My heart raced down my ribcage as I shook my head.
No, no, no! This isn't possible! He can't join hands with Monet against us. Anyone, but not him. Not my own brother.
But my denial didn't live up to the truth before me for long as I listened to their conversation.
"No one saw you coming here, right?" Robert asked, casting a swift glance at the gate.
Alex shook his head. "No. I was careful, don't worry."
"Good," said Robert. "Here is the envelope. Everything that you need is inside it. Though I'm feeling bad for those people who are gonna die soon."
Die? That meant It was indeed the same manilla envelope Jenna stole?
No matter how much I didn't want to believe that my own brother would betray us, his family, he just broke my trust further when a tiny smirk tugged up at the corner of his mouth. His dark eyes were void of any emotions
I knew the voice.Zion.With panic settling in my mind, I let out a shaky breath through my lips. My hands slipped from the window sill as I slowly turned around.And there he was. Standing there with his hands in his pockets, he watched me with a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth. A smirk that mocked me.A recognition flickered in my head.Dark unruly hair, dark soulless eyes.The man I met at the pizza shop, the day before Dad gave me permission to join the office.My eyes widened. So that tattooed man was him? Zion Monet? James Monet's son. And he was following me closely."You…" A whisper left my lips."Tsk, tsk! Didn't your father teach you not to sneak into the enemy's home, princess? It could be dangerous, you know? You can get killed," he said, menace drippi
Hours passed, and I stayed in that room. Alone and tied. With no food and water. The exhaustion in my body urged me to rest my head against the top rail of the chair and allow myself to close my eyes. But the little bulb hanging above my head reminded me of what situation I was in.I was kidnapped and tied. My throat was sore from screaming my lungs out for them to release me, cursing them when no one responded.My own brother left me among my kidnappers, what would I expect from my enemies?My heart clenched as the face of the love of my life flashed across my mind. The man might be losing his sanity and looking for me everywhere.But how could he find me without knowing my location?Monet and his men were smart. They wouldn't take me somewhere where my people could easily find me. They knew how the mafia worked, they were in it for decades. So without knowing my location,
Keeping my eyes set on the person sitting inside the car with his face hidden in the shadows, I took a step back. A shaky breath left me.No! I couldn't let them get a hold on me. Not again.With my heart pounding down my chest, I took another step back. Ready to run in the opposite direction.But then the person slid out of the lavish car and stepped forward. The street light fell on him, revealing his face.A pair of urgent electric blue eyes met mine. The eyes I was so familiar with, the eyes I was so much in love with."Sofia…" His oh so familiar deep voice reached my ears.A sense of relief and happiness bloomed in my chest. Tears burned in my vision at the sight of him."Adrian!"Crying out, I sprinted towards him. And before I could reach him, he took two long desperate steps forward and hauled me
When the car screeched to a halt, I peeked outside. An enormous three story mansion greeted me with a well groomed garden and dozens of black uniformed guards parading around its parameter.Realization set in me.I turned to look at Adrian, who sat there quietly, too quiet to be normal. The uniforms of those guards and the tension in his posture told me whose mansion it was.'only for you.'His words echoed in my mind. A warmth surged through my chest.He hated his father so much that he even couldn't stand hearing his mere name. But now, he was ready to stay under the same roof with him and cooperate.Only for me.Leaning in, I put my hand on his thigh. "You don't have to do this. We can go back to your penthouse. We will have your guards there. We will be fine."Yes, I wanted him to forgive Sinister, to have a
His fingers trailed down my neck to my cleavage, leaving my skin burning in desire. My heartbeat quickened as my breathing came out laboured."You want punishment, love?" he asked in his deep husky voice.I nodded."Then why is your heart beating so fast? I can tell this anticipation isn't for the punishment. It's for something else." He brushed his lips against my jaw. The rough stubble of his against my soft skin sent goosebumps across my entire being. "Something that brings pleasure. And I can assure you, my love, punishment doesn't bring pleasure. It brings pain."His heady mascular scent, his deep voice murmuring close to my ear, his desirable lips being so close to mine and his sinful half naked frame pressing against me made me squirm underneath him."Adrian…" A whimper left me when he moved away his lips from my hungry ones.Lifting himse
Surprised, I glanced back at Adrian, whose hard gaze was set solely on his suddenly popped up cousin. And his ticking jaw told the not so good history between them. "Dominic, my boy!" chirped Sinister, patting on the almost black eyed man's back before he pulled him into a hug. "It's so good to see you here." The look on Dominic's face remained stoic, but a flicker of respect did dwell in his dead eyes as he nodded at Sinister. "What's he doing here?" A very displeased voice of my angry man rang across the room. His narrowed gaze set on Sinister, demanding an answer. "Calm down. He is here to help," replied the Russian mob boss. "Did I say I needed his help?" The volume of his voice rose. "You know his connections and ways. And to be honest, he knows my gang more than I do nowadays. So actually it's me who needs him more than anyone else over here
Stirring the coffee, I took a sip. Hours had passed and there was no sign of Adrian. He said he had to attend some important meetings via conference calls, but I didn't know it would take so long. Nor was there any sign of Laura.To kill my time, I had paraded around the mansion, face timed Chloe. I asked her to come over with the others, but she was too busy with her cafe. That girl was a workaholic. Just like her father, Tim.When I didn't have anything to do, I came to the kitchen to make some cupcakes for Adrian and a cup of coffee for me. Last time he loved my cupcakes. I knew after the punishment he gave me last night, his anger had wavered a little. But not totally. That incident still bothered him, I could tell it no matter what he showed. So I hoped these cupcakes would lift his mood a little.Blood rushed to my cheeks at the recollection of his punishment. My behind was still sore due to his delicious spa
The mighty Adrian Larsen, my boss/boyfriend, was down on his one knee before me. Those electric blue oceans were so intense that I couldn't dart my gaze away.My heart raced in my chest, my mouth went dry."A-adrian…What are you doing?"Is he going to…"Doing what I should've done a long time ago." His voice was deep, etched with grave seriousness.To my surprise, a nervousness flickered in his eyes for a moment before he composed himself. Taking my hand in his, he took a deep breath, holding my gaze."You know, the moment I saw you in that bar months ago I knew you were a trouble. A beautiful trouble that could turn my life upside down. When you teased me and I decided to chase you until you were mine, I knew you could be my destruction. But I didn't care," he said. "To be honest, I wanted that destruction more than anything. And yo