Beau
She had to find Antoine Lemonte. It was her number one priority. They needed to get their lives back. Never had violence been an integral part of her life but for the family that had cared and accepted her without question, she would be willing to kill anyone posing as a threat.
People had been coming in and out of their office. Dr. Hope was hovering nearby. And maman had been busy contacting people. Dominic's father was preparing the ransom. One billion worth of gold bars and diamonds. Fucking asshole! The bastard was greedy.
I will find you. Incited by pure determination, her fingers were a blur on her keyboard, eyes glued to the screen. She played the audio louder, isolating other sounds, all that remained was Antoine's and his
Dominic -One Year Later - December in San Francisco prevailed some semblance of warmth from the past autumn season. Perfect. Just perfect. From his vantage point, with critical gray-green depths, he surveyed the vast garden below him. One same word. Perfect. Everything was. The weather had cooperated. It was not too humid and it was not too cold. All he needed was his family to make this special day astounding. Beau and his son, Sebastian, were out of his reach. It had been hours. He scowled.How long does it take to get ready?He loathed
FourMonths LaterBeau"I won't walk down the aisle until we found Dinara." Her chin was firmed and her brown eyes were flashing. She had made her position on such a touchy subject ages ago."Okay, detka. You win. But you have to sign this." She narrowed her gaze at her fiance. Though it was no use calling him that, everyone took leave to address her Mrs. Vasiliy or tzarina. She let them be. She was enjoying it anyway but she wouldn't admit it to the man towering over her with possessiveness."What are these?" There were at least five copies of documents that he wanted her signature on.His jaw clenched and he refused to answer. "I just need your signature, detka. Don't figh
DominicThis fucking man saved his life. His friend jumped out of nowhere and intercepted the fucking bullet meant for him.The Cartel leader now had a fucking bullet wound in his ribcage, it went through and through and it was stuck in Dominic's thigh. Still, he was grateful he lived. He couldn't leave his beautiful detka just yet.Grunting from the irritating pain in his leg, he half crawled towards his friend's bleeding body. They would make sure he'd live.Antoine Lemonte, sprawled on his back, his face blank and his brains splattered beneath him. He was only a few feet away, and Alec, Dominic's general, smoking gun in hand was looking down at him in disgust.The
BeauShe had to find Antoine Lemonte. It was her number one priority. They needed to get their lives back. Never had violence been an integral part of her life but for the family that had cared and accepted her without question, she would be willing to kill anyone posing as a threat.People had been coming in and out of their office. Dr. Hope was hovering nearby. And maman had been busy contacting people. Dominic's father was preparing the ransom. One billion worth of gold bars and diamonds.Fucking asshole!The bastard was greedy.I will find you.Incited by pure determination, her fingers were a blur on her keyboard, eyes glued to the screen. She played the audio louder, isolating other sounds, all that remained was Antoine's and his
DinaraWhere am I?Feeling like her head was splitting in two, she groaned. She tried to shift to lessen the ache. It was no use. Everywhere hurt. Especially her shoulder.Think!She couldn't. Her mind was blanked. So blanked.Something was telling her, this was bad. Wherever she was. It was bad. She had to go back to her family. Who were her family?Her blue-violet eyes opened and her lips twisted. Glancing around, she tried to remember where she was.This was some kind of a warehouse. She was on a small cot, IV inserted in the back of her left hand and she was in a Mickey Mouse shirt with bandages underneath. The room she was in was smal
The EnemyAntoine LemonteHe was cleverer than most men and he knew it. Dinara Vasiliy. She was on her way to him. Or she will once this was over.A bit damaged but he didn't care. He licked his lips in anticipation.His next mission. Money. Lots of it. And of course, the new tzarina. But he was hesitant over executing the rest of his plans.Dominic's bitch might prove to be a handful while the mafia princess was as sweet as they come.The anticipation was killing him. Nevertheless, he had to wait for the perfect timing. Jordan had the girl hidden somewhere.Antoine will give her time to heal b