"You're playing with fire, Kaya." His grip on my arm tightens to the point where I know it's going to leave bruises.
"And I know how to let it out." I glare at him.
Mason Blackthorne, a cold and ruthless heir of the Blackthorne empire and maybe th...
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Me: meet me at my place, 10 p.m sharp or things won't be pretty.
We've got something really important to discuss, flower.
Shit like this, makes me absolutely lose my fucking mind. And when I lose my mind, I don't do pretty things. You see, I wasn't much of a stalker myself until the age of nineteen. I've never poked my nose in anyone's business but something inside me makes me want to follow certain annoying minx everywhere.
She knows that I follow or stalk her but she pretends like she never noticed anything. She loves the idea of her being stalked. Such a naughty girl.
After the welcome party that night, she got extremely drunk and was shamelessly all over some guy named Kai. I didn't really give a fuck in the beginning but when she was almost creating a scene in front of half of the underworld, I just took her out of the party and dropped her home. She drunk argued with me on the way saying that I'm a dickhead, bla fucking bla, and I kicked her out. But when I saw her angry pouty face, I couldn't resist but touching her once. Then, fuck, the way she was looking at me that night, made my cock twitch in my pants.
After she came twice all over my fingers, I knew she was going to consume me and she will make me lose my control all over again. I tried ignoring her, but once I got to know that she was alone at home, I couldn't resist the urge to touch her again. It was never enough. I was not satisfied. She's like a drug which needs to be taken everyday. So bloody intoxicating.
When Dalton sent me the pictures of her, leaving Mikhail's headquarters, I knew she was up for something. I lost my shit when her GPS location showed Kayden's penthouse at five in the fucking morning when I was working with Matt. Leo was supposed to work with him but I don't know where that asshole disappeared.
I was discussing with Matt about the Triads, the Chinese mafia. Silverstones and the Triads never really got along. But when Matt decided to make peace between them, shit got out of hand and that's where he needed Leo but wanker disappeared.
There are a lot of people who don't understand the difference between the underworld and the mafia. The underworld and the mafia, they're two sides of the same coin. Both are about power, control, and the willingness to do whatever it takes to get what you want. But the underworld is more... unsavory. The underworld is made up of the dregs of society - criminals, assassins, traffickers. They operate in the shadows, outside the law. The mafia, on the other hand, is more refined. I've worked with the mafia before but I'm not beholden to them. I answer to no one but myself. Yes father sent me to work for Alexei but sorry not sorry, I hate working for people. I create my own rules and expect people to follow them.
