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 The roar from outside caused the four gunmen before me to shiver in fear, almost making me burst into laughter at the expressions on their faces.“Guess who's coming…” I asked in a sing-song tone, watching them crawl backward in fear. The stench of their terror almost made me want to puke.Oh, my little kitty, she isn't here yet, but her presence is already felt. How sweet…Just then, I saw the guards pushing the cage over to where we were.“This will be fun,” a soft chuckle escaped my lips. My eyes twinkled as I rubbed my hands together. A lot of fun!I casually got up from the chair and strolled over to the cage.“Hey, my sweet little one,” I cooed, reaching my hand into the cage to caress her head. She let out a purr, and I nodded, “Aye. I can tell you're hungry. I have four grown-ups for you. How would you like to taste them?” I asked my tiger with a smile. “Do you want them raw or cooked, baby?”I was staring right at my baby, yet I could smell and feel the fear oozin
Kira's POV"Get everyone down here," I ordered the guards as I strolled into the living room with a Remington R5 in my right hand. The living room, once a chaotic mess of broken glass, blood stains, and upended furniture, had been meticulously restored to order. It was almost as if nothing had happened here. I settled into a single sofa, my eyes fixed on the entrance as I waited for the family to gather. They would be mourning one of their own today."Where are the losers?!" I shouted after a few minutes of waiting. Their tardiness only fueled my anger, my fingers itching to pull the trigger.Impatient, I aimed the gun at the ceiling and fired a warning shot. "Get the fuck out now!" I bellowed.The family members scurried out like frightened rabbits, some descending the stairs while others hurried from the elevator. Within minutes, they were all assembled before me. The sheer number of them was staggering; Mr. Jones had truly sired a legion. There can never be peace in a house like t
Kira's POV(A week later.)“You are ready, ma’am,” Annabella announced, and I dropped my phone on the table to see her handiwork.“Nice,” I mumbled, standing up to admire myself in the mirror. “I never knew you could style hair so well.”“I style my siblings’ hair a lot,” she giggled, and I just shrugged, genuinely impressed with her choice of selection for the last hearing at the court.I was struck by the sleek and stylish piece she had chosen for me. The centerpiece was a striking black leather trench coat, its double-breasted design featuring a row of bold white buttons that added a modern touch. The coat fell elegantly to mid-calf, creating a commanding and confident silhouette.Underneath, she had opted for a classic black turtleneck sweater, its high collar framing my face and accentuating the bold red lipstick I had applied. My dark, wavy hair cascaded around my shoulders, adding a touch of drama to the overall look.Completing the ensemble were a pair of form-fitting black le
Kira's POV. The grand doors were just ahead, a symbol of authority and justice. But today, I was the real authority, and my justice would be painful, slow and merciless. As I approached the entrance, the press swarmed, their cameras flashing and questions coming from different directions but my guards did a great job in keeping them away. I hate the media. The courthouse was crowded with anticipation. Reporters and onlookers whispered amongst themselves, their eyes fixed on me. I could hear some of their conversations...words like “murder,” “trial,” and “power” went through my ears and I just smiled because they had no idea just how cruel I could be. They don't know who I am… yet. Denver stepped up beside me, his presence was a reminder of the Jones family's ever-growing list of enemies. But today wasn’t about him; it was about Richard and his futile attempt to challenge me. The courtroom doors swung open, and I walked in, my heels clicking sharply against the polished floor. T
Kira's POV. "Congratulations, hottie, you did great and you are exactly what they say you are," Denver complimented immediately as I stepped out of the car.Creasing my brow, I asked, "Were you waiting for me all this while?"He just shrugged, and I rolled my eyes, grabbing my bag from the car seat. I had ditched him back at the courthouse because I had some pressing issues to attend to. I was hoping he would get angry and leave me alone, but he was waiting for me."How was your day?" he asked."Fine, thank you," I mumbled before walking in. It had been a hectic day, and I was so hungry. I didn't have time to eat because I was so busy. All I wanted to do now was take a bath and eat to my full. No work again today; I was super exhausted."If you don't mind, would you like me to take you to dinner tonight?" he asked, falling in step with me."No. Not interested. I just wanna eat at home and sleep," I replied snappily and hastened my steps.Annabella rushed to meet me, took my bag, and
Kira's POV. "Why are you not killing her?" I heard a distant voice ask and I tried to open my eyes but they seemed too heavy for me to open."I don't want to kill her now, I'm gonna deal with her, I'll make her death painful, you don't think I would let her go after what she had done to us, do you?" Another asked... A familiar voice but my brain seems too foggy to remember whose voice it is.“You’re making a huge mistake, Richard,” the first voice, a man, insisted. “Shoot her now while she’s down. She might do something dangerous once she’s awake.”A woman added, “He’s right. This isn’t the time for arrogance. We’ve seen what she’s capable of.”Richard laughed, the sound grating on my ears. “The drug in her system will keep her unconscious for twenty-four hours. If I kill her now, our property would be gone. She needs to sign everything back to me before I send her to meet Dad.”"You're a fool, this woman is unpredictable Richard, she's like an untouchable force, you managed to knock
Kira's POV. Grabbing my favorite dagger from my collection, I took a look at myself one last time in the mirror before heading out of the room. I knew everyone must have gathered in the lounge by now; it had already been two hours and counting. I didn't intend to delay the whole process, but I kept thinking of the best way to end Richard.I'm pissed, and thinking always becomes a hard job for me when I'm angry. Fvck that i.d.i.o.t for making me so angry. The poison had worn off, and the funniest and yet scariest thing about my body was the fact that I don't even know the effects of poison. It was after I discovered the different ways my exes had tried to kill me that I realized I've survived many attempts on my life. Poison was the very least of the things they might have done to me, my body had become poison itself. I'm thrilled about making an example of Richard in front of the whole family, and I'm super happy that I finally got my baby her dessert though it's during dinner time
Kira's POV. My eyes widened in shock as I stared at the magnificent wolf in front of me, "Our mate is a wolf Kira, can you believe this, he's a fucking werewolf!" Morana pounced excitedly in me but I was too mad to acknowledge her, too mad and surprised at the same time, her constant shrill voice in my head made me cuss, " Shut your trashy mouth Mo, I can clearly see he's a damn werewolf, do you have to scream my head down?!" I fired angrily, hot unwanted tears leaving my eyes and I wish I knew why those tears were falling from my eyes. The huge wolf before me stood tall, powerful, with sleek black fur that shimmered under the dim light. His piercing red eyes locked onto mine, and for a moment, the room seemed to shrink around us. It was Ashton. My supposed human bodyguard. My…mate.Morana let out a gleeful howl in my mind. "Our mate is perfect! Look at him! So strong, so..."“SHUT UP!” I screamed aloud, cutting her off. The sound echoed in the room, but Ashton didn’t flinch. He st
Kira's POV. Isabella leaped at me, her bloodlust thick and tangible in the air. Her massive form blurred as she closed the distance between us in an instant. I braced myself, Morana growling fiercely in my mind as she took control of our movements."She’ll regret this," Morana hissed, her voice dripping with rage.I ducked just as Isabella’s claws slashed through the space where my head had been a second earlier. The force of her attack sent a gust of wind past me, and I wasted no time retaliating. My claws extended as I swung upward, aiming for her exposed side.She let out a sharp yelp as my claws made contact, leaving a deep gash along her flank. Isabella’s wolf stumbled back but quickly recovered, her glowing eyes narrowing in fury."Is that all you’ve got?" I taunted in my mind and Morana growled, her massive form overwhelming Isabella's wolf who shifted back. Morana’s dominance surged through me as she fully took over. Her fury was high, a tempest roaring inside both of us. Is
Kira's POV. "You can call Ashton to come help you with your training, you know." Mo suggested but I just rolled my eyes as I constantly kicked the dummy in front of me. I don't need Ashton, I can train by myself. "He's the only one strong enough to stand against you and you know that, the rest always give up, run away or end up passing out." She whined and I sighed."The last time Ashton came to this place, he used a gun to fuck me, it was a crazy experience, I need my focus and not some distractions!" I snapped at her and my face heated up at the thought of Ashton's last visit to the training room. It was impossible not to recall the smirk on his face as he teased me, completely unbothered by the chaos we created. My face flushed as the memory replayed itself in my mind.“Exactly,” Morana teased. “And wasn’t that just the kind of ‘training’ you needed? Maybe he can remind you how to relax and focus at the same time.”“Shut up, Mo,” I growled, delivering a hard kick to the dummy tha
Kira's POV. "Ma'am, Isabella is in the building, what should I do about it, should I send her back home?" Jonas asked as we headed to the meeting room but I just waved him away. I'm more interested in the meeting at hand, meeting with all the mafia Lords under me, I don't know the sudden reason why they'd called for a meeting but I'm pretty sure it was important. "Just let her play her game, I want to see what she's up to this time around, I'm intrigued by her attacks, let's see what she plans to do again this time." Jonas hesitated for a moment before nodding, clearly unsure of how to handle my casual indifference toward Isabella’s antics. "Understood, ma’am. I’ll keep an eye on her.""Good," I muttered, brushing past him as I stepped into the grand meeting room. The air was thick with tension, the kind that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. All the mafia lords were already seated, their expressions ranging from guarded to openly hostile. Something was definitely
Kira's POV. Ashton’s question hung in the air, thick with tension. His intense gaze bore into me, and for a moment, I faltered. Fear wasn’t something I was willing to admit, not to him or anyone.I turned on my heel, determined to leave, but before I could take another step again, his hand shot out, grabbing my wrist and spinning me around. His strength caught me off guard, and in one swift motion, he pushed me back onto the bed.“What the hell, Ashton?!” I snarled, struggling to push him off me. But my strength felt like it had vanished, my body betraying me in a way I couldn’t comprehend. That damn wolf was responsible for this, I just know it deep in my guts! “Stop fighting me, Kira,” he said softly, his voice carrying an edge of command. His hands pinned mine above my head as he hovered over me, his face mere inches from mine. “For once, just stop.”The anger bubbling inside me collided with a strange, unwelcome vulnerability. I glared up at him, my chest heaving with frustratio
Kira's POV. "KIRA!" A familiar masculine voice shouted my name and I creased my brow as I looked at the entrance of the secret underground room in my room.That was definitely Ashton, what was he doing in my room? "Kira, where are you?!” he asked and I let out a loud sigh before heading to the exit, this had better be important.The door to the underground room creaked as I pushed it open. Ashton stood in the middle of my bedroom, his chest heaving, sweat dripping down his face, and a wild look in his eyes. He turned sharply as the door opened, and relief washed over his features the moment he saw me.“There you are!” he barked, striding toward me with such intensity that I instinctively stepped back.“What is it, Ashton?” I asked, trying to keep my voice neutral despite the unease creeping up my spine.His hands shot out, gripping my shoulders as he scanned me from head to toe, his gaze sharp and frantic. “Did you eat anything recently? Anything Isabella gave you?”I frowned, shrug
Ashton's POV. I stared at the angry woman pacing around the room in anger and I wanted to do something, anything but I don't know what to do cause I was torn between her and Kira. Isabella is my fiancee and Kira... That woman... I don't even know what to say or do. Kira had been asking me questions about how I got so powerful to command powerful men but I wasn't interested in discussing it with her. "This wasn't what we planned Ashton, you don't belong here, you came here to destroy your father's empire but you allow a mere woman to take over it and now you're bedding the woman, serving her like a queen, what the hell got into you?" My ever short tempered fiancee asked and I just stared at her, trying to figure out exactly how to reply to her questions. My engagement with her was just for mutual benefits but I do respect her because she's wise and powerful but I don't know why she was acting up because of Kira, she doesn't usually care about which girl I go out with, so this sudde
Kira's POV. "And what are you doing in my private office again, Isabella?" I questioned the suspicious looking woman going through my laptop and she snapped her head towards me, surprised but the expression was quickly replaced by another. "How did you get here?" She asked and I just chuckled, moving to my seat. "This is my office Isabella and stop being stupid, no matter what you do, you'll find nothing to implicate me, I'm the mafia boss so just deal with it and stop trying to make Ashton boss, he's very much okay with what he is." I stated and drew my phone out to make some calls. "This is his father's empire and I'll do everything I can to make sure he gets it. I don't know what you did to my man that made him so loyal to you but I swear, I'll get his empire back for him and I'll make sure you're ruined." Her voice was venomous and wanted to laugh. So much hatred. I love that. "You have guts girl but I'm the wrong person to mess up with, Ashton is your man so go deal with
Kira's POV. A loud yawn escaped my mouth when I woke up. I just want to lay in bed and probably sleep more. I'm dead tired. It was probably the stress of these past few days, the kidnapping, meeting those jerks, fights and killing. Damn! I'm exhausted from all that shit. "You're just been lazy, get up, Ashton needs us." Morana yelled and I just scoffed and stripped myself for a good bath. "He doesn't need us, Mo, his so-called fiancee is here for him and besides, stop bothering me about Ashton all the time." I snapped as I made my way to the bathroom. "I'll bother you about him, he's our mate and he risked his life for us, he's yet to wake up and we can't just let some random woman who claims to be his fiancee be with him." "She's not some random woman, I've confirmed from many sources that the arrogant bitch is his fiancée. Now stop pestering me, Morana," I muttered as the warm water cascaded down my body. Morana huffed, her growl faint but persistent. "Sources mean nothing.