Ivan’s POV: HARRY’S REQUESTS.
As we got into the VIP lounge, there on one of the couch was Harry with his tongue down a stripper’s through while the other one had his cock in her throat. And of course, they looked quite young.
Not wanting to witness more of this, I cleared my throat loudly. The girls scrambled to their feet as they realized they had company.
But Harry seemed unbothered, if anything, he looked pissed.
The little fucker.
“Girls, leave us alone,” Harry said a moment later. He arranged his clothing as the girls left. “Oh, please, sit down,” he gestured to the couch on the other end. “Wouldn’t want to keep a respectable man like yourself standing.”
Ignoring his snarky tone, Sid and I both sit while the burly man-who I assume is one of Harry’s bodyguards-remains standing at the entrance.
Other than that, nothing happened. The bastard kept drinking and admiring his whiskey like it was the most fascinating thing he ever saw.
It took everything in me to not break his fucking nose with my fist. “We don’t have all day, Harry. Get on with it,” I said calmly.
He smiled so brightly, that he could have fooled anyone into thinking we were here for a social gathering as friends. “Calm down, Kozlov. I needed to take some refreshments before dealing with a man like you.”
Sid snorts at his statement.
Harry set his glass down, “Well, let’s get right down to business,” he said with a straight face but the amusement in his eyes was prominent.
“What do you want, Harry?” I asked.
His lips twitched, “What do I want now, or what I wanted before you ruined it for me.”
I swear to God this useless fucker. What the fuck does that even mean?
He must have seen the confusion on my face.
“Ah, don’t worry, I’m a simple man. I will spell it out for you, my friend. You see, I was going to marry Tom’s daughter and he’d have given me some shares in the company. After marriage, I planned to manipulate them into giving me more percentages so I could use the companies for money laundering.”
He paused dramatically and flashed me a warm smile. “You get what I mean, don’t you? I mean, I had this beautiful plan laid out for me but then you came into the picture. I didn’t think anything was going to jeopardise my plans. I mean, I’d gained the bitch’s trust alr-”
“Don’t you dare!” I barked, cutting him off mid-sentence.
“What do you mean?” He asked innocently.
But the smirk on his face gave away the fact that he knew exactly what I was talking about. But I gave in anyway. “Don’t you dare call her a bitch, she has a name. Not that you deserve to talk about her, but if you must, don’t disrespect her, I won’t hold myself from having your head if you continue,” I snarled.
The bastard had the audacity to pout like a petulant child. “Aww, Kozlov, don’t be like that. I thought we were on the same page. I mean, you took over her inheritance, I thought we had a common goal, you did kill her old man after all.”
“You don’t want to test me, Harry. Get down to what you want, we don’t have all day.”
He raised his hands in mock surrender, “Okay, okay, geez you’re no fun. As I was saying, you ruined my plans and took over the company. And I thought to myself, ‘How did this man do this? Tom Smith wanted my family’s name, he wouldn’t just change plans’ So I decided to investigate you. And I must say, you cover your tracks well, you’re a difficult man to track. Hey, I would have been a fan of yours if you hadn’t gotten in my way.”
He leaned back in his seat as he stared at me. “I mean you’re badass, you kidnapped her too, and even after all that, she let you fuck her while she played me for a fool. I mean, I was the one she was engaged to and I’d never touched her. It was unfair, don’t you think?”
I clench my fists even tighter, trying to reign in my anger. You can’t kill, you can’t! I scolded myself.
“But who knew there would be an opportunity to get more than just a high percentage of Tom’s shares if I’d mess with his daughter? I didn’t even realise how attached you were to her until that night-”
“Oh for fuck’s sake get to the point,” Sid groaned loudly.
I get it, the guy is one hell of a talkative. Or maybe he just wanted to gloat about how he’d outsmarted me.
I let out a sigh. “Let him have his moment Sidorov, it’s obvious he has a lot to get out of his chest.”
Sid pinched the bridge of his nose but didn’t say anything else.
Harry frowned and stood up and paced for a bit and then finally came to a stop with his back to us. “I want half of your profits from all of your businesses and I want the original percentage of shares Tom Smith had promised, so I could proceed with my money laundering plans-”
“What the fuck-”
“I’m not done yet,” Harry barked, interrupting Sid as he turned back to face us. For the first time, the man showed anything but fake politeness and sweetness.
I clenched my hands into a fist. While I waited for him to go on with his outrageous demands.
“I also want to be a partner in your drug business,” he said firmly.
Anything to get Sophia out of this mess, “Done,” I said, shocking Sid, and surprisingly, Harry too.
“Ivan-”
I held up my hand. “Sidorov, I’ve decided. If that is what he wants, we will give it to him.”
“Oh fuck, you’re serious,” says Harry. But before I could reply, he burst into laughter. Laughing hysterically until his eyes watered. “Her cunt must be that good-”
Anger bubbled inside me, I don’t think, I just moved. One minute I was sitting and the next I was in front of Harry, my hand squeezing around his neck. From my peripheral, I could see Sidorov blocking Harry’s bodyguard from getting close to me.
“Didn’t I warn you, you little prick,” I growled in his face. His eyes widened as his face grew pale. “I told you, the next time you speak about my solnyshko without respect, I’ll end your miserable, sad life! You are no match for me, you don’t want to tempt me,” I bite out, visibly shaking with anger as I put more pressure on his neck.
“F-fiinee… I-I’ve heard…you,” He managed to say. “Let me… go!”
I consider it for a moment, “You better not say anything stupid, lord knows I won’t spare you.” Then I released him. He coughed as he struggled to breathe, before composing himself.
“Your solnyshko?” He laughed. “Anyway, we both know you can’t kill me, you need me, and killing me will have my family after you until you’re ruined and we don’t want that.”
Does he think his family can ruin me? Big fucking joke. But I will let him live in his delusional bubble.
“But,” he continues. “I’ll have my lawyer send the documents over to you, tomorrow. It won’t be easy to publicly clear her image but I’m sure my PR team can come up with something… convincing.”
“No, Harry. We will work with my team and you will say exactly what they ask you to say, is that clear?” I demanded.
He snorts. “You can’t order me around.”
I flash him a devilish smirk. “I can, Harry. You will do as I say. I’m not the only one with secrets. I can ruin you also.”
For a second, he looked nervous but quickly masked it.
“Alright,” he said. “I will work with your team, but after everything has been signed and I’ve gotten what I want. Deal?” He smirks as he stretches out his hand for a handshake.
“Deal,” I said, ignoring his hand. I’d rather wipe that smirk off his stupid face.
He thinks he can mess with me and go free.
The fucker has a death wish, and I will be so happy to grant his wish. But I can’t, at least not yet…