XANDER POVSitting in a $500 grand penthouse on the 18th floor in the heart of Chicago, I circled the rim of the glass that contained the brandy I have been drinking for the past two hours while lost in the deep conversa- cancel that, while lost in deep negotiations.“My father used to ship the merch to Brazil, Cuba, Puerto Rico, and Peru. There are pharmaceutical labs in each country which makes it easy to do ‘business' without getting…” the man sitting across me informed while his eyes continued roaming around at the heavily armed guys that were minding their own business, patrolling in his expensive penthouse. I wonder if they didn’t ache by now.“So you’re just going to walk away from all of that? The money, your father’s legacy?” I leaned forward causing him to yelp and nearly jump out of his skin, then stifled laughter because he’s been doing that every time I breathed, which was every damn second. By the time we left here, he would be so damn sore. Leaning forward, I made sure
ISA POV“HOW MANY TIMES DO YOU WANT ME TO ANSWER THAT: I DO NOT KNOW WHAT THAT IS OR HOW IT EVEN GOT INTO MY CAR. It’s a setup, I was set up.” I called out for the umpteenth time and this time, with annoyance and exasperation lacing my tone. I have been answering the same question ever since I stepped into this interrogation room, and I was so fed up that I was no longer scared. I was for the most part, but heck; this had to be the longest hour ever.“Miss Jones, it would be really helpful and time-saving if you could tell us where you got the pack of ecstasy from, and where you were going to ship it to before getting caught. Give us a clue, anything. A name and I promise you that you’ll walk away free.”The first name to pop up in my mind was Alexander Fucking Aldermen.“Dear officer, with all due respect, you’ve been keeping me here for more than an hour, asking me the same question over and over again. My answer remains unchanged, I do not know anything about drugs unless it’s for
ISA POVSitting in the back of the police car as it swerved through the busy evening streets, I watched as the sun crawled to the horizon below; ready to give way to the night. The sky cast a lovely orange hue on the skyscrapers in the city, bathing them in its golden glow. The evening breeze was gentle and very pleasing to the ones exposed to it, and it was clear that winter was well frail, ready to part. My hands were nestled on my tummy, rubbing small soothing circles on it. The little act had quickly become one of my favorite things to do, and it was magical the way it just calmed me. Of one of the things that came with Xander, finding out I was pregnant had to be the biggest blessing of them all. Although I missed my boys terribly. They were what made me wake up in the morning to face all the troubles of this world, and not being near them made me feel painfully incomplete.As of now, my mind was muddled so.Because I knew this place was no place for a child. And I will be damne
XANDER POVI watched the little stomp in her feet as she took off, and when it hit that minutes had ticked by with me just sitting there staring at the spot she had vacated at her doorstep, I let a frown drop to my face to wipe the silly smile I had on. I didn’t smile, I never did. Unless when I was drilling someone else’s skull. With an angry frustrated groan, I drove off.The drive back to the city was filled with thoughts of her, about how she managed to make everything just so easy to deal with. I hated to admit it, but she was slowly making her way into me. Cancel that, she was now so etched deeply inside of me that it was almost maddening. Because all I did was think about her. In a matter of days, weeks, she had managed to crawl into my skin, despite the thick, long wall I built, and the foolproof vest I had on as my armor.Seeing that tear roll down her face was something else. But knowing that I was the one who caused her eyes to well up was something entirely different. It
XANDER POV“What do you think of Leigh-Ari?”The words escaped my mouth faster than I registered them in my mind, and when they did, heavy silence settled inside my bedroom. The rustling that was once brewing from somewhere next to the bed halted, and evening breathing seized. It was as if someone had hit pause in the existence, that the time itself had stopped.I propped myself on my elbows and looked up, to find Ava glaring at me with gorged eyes as she tied the knot to her coat, concealing her once naked body. Not considering the butt floss she had on. “Ava?” My voice rumbled deep and impatient, snapping her eyes from me and she dropped them to the floor in submission.“Sir?”“I asked you a question.” I stated bluntly, and I could hear the silent ‘Seriously? You’re asking about Leigh-Ari right now?’ she was sitting on right there. She sighed heavily before walking towards the side table that was leaning against the wall at the far end of my bedroom, with a top full of wine bottles
ISA POVTime seemed to have frozen, and earth seemed to have stood still in its orbit. I blinked twice as a way of seeing whether I was still in the land of the living, and the audible gulp that came from him told me that indeed, I was still well alive and breathing. My pussy spammed under my palm, reminding me of my current dilemma, and I fought the urge to clench my thighs to apply that consuming pressure that I was in dire need of.“I cannot.” I defied softly, yet very firm with my response. However, my pussy seemed to be having a mind of its own, because my clit began throbbing at just the mere thought of pleasuring myself under his watchful, undisturbed gaze. The muscles of his throat worked when he took a calming gulp, as though he was hanging on a loose thread, and slowly, the control he was always hungry for was slipping through his fingers. And the way I loved it made me rethink all of my life decisions and choices, all the things I have ever done and what I was about to do.
ISA POV “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH” The pillow I cradled in my arms muffled all the screams that wretched out of me. But I didn’t stop, I screamed until I felt like I was going to throw up. I didn’t stop until my throat felt so parched and dry.The guilt I had awaited last night came crashing onto me as soon as I opened my eyes in the morning. Cancel that, it didn’t wait for me to open my eyes. When my being slowly danced towards the consciousness, everything that transpired during the night came crushing on me like a bucket of icy cold water, making me wish that my mind was like a memory of a computer. At least that way I could dump everything that happened into the 'BIN' before permanently deleting everything from the system.And the gold ring I found on my nightstand didn’t help in any way. I hated it. I hated it so much. With so much self-loathing, I pulled myself out of bed and headed into the shower, then scrubbed myself so hard that I turned red, and if I continued, it wouldn’t t
XANDER POVThe universe seemed to be smiling happily down at me these days. All of my shit was going so well that I could hardly believe that it was the case. In organized crime life, something always had to be wrong, someone had to vex me and then I end up drilling their skull with a bullet, or a dagger, or anything handy. But now, it was as if God was shining his face upon me. That's right, just because I killed people didn't mean I don't know God. Duuuuh! All of my business, from the clubs and restaurants that ran above the ground, to the underground cash laundering, everything was merry. My new lackey at Club 40/40 seemed to have a formulated prospectus about how life with me ran.It was safe to say, I was satisfied with all he was doing. It was as if he was cut for this kind of life, knowing when to talk, what to say when allowed to talk, knowing when to brood and gloat, and when to humble himself. I was surprised when he had called me in 6 days telling me he managed to collect