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Chapter Three.

Author: Sammy
last update Last Updated: 2024-09-03 06:38:35

The truth. 

Jake. 

I leaned back in my leather armchair, a half empty glass of whiskey resting on the table beside me.  I scanned the city skyline, reflecting on how I had risen to power over the years, through blood, through sweat and ironclad will. I was untouchable, or so I had thought. 

I laughed sarcastically at that. 

It had taken a woman to bring me to my knees, the one time I chose to trust a woman she fucked me over without a second thought. 

I took another sip of my whiskey, and looked at the ring on my finger. 

A knock at the door interrupted my thoughts, it was Luca. He was my right hand man. The most trusted man I had on my team. 

He had warned me about her the moment she approached me in the club, but I was too fascinated by the woman that dared to preposition me that I thought, he was just being overly cautious. 

I should have listened to him. 

"Boss, their is something you need to see." he said calmly as he sat across from me, with a bunch of papers in his hands. 

I just nodded for him to continue. He slowly handed me the papers I had requested for a few minutes ago. 

I slowly opened the brown envelope, revealing the legal papers that had just cost my company and one of my biggest investor. 

As I flipped through the pages, I could feel my expression darken, my heart sunk more and more. The were the same papers I had signed a few hours ago without going through them, I had transfered half of my company to my wife, the gift that kept on giving Kalia Kiari. 

That automatically made her a partner, and I saw the sworn agreement of me granting her permission to make company choices, including taking meetings with important investors. 

I shaked my head, my blood boiling with anger, "There has to be something we can do." i said sliding the papers back to him. 

"Luca, I can't just lose m company, i can't lose it to her." i said between gritted teeth. 

"We had the documents checked, trying to find any kind of loophole, but the laws are air tight." Luca said calmly, avoiding eye contact.

"I could divorce her and then we could fight her." i said confidently. 

"We looked at the marriage prenuptial agreement that you signed willingly. You can't divorce her unless she cheats on you, otherwise you pay her one million dollars if you divorce her before two years."

"Fuck!" i said standing up in anger. 

"What did I ever do to her?" I asked genuinely wondering why she would do this to me. 

My mind raced through our first interaction at that club, to our wedding day and to me actually signing all this documents. 

I had always been careful, always. I never signed anything without reading and having my lawyer go through it too. The thought that I had been deceived, that someone had manoveured me was infuriating and ego breaking. 

But more than that, it was the realization of who had actually betrayed me. 

What hurt the most was that I actually genuinely liked her, in love with her even. She was nothing like the women I knew, she was smart, intelligent, beautiful, and had made it seem like she really was devoted to learning from him and taking over her father's company. 

I had been captivated by her charm, and against my usual instincts, I had allowed her into my life and worse, my business 

I recalled all the times she had persuaded me into signing documents, cleverly disguising them as procedural papers for her firm. She had made it seem like she was green to the business world, and I believed her showing her all my tricks, forgetting that she had gone to business school and she was the daughter of one of my biggest rivals, there was no way her father didn't teach her about the business. 

But now I was no longer under her spell. I could see clearly now. It had all been a plan of manipulation to take away what was rightfully mine, and I was going to get back every penny of it. 

"Where is she?" I asked Luca who was still sitted silently 

"She is gone boss." 

"What do you mean gone?" I asked getting even more pissed off, "she was just here a few minutes ago." i added. 

"Then look for her." i demanded with anger. 

"We have tried boss, but she is gone," 

I clenched my fists, the veins in my neck bulging. The betrayal was more than just a professional hit, it was a personal hit too. I had let her in and she had used it against me, used my vulnerability to get information out of me and use it to destroy me.

And now she was out there with a piece of my company. 

I could feel the anger bubbling up, threatening to consume me. But I couldn't afford to lose control, not now especially. 

"Find her, I don't know where you look for her but I need her alive and back here." i ordered my voice full emotion, "bring her to me."

Kalia might have used my vulnerability to get my company, but she must be stupid to think she could escape unascathered. I would find her, and when I do, she will learn why they call me "the wolf". 

"Okay boss." Luca said before he excused himself and left. 

I poured myself another glass of whiskey, the ice  clinking against the glass as I took a sip, my mind began to plot the next move.

Trust was  a luxury I. Could no longer afford and revenge was a dish I  intended to serve cold. 

But first I needed to know how much damage she had done to my company. 

I took another shot, glancing around, my thoughts brought me back to the ring on my finger. 

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