บททั้งหมดของ Trafficked to the Viper's Don (book 1): บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

*Lilith POV*God knows how many times today I have been trying to avoid my boss to the core; after that day he spat that rubbish, I have been avoiding him like plague, and as for Thierry, he still never wants to see my face."Miss Ava, the boss requests that you bring the documents and go inspect the distribution." Stacy informed me, sounding annoyed; of course she should be. This is the fifth time she would be telling me this, but I still don't want to go out of the office."Miss Ava!" She shouted at the top of her lungs this time around, making me fret out of my shackles."Jeez! Can you give me a break? If the documents are so fucking important, then go give them to him yourself!" I snapped, glaring hardly at her."Miss, are you okay?" Her voice sounded calm, with a hint of worry."I'm fine, just some personal life stuff." I huffed, falling back onto my chair."Is this about the romour?" My eyes snapped sharply in her direction at the mention of this: "Which romour?" I questioned."

*Thierry POV*I gulp from the bottle of vodka, sitting helpless on the floor. I hate myself for what happened to her.I just left the company for just an hour only to return to see my brutally fucked girlfriend. I feel so awful for not being there to save her from that monster.I still can't get how he came to know Anisha, and the fact that he is assuming Lilith to be her is more dangerous right now."I guess I have to talk to him," I mumbled, about to dial Diego's number when a call from Barbra came through."Yes?" I mouthed immediately that I would accept the call. "I have found the place the anti-jammers are and also where the documents are, but our main focus tonight is to steal one of the jammers, pending the time we get the code to unlock the safe where the documents were kept." She reported from the other side, making a smile crept to my face."Meet me in front of the building by 7 p.m. sharp," I ordered and cut the call."I'm done, Mr. Sky; she is fine but needs enough rest an

*Author POV*As usual, Jenny climbed down from the stage after her hot, steamy dance. The cheers and claps of people still filled the air, along with different filthy comments from sex-hungry men."goodness! This is so hectic; I will wish Killian was still around; although she is a bitch, this workload would have been lighter." She complained, working into the dressing room.She did a touch-up on her makeup, changing into another set of lingerie before working out. She had a private service with one of the exclusive clients."You are Vixen, right?" A cold, deep voice questioned Jenny as soon as she entered the lounge. Jenny paused in her tracks, feeling confused, but when the figure turned to face her, she froze."Oh God! I'm dead!" She muttered inwardly; her heart was beating heavily, and her forehead was covered in sweat beads." I ask you a question!" Sebastian fired, feeling annoyed at being kept quiet. He remembered her, one of the girls who perform for him and his friends, and l

*Lilith POV*The apartment has been rearranged, and I have texted Thierry not to return home at all tonight because we can't risk it, not at this time when we are almost done with our goal.I heard the dinging sound of the doorbell. I dragged my feet towards the door and did a confirmation before opening the door to welcome the bastard."Hmm, not bad, but I can offer you somewhere better than this if you accept to be my permanent sex slave." He mumbled, looking around the house and touching the furniture. "So cheap!" He commented, squeezing the fur-like cloth that was used to decorate the couch."No thanks, I'm comfortable," I turned down his offer quickly.He took a seat on one of the couches, still looking around the house like someone who was searching for a ghost."Hmm, do you care for anything?" I offered, and he waved his hands off," I will order my drink instead." His tone holds arrogance and pride."Alright then," I took a seat opposite him, waiting for him to speak, but he di

*Lilith POV*It is a thing of joy to return to a place I now know as home—a place I have learned to call home.Everything looks totally different; the Vipers household looks like it encountered World War III, and I was right because I overheard Master Air telling Thierry how they have been having series of attacks since we left till date.After separating from Thierry, I went to my room, which looks like a stranger to me now. I guess I have gotten used to life in Italy, forgetting what the world really looks like."Agent 7!" A cheerful voice called my cold name, and I snapped my head back to see no one other than Jenny with the display of ID agent 99. I didn't know when a teardrop sipped from my eye; if it's a tear of happiness or sadness, I couldn't tell."Jen-jenny!" I spoke out throatily before her little frail body made contact with mine. I gave her a tight hug, swimming in our own tears."I miss you, friend!" She cried more, shivering under my hold. "We have been going through a