All Chapters of A Hunt For His Queen : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

A knock on the door made me open my eyes. The sound of running shower reached my ears. After our conversation, I had sent Syl to get a shower before bed. Much to his dismay. He was more interested in playing with my hair and running his hands over my legs and ass with me in his arms. But he was too sweaty for me to let him sleep like that. Another knock made me let out a sigh and get up."Oliver?" He flashed me a small smile. Something close to guilt washed over his eyes as he cleared his throat."Uh, Duncan forgot his phone in the gym."Nodding, I took the phone from his hand. "He is in the shower. I will give it to him."Flashes of Arianna and Robert's meeting flickered into my mind. I still haven't talked to Syl about it yet. Did Oliver know anything about that meeting? Maybe it wasn't anything I was thinking it was? Just a professional meeting? "All right." With that he turned to leave, but then he stopped. Letting out a sigh, his brown orbs met my gaze. "Duncan told me what A

Robert Samuelson?My heart raced in my chest. He went to that extent to take his revenge? He used his friendship with a crime lord to kidnap me. What would he do then? Kill me?My grip on Syl tightened. I had faced many dangerous debt collectors and goons before. But this time, it was too much.His warm hands cupped my cheeks. Intense icy blue eyes held me captive. "Cuore mio, don't worry about him. He knows who is standing in his way before he can harm you. And that piece of shit doesn't have that much guts to face me. That's why he went under his friend's wing. But now even that gang leader can't help him. No one can save him from my hands now. Consider him gone."The venom in his voice soothed the burn in my chest. The determination in his dark eyes comforted me. Now considering what that man could do to me, Syl's torturing him didn't feel as bad as it felt earlier. All of this created havoc in my head. I wanted to hide in his arms and thank him for keeping me safe, but something

He made the painting by that famous artist with millions of dollars so that he could hang it in his bedroom? That meant, he wanted me, was after me for more than three years and I didn't have a single clue about it. I thought he didn't even know me personally before Em's sister's reception. Then what about his ignorance towards me all the time?My heart raced in my chest as everything crashed on me. It all made sense now. His claims, his possessiveness, his losing control whenever he felt I was in danger. He couldn't grow those feelings all of a sudden.He was keeping an eye on me, stalking me. That's how he knew about the mayor. And I thought he dug out Robert's intentions out of our a month's relation…whatever it was. Then something clicked in my head. Those men disappeared all of a sudden, without collecting the money they wanted from me. Could it be his doing also? Seeing his wrath on that man who followed me that night, it wasn't impossible that he made those men disappear. Hi

What? Disappeared just like that?"And now he is waiting in the bushes for the right time to attack and take his revenge!" he hissed, running his hand through his dark brown locks. "My men are trying to get him out, but he is too smart for his own good. But don't worry, he won't be roaming free for long."My heart sank in my stomach. He was waiting to attack when we had no idea where he was? That was more dangerous than when we knew his location and movements. Then something crashed on me. What if it was him tonight sneaking inside the house instead of Syl? A chill ran down my spine along with the crackling of lightning in the dark heavy sky. I flinched at the loud thunder that followed. Rain in this early winter?Getting silence from me, his icy blue eyes fell on me. The light of the lightning flashed on his left profile. Concern etched on his tired yet beautiful features. The slight stubble gave him a five o'clock look.All of a sudden, I wanted to reach out and hide in his ches

Without saying a word, I stood there. Her mere presence set a fire beneath my veins. What surprised me was the fear that ran along with the rage. A part of me feared she had the power to win him over from me. Even if I wanted to have nothing to do with that crazy man, I disliked her more than I should. I didn't forget how gentle he was with her the other day. She was close to him. And not to forget, she was a woman to stare at. A petite blonde woman and a tall man in their late fifties appeared behind her. Money and power screamed from their presence. The man raised a brow at me. "You are?" "Uh, she is…" As Roxanne started, the woman cut in. "Must be a servant. What are you waiting for? Let Her Highness know that she has guests." She eyed me up and down. My faded jeans, black T-shirt and old pair of heels didn't stand up to her standards.My fists clenched as Roxanne's eyes widened. But not to my surprise, she didn't amend the woman, who must be her mother seeing the similarities