All Chapters of Beyond The Debt; Bought: Bound: Owned!: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Chapter 42VINCENZO POVI should have known the moment she kissed me that she would kill me. That I will not make it out as the same man I once was before she had me. It was not the kind of death you found in war, or at the end of a gun. No. This death was slow. Quieter. A slow, delicious kind that could only be found when a woman stripped you of all that ever made you whole. One layer at a time, until she reached that hardened core of your soul. The one you worked so hard to cover in layers of lies and hatred. The one you protected against all the vileness of this world because you did not want anybody finding out about it for fear that they would use it against you.It was that death you found when you drank every one of her little moans as she shattered in your hold. You see that kind, there was no recovering from it. Kyomi ruined me. She destroyed me in the most liberating way I had ever known. And for the next two days, I let her. We didn’t talk much. I let her in on the part

Chapter 44VINCENZO POV“Lead the way.” My words were accompanied with a smile. We filed into the office together, Terrell hot on my heels while I paraded closer behind Johnson’s. We stepped inside a warm but dark office. My brows shot upwards when his men in greys walked through the doors and stopped by it, all while looking like they wanted a fight. I chanced a glance at Johnson.We dismissed them with a wave of his hand, and my smile only grew wider. I adored smart people. They made everything just so… So damn easy. The door closed with a soft clock behind them and I took that chance to fully take in the interior. Hanging shelves lined with certificates and framed photographs, shiny medals and shiny men in uniform. Everything was so clean, so sterile you woulf think it was staright out of the heavens. Like sin hadn’t grazed this place and that they were destined for all things great. But put my soul next to their rotten ones and I swear mine stood a chance at going to heaven th

Chapter 46 VINCENZO POVThe city flickered like dying stars through the tinted glass as we cut through the streets. My mind was elsewhere. I wasn’t watching… Wasn’t paying attention to anything else under than the pulsing roaring in my ears, the phantom echo of Kyomi’s trembling breath as that envelope dropped into hands hands. The memory of that note crawled like a viper under my skin, spreading green venom that burned and clawed at my marrow. He threatened her. He wrote those filthy words with the intent to provoke me. And it worked. Like a fucking prophecy.I sat like a loaded rocket launcher in the back seat, dressed in my usual grim reaper suit and fingers drumming with sheer impatience against my thighs, the rhythm resembling one of the incoming storms. Conan sat in the passenger seat, a living shadow of bulky shoulders and a dangerous glare. Terrell was behind the wheel as he commanded the engine to roar and the car to move in motion. There were no words fit for the rage

Chapter 48 KARA POV I couldn’t sleep. I didn’t know why, but I couldn’t sleep. I remained awake the rest of the night, an unresolved ache bumping every wall and every corner of my heart. Maybe it was the echo of Alexei’s betrayal playing on a broken loop inside of my brain like a sick lullaby. Maybe my feelings for him ran so deep that the idea of having to live without him chased away the little peace I could ever find in solitude. Every little ounce of sleep I could get. I didn’t know what it was. But wheatever it was, this nasty feeling that ached with a weight in my chest, it was fucking crippling. Fucking bitter. I was lying on my back when I heard it. The soft click of a latch. It was quiet. Too quiet I thought I was hearing things. But no. I wasn’t. I’d grown up around danger enough to know that sound. Any sound. And my instincts… they were fucking screaming inside of me. The door handle clicked, and the door opened with a soft creak. I was out of my bed with my hand cur

chapter 50 VINCENZO POV The Invitation. Wrapped in a sealed envelope and laying flat in my desk. There was no name in it. Not crest. No warning, no details. Just a single silver emblem on black paper I opened it to find a small black card matching the enevelope with its black hue. A location and time were written, plus two words carved in a neat handwriting. PLUS ONE. I tapped the edge of jt with my thumb as Terrell and Conan hovered bearby. Silent. Alert. The tension in the room was a fourth presence. With is dense and sharp, razor like teeth. Ivanov told me he was going to send an invitation. What he failed to mention was that he was inviting me to a place. And that I needed to bring a plus one. An extra. A liability “What do you think?” I asked plainly. My calm demeanor a stark contrast of the storm that was breaking things inside my head.“Feel like a trap.” Conan said without missing a beat. “If not a trap, then a test.” Terrell added ip in a quiet tone. Their words all