ELENA DUVALI inhaled, blinking my thoughts and the unsettling feeling away and as I shifted my attention back to Dimitri he was staring at me with that gaze that was literally saying “You wanted to talk, now talk, Elena”The memory of the look in his eyes the last time I had seen him sent a ghost of shiver down my spine.“You didn't come home last night, or the night before,” I struggled to keep my voice firm.“So you are really keeping tabs on me,” He said, dropping the cigarette between his fingers on a glass while his thumb ran through the bottom of his lips and amusement flashed in his depths.“Seeing as I am your wife, I believe I have earned that right,” I breathed in calmly. And involuntarily, without warning, my gaze moved to his expertly styled hair.It was always neat and perfect, so much so that I always felt the tempting urge to run my fingers through its softness. “It's not like I'm asking you where you were, or with whom,” I paused on my words as Dimitri leaned back in
I left the beach and made my way back to the mansion. On my way, I put a call through to Tiffany.“Tiff, what do you know about the merger between D&M Corporation and the Whitmans?” I asked quickly, hearing Tiffany's deep sigh over the phone.“Did you remember something?”“I just found out Krystal Group was a result of a merger between Dad's company and the Whitmans,”“Yeah, that's true. It happened right after your parents died. Your dad had signed the merger and I believe sold off his shares to the Whitmans—”“Dad would never. D&M Corporation was his life. Dad wouldn't just sign it off especially since Tyler turned out to be such a cheating bastard. The Whitmans were the ones desperate for that merger to save their crumbling company. Dad wouldn't just hand it over to them,” I was fuming with rage. Just the thought of it riled me up.“Well, you know, with the fraud, illegal dealings and bankruptcy D&M Corp was facing at the time, a merger or acquisition would have been the best optio
ELENA DUVALI glanced at the time on my phone. It was a few minutes past the hour of three. I took in a deep breath, sipping from the glass of water on the table. I couldn't keep calm and I couldn't seem to stop my racing heart either. I tried to distract myself from the train of thoughts with the beautiful fountain almost at the center of Mr Richardson's home. It was beautiful. We had one like that in my family's villa in Texas.I was currently at Mr Richardson Villa. After I literally ambushed him in the parking lot, I suggested we go to a nearby restaurant to talk, but he insisted we go somewhere private. Somewhere safer. I rubbed my palms against one another, while I waited for him outside under the shade. And I straightened my shoulder as I saw him approach me with a brown envelope.“Elena,” He called my name as he settled in his chair and I leaned forward.“Mr Richardson,”“Please let's drop the formalities, call me as you've always,” He placed the brown paper on the table, le
ELENA DUVALI found Allen waiting for me beside the car just outside Mr Richardson Villa.He straightened up as soon as he saw me. “Ma'am, are we done?” I stopped walking, turning around to glance back at the villa, my hand on the brown envelope tightened. Everything Mr Richardson had said, rushing like a in my mind. His words and warnings.“Are you still going through this?” Mr Richardson had asked me, but what else did he expect me to do? I just found out the Whitmans were the cause of my parents' deaths and they stole my company. This wasn't just about revenge, or getting back the company. It was more than that. It was figuring out what happened to my family.Why would the Whitmans go to such great lengths to destroy us?Who were these people? Why did they want D&M Corp so bad that they had to destroy my family?And most importantly, who had my sisters? I had a feeling this wasn't just a case of missing persons. Someone took my sisters. And that someone was ensuring I would neve
“I'll tell you once we meet,” I said finally, before disconnecting.I pulled my gaze out of the window and into the evening darkness. I swear on my life Dad, Mum, I would send every one of them to hell, I would get back our company, restore our family's honor, and find my sisters. I swear this to you.“Allen, we'll make a stop at Lewis and Sons,” I said and he nodded with a “Yes, ma'am,”Soon, we pulled up at the luxurious curated mall, which was one of the Ford Empire Group's largest fashion subsidiaries. I was in the VIP section, going through some accessories to match the dress I had picked that was perfect for tonight. The Glam event was set to start by seven, and it was already a few minutes to the hour of seven. But I still had at least two hours before I made my appearance there.Tiffany joined me a few minutes later, and we started the necessary preparations for tonight. She was also attending tonight's party and had managed to secure two invites for us.It was a few minutes
ELENA DUVALI wasn't sure if what I was seeing was real or not at this point. I wasn't sure if I was imagining things, but the look in his eyes darkened as his gaze trekked down my body. Almost as if he was undressing me, leaving me completely bare before him. And the crazy part was, I liked it. I swallowed a lump in my throat as I felt the curious gazes of his companions shift on me, and then suddenly, one after the other, I felt curious gazes travel over to me.“They are all staring at us,” I muttered over to Tiffany under my dazzling smile, still keeping Dimitri's gaze. I just couldn't seem to look away, not with how he was looking at me.“Not us beautiful, they are staring at you, everyone wants to know who this sexy as fuck goddess is, Elena,” I could barely hear Tiffany's voice over the heat of Dimitri's gaze. It was distracting. I could see the curiosity in his gaze as well, eager to know what the hell was going on in my head.From my peripheral vision, a face crept into my v
ELENA DUVALTo say in absolute honesty, I couldn't stand the silence on the drive back home. It was everything between suffocating and uncomfortable, especially with just the two of us in his Ferrari. He had simply collected the keys from Chris, insisting on driving.This was the first time we were together, alone in a car and somehow the car felt so small or was it just me?I looked out the window to the rear mirror and I noticed Allen closely behind in the silver Mercedes we had driven all day.I flicked a gaze over to Dimitri. He had his eyes trained on the road.He was pissed. But I had no idea why. If it was because I had showed up unannounced or because I had kissed him unexpectedly.Or maybe because of the little drama with the Whitmans or maybe it was my dress. With the annoyed glance, he threw my way before we got into the car. I could tell he hated the dress too but I wasn't sure why.I leaned back into the leather seats, and thankfully, we soon arrived at the Ford's mansion
ELENA DUVALI had gone to one of the guest rooms downstairs to shower. By the time I was done, and headed back to the bedroom, Dimitri had left. And as usual, he didn't come home that night.No matter how hard I tried I couldn't shake the memory of Dimitri's mouth on mine. The firmness of his lips. The heat of his body. The subtle expensive scent of his cologne and the self-assured weight of his hand around my waist.Days later, I could still feel the vividness of the moment as clearly as if it'd just happened, and what was worse, everywhere I turned, the little display at the bathroom kept sneaking back into my mind no matter how hard I tried to banish it.It was infuriating. But not as infuriating as coming home every day to a silent, spotless house. Dimitri had left for Europe on a business trip the next day after the Glam event, and our unfinished conversation.It had been a week already since I had last seen him, and I only found out yesterday that he had returned to New York, bu
ELENA DUVALBreakfast an hour later was with James, and Torin while Dimitri, Lorenzo, and Luca were in the penthouse right opposite mine. Whatever business negotiation was going on there it was pretty important, and while a part of me was slightly disturbed with the idea of Dimitri and Alessandra together there, I forced myself not to care.I knew the kind of man Dimitri Castello was, he was never a one-woman's man. While I couldn't deny my fascination and maybe obsession over him, I knew, letting him into my heart was the worst thing I could do. He broke hearts just as fast as he took them.After breakfast, I met with Jayden. She was a beautiful Korean American. And I liked her already. We made use of one of the rooms that had been set up already for training in the penthouse, starting with the basics.While in the afternoon, I was with James. I had a smile on my face by the end of James' session with me because I'd figured out how to get a reasonable proportion of the board on my si
He stared at me, and my gaze didn't shift from his.I didn't know if he was ever going to answer my question because that chance was ruined by the sound of approaching footsteps.“Dimitri,” The soft feminine voice with a hint of a Russian accent cut through the silence, and the footfalls stopped a few steps behind us. I didn't have to turn around to know who it was. Alessandra Udinov.She called his name again before he inhaled but his arms on me remained.“What's it?”“Bale is here. And he came with the others,” Dimitri shifted his eyes to her for a moment, before bringing them back to me. “Keep practicing, Elena. And instead of getting easily distracted, think of the one person you'd like to put a bullet hole in their head. Then focus and channel your rage on that person, you'd be surprised just how effective it is,” He inhaled once more before withdrawing his hands from my body, and I glanced around to watch him leave with Alessandra.They had already walked a far distance when
ELENA DUVAL“Align your sights,” Dimitri instructed once again, his hands on my bare shoulders and his hot breath burning my skin. He was close. Dangerously too close.I could feel every part of his body against mine, burning through my skin.I swallowed hard, trying to pull all my focus to the paper target ahead of me.I fired another shot and yet again it landed anywhere else but on the paper target. I have been at this for some time now after Dimitri had me dissemble and assemble the gun several times until I could do it in my fucking sleep.“Breathe, Elena. You aren't focusing. Something's distracting you, what is it?” You.I wanted to say it so badly, but the words got stuck somewhere in my throat.“Nothing's distracting me,” I responded, tightening my hold on the gun and adjusting my finger.I fired another failed shot.“Alright. Take a five Elena,” He took the gun from my hand, and I lowered the protective headphones covering my ears.The sun was already up, its warmth seepin
Immediately, I jerked on the bed with my heart in my throat as I reached for the lamp on the bedside table.I flipped it on, and quickly its light illuminated the whole room, and my gaze fell on the figure leaning against the bed.“Jesus! Dimitri, you almost gave me a heart attack. What on earth are you doing here?” I placed a hand on my chest, leaning against the headrest.“Exactly what I would like to know, Elena, what the fuck are you doing here?” His voice was harsh and cold with a smooth blend of anger.“Sleeping, obviously,” I bit out with rage of my own.He didn't move a muscle nor an inch from where he stood. “Don't use that damn tone on me, this isn't where you sleep—”“You don't get to decide that —”“Trust me, Elena, I get to decide that and many more. You're going to be sleeping—”I cut him off. “In your bedroom? Sorry, I thought the workers made some mistake because obviously, you don't expect me to sleep in the same bed where you've fucked many of your whores to the poin
ELENA DUVALThe touch had been innocent. Dimitri's hands were braced beside me on the countertop, grazing my own, yet the warmth that flooded me felt like the letting of sunlight into a dusty dark room.The deep drawl that accompanied every word of his ran down my spine as he stood behind me, his body trapping mine against the island with his hand on my waist, his touch making me feel all the things I shouldn't. But now, as I watched him and his whore through the glass of the kitchen window, all I felt was a murderous rage.“Elena, been looking for you,” I heard James' voice before I felt his presence behind me.Without removing my eyes from the seemingly lovely couple heading towards the building opposite the penthouse, I tilted my head slightly to James. “Who's she?”“Alessandra Udinov,” He said, slipping into one of the chairs.I sent James a lazy stare, rolling my eyes. “I know that much. I mean who's she really? She's almost everywhere,”An annoying smile played on both sides of
DIMITRI CASTELLOWarm liquid of red splatter around, as the gunshot echoed in the air. A dull thunk sounded as the chair went sideways and the bloody bastard hit the ground, dead.I shifted the end of the barrel to the other bloody idiot confined to the chair. Rage and Impatience leaking off me. Rage because these damned bastards were ruining a perfectly good day for me and Impatience because we'd been interrogating these fucking cunts for the last fifteen minutes and still I hadn't gotten a word from them.Two days ago, I'd returned abruptly from my business trip because of the update I had received regarding the traitor Ricky, Elena's previous bodyguard who had been with her and responsible for her accident. He had suddenly vanished after the accident and had managed to remain hidden until a few days ago when my men found him, unfortunately, dead.From the state of his lifeless body, he had been dead for a few days. Murdered by whoever he had been working for.I sighed, clenching my
ELENA DUVAL“But he did agree to help me out,” I told Tiffany and heard her squeal but I didn't tell her the details. I trusted Tiffany, but for her sake, I didn't think it was necessary to pull her deeper into any of this. She was doing way too much for me already.“I'm coming over now,” I told her.“I'm not home. I'm out working,” She said and I told her about my sudden trip with Dimitri and I'd be away for some weeks.We chatted for a while before disconnecting. By seven, Chris was already parked outside the mansion waiting for me and once we had settled in, he drove to the airport.I found Dimitri waiting for me there near one of his private Jets. Even in the darkness, he was still a sight to behold. He wasn't in his suit from this morning, instead, he was in black jeans, a v-neck tee shirt, and a leather jacket. I was sure there wasn't a single piece of clothing that he didn't look good in.He was on a call, but his gaze coasted over to me as I approached him, and my single suitc
His gaze swept through me, making me consciously aware of the workout pants and sports bra I was wearing. He passed a couple of feet away to the fridge taking out a bottle of water.I stood there, watching him. His brandy-colored hair was mussed, brushing his collar, and I grew warm remembering I had my hand around it just last night.As if sensing my stare, he flicked his eyes towards me, raising a questioning brow.I swallowed. “Hungry?” I asked as the timer of the stove went off and I pulled out the casserole.“I'm good, I have a breakfast meeting,” He said, striding closer to me. Now I could feel the tingles that erupted as his presence brushed me.He leaned against the counter, arms crossed and the attention of his stare on me. “There's a phone on my desk, it's yours. It has my number in it already so don't call me with random numbers,’’I don't know why, but something took flight in my stomach. It was sweet and warm.“Thanks,” My response was quiet as I filled my plate and heavi
ELENA DUVALImmediately I got my hands working. I opened the first aid box and started disinfecting the wound and slowly dressing it.I looked up at him once I had successfully bandaged the wounded area and had trashed the tissues but I remained trapped between his legs.I took out a cotton wool ball, leaning forward, and slowly my hand reached for the small cut a few inches from his black thick brow. I took a deep breath, ignoring the heat of his stare that had never for once blinked away.I inhaled again, my breath becoming ragged with each inhale. The air itself was him and our closeness was not doing me any good. I gasped lightly as a spark rocked through me as I lifted my hand to his neck. It was wild, sending aftershocks through my body. My eyes lifted to meet his. The black of his eyes had pooled into the gray ones, leaving them utterly dark.The ache in my stomach blossomed and filled every available space in my body. I could feel the heat of his gaze on me everywhere, and he