All Chapters of His To Have And To Loathe: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Sophia’s POV“Maybe because lately the only woman I want is standing in front of me.”I felt a spark in my heart at the sound of his words, a spark that I quickly destroyed. There was no way in hell he meant that.This was just another one of his sick ploys to get me to do what he wanted. He was a mastermind, and a pretty good-looking one too. The way his eyes melted into me made me feel like I was the most special person in the world. I could feel him around me. He invaded my every thought, my every breath. I was intoxicated by him, even now.I shook my head, dismissing the very idea that he meant the words he said.“Whatever sick game you’re up to.” I warned as my eyes narrowed down to watch him, “Leave me out of it.” I added sternly.He let out a scoff, followed by his most mischievous smirk yet.“You think this is a game?” He asked, and as if he couldn’t get any closer, he took a dominating step towards me. My breath hitched across my throat as his body hovered over mine.Every

Sophia’s POV“Fucking hell!”I heard a faint, husky voice whisper into my ear. Or was I dreaming? I couldn't tell.I cuddled up against what felt like the most comfortable part of the bed.Wait, I thought. That doesn't feel like the bed.My eyes fluttered open slowly, and the first thing I noticed was my hand resting on the most perfect abs of steel.I jerked away instantly, sitting up as far from my attacker as I could.“Good. You're up,” he said as he stretched his arm and winced.“What the hell do you think you're doing?” I shouted.He let out a scoff, “I don't have time for your dramatics this morning, Sophia.”I scoffed, “My dramatics? I'm not the one who took advantage of someone who was clearly fast asleep.”He closed his eyes briefly, like he was praying or doing something weird.“You couldn't wait to pounce on me the second I got into bed, Sophia,” he said with his eyes wide open, staring at me—or not at me.My eyes followed his gaze, and I immediately covered my cleavage wit

Sophia’s POVI watched him closely.From the moment he pulled his phone from his pocket to the second his brows furrowed as if he'd seen something horrible.I kept an eye on every move he made. Jack seemed to be doing the same.“What is it?” Jack asked before I could even get a word in.I had ignored every side comment he made, but I was also getting close to telling him exactly what I thought.Nikolai played it cool, but I could tell from his expression that he was boiling inside, dying to punch something.“It's nothing.” He shrugged, dismissing it."No, it's not. You saw something,” I said, jumping in.“Drop it, Sophia. It’s none of your business."He was lying. I could tell because he barely even looked at me.Talking was pointless now. Words wouldn’t do it.I held my hand out, palms up.“Can I have your phone, please?” I asked with a light, charming tone. The cold tone in my voice challenged him to resist, and so did our intense eye contact, which he was desperately trying not to

Nikolai’s POVEverything happened too fast. When the first shot cracked through the glass, my first thought was Sophia. I had to keep her safe. No matter the cost.I moved without a second thought, wrapping one arm around her waist and the other over her head as I dragged her down behind the marble-stained table. Shards of glass fell across the floor like hardened raindrops. Then there was another bullet.The sound of people panicking was all I could hear; I could barely even hear myself think.“Stay down,” I ordered Sophia. She fidgeted under my arms.“We have to help them.” Even with panic in her eyes, she seemed to care more about the people around her than herself.“Stay down, Sophia,” I ordered, my voice flatter than the last time as I began to reach for the gun inside my holster. I pulled away from Sophia as she trembled in place. I needed to make sure the shooters were gone. Slowly looking through the corner of the shattered windows, the sound of panic and fired-up engines

Nikolai’s POVI forced my focus back on the business at hand. Moretti.It was either that or drowning in thoughts of Sophia and that night. It had been three days, and she had been doing a great job of avoiding me, or maybe the reverse was the case.Every lead from the last three days pointed us in the same direction. We had a mole, someone with access to the security rotation schedules, someone who knew our every move. Someone who knew the blind spots of the mansion, and everything else in between.I tapped my fingers loudly against the table. “This isn't random. Whoever’s feeding Moretti information has the same clearance as the men who walk my perimeter.”Jack leaned against the table, arms crossed. “Or…and hear me out " He shrugged. “This person could be the woman who now roams the mansion like she owns the place.”I looked up slowly, seething. “Say that again.”He let out a sigh. “Just think about it. She's sleeping in your bed, walking the halls, and every time we talk, she's c