Chapter 6

Killian POV 

“I don't care how, I want it sorted Timothy. Before tomorrow” I emphasize before walking out of the room.

This is what I was trying to avoid by making sure my face is not out there, but that bitch! That fucker! Took things too far by uploading my picture on all of her social media handles with my fucking name, ruin everything I hid for more than twenty years In just one day all because of nothing.

I'm sure going to make her pay, especially if I can't get my pictures to disappear from the dark web. So help me God not to kill her and send her chopped up corpse to her bastard father.

Her father is the main problem here, and I'll make sure he gets his share of pain. Hurting his daughter won't be enough right now, I need to hit him right where he won't be able to escape and I'm almost there.

I'll make sure to drag him by his trousers around the street and ruin the ‘Harris’ name so that the shame attached to the name will go through their generations.

I gritted my teeth and folded my fist in anger, I'll make every moment memorable for both of them until they pay their dues In full. I'm sure he's yet to recover from listening to his daughter's screams while she gets raped in front of him. Right where I needed him to be, it was unplanned but I was satisfied with the reactions I got from him.

My phone vibrates in my pocket, cutting my thoughts short.

“Speak!” I said to the person on the other side.

“Mr Lucas cancelled the meeting just when we were about to seal the deal” I rubbed my hand on my face before running it down my face. I can hear the fear in his voice as he speaks and his shaky breath as he waits for my response.

“Why did he cancel? We've both agreed and concluded so why did he cancel just when we were about to sign and seal the deal?” I'd raised my voice at the end, someone is ruining my shit and this is the second time this is happening this week.

“I'm sorry sir, I don't know. Should we bring him to you?” Zen asked, I pinched the bridge of my nose in frustration. I guess this is the point where I blame myself for letting him handle this alone. Zen is the youngest of the Mafia members, what was I thinking, sending him there without anyone.

“I can't hear you sir” I must have muttered the last part out.

“Don't worry, I'll sort it myself. Be here in ten minutes” I hung up without waiting for his response.

I marched to my study but as soon as I opened the door, her scent clouded my head. Damn! She has always smelled nice and I love to sniff her , mostly because it calmed me but that's one thing Jacob loves to do, not Killian. 

It's been two days since she left my office but it still smells like her, lingering in every corner of my office. I blinked several as my thoughts were leading me to someone I was before.

I searched my files, it has to be somewhere. If there's something I'm good at aside being the best shooter, best sniper it's forging documents. I'm good at making fake documents look better than the original.

“Come to my office along with Marty” I said into the telecom. As I sort the files I was going to work on.

I heard a little knock on my door and muttered ‘come in’ Alex entered with Marty who's always looking like she wants war.

“Mr Lucas didn't sign the deal, he refuse to”

“What?!” Alex's eyes doubled in size “Why would he do that?, it's a done deal already and all he needed to do was just sign” she blinked several times when I didn't answer her which caused Marty to groan.

“Should I finish him off, boss?” she rolled up her sleeves while she asked, exposing her full tattooed arm.

I shake my head, “we are not shedding blood, he declined it calmly so we'll talk to him calmly” I said with a smile. Marty rolled her eyes while Alex nodded eagerly.

“Prepare what we'll need to persuade him, I don't want any hard tools” Alex grinned from ear to ear as they both left my office.

I noticed some movement in front of the door then a shadow, I brought out my gun from the drawer as I moved to the door taking slow steps. I waited for a few seconds before yanking the door open, the person on the other side must have been resting on the door cause she fell into my office as soon as I opened the door.

Adele tries to cover her face with her hair but what use is it? I scoffed before going back to my seat.

She tried to grow out of the room when I turned my back to her. “You'll move the I tell you to” I pointed my gun at her, her eyes widened when she noticed the gun in my hand.

“Up!” she jumped on her feet before the word left my mouth. 

“What do you think you were doing eavesdropping?” her lips quiver as she tries to form words.

“Oh, I see that's the mission you were giving right? To spy on me and get inside information hmm?” I pressed.

“Noo, noo. I…I ..was passing and I want to, I want to” she stammered, ‘Nice’ I thought to myself.

“Do you know what I hate the most?” She shake I head “I hate lies. So I'll ask you again, what were you doing at the door?” No scratch that. Who sent you? Who are you working for? What's your mission?” I bombarded her with questions, I can see tears dropping from her eyes. 

“I.. I.. nobody sent me. I.. was passing”her breath heightened, she stammered trying to explain but fear has taken over her body and I'm loving the show.

“When I'm talking, look at me!”she flinched at the sound of my voice, her knees giving way when she heard me cock my gun.

“What were you doing at my door?!” I emphasize every word, pointing the gun at her. She was a crying mess right now and I'm loving every moment.

 “You have three seconds 1….2….3” I pulled the trigger with a smile on my face. She's lying on the floor with a wet shirt.