David’s POV.This morning has been crazy. I’ve been in about three meetings now with my employees and associates. Mr. Ral, one of my partners just flew in from Arizona and was presenting new deals I can’t resist.Oh, we’ve been at it for hours now as he spills on and on about the potential billions we'll make if partner together and run the new business.“My God, Ral. This seems promising.” I say to him, running my eyes over the piles of files on my desk which Ral brought with him.“Told you so.” He chirps now leaning back against his seat to glare at me.I take in a single breath, considering the options.The deal is really attractive, and worthy of a trial. It just reminds me of my meeting with Mr. Oliver yesterday. It came so suddenly but it was a success, except for Claire’s pestering behavior.I don’t fucking know why the woman is giving her father ideas about us. I don’t want to ruin my relationship with Mr. Oliver, at all.I’m glad though that the old man is willing to give m
Vera’s POV.The moment David left this morning, I started packing my remaining clothes of mine. I didn’t even allow Irene into my room so she wouldn’t discourage me and make me stay back.It’s time I take charge of my life and build myself.I took my bath and fixed on my dress. A black leather trousers and a turtleneck shirt and boots.I tied my hair in a ponytail and glammed my face with little makeup. Then with a little bit of difficulty, I started pushing my bags outside.I have plans now. The modeling agency will call me for an audition and I told Sage to help me find a realtor who would get an apartment for me.So for now, I’ll be staying in a motel while preparing for the modeling audition. The creak of my bags as I dragged them over the floor attracted Irene’s attention and she came hurtling forward with wrinkled brows.“Vera…?” She stalls a bit, looking around as I drop the bag by the exit and hurry back to my room to gather the remaining ones.While climbing down the stair
Third-person POV.“Dammit!” Peter let out a curse into the silent room in the unknown destination he was in. He doesn’t know how long he has been here but he can’t stay no longer.Peter wanted to complete his mission but fuck, these men were standing in his way.Just some time ago he had landed in the States, reeling with the hope of achieving his goals and gaining his freedom.But now he was even in more problem. Peter gazed at the door, yearning to move up from his tied position and over to the door. He yearned to tug the door open and flee. Capture his unwanted daughter and hand her over to the mafia brothers.The thought of Alexei and Anton made bile rise in Peter’s throat. He failed the twins despite their warnings. He fucking messed up.If Peter had known that David would catch him he wouldn’t have gone to that bar.But then again, David might have caught him even if he didn’t go there…Peter scrunched his face as he thought about what happened that night. He was convinced then
Third Person POV. A short weary laugh escaped Peter’s lips. He gazed up at Andrei, coughing blood. Already Peter’s face had swelled up, credit to Andrei’s blows and punches.Just beneath the laugh escaping Peter’s lips was hatred. He hated Andrei. David. And whoever else was on his way to freedom.Getting his life roped up in the mafia’s hands wasn’t what he bargained for, but Peter was willing to fight for his freedom.He was but a slave to the mafia. Not even a ranking Byki. Just a slave. And he was tired of being that shitty thing.At least, back when he was in New York he had a good job. A good girlfriend and he was on the verge of being a father to the child he wanted not a child that came by happenstance.Only gambling ruined his life. Gambling brought him to the position he was in now. He wanted out. And the only means he could do that was to endure all the shits Andrei and David dished out.But while doing that he’d re-strategize. These men needed him alive, Peter concluded,
David’s POV.Thanks to Nathan I found out everything I should about Peter. It hurts like a bitch knowing everything about the trickster too late.If I had known about Peter right when he married my dead lover, Helen, I would have informed Helen’s father. I would have made it known he was being used but I didn’t.I just realized everything today and it fucking hurts like a bitch.I was moody in my office when Nathan came in. Of course, I knew he was there to bitch about me not meeting up at the Sex Dungeon which I promised to attend with him and Mr. Ral but he knew that moment that I wasn’t in the right mood.“What’s wrong, man? Anything happened?” Nathan had asked, propping up from the chair he sat on. I took a while to gaze up at him and said it all.I told him about Vera who wanted to pack out and how it scared me that the mafia might get her. Well, speaking of Vera, we’re considerably cool with each other since she packed out.It hasn’t been that long but Vee is already working tir
David’s POV. “That’s right, baby…you love me touching you?” I hum against her wet skin, pressing my lips on it. Even though Vera nodded, I didn’t notice only because I pinned my lips to her neck, feeling her pulse flutter against my lips.I pull her back against me, my dick probing the crack of her ass cheeks. My big palm still clings to her tit and I run my digits over her hardened nipples.“Fuck…” she cries and I growl, loving the way her body fits perfectly against mine. Her skin is so soft and willing to bend to my will.As the water run effortlessly between us, I grab Vera by the waist and shake her in such a way that she’ll rub her ass over my throbbing cock.Even as she does that, her breasts bounce. I love watching the naughty play we indulge in.I bend her forward, her head pressing lightly over the wall as I hold her waist firmly, making her grind on my dick without penetration.With Vera I love foreplay. I love everything when it comes to her. For someone who never loved
Vera’s POV. “Damn that.” David cusses at the sound of my ringtone. He presses me against the wall, wanting to drive my attention away from it but I needed to take the call.“I need to answer the call,” I mutter into the air between us.“That can come later…” He tries to order me but I take charge immediately.I mean this is my life now. I have every right to make the decision and not him.At that, I perch my hands over his drenched chest, pushing him away.“No, I need to take the call.” While speaking I gaze up at him.David’s jaw clenches and I see a muscle tick but I don’t care at all. I insist on my right and pull him back more.“If you will excuse me…” And then I drag my feet away from the shower cubicle, padding my way into the room.Water droplets wriggle down my body but I don’t pay mind to it and reach for the phone blaring on my nightstand.I grab the phone when I see my assistant’s number hovering over the screen.“Corbin?” I sputter into the phone when I picked up the cal
David’s POV.“I can’t believe Vera did that,” I whisper under my breath as I watch her Audi dive into the street, blending with other hordes of elegant cars. It’s still a shock to me that she chose to leave my cock for someone else.Who was it that called her? Damn, I so want to know.My heart jerks. And something similar to anger boils in my blood.Was it a man that called her? Fuck!A groan pulls from my lips as I shove my fingers through my hair in annoyance. God, I’m scared she might have met some other man in that damn modeling agency.Fuck it, I’m going to find out who that asshole is and fucking deal with him.Clenching my teeth together as my eyes trail along her car, I begin to back away from the balcony. I hightail it into the room, looking for my phone.I don’t know where Andrei is but I fucking want him to tail my girl.Spotting my phone on the cabinet of the ensuite bathroom, I grab it quickly and scale through, searching for Andrei’s number.With three slides through my