David’s POV.
“You want to adopt her?” William asks with a note of shock in his voice.
“Yes.” I drop the pen, resting on the seat as I watch the two CPS workers looking surprisingly at themselves.
“Ahem!” Mrs. Margaret clears her throat to speak but I do so before her.
“Vera and I have become close. So I can’t bear leaving her to loiter on the streets. I want to give her a better life. To adopt her as my daughter.”
“Well, that’s a different case altogether but then Vera would have a say this time around. She’ll decide if she wants it or not.”
Mrs. Margaret’s words just dash my hopes. Heaven knows Vera wouldn’t want to be my adoptive daughter. She wouldn’t want that. Because she wants another statues altogether.
A status that will complicate things between us.
“Yes, Mr. Truman. I suggest you have this discussion with her before taking any further steps. However, please sign the papers first.”
Fuck, this William is a thorn in my neck. How dare he disrupt my plans now?
I only wanted to delay this signing process but now, he’s messed everything up. Freaking asshole, I cuss him in my head before picking up the paper to sign the signature.
I wield the pen with a heavy heart and I sign the papers with so much difficulty.
The instance my signature is lingering on the paper, William snatches it up and a smile widens his lips apart.
My heart constricts with anger. Only God knows what I’ll do to his fucking ass if I ever see him around Vera.
I spend the rest of my day boozing and thinking about her. By nightfall, I slip into my car, letting my driver drive me home.
Just about ten minutes the driver slips away from the company, and I feel like I’m being watched.
I look around but I found no one.
Is it my thinking or…is someone truly watching me?
I manage a look behind the cluster of cars in the traffic but I find nothing suspicious.
That’s until I see the black Sedan rolling behind me through the alleyway.
Who could that be? I ponder on it, still looking for the car.
Then it dawned on me that it might be them. It might be the mafia.
That thought fires dreadfully through me. If the mafias are watching me that means one thing…
The truth about Vera being alive already spread in the underworld.
How? I think to myself. Quickly I call Andrei to inform him about the incident but he doesn’t pick up and so, I order my driver to take another route.
I must never lead them to Vera. She’s mine to protect!
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Third Person POV.
Vlad had stayed in the States for Weeks now, stealthily tailing David’s movement. Though nothing significant had come out of it he kept updating the mafia brothers.
Anton was pleased with Vlad on his daily update on David’s life. But he wanted Vlad to dive into the real deal. To find out the secret David had stashed away from the underworld.
It wasn’t easy for Vlad though because the man in question was a high profile individual whom he couldn’t easily access any information regarding
him.
None of David’s social media accounts shows he has a daughter to give them a clue that Vera was under the man’s roof.
It had frustrated both Alexei and Anton but the war going on…the attacks the Red Kings were spilling on their lives were enough motivating factors not to keep the hunt for Vera.
They ensured to supply Vlad with resources that would make his work easy.
Therefore, day and night Vlad trailed David’s movement. However, he has never been able to gain access to David’s estate.
Before someone can do so, he’ll need an Identification pass which Vlad didn’t have.
Vlad was well aware of the period David traveled to Russia and when he returned. These updates were given to the twin brothers.
And tonight, Vlad went back to the same routine he does. The routine of monitoring David.
Only, the man slipped from his sight while he was on a call with the receptionist of Dame High School.
The woman had fallen head over heels for Vlad and was at his beck and call. She would have revealed all that Vlad needed before now had she not been new in the school.
However, the woman gave him updates the littlest way she could.
Tonight, the receptionist had called to bargain with Vlad like she always did, information for one round of sex.
It’s more like trade by barter for the receptionist.
So, the woman had called to deliver information to Vlad.
“I have news…” She told him. The sound of her voice told Vlad she was touching herself right this minute.
The man growled under his breath and gushed. “Spill it.”
The receptionist released a round of chuckled as she spilled. “What do I get in return, hmm?”
“Name it.” Vlad replied curtly. Sex meant nothing to men like him so he was willing to give it out and rather keep his life.
“Well then, meet me up tonight.” She purred and hung up the call.
By that time, Vlad looked up and found out he had missed out on David.
He cussed, banging his fists over the steering wheel.
Thereafter, he stopped by a bar to take some booze and inform his bosses of the latest.
“Fucking do whatever shit you can to find him…get something useful about him. I need to know his secrets.” Anton growled into the phone.
The call ended with Vlad taking some time to charge his spirit with alcohol before getting into duty tonight.
Once it was time, he took his leave and headed over to the Dame high school receptionist’s house.
Packing the black Sedan, Vlad alighted from the car, moved over to the threshold and knocked on the white door.
The neighborhood was already immersed in silence. The only noise that could be heard was that of the door being unlocked.
As the receptionist pulled the door open, Vlad walked inside the cozy two bedroom apartment with wooden floors.
His eyes hungrily devoured the half-naked woman before him and then he launched himself at her, going hands, mouths, and teeth over the woman’s body.
The only thing Vlad knew about her was that she was a cheating wife. But he doesn’t care if their relationship was right, after all, she was just a means he could gain the information the Sokolov twins wanted.
The receptionist ushered Vlad to the couch in the sitting room without breaking the kiss nor the moans she generously sang to his ears.
Slumping on the couch, Vlad twisted her around, heaping the woman’s ass to his face. He smacked her a little and pushed her panties aside.
Sticking out his tongue, he stabbed her sopping cunt with his tongue and she shook under his arms.
Three stabs of Vlad’s wet tongue into her pussy had her speaking, giving out the information.
“Their graduation is in two days. You should use that opportunity and check out for the girl yourself. Various parents would be allowed into the school, which means there will be no security check.”
That information encouraged Vlad to fuck the woman senselessly with his tongue until she couldn’t scream again given the hoarseness of her voice.
After satisfying the receptionist who gave him cream upon cream… Vlad walked away from the house, texting the mafia brothers the latest information.
“Good job, Vlad. Don’t disappoint.” It was Alexei who responded to the text, encouraging Vlad to plunder deep into all the information he could get during the graduation ceremony….
To be continued.