FEW MINUTES EARLIER
Eva stood beside Elena’s bed, with a sinister expression on her face. She pursed her lips as she stared at her, lying still on the bed.
The machines were off at this point due to the blackout, and she was damn sure she might not last long, depending on whatever she was being administered.
She smirked as she recalled the way she had meticulously planned for the meal. She had made her research on what Elena likes, and was damns her she was gonna eat it.
How foolish of her?
Eating a meal without question, and thoughtfulness. But then, she had planned it so well that even the smart might not have detected it.
Eva had risked her life in a way, just to be on this trip with Angelo. She hated the fact that he had her by his side and the thought irked her so much.
It wouldn’t if she hadn’t noticed the way Angelo looked at her, as well as observed the way he had been with her for the short time she’d watched them together.
Angelo was hers. Hers alone.
This girl before had proved to be a thorn in her life and her plans, so it was only right to get her out of her way.
Suddenly she straightened her back, about to carry on her task when a hand grabbed her shoulders from behind. A scream escaped her lips at the suddenness of it all. She snapped her head so quick to take a look at whoever did that, but a cold deep voice halted her.
“Not so fast, darling. I see what you do. But this one is mine!”
Her eyes widened in shock. But she couldn’t help but furrow her brows as she wondered who the hell he might be and how he had managed to step into the room without her noticing.
Well, the lights were out, except for the little reflection from one of the machines in there.
Was he there all along? She wondered with widened eyes. But then her fingers clenched, “Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you come in here unannounced?”
She made sure she made her voice sound confident and calm. She shouldn’t be scared. She was the daughter of Don Massimo, the head and leader of the Bianchi Syndicate, and if this person could make his way in here for… something she also wanted, she was damn sure he knows who she was.
“I just asked you a question….” Her mouth snapped shut, when she felt something cold pointed at her forehead.
A pistol.
“You will not make another noise, sweetheart. If you do not want me sending your head to your father, and your darling foster brother, who you are so in love with, in a paper bag. ”
Eva felt her blood run cold at the words. She swallowed harshly, anger surging through her, as she scoffed, “You do know who I am. I am pretty sure you also know that I am not someone who should be messed with. You are making a very huge mistake.”
She bit her lips, cursing inwardly as to why she hadn’t asked the guard from earlier to remain close by. She wasn’t even armor-protected.
“I would commend you for making my job here a bit easier, sweetcheeks…” He said, just as the door creaked open.
A surge of relief washed through her as she heard it. She knew there was no way her father’s men would sit back and not notice what was happening in the room. No way would they not come to her aid.
Flashlights beaned at her, almost blinding her, and she placed a hand on her forehead, squinting her eyes.
“Take her,”
Eva froze at the words.
What?
Take who?
She wondered as she tried to see who had stepped into the ward.
The footsteps got closer to her, the lights from the torch or whatever that was, not letting her see who the person was.
But before she knew it, she heard a thud. Followed by a sharp pain in her head. The room spinnned below her and in no time, she was drifting into nothingness.
The last thing she saw, was… darkness.
*******
STRIP CLUB, PERU
Klaus sat in the VIP section in the clubhouse, surrounded by his goons. He had a bottle of wine in his hands, sipping on it with a calm look on his face.
His eyes were like a deadly zone, fiery and laced with fury underneath. Giving off a chilling vibe to his men who lounged around.
A groan escaped his lips from deep in his chest, and he brought down a hand as he grabbed a hold of a blonde’s hair while she sucked him off.
As usual, he had three naked babes on him. The other two had their lips pressed together, and at different intervals, they paused to pleasure themselves.
Klaus’ eyes flashed, and he kept the glass he was holding on to, on a table and gestured to the brunette.
She crawled to him, running her tongue over her lower lips seductively.
Klaus grabbed her by the arm, positioning her so he could grab her lips, kissing her roughly.
His hand trailed down to caress her breasts, his thumb flicking the little bud.
The air was thick with smoke, drugs, and arousal. Klaus was shirtless, with just a pair of jeans on.
While Blondie sucked him off, and he was slowly starting to come, he pulled her away and grabbed a hold of the brunette, and placed her on him.
He slid his hard cock into her, running his hands over her body, until he completely let go of her. He rested his hands by the sides of the couch, and let her ride him to ecstasy.
Her full breasts bounced as she moved up and down, riding him fast and hard.
The other two were at his sides, one was caressing his chest, licking and sucking on his nipple.
While the other one has her legs spread wide apart, a finger in her pussy as she fingered herself while maintaining eye contact with him.
Klaus caught sight of his right-hand man from the corner of his eyes, who stood a distance from them.
He reached out his hands and began to rub on the brunette’s body, placing them on her hips, as he aided her to ride him faster.
Gesturing with a nod, his man stepped forward, his hands at his sides, as he relayed the important message to Angelo.
“It’s done.”
A smile stretched across Klaus’s face, as he thrust deeper and more sharply into the brunette.
“You have her?” Klaus asked.
His man nodded once, “I have them.”
His smile widened.
“Fucking Great. Bring them to me.”