All Chapters of Taming The Beast: His Ruthless Desire: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Luca's Pov “I don't know what you're talking about. What drive?" He tried to sound genuinely ignorant. Even threw in a raised eyebrow and a confused twist of his lips. I waited. Elias grabbed a book off a small shelf behind the couch and leafed through absentmindedly. I didn't move a muscle. I held Andrew's gaze. The room filled with silence. Somewhere in the distance, thunder rolled through the skies. The rain was coming. In the silence, Andrew squirmed. He turned his neck to stare at Elias and then back to stare at me. “I said I don't know what you're talking about. I don't know about any drive." He repeated. I waited. The air conditioning in the room hummed away. The thunder sounded closer now. I wondered how long we had before the rains came pouring down. I'd hate to be caught under it. Andrew squirmed even more. His hands became sweatier and his breathing ragged. "Look, I don't know who you two are. I don't know anything about this. You've got to believe

Andrew Reinhart sat on his couch for a long time after the two men left. The past had come back haunting him after all. Just like he always feared it would. When he finally got up, he locked all the doors and bolted the windows. Then he got out his suitcases and began to pack up his things. He will leave Saint Ardent tonight. Pick up his wife and daughter from her sister's place and take them far away. Maybe Vermont. Or Utah. No. Neither of those places would do. He would look for a fishing town. He was a fisherman. It was his only source of livelihood. He would sell his boat. Buy a new one in the new town. Cut his hair, maybe get a tattoo. Change his name. And that of his family. It would be difficult convincing Miranda but he would do it. He had to do it. “Andy?! Hey you're in there." A voice called out with a knock on his door. It was his neighbor Jeff. “Yeah. What is it?" Andy walked to the door but didn't open it. “I thought I heard a gunshot. You okay in there? What ha

Luca's Pov Nearly two hours spent driving. That was one heck of a long time to spend alone with one's thoughts. Imagine dragons blasting from the car stereo barely did anything to drown the chaos in my head. I'd taken a long shower earlier that morning. Long because Alex had joined in. Things seemed different between us this morning. Delicate kind of. And I found I didn't mind it. But I minded that I seemed to like it. He spoke quieter. Avoided my eyes shyly. I liked it. And I hated that I liked it. I hated that I spoke quieter too. Hated that each time he smiled shyly, I wanted to smile back. He made breakfast for two. And I sat down to eat with him. We barely spoke but there had been no need for words. We were communicating in some other way. And I liked it. And I hated it. The promise I made the previous night kept playing over and over in my head. Which was why I was on my way to see my boss. I could only keep Alex safe if I had more information about what was go

Luca's Pov Fuck!Fuck fuck fuckity absolute fuck!!I slammed my fist on the steering wheel repeatedly. Alex Young had something to do with Blue wagon. Allegedly. That had to be a lie. A lie to keep me on a leash. Another leash in case the Dara angle wasn't strong enough. Despicable but Moreau wasn't above pulling stomps like that. Except, Alex was being followed and Moreau wasn't behind that. Which would mean a rival faction was. Which would in turn mean Moreau was telling the fucking truth. I hadn't been crazy during the surveillance mission. I'd heard the word Young. Alex Young. Shit! I didn't return home immediately. I couldn't. I found myself in a bar instead. I didn't like alcohol and there was a time in my life I wouldn't be caught dead in a bar. But here I was at midday, attempting to drink my troubles away. I couldn't. I stared at the glass for what seemed like hours but didn't take a single sip. Elias called and then sent a text message but I didn't pick up o

Alex's Pov Luca raised a brow at me and then looked around him pointedly. All around us, excited and shocked chatter rose as passengers narrated their near death experience to one another. Some stared at us but mostly Luca thanks to the bulge under his shirt that was clearly a gun. He wasn't wearing a jacket. He must've left the apartment in a hurry. “You followed me." I said to him, my voice low so no one else could hear. “I knew you were in trouble." He replied. “How?" My voice was heavy with suspicion and he narrowed his eyes at me. “Because I wasn't born yesterday. I know how shit like this works." “Cause you've done it yourself, huh?" I couldn't keep the bitter sarcasm out of my voice. He glowered at me but said nothing. I was certain we would have stormed away from each other if the train wasn't so cramped. I could barely turn to the side as it was. I had no idea where the train was heading and I was sure neither did Luca. I hated having to put my life in his ha