đšYou're Mine And My Possessionđš (Book 1)
A Dark Romance Novel.
Written By
Okeke-Eze Ifeoma IsabellaPROLOGUE
The chill ringing from her phone woke her up, picking it up without checking the caller ID. Anyone calling her through this number has a job for her. It's the number she uses if anyone wants to contact her or rather her assassin name, Mr King.
"Yes."
"Mr King, you have a job," A male voice said almost immediately.
"What kind of job do you have for me and before you proceed, know that I don't kill children." Samira told him. She knew how her voice would sound at the other end, a man's voice with rough edges. She had made sure she changed her feminine voice to a male voice with a rough deep baritone. No one could guess the person they are always talking to is a lady.
"I need you to kill someone for me, he is not a child."
"Who is he?" Samira asked.
"His name is Zinedine and he will be attending a birthday party tonight. It's to lure him out, we know what we did before he agreed to attend this birthday party, so don't fuck it up."
The warning the man added in his long sentences made Samira's lips twitch up a bit.
"Well, does this Zinedine have a last name?"
"There is no need to mention his last name, you will know it's him once he comes to the party. He won't announce himself but the people there will do it for you."
"How much?"
"20 Million dollars."
Samira mouth parted in shock, this is the second highest money paid for killing a client, the first one was a Mafia drug Lord and she was paid 15 million dollars to eliminate him and now this.
"I know you must be shocked by the amount I am willingly to pay to have him killed, he's a tough guy, so be careful."
Samira snorted as she couldn't help it, careful her sexy ass.
"Send me my full money, you know Mr King doesn't do half payment now and balance later."
"I know that's why you are the perfect one for the job," the man said to her. "Before I forget, the birthday party is strictly by invitation so I am going to send you a copy of an invitation card to your G***l address. You know what to do with it."
"Send me my complete money and I will start getting prepared."
"Mr King, no matter what, he has to die toni-"
Samira didn't let him finish his words and cut the call. Checking her clock, it was 2pm in the afternoon and at that same moment an alert came to her phone. Her lips lifted up at the corner.
Dividing and transferring money to all her accounts she has with her real name she checked her G***l account next. She always made sure she didn't leave her traces behind. Mr King is a ghost and a ghost he shall remain.
The invitation card had been sent, she quickly printed it out with her printer she had in her room. For someone killing for a living, the place she was staying was a one room apartment with kitchen and bathroom.
Holding the birthday party invitation in her hands, she hummed to herself. Operation killing Zinedine is on.
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It was 8:30 pm and she was already at the premises of the so called celebrant, she wouldn't deny the mansion was magnificent but she wasn't here for sightseeing. She was wearing a strapless long shiny red elegant dress that reached her feet which was made of tiny diamonds and red ruby, bringing out her curves, the side of the dress was silt up to her thigh and wearing a stiletto heel strappy red sandals to match. Her brown hair was let down with a bit of make-up on her face. She was holding a Cleopatra Clutches which cost her $400,000 dollars. She needed to look expensive.
Showing the guard outside the mansion her invitation card, he allowed her in. She ignored the flirting smile the guard had to her and focused on the inside which was already filled with people of class. She was here on a mission and that was why she was dressed to kill.
The sound her heels were making attracted some curious eyes to her and she gave them her killer smile. She knew she was beautiful without being told. Looking at the men and ladies, some were eye-fucking her while some of the ladies were glaring at her already. Wow honey it's not easy to have this body of hers and face, she smiled at the lady who was dressed the most and who men were flocking around her, without being told that is the celebrant. She shifted her gaze from the celebrant and wondered among the men in here, who could be the one that called her this afternoon. She walked up to an empty artylife sofa and sat down, crossing her legs and used her wolf hearing abilities to check if anyone would mention Zinedine's name. She had made sure she covered her wolf scent with the perfume a witch friend of hers gave to her. She could sense her fellow wolves but she pretended not to notice.
All of a sudden, the aura of the room changed as the door opened and a young man of 20 years walked in, wearing loose ripped jeans and t-shirt unlike the men in here that are wearing expensive suits. Everyone was staring at him.
Her heart skipped a beat and not because of how handsome the young man was but recognizing who he is. She heard the whispers which confirm her fears, he is indeed Zinedine, but the name she knew him as wasn't Zinedine. Whoever that had placed a hit on Zinedine must also be powerful.
The celebrant was approaching him with a sexy smile on her face and Samira wanted to scratch that smile off the bitch face. She can't kill him, how can she kill a wolf, not just any wolf but a Millennium wolf.
She stood up immediately to get out of there but her bag chose that moment to fall down with a loud thud bringing some attention to her including Zinedine.
No, no, no...
She saw his eyes widening in shock which made her realize he remembered her. He began to move towards her with her name 'Mira' on his lips.
She didn't wait, she ran out without looking behind her. She ran to where she packed her bmw range down the street, she unlocked it and was about to open the driver side of the car when his hand stopped her.
"Sweetheart." His voice sent shivers down her spine in a good way but she hid it.
"Don't call me that." Samira groaned.
"My love."
"Or that."
"My Dream Girl."
"Even that."
"Mi Tesoro." meaning 'My Treasure' in Spanish.
"What do you want?" Samira finally asked, turning to look at him, they were so close that their lips were almost touching. One of his hands was on her waist and the other one was cupping one of her beasts.
"Why do you keep running away from me Mi Tesoro? Now that I have you here with me again, I won't let go of you forever."
He kissed her passionately.
â¤ď¸ Ghosted â¤ď¸It was almost 9:30 pm and Samira was seen coming out from a shopping mall with some groceries in her hands. She headed towards a blue Nissan Qashqai car, opened the boot and threw her shopping bag filled with groceries in and closed the boot. And soon she drove off the premises of the shopping mall.It's been eight years, eight good years since she ran away from Spain to hide somewhere in Australia. She has been living the life of a ghost and intends to keep it that way for a long time if possible. It's very impossible for anyone to track her down with her old name, Mr King, she is one of the best hackers, the very best, and had made sure she cleared her conversation with the person who paid her 20 million dollars, in fact she cleared any traces of Mr King. To the underworld crime Lords, Mr King is dead.Eight years ago, she couldn't resist the charming Zinedine no matter how hard she tried to and they ended up having sex in the five star hotel he was staying in. No, she
â¤ď¸ Going Back Home â¤ď¸ "Really?" Samira asked with raised brows, looking at her son in a way that screams 'I don't believe this shit you are telling me one bit.' "Really really mum." He replied with a mischievous smile. "Anyway, I kept one of them alive for you to question." "You did good son," Samira said as she rolled up the groaning man on the floor and made him sit down. And switch on the light. "Why did you switch off the light?" "It was fun." Seeing the face of the man, Samira knew they were humans without being told. She removed the gag from his mouth and grabbed his throat as her hand turned to her wolf claws, seeing that he wasn't a bit surprised or scared, she knew they knew about the existence of wolves and were working with them. "Who sent you?" Samira demanded, tighten her hold on his neck a little bit. "If you don't talk now the show that my son put on will be nothing compared to what I would do to you." She added and released a bit of her claws on him as he began t
â¤ď¸ A Surprise Visit â¤ď¸Coming back home made old unwanted memories flood her mind and she pushed it back. She shouldn't dwell in the past but look forward to her future. After all, she now has a son and keeping him safe is all that matters to her.They landed in the early hours of the following morning.Samira made sure her son and her were covered as she entered one of the taxis outside the airport and told the old man where she was going."It's a far journey ma'am, it will cost you a lot." the old driver told her."Did I tell you that I won't pay?""I was just telling you that your fees will be high.""I know, now drive." Samira said. This was one of the reasons why she could have rented a car but she didn't want to bring unwanted attention to her. She might be monitored.The driver smiled with a nod and drove out of the airport to her destination.****Lucius Zinedine Wilderwood was with his father and his other two younger siblings. They were in the living room as Zinedine and his
â¤ď¸ Conversation â¤ď¸Eleanor Home:Once they were in, Eleanor took them to the only guest room she had, luckily for them it was neatly arranged. Setting their bags in the room she gestured for Samira to follow and left the room."Hiro, I will be back shortly, okay?" Samira said and he nodded his head at her as he sat down on the neatly arranged bed. Smiling and turning to leave the room but stopped to face her son. "Please, we are in someone's house, so please behave yourself." she added and Hiro smiled at her and nodded again.She met Eleanor in her sitting room and went to meet her, sitting next to her.Eleanor brought out a pack of cigarettes and gave one to Samira."I don't smoke anymore Eleanor but thanks anyway."Eleanor snorted, "Just checking out something," she said as she kept the pack of cigarettes on her lap. "Samira let me cut down the chase, why are you really here?""My son had answered you, we came here to hide." Samira replied truthfully."Hide from what? Or from who?"
â¤ď¸ The Message â¤ď¸"A laptop? What for?" Samira demanded before Eleanor would speak up."I'm bored mum, I just want to look up for new games to play, that's all.""I do have," Eleanor said with a smile on her face as she join herself to their conversation. Getting up to her feet and gesturing for Hiro to follow her, going to her room and bringing out her laptop she hasn't used in a while and gave it to Hiro."Thank you Aunt Eleanor, really, you don't know what you've done to me in my life. I can't wait to thoroughly use the laptop." Hiro told her and quickly went to the room he'd been staying in.Eleanor shook her head and went back to sit on her previous seat, facing Samira. "I made sure my browser won't be showing any adult stuff just in case he wants to go to that area." she told her. "He is a good boy.""Don't get deceived by his smooth talk. He's just like him." Samira utter."I doubt that, with the way I see him, he can't hurt a fly. He took that gentle side from you."Samira loo
â¤ď¸ Your Story â¤ď¸Zinedine was still speechless and didn't send a reply. He wondered if this hacker heard what he told his secretary or they really do think alike.Even when a new message from the hacker came he ignored it and focused on the work at hand, when he is less busy he's going to look at the new message.***Eleanor's Home:A few hours later Eleanor was done cooking and served Samira and Hiro fried rice and chicken with some wine to go down with it in her dining room.Taking a spoonful Hiro smiled at Eleanor sweetly."This is so delicious Aunt Eleanor." He said."Thank you Hiro." Eleanor was all smiles."Why don't you open an eatery and sell this to people, you will make more money from it while my mum will bake cakes and cookies for you in your new eatery, she's that good with it." Hiro suggested as he ate more rice and chicken."Aww Hiro, thanks for your compliment but the money I have can last me a lifetime and I don't cook anyhow except to the people I consider my friends
â¤ď¸ Hiro â¤ď¸"I really don't want to talk about it, Eleanor, all I can say is that it wasn't a pleasant one in that pack or living and working with them. Thinking about it will bring back the old memories I had long buried." Samira answered."You always dodge the question whenever it is asked, why?""Let's do it this way then," Samira said, "Since you really do want to know about my story, why don't you tell me your own story, why did you leave your place and decided to live here all alone.""First of all I am not alone and secondly, I didn't have any story to tell," Eleanor explained and got up from her seat. "Well since you don't have anything to tell me, I have things to do.""But I thought you said you were less busy?""I lied," Eleanor said as she picked up her plates with that of Samira and Hiro and headed for the kitchen to wash them.Samira also went to the guest room and met her son playing games on the laptop on the bed. She gently closed the laptop so that her son would give
â¤ď¸ Hiro (2) â¤ď¸"What just happened?" Alpha Romulus was the first person to get out of the shock, glancing at the little boy in front of them.Osiris hasn't spoken a word, he was still thinking about his one million dollars cigar squash on the ground by the unknown little boy."Did you know what you just did?" Osiris could hear his friend's voice as if he was some distance away from him."I don't know what I did, I just stopped the old man from ruining his lungs and other organs, so the best thing to say to me is thank you." Hiro sassed out."Thank you?" Alpha Romulus started in disbelief. His mouth twitched in anger."You are welcome sir." Hiro nodded. "How dare you!" Osiris yelled, finally finding his voice to speak, he cleared his voice and spoke again in a low threatening tone. "How dare you!" as Hiro returned his gaze to him."Don't you know what else to say except that, or should I tell you what to say, good sir?" Hiro suggested.Osiris opens his mouth to speak but Eleanor beats