To Love a Monster

Chapter 1

Song for the Chapter-One woman Army by Porcelain Black

Devine's POV

I walked down the street towards my matte black Lamborghini. My heels clicked on the street. Lights shined out of each window I passed. The gentle glow from the apartment complex bounced from my dark sunglasses. Who cared that the sun was setting and sunglasses made no sense. I tipped my head up and looked at the building in front of me. 

"Bennet Corp." I smiled as I slid my shades onto the top of my head. I opened the door and slipped inside. 

My business I had started designing at age 16 had blown into the biggest self made business in the world. Long story short, I bought all of the Oil, Iron and Steel refineries and mining stations for pennies on the dime and then the next day prices shot back up and I owned everything. Supply and demand, making me the youngest female Trillionaire at the age of 22. 

I picked up the file on my receptionist's desk and walked back outside of the building, unaware of the eyes that followed me. I locked the door and strode to my Lambo. 

I got in and turned the engine over. My pressed suit hugged my soft muscled body perfectly. 

My phone buzzed. 

"Yes?" I picked up. 

"Devine." 

"What?"

"A breech has been detected." My father, Robert, helped me in my rise so I had asked him to watch out for these kind of things.

"How much?" My voice clipped. 

"10." 

"Grand?" 

"Yep." He sighed. "I don't know why it keeps happening."

"Someone wants in." I tapped on my phone. "I am sending something to Claire to run a complete check on everyone I deal with."

"D, I don't think that's necessary." 

"But I do." I sent the message. 

"I will keep you informed."

"Thanks, dad. Love you."

"Love you too babe." He hung up and I refocused on the road.

More breeches had been happening lately. More than I care to admit. I had gotten pissed and yelled and then apologized but it had still happened. Curse all of these stupid news reporters, interviews and all the promo things I had to do. 

I pulled into my drive. A long driveway met my gaze and I roared into the garage. My home was over 90,000 square feet. 

'A monster' they had called it. I smiled and shut my car down. I glanced at the rest of my cars and then walked into the house. 

I walked to the dining hall. A delicious looking meal was spread before me. I pulled out the file and opened it as I looked over my team's new out look on on the Rothchild deal.

"No." I took a pen out and marked the page. "Not 5 million, I want over 5 billion out of this deal." I made a note on a separate page and then continued reading. 

"D, baby, I am home." My boyfriend of four years, Chris, walked in.

"Hey love." I looked up at his cute face. 

"How was work?" He pressed a gentle kiss to my lips. I motioned to the seat next to me. He sat and gathered my hand in his. He absentmindedly stroked it. 

"It was fun. I had three interviews, two conference calls and plain old conferences along with two deals on the line. You?" I sipped my wine. 

My 37 year old, actor boyfriend, Chris Evans wrinkled his nose. "I still don't understand how a woman at the age of 22 can do it all. It was good. We shot some more scenes today and I am ready to go to bed." 

I smiled and ran my hand through his hair. "Why don't we go to bed? It is close to 10." I checked my watch. 

"Can we?" He gave me his puppy eyes. 

"Of course." I kissed his forehead and stood.

"I am going to go get in bed."

"I'll be right up." I walked to the kitchen and placed my plate near the sink. The chef had gone home but the plate could wait till tomorrow morning. 

I walked tiredly upstairs and got dressed and took my makeup off. I crawled in next to my sleepy boyfriend. 

"I love you Chris." 

"Love you more baby." He put his arms around me and nuzzled into my neck.

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Devan's POV

"Boss?" A Russian accent broke through my thoughts. I quickly pulled my gun and whirled, placing it right in between the intruders eyes. 

"Boss. Its just me." Ian, my biggest man, held his hands up. His thick accent made him sound gravely and his bulging muscles made him look every bit the thug he was.

"Yes Ian?" I slowly lowered the revolver and tucked it back into my coat pocket. 

"We saw the girl again." 

"Oh?" I rose a brow. "So Devine was on the move again?"

"Yeah Boss. She went back to her building before walking over to her car and then driving home. Someone else drove up after about an hour." 

"Did you see the other person?"

"A man."

"Her boyfriend." I smirked and sat at my desk placing my feet on the desk. 

"I guess so. Hey Boss, what do you want with her?" 

"I made a promise I need to fulfill." I stared darkly into a picture frame that she had given me when I was 16. Her smiling blue eyes sparkled. 

"Boss don't you think stalking her for 6 years is mildly creepy?"

"No." I chuckled. "Leave." 

"Okay." He slowly back out the door and I looked down at my slacks and my button down. My classic black look was threatening and still classy. 

I walked to the window. I looked down at all of the buildings in LA. My summer home was hidden from view. My main place in Russia is what had given me my title. 

Devan Valentador, the most dangerous man in the world, the most feared Mafia Gang leader exist. The most sought after assassin in the world. You want someone dead,  I will deliver. 

I wanted my prize and I would get her.