Angelo;
I clenched my fists, as I ran a hand over my hair. I didn’t wanna believe what I had discovered at this point, but I was hanging on a tiny shred of thread.
Ever since the episode with my brother, Klaus, I had made sure I tightened the security in the mansion and added more details as possible around me.
I couldn’t have any fucking loopholes this time around.
I had been on a fucking edge and nothing at this point was safe. No one is to be trusted.
What I wasn’t expecting was the anonymous Intel I had gotten on my cellphone, a few minutes ago.
And as I made my way out of my office, and to my room where she was, I wasn’t surprised when I saw Xavier confronting her.
The moment I saw the documents on the damn floor, my suspicions were confirmed.
Well, screw me for thinking for a moment that she could maybe be trusted.
“You are coming with me,” I placed my gun at the waistband of my jeans, and I grabbed her by the arms, pulling her out of the room.
If she wasn’t gonna speak, I might as well make her.
It took everything in me to hold back from snapping her head off or pulling the damn trigger to her head.
I wasn’t expecting that. At least not from her. But I guessed, I didn’t truly know her. Like father, like daughter, I see.
Her feet dragged along the marble floors of the halls, “Can you just let me go? You are hurting me.”
But I didn’t give a damn at the moment, ” You should be lucky you are still alive, sweet cheeks. I hate snitches, darling,” I spoke, as I kept pulling her down the halls, “You of all people should know how well I deal with traitors, yet you went behind my back.”
“Is that what you think?” Her voice was hard now as she asked, “For heaven’s sake, I was almost killed. I was almost shot, and the next minute after saving my life, you threatened to kill me!?”
I paused mid-step and turned sharply to stare at her. Gritting my teeth in frustration, I let my eyes roam over her body, observing how my shirt which she had on, hardly went down her thighs.
She wrung her hands, pulling them away, but I didn’t relent, “Let me make something very clear to you, Elena,” I pulled her closer, so our bodies were almost touching, “If you had thought even for a slight second that you could feel entitled simply because I brought you into my lair, or because I had somehow saved your life the other day, then you should probably rethink.”
I brought my other hand forward, grazing her cheeks softly. Her eyes hardened, and she moved her face away, but I simply trialed my hands down her neck and to her boobs.
“You are my property, now, Elena,” I leaned in, whispering the words in her ears, “My prized possession,” she sucked in a breath, as I forcefully grabbed her boobs in my arms.
Cussing silently, as I realized she wasn’t on any bra, I let my gaze meet hers, and the scowl on her face only made me chuckle, “And the only reason why I saved your ass was because I couldn’t afford to lose the only person capable of making me feel the way you do,”
I didn’t give a damn that we were standing in the halls, and most of my men were most probably watching.
I released her breasts and let my hands trail down between her legs, and she gasped, “You are such an irritating man whore,”
I huffed, raising a brow, “Says the girl who was screaming my name just last night.”
Her cheeks reddened at that, and her eyes faltered, “I wasn’t screaming!”
“And get your hands off me!”
“Of course. We have enough time for me to do to you as I so please. But for now, you have a lot to answer for.”
I withdrew my hands off her body and proceeded to pull her with me down the halls.
I spotted Xavier down the stairs and nodded at him.
He walked further to the right, and towards the basement, to the tunnel that led to my underground dungeon.
I could hear her breathing hard, her little hands holding on to mime, trying to pull them away, forgetting she was no match.
We got to the dungeon in no time, the door was held open by Xavier as I walked in.
I pulled her in as well, letting go of her hands, as she almost stumbled on her feet.
But the next moment, she was screaming so loud, turning her back quickly as she tried to get out of the room.
I grabbed her arms, pulling her back as I made her kneel on the floor beside him.
Glancing at my men who stood at the corners of the room, o stretched forth my hands, and a kerchief was passed on to me, which I tied over my nose.
“Why did you bring me here?” Elena asked, but my attention wasn’t on her at that moment.
I let my gaze rest on the man who was tied up on the chair, with blood battered all over his body.
The sight was gory indeed, as there wasn’t a part of his body that wasn’t bruised.
But of course, still mild, compared to what I’d have done.
He was almost naked, with just a little short to cover his nakedness. My men sure knew how to torture them, but this was being far too lenient on any traitor who dared to cross me.
“We saw him strolling through the yard, Boss. He was disguised as one of us.” One of my men explained.
I chuckled, watching the slow rise and fall of his chest, “Disguise, huh?”
Of course, no one could infiltrate into my mansion unless an insider was helping him. And I was definitely getting my answer at this moment.
“Get up, Elena,” my voice echoed in the stuffy room, without so much of a glance at her.
She hesitated for a bit, and then she was scrambling up her feet in no time, eager to get away from the sight.
I stretched my arms forward, pulling her up and beside me.
My hands went to the waist band if my jeans and I pulled out my gun, and moved closer to him.
Using the barrel of the pistol to raise his jaws, so I could have a look at his fucking face.
His hair was covering his face, and I caught sight of his hooded eyes staring at me under his lashes.
The moment our eyes locked, he froze, his expression hardening, and his body moved forward like he was trying to get off his binds.
“So you are the fucker that dared to infiltrate my lair?” I hit him hard in the jaw, and his face flew sideways, as blood splattered out of his mouth.
He breathed hard, and slowly turned, thus time his hooded gaze rested on Elena, who stood rather frozen at the spot.
I could feel her trembling in my arms, as he spat, “Bitch!”
“You will pay for this. All of you!”
For someone who was badly bruised, he sure as hell still had a lot of energy to speak this way.
Without thinking, I pointed the gun to his feet, and pulled the trigger.
One wouldn’t be able to tell who had just been shot, as Elena screamed so loudly, while the fucker released a painful sob.
She was trembling right now, her feet moving backward, but I held her back, “You are gonna answer every damn question I ask of you, fucker, or your toes wouldn’t be the only thing missing from your body.”
“I will fucking kill youuuu!!!!” He lashed out, tugging at the chains that bind his legs and hands.
When i caught sight of the tattoo on his lower arm, my brows furrowed and a smirk curled on my lips.
“Let’s begin, love,” I said, glancing at Elena who looked like she had seen a ghost.