forward, his eyes never leaving me. The power he held in his gaze was suffocating.

"You should have known better than to trust him", he said, his words dripping with disdain.

I couldn't take it anymore, I couldn't just stand there and watch him die, not like this.

"No!" I screamed, my voice raw with desperation.

"Please, don't-", I pleaded desperately but it was too late. The gunshot rang out before I could finish my sentence and the world seemed to slow down around me. The sound of the bullet tearing through the air was deafening and I saw Gio's body jerk violently, his head snapping back as he collapsed to the ground, blood pouring from the wound. His eyes remained wide open, unseeing. I felt my heart stop in my chest. The world spun, the ground beneath me shifting, as if I was floating above it all. The man I had loved, the man I had trusted,my brother, was gone, just like that, gone.

"No...", I whispered, my voice breaking as I stumbled to my knees beside him. My hands trembled as I reached for his lifeless body, but it was no use. There was nothing I could do, he was gone and I was left here, with nothing but the cold, empty night and the ruthless man who had taken him from me.

"Gio...", I whispered again, my fingers brushing his cold skin. The warmth was slowly draining from him, the world felt like it was collapsing in on itself and I was trapped in the rubble.

Hades stood over me, watching with an unreadable expression.

"You're next", he said, his voice soft, almost like a warning.

"I'll make sure you learn what it means to betray me, Kia. You'll see how much stronger you need to be to survive in this world", he added.

I looked up at him, fury and grief mixing in my chest, making it hard to breathe. How dare he? How dare he take everything from me and then speak to me like this?

I pushed myself to my feet, my body shaking with rage.

"You think this is over?", I hissed, my voice barely recognizable. "You think you've won? You have no idea!", I snapped at him.

Hades didn't even flinch. His eyes were cold, indifferent.

"You're just like your brother, full of fire and defiance. But it won't save you", he said, his voice dark.

The man beside me grabbed my arm, his grip tight and unyielding as he pulled me away from Gio's body.

"Take her to the car", Hades ordered, his voice colder than I'd ever heard it.

"We're not done with her yet", he added.

I fought against the grip but it was no use, the man's hold was too strong, too relentless. My feet dragged against the ground as I was shoved toward the car, the harsh click of my heels echoing in the silence. The door was slammed shut, the car engine roared to life and I was thrown back into the seat, my mind racing. But as the car sped away, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. Something deeper than I could even begin to understand.

And then, in the rearview mirror, I saw Hades. Standing alone in the alley, watching the car as it drove away.

I should have been afraid but all I felt was the cold, unshakable resolve to make him pay.

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