Kane's POV
These last five months have been hell.
I spent two of those months being tortured in a dark dirty cellar by my own father and his men. My future men. I spent another month working on my shooting and fighting skills, learning about the business my father has going on. The last two months I was sent on jobs I've never had done before.
Harder, more dangerous and heartless jobs.
My father also managed to manipulate my thoughts and emotions. Making it so I can admit that I did change.
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I noticed Azura from the moment she stepped foot into the club.
Her friend Paige pointed in my direction probably asking her if it was me and Azura just pretended like she didn't see me and continued to lose herself at the bar.
She had on a short and black skin tight dress that wrapped perfectly around her soft caramel skin. The dress showed off her curves perfectly. Amazingly. She made sure to sway her hips as she walked past people. Not that she cared what any of them thought of her. She just felt hot doing it, and she was. The rest of her appearance was simple. She left her hair natural. Curly. She wore black lipstick and did that smoky effect on her eyes, finishing the look with some highlighter on the tip of her nose and at the end of her eyes that go towards her nose.
After a while of drinking by herself, I watched her stumble over to the group of people dancing with a huge smile on her face as she felt all over her body.
"I'll be back later." I told one of the guys I was with.
Looking away for a second. I stood up and when I looked back towards Azura, I saw her grinding her ass on my brother. I doubt she knows who she's grinding on but just the fact that she is doing it made my blood boil.
Her back was leaning on his chest while her hand snaked up and around his neck to play with his hair still dancing against him. I watch my brother's hands roam her body landing on her waist.
Once she turned around she looked shocked but soon relaxed. She was studying his features. I see them talking and that's when I started making my way over to them. "I see you've met my brother Azura." She turned around and froze in place. I looked away from her and to my brother, "Francis you got a little too touchy with what belongs to me. Azura," She looked up at me but even though I wasn't looking at her I could see that she was taken aback by what I said. "Go to my car it's in the front." She shook her head, "No." and both me and Francis looked down at her.
"Excuse me?" I was now standing exactly in front of her. I could tell she was a bit intimidated by me now, but she didn't care. "I don't belong to you Kane," she was referring to what I told Francis. "You can't tell what to do, especially not after five months of you being AWOL."
This for some reason pissed me off.
Usually I wouldn't insist on it but her refusing to listen to me irritated and frustrated me.
She tried walking away from me but I quickly grabbed her by the back of her neck and turned her so that she was only inches away from my face. "Go to my fucking car Azura." I repeated and slightly put more pressure on my grip around her neck making her whine. "Kane you're hurting her!" I ignored my brother and stared at her waiting for a response back. "Fine!" I let her go but before she could leave I told her, "Go straight to my car and don't even try running because I know exactly where you live Azura."
She nodded but I knew she would go straight home after finding Paige.
I mentally laughed at the fact that she seriously thinks I don't know she moved to a new apartment.
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His Prisoner (DISCONTINUED)
Non-Fiction"Stay here, and behave like a good girl." He told you. You watch him walk away to go talk to a group of his friends. Were they his friends? You could never tell. You turn once more to make sure he isn't watching you, before making a run for it. Th...
