Chapter 13 - Threesone

MIKHAIL

She was something.

I turned the steering wheel as we drove away from the company. From the corner of my eye, I saw her glaring at me, still pissed about what had happened earlier.

I could take her anger, her disgust, and most importantly, her hatred towards me. But I could never imagine seeing fear in her eyes when everything repeated itself again.

I came to this realization when I led her into the bunker with bullets flying around us.

She begged me to let her out of there, but all I did was make her watch me get shot.

From time to time, I saw her staring at my chest, and at one point she tried touching the spot. It might look like she was being nasty and bratty, but I saw the worry in her eyes.

Thankfully, I had asked Eren for treatment before she woke up. That was why I did everything to make sure no danger came her way.

“So… where did you go dressed like this?” she asked, and I glanced briefly away from the road to her and saw the way her brow arched.

I smiled and focused on the road. “I went for a party,” I lied, narrowing my eyes just in time to see the way her face stiffened.

The corner of my lips lifted as satisfaction settled in me.

“How was the interview?” I decided to change the topic, but that did not change the expression on her face.

Calista glared harshly at me before turning her head to look outside.

“I don't know,” she said through clenched teeth. Someone was angry.

“Okay,” I replied and continued driving. At the same time, my phone dinged and I glanced down at the message on the screen.

[Baby, when are you coming home? I have a little surprise for you.]

Another came in.

[You didn't get in touch with me after what happened last time.]

Then another chimed in again.

[I miss you. I can't wait to have your cock buried deep inside my throat.]

The sender was Sera. I sighed heavily, turned off the screen, and focused on the road. At a distance, I saw my men's vehicles driving ahead of us, and from the rearview mirror, I saw some behind us.

Calista was not aware of this, but I had ordered forty-eight men to follow her until she finished the interview.

I glanced at her and saw she was staring outside, refusing to look at me. The reason I had stopped her from looking behind her earlier was that my men caught someone waiting to run her over with a truck.

I did not want her to witness what happened to that person.

“Do you have plans for today?” I asked, my foot pressing the brake slowly just as the car in front stopped. The traffic light had turned red, and I decided to use that moment to talk to her.

“I don't.” Surprisingly, she answered me.

“Hm.” I nodded, but at that moment my phone dinged again and I unlocked the screen to see another message from Sera.

[I'm playing with myself now, baby. I invited someone over. I have always fantasized about being fucked by two.]

Ugh.

[Your wife isn't at home, and Cal isn't either. They must have gone somewhere together. Let's have fun before they return.]

I opened the messages and deleted them. After that, I went to Maco's contact and sent him a few words.

[Get rid of her before I return.]

A few seconds later his message came in. [Understood.]

“Who's that?” Cal's voice sounded beside me and I turned to face her, only to freeze when I saw how close her face was to mine. “Is it serious?”

I swallowed the dryness in my throat from how close she was and how her arms pressed her breasts forward. My eyes unintentionally fell to her exposed cleavage, and I caught sight of the curve of her breasts.

“It isn't.” But right then a honk came from behind us, and I snapped out of my daze. “Cover yourself,” I said, but it came out harsher than I intended.

Cal glanced down at her chest and when she saw what I meant, she sat upright instantly, her hands wrapping around her chest, her neck and face flushed.

I pressed the accelerator and the car moved forward. “I didn't see anything.”

“Shut up!” she screamed.

I shut my mouth and turned the steering wheel as the car entered a different road. Cal cursed at me under her breath and I pretended like I heard nothing.

A few minutes later, the car pulled into the compound and I parked in the parking lot. I opened the driver's door and just as Cal was about to leave, I said, “Wait here.” She paused, glaring at me.

I chuckled lightly and got out of the driver's seat, walking around to her side. I opened the door and she got out, flinging her hair at me.

I closed my eyes, feeling the sting, but I did not say anything and closed the door. One of the men came over and I threw the key to him before going after Cal.

I took out my phone and checked Maco's contact, but there had not been a message from him about whether he got her out of the house or not.

Cali was almost at the door, and I rushed forward, not wanting her to see whatever that girl called a surprise.

“Cali,” I called, and she stopped, turning to face me.

“What is it this time?” she snapped, obviously still pissed from what happened earlier.

“Good, you still have some energy in you. Would you like to go somewhere with me? There's a bar that opened last week and they have some good wine. You look like you need a drink,” I said.

Calista's eyes widened in interest, but it disappeared just as quickly as it came.

“No, I'm good.” She sneered at me and grabbed the door, opening it. I tried to stop her but it was too late.

“Baby!” Sera's squeal sounded in front of us, and I stood there staring at the scene before us.

She was in lingerie. Was that supposed to be sexy? And who the hell was the fool beside her?

“Sera?” Calista exclaimed, her bag and file dropped to the floor. “What the fuck are you doing in my house?”