CHASE.
"And did you get him?" I asked Vadim, my right-hand man and he shook his head.
Incompetent fool.
"So you are saying someone tried to attack our warehouse and you could not catch him, one person?" I groused and he looked like he was going to say something but I cut him off.
"Just one man. And you couldn't catch him" My jaw clenched at the sheer stupidity of what he is saying, none of our rival clan has enough balls to get close to my property I won't just retaliate I will make sure they don't have anything left to fall back on.
Unless it's her.
"We thought it was just a tourist who got lost until he started shooting the guards, the others were able to outnumber him so he left on his bike" Vadim narrated.
"And his license number? The cameras outside?" I probed, if I'm going to go after whoever it was I need to know if it isn't from my brothers back home.
"The camera was destroyed before he came, he must have hacked into it. But one of the injured men who saw him from up close said it's a man, he was wearing a mask so they couldn't see his face" He explained and I nodded.
"Find him, I don't care how you do it but one man can't just be bold enough to attack my men, make sure you have more information about this masked man by the end of the month" I ordered and he nodded.
"And the Carlisles?" I asked, typing on my desktop computer, the grainy picture of a ginger-haired woman was displayed on my screen, my eyes caught the silver ring on her left hand and my fists clenched.
She even dared to wear Kolya's ring, flaunting her treasure from her first kill.
I will enjoy breaking her into pieces.
After Vadim suggested the marriage deal, I accepted because I know that's the only way I will have absolute control over her but seeing my brother's ring on her finger makes me want to crack that skull open and watch her bleed before the lights fade from her pretty eyes.
Watch the crimson soak her ginger hair and -
"We have been told Don Carlisle informed his daughter of the marriage deal" Vadim voiced out interrupting my thoughts and I nodded uninterested in the details.
The Don didn't hesitate when we offered to call a truce on those terms, I was hoping he would resist or reject my offer so I could kill the bastard but Vadim is a smart fucker he was able to make it look like we really wanted peace.
But the Don is supposed to know that's bullshit if he's smart, or he doesn't care about his daughter. That would explain why he would have his daughter over to the enemy on a silver platter.
What if I chop her head off and send it to him instead?
But she has such a pretty dainty neck, I have never met Sloane Carlisle before not even with the bad blood between us. I never cared enough to see what she looked like. I only want her dead.
Gone.
Erased.
I don't give a shit if she's beautiful or not, but after seeing how she looks made me understand why they call her a devilish angel.
She has a stunning face, with the layered ginger hair and ethereal teal color eyes, pale skin, oval-shaped face, and red lips. A bit too tall for a woman, she's 5'10 with a curvy slender body.
She has a soft kind of beauty like that of an angel but I knew better, she murdered Kolya in cold blood when she was just a fucking minor.
I wasn't bothered by her beauty, I have seen countless beautiful women so this one doesn't make any difference, if she tries anything stupid I will slit her throat the same way she did with my brother.
I still remember that day when I saw him, his cold body, his wide empty eyes, and the dried teardrop on his cheek.
It has haunted me since that night. I wanted her gone even at that moment but Father insisted we wait, Sokolovs don't do impulsivity.
Everything we do is meticulously planned and perfectly executed.
So I waited for years to finally get my revenge only for me to hear the Bravta was against me taking over my father's position as the Pakhan's right-hand man because I don't have a wife. I was livid when I heard the rumors and Vadim confirmed that it was true.
I wasn't going to let them push me to the side and ruin all my father had worked for with such a silly reason.
They wanted me to get married so I will grant their wish.
Then Vadim suggested I kill two birds with one stone, get married, and have my revenge at the same time.
From what I heard she doesn't like to be told what to do, too bad I'm controlling.
Vadim walked out of my study and I carried the glass of vodka close to my computer taking a long sip before I put it back. Today was terribly boring.
My phone started vibrating and I scowled when I saw that it was the men I put in charge of the hotel my latest investments, this would be the first time they were calling me instead of Vadim.
"What is it?" I snapped as soon as I picked up.
"Sir, there has been a breach," The man at the other end said and I sat upright using my other hand to type on my computer.
"Who is the intruder?" I asked calmly as I hacked into the hotel cameras, I watched as a woman wearing a black shirt and black jeans with a face mask concealing her identity walked into the lobby with a black bag.
That wasn't what made her stand out, it's her ginger hair.
I can recognize that hair anywhere even if I just saw it, the silk strand shines in the light even with the grainy picture I knew who it was and my instincts are always right, and the precise steps of a dangerous woman on a mission.
"Make sure you catch her," I ordered coldly. I was curious to know what she was doing on the stairs.
I watched as she got out of the elevator and paused when she saw the camera, then flipped off whoever she thought was watching.
Brave little thing, I would give her that.
"Let her go, she's leaving already so find out what she did with the stairs" I added and hung up on him calling Kazmir instantly.
"I want you to follow Sloane Carlisle, she just left my hotel, find out where she's going to" I instructed and he grunted a reply at the other end.
"And Kazmir-"
One moment I was watching my men move around and the next they flew back then the camera went blank.
"I think we both know what she just did to the hotel," Kazmir said and I could hear the shuffling in the background despite the rage simmering inside me with the loud roaring in my head.
She blew up my hotel.
"Change of plans, bring her to me dead or alive make sure she's here in fifteen minutes"
CHASE “She has a mind of her own.” Sloane whispered, well she struggled with her words. I watched her, I watched how fast her chest rose, her nipples were swollen under the clamps, red too. I could see sweat running down her skin, glistening under the light, her wrists were still tight in the cuffs. This was it, this was the best sight. I didn't want her resting, I liked how she looked, wrecked. Wrecked for me. I wanted her shaking for me, begging for more. My cock was still hard and I was ready to use her again. “You think I am done with you” I whispered in her ear, my lips dragging over her skin, she shivered, her voice broke as she stammered. I could see the light in her eyes draining, I smirked. “N-no… please… Chase…” and that only made me harder, it made me fuller and pumped for her. I wanted to break her more, so I tugged the cuffs tighter, she gasped loudly, her chest rising, her nipples standing, waiting for me. Yes, yes this was it. “Good girl” I growled, “you’re n
CHASEWe had just finished the first round, and it was nighttime now. I leaned back against the headboard. Sloane was beside me, warming on my body. I felt her hair soft on my skin. My hands rubbed her hips as I held her close. I knew I had to feel her close to me.“You feel too good like this,” I murmured as I brushed her hair back. “Every time I touch you, I want more.”Her lips parted in a smirk. She winked, daring me. “You already had more,” she teased. “What, you’re not satisfied yet?”“Never,” I growled. Her hands gripped my shoulders. “You’re trouble,” I added. “Could say the same,” she whispered.I didn’t wait. My hands grabbed her hips, and I turned her over, actually flipped her to her back. “Tonight, I’m taking control,” I murmured. Then I reached for the drawer, pulling out the leather cuffs. Her eyes widened, and her heart drummed loudly. “Chase…” she stuttered as she trembled. “Do you trust me?” I whispered into her ear. Her lips parted. “I trust you.”I immediat
SLOANEI got back into the room like he commanded, like he wanted. I walked around the room, and I ran my hand through my hair. My anger was burning inside me. I was angry at him and his cousin. Worse of all, Kazmir. But underneath everything, I was scared. I was afraid of the day when Chase wouldn't be around. I was afraid that I wouldn't survive it. And I missed him, right now in my anger. I missed him, I wanted to be angry, and I wanted to give him space. But I couldn't because I needed him, because I cared for him. I know I shouldn't, but I can't control my heart; the heart wants what it wants. Then the door opened softly, and he stepped in. Chase. My heart skipped a beat. I was relieved that he came. I was relieved that he was here. I wanted to yell, but my knees buckled the moment I saw him. “You’re quiet,” he said. “What are you thinking about?”I turned around, trying to control myself. Facing him now, I knew I had to talk. I ignored how he stared at my boobs. “I
CHASEI didn’t expect Mark to wait around after what happened. I sent him out of my home. Instead, I found him in the hall. Pissed as hell, the hair on his arms stood tall. Blood dripped from his lip. I knew Mark, and what he hated was being told no; he hated being stopped and feeling out of control. I was ready to throw more punches. Not only did he come here on my father's wishes, but he also choked my wife. He deserved everything that's happening between us. I looked around and I saw Kazmir. He could sense the tension. “Boss,” he whispered. “Stop, don’t start something here, you can’t win this in front of him.”I wanted to yell at him and tell him to get out of my way, but I stopped. Kazmir had a point. I didn’t want outsiders seeing me lose control, even if it was my blood.Mark glared at me. I felt his rage. I didn’t blame him if someone had hit my jaw. I would be thinking of taking his head. “Do you think you are stronger than me? Do you think she is yours? This woman was
SLOANEI noticed something was different, but I couldn't pinpoint what it was until it was past 10 am. I realized I hadn't seen Annika. It was off because she would be the first person to greet me and tend to me when I came out of the room. She would have a smile on her face, her hair would be in a tied bun – it always made her really beautiful. She would have a fresh tray of donuts for me and tea, but today, there was nothing. I looked around; the halls felt empty and quiet.Something was wrong. I was suspicious, and I tried to shake off the feeling. So I created different scenarios, maybe she had been busy with chores. “Have you seen Annika?” I asked one of the maids as I passed the kitchen.She looked at me for a second before she said a word. “I… I cannot speak to you, Miss. The boss does not allow it.”“What do you mean?” I asked, and fear took over me. What had happened? What was she hiding?The maid lowered her eyes. “I cannot say more, Miss. Please… forgive me.”I waved t
CHASEI like silence, but on days like this, it was deafening and strange. My warehouse was quiet; I was sure the ghosts of my men weren't there either. Regardless of it all, I made sure my nerves were sharp, but something about my cousin, Mark, being here didn't sit well with me properly Then I heard footsteps next, they were heavy and confident. I turned, and I saw him; he wasn't sneaking. He never did. Sloane's father was a man who walked like he owned everything. My hand stayed close to my gun at my hip; it was merely reflexes because I knew I wouldn't need it. “Chase.” He called it like he was in control. “We need to revisit the arrangements we made.” I raised an eyebrow before I crossed my arms. I knew he would always ask for more and more, like everyone else did.“Go ahead, tell me your terms.” He smiled, one of those slow, smug smiles. “Giving you Sloane…that’s worth more than we agreed. You understand, don’t you? I want more. I want freedom at the border, and I want t