Kira's POV. The employees exchanged uncertain glances, their murmurs fading into an uneasy silence."I understand your concerns," I continued, choosing my words carefully. "Change can be intimidating and maybe unwelcoming, especially when it comes in the form of new leadership. But I assure you, my intentions are not to disrupt, but to innovate."A ripple of skepticism ran through the crowd and some of them rained cusses at, but I pressed on, undeterred because I'm in the mood for reasoning. "I know that earning your trust won't be easy," I acknowledged, meeting their gazes with a bored expression. "But I'm willing to work for it. I'm willing to listen to your grievances, to address your concerns, and to prove myself worthy of this position.""So, I propose a compromise," I declared, leaning forward in my chair. "Give me a chance to prove myself. Give me your feedback, your suggestions, your criticisms. And together, we can build a better future for this company. What do you all say
Kira's POV. I stumbled out of the car, fatigue weighing heavily on my shoulders, as the sun was sinking low in the horizon. My head throbbed with each step; today's hectic day at work had drained me; I am not sure how much more work and dominance I would have to put in before I could rule peacefully. I have to gain complete control, and I will; it is only a matter of time before everyone knows my name... It is a lot of work, but I am willing to do it because the cause I am fighting for is worthwhile. With a bitter taste on my tongue, I whispered to myself, "Home sweet home."Even though I knew the path to success would not be simple, I became more determined every day to take my rightful place at the top.The stillness was broken as soon as I set foot on the sidewalk by a shy voice alerting me to someone standing close by. A young girl, her frame fragile and delicate, stood before me, her eyes wide with apprehension."Welcome, ma'am," she stammered, her voice trembling with nervousn
Kira's POVA chuckle escaped my lips as I looked left and right, around the room. This was the time to ask who he was and why he was wearing a mask in my house, but my eyes remained below his waist. The dim light made me see all of him clearly,my gaze lingered lower, drinking in every inch of his imposing frame. He was huge down there… tempting. Jones was the last man I had fucked since my exes, and since Jones died, I had been mourning and taking over. Seeing a living sacrifice in front of me made me smirk. My unusual craving for this naked man in front of me caused my legs to move of their own accord, closing the distance between us. As I reached him, my hands slid up to his broad shoulders, caressing them as I met his gaze. I didn't want to take his mask off just yet, what's the fun in that? “This will do wonders for my headache,” I thought, feeling a wicked grin spread across my face. “Get on with it, girl!” he hissed, impatience lacing his voice. I felt a surge of annoyance;
Kira’s POV“Who the fuck are you?” My voice was sharp, and I pressed the knife closer to his neck. He’d be a fool to think I couldn’t kill him just because we’d just shared an incredible fuck that I wouldn’t mind repeating.Damn it! This man is so good that even when I try to focus, his presence alone distracts me. Was he sent to kill me? Too bad for him; that’s not going to happen.I leaned in closer, my breath hot against his face. “Who the fuck sent you?” I demanded through gritted teeth.I watched his Adam’s apple bob as he swallowed hard, feeling his cock grow even larger and harder inside me despite my knife at his throat made my eyes widened. “In the name of fu.ck!” I groaned, feeling myself stretch to accommodate him. Goddess, I was getting distracted again.His eyes, dark and unreadable behind the mask, stared up at me. He seemed to savor my struggle, his lips curving into a smug smile.“Does it matter who sent me?” he rasped, his voice husky with lust. “You seemed to enjoy
Ashton's POV. Stepmom?That’s a big term. I never really considered Kira, or any of Mr. Jones's numerous women, as my stepmom. I accepted the fact that I have step-siblings, whom I don’t get along with much, but stepmoms? Nah, that’s too much. She must have said those words to piss me off or to actually think of herself as my stepmom. Hilarious.Everything that happened was amusing, silly, wild, and super crazy, but no matter how hard I try to deny it, I can’t. Fucking her was the best. She’s the first woman to drive me to insanity when it comes to sex, matching my energy with raw energy.Dropping onto my bed, I rubbed my cheek, remembering her hit, and smiled. The cut on my throat… that barbarian savage horny beasty. She’s not only wild but bossy, and a dominant b.i.t.c.h. I love it when my women don’t act submissive; it’s fun to break them. But Kira… She’s not my woman and never will be, but I can’t get that wild fuck out of my head. She’s everything I want to fuck and kill at the
Ashton's POV. "What would you like to eat, Sir?" a soft voice asked the moment I stepped into the large family dining room.I turned to see a tiny woman standing beside me, creasing my brow, I asked, "And you are?"She blushed, her cheeks turning a delicate shade of pink and I wondered why she was blushing. "I'm Annabella, a new servant, Sir. What would you like to have for breakfast?"A new servant. Who hired such a fragile-looking woman? She seemed like she could break at any moment. "Um, get me hot chocolate and some scrambled eggs," I mumbled, dismissing her as I made my way to the dining table.Some of the family members were already seated, but I didn't bother acknowledging them. I grabbed the newspaper and buried my head in it, hoping to avoid any unnecessary interaction."Ash, you gonna pretend like we don't exist?" A familiar feminine voice pierced through my focus, making me roll my eyes. I really wasn't in the mood for a conversation."Ashton!" Another voice, this time mal
Ashton's POV. I looked around, assessing the situation, there were just six of them. The gunmen were focused on Kira, giving me a moment to plan, they came for Kira and I guess whoever sent them informed them that they have no cause to worry about anyone saving Kira... I wonder where her trusted men were. "Go on, do your job, you must be eager to see me lying in my pool of blood. Where did you want the bullet, in my heart or straight into my brain?" She asked and I just watched her in awe. "What the fuck are you doing?" I found myself asking.She glanced at me briefly, her eyes shooting daggers at me. "Stay out of this, Ashton. It's not your fight."The leader barked out a laugh. "You hear that pretty boy, stay out of it or I would add you to my list of who would die here today. She doesn't want your help so don't try to play the hero."The tension in the room was high and I tried to think of how to handle the situation."You're a pretty one, wish I can bang you before I end your m
Kira's POV“Fvck!” I ruffled out a cuss and slammed the door shut immediately after I stepped into my room. The anger surged from within me, those guards would definitely get their punishment but first, I needed to deal with those lunatics who thought they could come into my home and point guns at me. I am Kira, this is my territory, no one comes to threaten me let alone in my territory. I made my way into the bathroom and took a quick shower before wearing a different attire, the red nightgown now dumped among the other dirty clothes. The real battle had just begun because I wasn't going to let whosoever sent these gunmen into my house go free. One of them had clearly said they had been instructed not to take me for granted. A very good heads-up; they still did though.Staring at my reflection in the mirror, I packed my hair into a tight pony causing my face to be more revealed. I wore black shorts that ended at my thighs and wore a black spaghetti hand top. With no makeup and no
Kira's POV"You seem ready for our first attack," Ashton remarked, his golden eyes glinting with amusement as he gestured toward the massive, shattered rock before us. The once-imposing boulder now lay in jagged pieces scattered across the training ground, steam rising from the cracks where my energy had split it apart.But his words did little to comfort me. Despite the destruction, despite his strong confidence in me, I still felt like I wasn’t ready. I clenched my fists, staring at the debris, my chest tight with frustration. "It’s not enough," I muttered. "Not yet."Ashton stepped closer, his gaze narrowing as he studied me. "Kira, you just turned a solid rock into rubble. What part of that isn’t enough?"I shook my head, taking a shaky breath. "This isn’t just about breaking rocks, Ashton. It’s about getting Trisha back. It’s about walking into Michael’s fortress and making sure nothing, absolutely nothing goes wrong. I can’t afford mistakes."He crossed his arms, his expression
Kira's POV. My inside boiled as I watched Micheal dragging the crying Trisha out of the car, my baby was looking so frail and she was crying for her brothers. It hurts that I had to separate her from her brothers but it was a necessary step to get all of them to me. It must be hard for them...hard for them to see the men who had once loved them changed drastically. I thought they loved us too, they used me and sold me off when they couldn't end me, and now, they are going to use them too.. It's sickening. "Your daughter is truly beautiful." Ashton mumbled and I blinked back the tears that were threatening to fall from my eyes."She's a diva though she's not at her best now, she's looking so sick, I wonder what their mentally challenged father had done to her..." I paused and allowed the tears threatening to consume me to fall, "I'll get my children back from them and I'll take pleasure in killing them, all of them, I'll make them pay for every pain they made me and my children to g
Kira's POV. "Where's Ashton?" I asked immediately as I stepped into the mansion and Bella gave me a wide smile which immediately hinted that there was something up. "He went out to get something, welcome Madame." She said with so much joy in her voice that it confirmed my suspicion that something was up. What's Ashton planning?The last time Bella behaved like this, Ashton planned a surprise dinner for me to celebrate our conquest over some empire so what are we celebrating tonight?"He brought a dress for you, should I help you change, it's so elephant and the first of its kind, there were so many tiny diamond cuts and it's...""Hold on, Bella," I interrupted, raising a hand to stop her excited rambling. "Ashton bought me a dress?" My voice dripped with suspicion as I studied her glowing face. She was practically bouncing on her toes."Yes, Madame! It’s stunning! I’ve never seen anything like it," Bella gushed, clasping her hands together. "He told me to make sure you were ready w
Kira's POV"Wake up Kira!" Mo's urgent voice penetrated my haze but I chose to ignore her. I will not let her ruin my sleep because of some shitty prank. "There's danger, you bitch!" She growled and I shifted on my bed, sharpening all my senses but I didn't sense any danger so I didn't bother to open my eyes. Dumb wolf. "There's no danger here, bitch!" I screamed internally but she growled louder. "Fuck you! You don't feel it because you are the fucking danger, get your ass up, your powers are acting up and I can barely hold it in anymore, if I let go, you'll burn down this mansion killing everyone, get your ass up and..."I snapped my eyes open and the lighting in the room nearly blinded me but I blinked rapidly and adjusted to the light."What the fuck is going on here?!" I asked in panic and Mo let out a strangled cry. She was in pain. "Get away from the mansion, go far away from here... Rush to the forest, anywhere... Anywhere you can unwind, there's too much power that's dor
Kira's POV"Don't look at me like that, I just happen to stumble over it here." I mumbled, not used to seeing him this angry."You don't go about..." He paused and before I could question him any further, he sped and gathered the pictures, snatching the ones in my hands too. "Are you crazy?!" I asked, my anger bubbling up and I stood to face him squarely."I'm sure that's no breaking news, quit digging into my past, it... It only hurts." He gritted his teeth and looking at him, I could see the pain in his eyes and I swallowed hard. Thinking about it now, I think it's high time I ask him about his family. I only know about his moronic late father, nothing about the mother. "He doesn't look like he's in the mood to talk about anything, are you seeing the hurt in his eyes?" Mo asked but I just stared at the man in front of me and my curiosity got the better of me. I want to know... For him. For me. There's basically nothing between us apart from him helping me with my revenge, fuckin
Kira's POV. A low groan escaped me before I fling the book in my hands away, the frustration in me was threatening to consume me and my rage was making my powers unstable. Yes. Powers. Over the past few days, I have developed some weird powers I can't even explain, I'm a fucking werewolf so how was I able to use magic? "Maybe you are a hybrid." Morana chuckled and I rolled my eyes as I grabbed another ancient book that contains information about supernatural creatures to have a look. Morana's powers seemed to be growing every second, not only can she shift into different wolves, she was doing things werewolves should not be doing and she seems happy about it while I get more confused cause no books have any details about what I was exhibiting, not even hybrids. "You should be happy, the more power you have, the more chances we have against those pieces of trash you call ex husbands, can't wait to kill them." Her voice was so thrilling as she painted bloody images in my mind."Yo
Kira's POV. The sharp slap of cold water against my face did little to calm the crazy storm inside me. I gripped the sink, staring at my reflection as droplets slid down my skin. My heart pounded loudly in my chest, so hard that I felt deep contracting pain. Ashton’s words rang in my ears."You can trust me."No. Trust made you weak. Trust led to betrayal. I’d built my empire on the ashes of broken promises and deep betrayal...I wasn’t about to hand someone else the keys to my soul. Again! I took a deep breath and straightened. By the time I opened the door, my mask was firmly in place. Ashton was lounging in a chair, twirling his glass in one hand, but his eyes sharpened the second he saw me."Feel better?" he asked, though his tone was clipped."Much." I plastered on a smile and headed for the door. "Come on. I’m starving.""I'm sorry if whatever I said hurt you, you don't have to be in a hurry, I'll wait for as long as I can. I'm willing to do that just for you." He said and I cl
Kira's POV. I sat at the edge of the bed, twirling my gun in my hand, the metallic glint catching the sunlight streaming through the windows. "When are those modafuckers gonna split up already?" I groaned, running a hand through my hair. The tension in my muscles coiled tighter with each passing second. "I'm getting bored."Ashton, seated across from me, lounged with this crazy calm, his long legs stretched out as he sipped his coffee. His lips quirked into a lazy grin. "Chill, baby," he drawled, the warmth in his golden eyes softening. "Those three damned triplets trust each other like they're welded together. But cracks don’t happen overnight." He set the mug down and leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. "The people we sent are doing their job. Let’s wait and see."I narrowed my eyes, biting the inside of my cheek. "We’ve waited long enough."Ashton stood, walked over, and took the gun from my hand, placing it gently on the desk. His touch was steady. "Kira, listen to
Kira's POV. The moment I stepped into the room, I kicked off my heels and peeled off my gown, letting it pool around my feet. The cool air kissed my skin as I moved toward the massive bathroom. The hum of the night—the blood, the fury, the triumph—clung to me like a second skin. I needed a long, scorching shower to wash away the remnants of that bastard's existence.I turned on the faucet, letting the water roar to life. Steam filled the room, wrapping around me like a warm embrace. As the heat rose, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror—bloodstained, victorious, untouchable."I feel good," Morana cackled in my head, her voice filled with savage glee.I smiled, unable to deny the mutual satisfaction. "We deserve this victory, Mo. Every damn second of it."Her growl was soft but approving. "We do. But you know what would make this bath even better?"I froze, sensing exactly where this was going."We should wait for Ash to come join us," she purred, her tone dripping with mischief