Heaven dead

Lorenzo POV

She looked up at me, fear written all over her face. “How did you find me?”

I let out a smirk. “You’re nothing but a dumb, naive girl. It’s easy to find someone like you.” I moved closer, watching her flinch. “I planned all this just to see if you’d fall for it, and you did.”

She shook her head. “You’re a monster.”

I smirked. “Oh no, I’m so much worse. And you just proved me right. That video you deleted? I have another copy, you just screwed yourself even more.”

Her lips trembled. “Why are you doing this? I don't want to act like someone I don't know."

I leaned in and whispered.“Because I can, I want you to know you can’t escape from me. And now, you’ll pay for what you did.”

I grabbed her hand, tight enough to make her wince and dragged her toward the car. She struggled, whispering, “Let me go…”

“Have you forgotten the rules?” I cut her off. “You talk too much.”

Her eyes filled with tears, but I didn’t stop. i dragged her into the car and closed the door, I didn’t even understand why I was this mad, but I couldn’t hold it back.

When we reached the mansion, I opened the car door and pulled her out. Her knees almost gave out as I forced her toward the room, i shut the door behind us.

“Take off your clothes.”

She snapped, hugging herself tightly. “I’m not doing that.”

I stepped closer,“I don’t like repeating myself. If you refuse, you’ll wish you were dead.”

She started at me, tears rolled down here eyes, as hands trembling hands reached for the hem of her dress.

“Now you're going to know what it means to disobey me." I put on the shower and placed one of her legs on my shoulder. I placed the shower nozzle between her legs. 

“No.. no, no." She cried, she dug her nails into my arm. 

“What exactly did I tell you?" I asked, looking into her teary eyes. 

“I don't know, you say a lot of things." She whispered, she looked like she had lost all her strength. I increased the pressure of her water and lowered the temperature.

“You're Irina not Isabella." 

“Yes, yes, I heard you." She bit her lips.

I slid my hand between her vulva and spread her clit open. 

“Stop." She screamed. 

“Shh… you don't say stop you say stop Daddy." I whispered in her ear, I spread the lips of her clit more and I put my finger in, thrusting it in and out.

“No. .hmm..daddy no." She moaned, tightening her grip on my arm.

“ Good girl, “I increase the pace and worked my hand in and out massaging her clits with my thumb.

“This is a warning. Try me again, and I’ll make your legs useless.”

I walked out of the bathroom, anger written all over my face. My hands were still wet, but I didn’t care. I went straight into my room, pulled off my jacket, and sat on the edge of the bed.

The door opened before I could even breathe. Luci walked in, quiet as always, but his face said it wasn’t good news.

“What is it now?” I asked, my tone flat.

He stepped closer. “We’ve got a problem, boss. A hundred crates from the last shipment are missing.”

I froze, my jaw tightening. “Missing? Or stolen?”

He shifted his weight. “Looks stolen. The cameras were cut before the truck left the dock. My guess,  it’s the Russians.”

My teeth ground together. “Those bastards again.” I stood up, anger burning through me. “Find out who was on duty. I want names, Luci. And I want those crates back before sunrise.”

He gave a sharp nod. “Already on it.”

I walked over to the window, looking out at the dark yard. Every deal, every shipment, every person in my life came with a price. And tonight, it felt like everything was slipping.

I dragged a hand down my face. “Anything else?”

Luci hesitated before speaking. “Catrina called. She said she wants to meet you. Said it’s urgent.”

I turned to him slowly, my brows pulling together. “Catrina?”

“Yeah. She sounded serious.”

I let out a short laugh with no humor in it. “That woman never learns, she's always on my neck."

Luci gave a small shrug. “She doesn’t take no for an answer.”

I looked away, eyes drifting back to the window. I could hear my heart beat,  too many things fighting for space, Irina’s face, the missing shipment, and now Catrina.

“Tell her I’ll meet her tomorrow,” I muttered. “Right now, I’ve got something else to deal with.”