Vladimir:
“I take that you’re not in your best of moods” dad stated once he took sight of me walking into the house. My knuckles were filled with blood after tracing one of the men that would lead us to the woman.
It seemed like there was a call made by her to the man, and seeing as he refused to give me any answers; I was forced to take different methods. His eyes which were wide in fear eventually had him spilling out that the woman was Lorenzo’s mistress. She didn’t know that she was ONE of his mistresses, but it seemed like Lorenzo was punishing her for some reason.
“I really don’t feel like talking about my mood right now. If there’s nothing that you’re going to tell me, I’m going to my room” I said glaring at him. I knew that he didn’t approve of me giving Eliana to Lorenzo, and I did not want to have this conversation with him. He’s already shown his anger and annoyance by it before the auction. Therefore, I wasn’t in the mood for it.
“The kids called, I thought that you’d want to know” he said making my heart ache. The idea of them being away from me didn’t make things any easier. But I also knew that it was the best thing to do considering the circumstances. It was Eliana who suggested the safe house and knowing that things would only worsen on us; I knew not to object.
“They would be asleep right now, I’ll call them in the morning” I said walking up the stairs. I entered my bedroom and sighed. It has been over a week since Eliana has been sold to Lorenzo, and the worry in me only seemed to make things worse on me as I didn’t know anything about her. I knew that she would be sending me a message or some signal once she’s managed to get Lorenzo’s trust, but it seemed to have taken a bit longer than I expected.
I sat on the edge of the bed as I stared at my phone, waiting, hoping for a call; but I knew that good things took time. The two of us didn’t reach this far for me to expect things to be solved in a day or two. Putting my phone on the bedside table, I got from the edge of the bed and entered the bathroom to wash my face and clean my torn knuckles.
Walking out of the bathroom, I frowned in confusion when I saw that my phone had a message. One from an unknown number.
‘Step one’s done. Rest assured my love.’
I knew not to reply to the message. However, I couldn’t help but smile knowing that she was fine. Nodding, I plugged my phone in the charger and stripped out of my clothes.
“We’ll get through this, malyshka. I trust you”
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“For a mistress, the man didn’t bother spoiling her much” Luka stated as we reached the woman’s house. Beatrice Price, the woman was in her mid twenties, easy to fool, and single. Whatever the man had promised her being triple her age seemed to blind her to the fact that he could easily kill her.
“A man who has more than one mistress would have his ‘favorite’. I doubt this woman cared about where she stayed if she got money in return anyway” I said getting out of the car. The two of us walked through the wrecked street of where the woman’s house was. Having seen her in the house to confirm that this place was hers first, I was surprised that Lorenzo didn’t bother sending her to a better place after he was done with his ‘pleasure’.
I knocked the door twice, two of our men were waiting for us out front, while two men kept an eye on the backdoor. Luka raised an eyebrow when we heard fumbling inside the house. Whatever the woman was working on, she seemed to drop it almost immediately, creating a clatter.
“Lorenzo?” She said excitedly. Her eyes were wide in surprise, and the smile quickly left her face once she took sight of us. She wore nothing but a silk white rob, her bra and panties exposed for our eyes to see. The smell of perfume filled my nostrils, and judging by the smell of food, I could tell that she was initially cooking.
Her eyes studied our expression for a second too long, checking whether or not we had anything with us “he didn’t bother sending supplies either?”
She went to close the door. However, placing my hand on it; I kept it open before letting myself and Luka inside. Beatrice’s eyes widened in surprise and pulling out my gun, I motioned for her to stay quiet.
“Here’s how it’s going to be, Beatrice” I said closing the door. Luka smirked at the sight of the now frightened woman “I’ll be asking questions, and you’ll be giving me answers. I don’t want lying and I believe that you can already tell that I wouldn’t hesitate to shoot you if you chose to lie”
Her eyes were wide in surprise, but I wasn’t as blind as not to notice that she was pulling something from behind her. The woman raised her hand only for me to stop it midway, twisting it and forcing the knife out of her hand. She cried out in pain and I sighed before letting her go.
“You should be thankful that I don’t lay my hands on women”
“I don’t have any of your answers, go find someone else to frighten”
“Now, now, I didn’t even ask them to begin with” I said taking a step forward, forcing her to take one back “I think your food is burning in the kitchen. Go inside, turn off your stove, then we can talk”
I nodded at Luka to follow her. The woman had nowhere to go, I knew that; she wouldn’t be able to run if she tried. But I wasn’t in the mood for childish, idiotic moves that could end up giving me a headache. I placed my gun back in its holster, and waited for the pair to come out before we got things done.
Beatrice walked out of the kitchen, followed by Luka who had his arms crossed over his chest, clearly amused by the whole situation. She motioned for us to enter a room, walking inside first, and we followed.
“It seems like you believe that I’m now cornered?”
“No, you’re not” I said taking a seat on one of the couches. Luka stood by the door, watching the woman’s expression as he did. I nodded at her to sit down. Sighing, she did as instructed “I don’t corner women”
“And yet, you had the audacity to sprain my wrist?”
“Believe me, Beatrice, if I wanted to sprain it; I would have” I said looking at her hand “we’ll start with the easy questions first”
“I already told you, I don’t have your answers”
“I’ll be the judge of that, printsessa” I said leaning forward, keeping my eyes on hers “who’s Lorenzo D’Angelo?”
Eliana:I had to fight back hissing in pain as the maids washed my body.The fresh wounds made the whole thing a lot harder for me, but I was glad that things were somewhat moving from where they had been for the past few days.I knew that Lorenzo wasn’t going to simply ‘trust’ me. But I also knew that even the slightest hope of things going from me being tormented to me joining him on the table meant that things weren’t just stagnant.Having sent Vladimir a message. I was now more comfortable with how things were going and where they were about to reach. The man must have been going mental over worrying, and I was glad that he didn’t know of what was happening; otherwise, I knew that he would have done his best to come here and shoot Lorenzo’s head, and although that would have solved a lot, I knew that it wouldn’t have been the end of this.Knowing that I had a brother somewhere wasn’t assuring to me. It was the ONLY reason why we were keeping him alive. An enemy that we knew was al
Vladimir:“She did deserve it” I told Luka who shook his head as we left the house. I nodded at the men to pick up her lifeless body as we entered the car. The woman got what she deserved. It was her who decided not to cooperate, and regardless of knowing that she was lying, she still continued to lie.“At least we found the papers we were searching for, or some of them. No wonder Lorenzo kept her here. It would have been impossible to actually suspect that she would have anything in relation with him, his businesses, or who he is here” Luka said as he handed me a file. The rest were being gathered by the men as they searched for anything that could be of use. It turned out that the woman had a room UNDER her living room. It was where she was hiding the documents that we needed.“Fake her flight. We already have her tone, have her send Lorenzo a call that she was traveling to Italy. We would figure the rest out later. However, for now, it would be best that he believed that she was aw
Eliana:“And how am I to earn your trust?” I asked Lorenzo as I sat in his office. The two of us came here almost immediately after eating, and Lorenzo seemed to find my impatience amusing. However, he didn’t understand that it was mostly annoyance “I believe that you stripped me out of anything for a while now to know that I have nothing to hold on to”“Exactly” he said crossing his arms over his chest “for now, you have nothing to hold on to. But I don’t trust what you’d do if you ever get to have everything”I simply nodded as a response, waiting for him to proceed with what he was going to say. Seeming impressed, Lorenzo opened a drawer, handing me a file. I stared at the file, but didn’t bother opening it until he nodded at me to do so. Inside the first nylon sheet was a picture of a woman. The woman looked no older than thirty, the smile on her face reached her eyes. But going through the pictures, I frowned when I saw that she was stealing money, putting it inside a bag she had
Vladimir:I stared at the message Eliana sent me for a few seconds as I tried processing what might have been going on.My heart raced against my ribcage as I fought the urge to call the number, trace where the person was, and go ahead searching for my beauty. It would only cause her trouble and for that reason, I was forced to stay quiet, and remain calm.“What do you want us to do?” Luka asked. The two of us were inside the office when I got the message, and I have been trying to collect my thoughts since then.“Find out where she sent the message from, I’ll manage a way to reach to her” I said and Luka nodded “try hacking through the cameras if any, anything that could help me listen to whatever conversation they may be having. I need to hear Lorenzo’s next move for me to be able to know where to find her”“We need to tell Viktor about this too. He and Anastasia would try and find something too. Thing is, we need to ensure that things go smoothly as anything detected could be an is
Eliana:I paced around my room as I waited for Vladimir to come.The man was mad for coming here, and I would be lying if I said that it didn’t take everything in me not to wrap my arms around him, hug him tightly, and kiss him senseless. The way the two of us looked at one another, shared a glance, then forced ourselves to remain calm was painful, but it had to be done.The bedroom’s door was knocked twice before it was opened, revealing my husband who was escorted by two maids. The maids were outside the bedroom. They helped me get dressed in the black sleeveless dress that I was wearing before leaving the room, leaving me to wait for my husband.He stood by the door, waiting for the maids to close it before he turned around and locked it. His eyes looking me up and down before he opened his arms for me to walk into. I ran toward him, ignoring my aching muscles. The bruises that Lorenzo inflicted on my body were yet to heal completely, but I was thankful that I was at least somehow
Vladimir:Eliana and I walked toward the dining room. The two of us playing the cold act despite the love bite on my beauty’s neck. If anyone told me that my longing for her would drive me into a full night of sex before; I would have told them that they were crazy, but fucking hell did I miss her a lot.Having skipped dinner yesterday, we knew that we shouldn’t skip breakfast. Otherwise, Lorenzo could be disgusting enough to try and enter the bedroom to see what we were on about.We entered the dining room. The maids having opened the door for us, neither one of them bothered saying a word, I don’t even think that they were allowed to. Lorenzo’s eyes met mine and he smirked, placing his hands on the table and resting his chin on them “I take it that you too had an active night”“I don’t think you missed us too much. Plus, you would have needed time to digest the fact that you’d be seeing me every day” I answered coldly. I nodded at Eliana to go and sit, and nodding, she played the ac
Eliana:I stared at the wall in front of me as I sat in the bedroom, waiting for Vladimir. The anger that I felt at both myself and the man who thought that he had every right to break me was one that I couldn’t just easily get over, and knowing Vladimir; I knew that things wouldn’t just slide like that.I knew that he would mostly be furious with what Lorenzo said and tried to do. But he was a lot calmer than I was at that point, controlling his every emotion as not to break the bastard’s face.The door was knocked twice before he walked inside. He closed the door before he walked toward me, his steps quick before he threw the file on the bed and pulled me in for a hug. Vladimir kissed the crown of my head, letting his lips linger there for a few seconds “I’m so sorry”His voice was above a whisper as he spoke, and I had a feeling that his regret had something to do with the fact that he took a glimpse of the hardship I lived through when he wasn’t here. Lorenzo was a cold man, one t
Vladimir:“You have lost your mind” Elijah said shaking his head. Anastasia ran her fingers through her hair, clearly not liking what I was suggesting. They would have shared the same opinion if they saw what I did, but considering that neither one of them knew what my wife lived; neither one of them understood that I had to do so. If they did, they would have most probably killed Lorenzo for even approaching Eliana.“I had no better option, and I’m glad to have been there. The man has been physically abusing Eliana, and actually dared to almost do that in front of me” I said glaring at the wall. The memory of him standing up, threatening Eliana as he did was still fresh in my head, angering me even more. Anastasia heaved in a sharp breath. If anyone was against Eliana doing this, it was her. The woman fought me, Eliana, and even her husband Elijah to stop this, claiming that it was madness, and in a way; I knew that it was. However, a sacrifice must have been made, and this was one o