Aiden,
"I'm interested in a woman," I said as I stood up from the couch in the chairman's office, adjusting my coat. "She seems to be working for you.""I wonder who that might be," he said, standing up and extending his hand for a handshake.
"He's referring to, Mrs. Walsh," the CEO informed from where he sat.
A muscle in his jaw twitched, his grip around my hand tightening. Our eyes locked in a silent, charged exchange, then he chuckled, letting my hand go. His face hardened as he said, "She's off-limits."
My smile widened. "And why is that?"
"She is married. And even if she weren't, I wouldn't want you anywhere near my daughter. "
I let out a low, sinister laugh, my eyes never leaving the chairman's that burned with controlled fury.
She was his daughter.
His warning meant nothing to me. Her being married was just a meaningless detail. It sure as hell wasn't going to stop me, not when I had made up my mind, to lay my hands on that gorgeous body of hers.
I won't hold back. I would take her in ways, he couldn't imagine. I would do dirty, twisted things to her. The kind of things that would haunt his dreams if he found out. I'd claim her, ruin her until I am all she thought of. When I was finally done with her, she wouldn't want another man's hands on her.
I descended the narrow stairs to the basement, the screams a man echoing from below. I removed the cigarette from between my lips, letting out a puff of smoke, the scent mixing with the thick, metallic stench of blood.
I pushed the door open, stepping into the dimly lit room. A naked man was tied to a chair with a rope, his body drenched in his own blood. Storm delivered a brutal punch to the man's stomach, and he coughed more blood.
I stood at the entrance, watching him deliver another blow as I smoked silently.
"Boss," one of my men hurried over, bowing.
"Did any of them talk?" I asked.
"No, boss," he replied as I glanced over at another bloodied figure slumped unconscious in a chair.
"And him?"
"He fainted during the interrogation."
"Wake him up," I ordered.
"Yes, boss." He scurried away, grabbing a bucket of water and dumping it over the unconscious man who gasped awake, sputtering and coughing. His eyes darted around wide with fear, and when he recognized me, he froze.
Storm turned to me, his white shirt stained with blood. "You are here," he said, and I smirked and nodded at him to continue.
I strode over to where the man sat. "Aiden! I swear," he tried to scoot away, his chair scraping uselessly against the floor. "I-I didn't know it was your turf! I never would have accepted the deal if I had known!"
I chuckled darkly, "Oh, I am aware of that."
I reached down, stabbing the glowing butt of the cigarette into his bare shoulder, and he screamed. "I just need a fucking name," I said calmly, throwing the cigarette away. "Who ordered it?"
"I don't know," he cried. "We never met them. They just gave us the drop location and the money but we never saw them! The money wasn't even what they promised!"
"Is that so?" I straightened turning to the man beside me. "Bring me the hammer."
His eyes went wide with fear, and he begged, "Please! That's all I know! I would never lie to you, Aiden! I swear to God!"
I brushed his wet hair aside, a cruel smile curling up my lips. "Don't worry, we will just do a little refreshing of memory," I assured.
"Boss." The man handed me the hammer.
"Let's try again," I chuckled, swinging the hammer. "Who ordered it?"
"I told you..." he howled in agony as the hammer came down hard on his thigh.
I peeled my bloodstained clothes off, tossing it into a corner as I walked toward the shower while untying my hair, letting it fall loose over my shoulders. I wrapped the black hair tie around my wrist as I got under the shower, turning it on, the hot liquid pouring down my body.
I closed my eyes, jaw clenched. I knew who it was. The person who had ordered the robbery. It had to be him.
Dom fucking Blackwood.
I slammed my fist against the tile, angry. He has crossed the line this time around, and I was going to make him pay.
I heard the bathroom door open, then the clicking of heels on the floor. I didn't need to turn to know who it was. She was the only woman who entered my place uninvited, and even though it irritated me, I couldn't deny that she always came at the right time when I needed a good fuck.
The heels stopped. She was probably undressing now. I sighed, running my hands through my wet hair, slicking it back.
She pressed her naked body against me, her nipples hard against my skin. "Why the fuck are you here?" I asked.
"Cold as always," he purred, her hands sliding over my torso, fingers caressing me, trailing lower, as she placed wet kisses along my back. "Gets me wet all the time."
"Freya,"
"Father sent a list," she murmured, her hand stroking me slowly, and I exhaled sharply. "He wants them dead or alive, but I would rather you bring them alive... It's been a long time since I played with my babies."
"Mhm,"
She moved in front of me, her eyes locking with mine as she knelt down. She kissed the tip of my cock, her lips parting to take me in. My breath hitched as she moved her head, her hand stroking me in time with her movement.
My head fell back, hand fisting her hair, and thrusting fast into her mouth. Her mouth was warm around me, her tongue teasing me in ways that drove me over the edge.
"Fuck," I groaned, yanking her up, by her arm and pressing her against the wall, as I lifted her up. She gasped, wrapping her legs around my waist, nails digging into my shoulders as she cried out in pleasure when I drove into her, hard and fast.
I entered the room now dressed in a black sweatpant, my hair still damp from the shower. Freya lay under the sheets, her eyes lingering on my chest as a lazy smile curved her lips.
"Goddamit," I brushed my hair back. "What are you still doing here?" I asked, approaching the bed.
"Waiting for another round," she licked her lips. "We both know you aren't satisfied yet,"
"Get out."
She sat up, the sheets falling down her chest to reveal her breast. "I don't want to," she pouted.
My jaw tightened as I pulled the sheets off her body and said, my voice cold, "Get dressed and leave, Freya."
"Are you worried father would find out about us?" She smiled. "He won't do anything."
"Don't make me say it again, Freya!" I boomed, eyes darkening.
She flinched, now getting the gist.
She climbed down from the bed, hissing as she pushed past me. "Asshole."
She disappeared into my closet, and when she returned, she was putting on one of my shirts. "What happened to your dress?"
She turned and shot me a middle finger before walking towards the door. When she opened it, Storm stood outside about to knock on the door. "Get the fuck out of the way!" She spat at him, slamming the door behind her.
The door creaked open again, Storm walking in with a raised eyebrow. "What the hell did you do to the Don's princess?"
I sighed, "What is it?"
He waved a card in his hand. "The mayor sent it. He's daughter is getting married."
Leah,Friday."Did we come for a family dinner or to watch those two flirt?" Ivy whispered, eyeing our parents.I followed her gaze. Across the table, my mother giggled at something my father said, her hand resting on his arm. I smiled and turned back to my sister, who wore a look of pure disgust. "Let them be, Ivy. This is the only time they get to see each other."She raised her eyebrow, folding her arms. "Really. Is that what you think?""What do you mean?""I came home last month to a scene that will traumatise me for life... right in the living room! Buck naked! Both of them!" She emphasised the last words. "I can't unsee it, Leah.""The fuck!" My eyes widened in shock."Yeah, these two old geezers are fucking each other behind our backs!"I turned to face them. "Dad!" I screamed, startling both of them.They jerked, like they have been caught doing something they shouldn't. I narrowed my eyes at my father, feeling betrayed. He was hooking up with his ex-wife behind my back while
Leah,"Let go," my voice came out shaky, and that was not what I intended.He clicked his tongue, his breath hot on my neck. He was too close, invading my space. Too close that my body was reacting too much to his. "What about our date?"I yanked at the door, trying to pull it open. "Let go, I need to go home!" I yelled.He slammed the door shut with a force that made me jump, my back pressing against his chest. His nose grazed my skin, the hairs on my neck standing on end as he murmured, "Fuck, you smell nice."I tried to step away, but he gripped my hip, holding me firmly in place. "Stay still, doll." He buried his face in my hair, inhaling deeply."Get your filthy hands off me, you son of a bitch!" I screamed, my nails digging into his hand.He chuckled, his nails digging into my hip and I winced letting his hand go. "That hurts, doll. I thought we were close," he brushed his lips down my neck and I gasped, my skin tingling from where his lips had touched. "Especially after our kiss
Leah,I was yet to realize the gravity of the situation I was in. I didn't understand fully what it meant to attract the attention of Aiden Kingston, a caporegime of the Kingston family. The strongest crime family in the city.A man who was under one man and above many others. Normally, I wouldn't be searching online for him, but the situation called for a background check, and the news wasn't giving me much. Heck, the news didn't mention anything about them being a crime family!They had everyone starting from the politicians down to the police and business owners at their finger tips. So it wasn't surprising that there was no article about their illegal activities.The Kingston family ran a hotel, club, and casino business, but we all know that is not all it is. It was just a cover-up for their illegal business. I needed to know who I was dealing with and avoid him at all cost, but who would I ask. My parents would become suspicious if I asked about it.It was frustrating how on g
Leah,Liam: I won't be attending the wedding with you. Something urgent came up! Send my greetings to John. Love you ☺️I stared down at my phone as I reread the message. I should have known he was going to do this at the last moment! He even bought me a dress and acted like he was so excited about going for a social event with me.Maybe something urgent actually came up!I drove into the hotel where the reception was being held. The name 'Ceaser's ' was written in bold letters on the hotel. It was one of the biggest hotels in the city, and I should have done my research before coming. That way, I wouldn't be as shocked as I was when I ran into him.The valet, a young man with a charming smile, took the key from me as I got down from my car.As I walked through the hallway heading for the ballroom, I ran into one of my dad's business partner."Mrs. Carter," the man with grey hair called.He was with a younger woman who supported him by holding his arm."Mrs. Walsh," I corrected the ma
Aiden,She moaned, fisting the sheet as I thrust into her, hard and fast. Her eyes were shut tight, her breast bouncing in rhythm with each movement of my hips.My eyes roamed over her sweat-slick body. She was beautiful. So fucking beautiful with nothing on. Vulnerable, completely at my mercy, and mine to do with as I pleased. I could take her over and over again and it still wouldn't be enough. I leaned in, brushing the strands of hair that stuck to her face aside. Turning her face to mine, I kissed her. She parted her lips, allowing my tongue to slip inside and I deepened the kiss, exploring her mouth before trailing my lips down her neck. I nibbled on her skin and she whimpered, her body shivering under my touch.I traced a circle around a small mole on her breast with my tongue. "Third one," I murmured against her skin, before sucking and nibbling on her nipple, making her gasp as she arched off the bed.I thrust deeper, and she cried out, "Yes, right there," Her legs moved to wr
Leah,My phone lit up beside me on the bed, vibrating for the hundredth time. The room was dark, save for the brief, light that flashed each time a new notification came in, or the phone rang.I was curled up in a ball, hugging the pillow. Every muscle in my body ached, reminding me of last night. I wanted to forget. To pretend it didn't happen, but his touch lingered. My lips throbbed from his kiss, bruised and swollen. I had scrubbed myself in the shower, trying to wash it away, to erase his touch. But the water did nothing to quench the fire he had ignited within me. A fire that had been extinguished for so long I had forgotten it even existed.I pulled the pillow closer, my arm tightening around it. A sob escaped my lips, but no tears came. I had cried all my tears dry since I came back.I hated myself for how much I had wanted it, every forbidden second of it. I submitted to him willingly, allowing him to touch me in ways I hadn't been touched before. Shame coiled tightly in my st
Aiden,I didn't like giving excuses when I was given a job to do. He didn't say they must be brought to him alive, so it should have been easier. "I will give you a positive answer by next week.""Take your time, Aiden. I gave you two months after all. I know how much of a sly they are." He said. "I am sure you got a good number of them.""Yes,""Dominic here tells me you took two of his men hostage." The Don said, and I turned to Dominic, who was slicing me in bits with his eyes.I met his gaze head-on, and smirked tauting him for being a pussy. "I didn't take any of his men hostage.""You son of a bitch don't fucking mess with me," he snarled his nails digging into the arm of the cushion.How pathetic is he that he had to report me to the Don instead of coming to meet me personally? And besides, those two died a week ago."The only men I took were those that stole from me. I didn't think they had any connection to him." I explained. "Unless you had something to do with it, of cours
Leah,I clapped my hand over my mouth as I screamed into it, tears streaming down my eyes. I can't go home. Not after what I did. Not after betraying Liam.I know I am the worst. I know there isn't any justification for what I did. I feel ashamed of myself, and I don't know how to face him. What would he do if he saw me in this state? I can't even begin to imagine it.I was aware of my attraction to Aiden. I thought all I needed to do was fight it, avoid it, and I won't make a mistake. I underestimated how much my body craved his touch, and I gave in easily to lust. I didn't even put up a good fight. I just lay there while he touched me, only feeling guilty after the pleasure ended.My phone buzzed in my purse that lay on the passenger seat for the hundredth time. Each time it rang, my heart skipped a beat. What if it was Liam? I can't answer him.The traffic light turned green, and I drove mindlessly, finding myself on the familiar route towards my father's villa. That was the only pl