All Chapters of Velvet and vengeance: stripped by the enemy : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Lucian's Pov The city was still sleeping when I opened my eyes, the penthouse glass walls drenched in an early morning haze. My skull throbbed with the aftertaste of whiskey, and my mouth was dry, but it wasn't the hangover that bothered me. The sight of Jace in my bed, sheets covering his nakedness and his hair which was a mess across the pillow. For a man who'd kept a thousand enemies under his thumb, I felt powerless watching him breathe. I dragged myself out of bed, shirtless, and splashed cold water on my face in the bathroom sink. I should have felt satisfied, the way I always did after taking what I wanted. Instead, last night replayed in my head as I looked into the mirror. I could still hear his moans, the way his eyes had locked with mine when he was on his knees. It had been more than lust, and that thought irritated the hell out of me. By the time I stepped out, Matteo was already in my room. He was the only one who had the spare key card, just in case there was

Jace's Pov"Three million dollars."The number kept circling in my head, along with everything else he'd told me this morning. Information that the Detective would kill for. "Stay behind me when we get there," he said. "Don't move unless I tell you to move. Don't speak unless someone asks you a direct question.""I'm not helpless, Lucian." I rolled my eyes. "I survived the last time and I will this time around." My injury wasn't fully healed but I could move my arm around.His eyes found mine in the mirror again . "No, but you're not bulletproof either and if something happens to you because I brought you into this..." He didn't finish, but the implication hung heavy between us.The way he said it made something within me ache. Why was I suddenly feeling bad about taking whatever I found here to the detective?When we reached the docks, the scene was chaotic. Shipping containers were open, and I could see Lucian's men already cordoning off the area.Matteo jogged over as soon as we go

JaceThe Shattered ClueLucien's heart clawed with pain as he hid on the ground. His fist clenched hard on his weapon and he gnashed his teeth in disgust. The foul smell of bad blood filled the room and left me breathless.“Jace, are you alright?” He asked, his voice innocent and sincere.I hummed softly and reached out my pale hands to him. My body was shaken. What if I was the one? What if he was the one?The sincerity in his tone too weakened me. My body was swallowed in the dark and my soul was shaken.He squeezed my hand softly and dragged me over to his side. The sound of the sniper reloading echoed softly and he quickly shot into the air, through the window.The scrambling of the shooter echoed sharply and Lucien rose up quickly, his eyes shone with contempt.He shot brutally and endlessly, not minding if the sniper was reloaded already and aiming for him. But then, his gun clicked and the bullets stopped firing.He dropped to the ground quickly in cover and the sniper rained

JaceThe Walls Close InHold on, come to think of it, how did that prick know my real name?It was at this point that my eyes opened. It felt like scales had fallen off my eyes and everything just suddenly became clear to me. The thickening silence pricked my heart and left me breathless. Lucian hadn't returned from his endless call and my mind was shaken.This is the same Duncan that Lucian is looking for, who is he?I need to understand who and what he's really after?How did his name get in the pocket of that punk at the docks?The questions were just too much and they all needed answers, none of which I had to give. I was far from peace, because this pig was hell-bent on frustrating my life. At first, when I read the message, I just felt it was normal, he was just trying to taunt me, but now, I just realized…I keep wondering how on earth did he know my real name?How did he know I'm a Valero…Damn, this is bad. Really bad.The walls seemed to close in on me as sweat drops trickl

JaceBlood and Smoke“Atraparlos!” The Spanish leader screamed. His voice was old and rusty like a cowboy.Pain exploded in my soul. They've just added to my collection of wounds. This new graze knocked me out and I fell back to the ground, my soul trembling.“Matteo!” Lucian screamed, his voice deep with pain.He was shitty and definitely not in a state to fight good. Matteo and the boys were not at home. He was still the same person that sent all of them out in his rage to the other safe house.And just look at him now, in a bad shape, my hand bruised.They were circling the house and screaming in Spanish, shooting all around the place. It was clear they were thirsty for a blood bath and if I just sit here and continue my act, they're going to kill us both.I grabbed his gun on the table. He was pale and shaken and his eyes were reddened. He struggled to get up the table as out the bullets back in.“Are you okay?” He held..h hand firmly, his eyes reddened and pale.“Don't touch me,