"How the fuck did you let him escape?" Alejandro thundered banging into the room the man was kept.
The only guy they had from the Roberto's gang escape. Roberto's gang was their biggest rival; they went hidden but always came out when he had an operation and disrupted him. Took the credit and went back into their hidden place again. He caught one of them yesterday at the club and specially kept him in his manor and he still fucking escaped.
"One of the boys monitoring his door killed the other guards and escape with him."
He snapped at Maxwell, "Are you okay?" He thundered furiously. "Why can't you go after him immediately?" He yelled, his hands shook with fury and he marched to Maxwell.
He got to him and stared down at him, his very bright blue eyes flickered between ash and black now.
"Speak." He muttered between his gritted teeth.
"They escape before we notice__
"Fuck you." He cursed driving a pen knife into his arm before he completed his sentence.
Maxwell flinched and move away from him, even though he is Alejandro's second in command, he still does things like this to him.
"Fuck." Alejandro muttered pushing his hand through his hair.
His dark eyes move to Maxwell who was nursing his wound, if only he had stabbed him in his heart, he won't be there standing and hissing as he nursed it.
He hissed before he stormed out to his room.
*****
He threw his door opened and went to his office chair to sit down. This was one of his biggest loss in this year, ever since Roberto had been jeopardizing his operation. Every operation was a loss for him. He knew they had an insider in his house and he was able to catch that man yesterday because of the tattoo he recklessly showed at the club after he was drunk.
And he still freaking escape under his watch. He was surely killing that bastard that was a traitor among them when he found him and he must found him no matter what.
There came a knock on his door and he hissed before he accepted the intruder should enter.
"Boss," Maxwell called with respect as he approached him.
"Speak." He snapped before he raised his eyes to him.
His wound was now professionally treated and was covered in a long sleeve shirt he wore.
"I found out about yesterday girl." Alejandro's eyes flickered in full concentration as he readjusted on his chair.
"What about her?" He asked tapping on his crest silver ring which was on his pinky finger, the family heirloom.
Maxwell looked around for where he could sit, the news about the girl was quite surprising and long.
"Here." Alejandro pushed out a coffee stool which was beside him to him knowing he was finding where to sit.
"Thanks." He muttered quickly having his seat before gazing back at the blue-eyed man before him.
"Did she have a weakness?" He asked getting impatient, he crossed his leg into a figure four and tap his black shoe.
"Yes, plenty of it."
A smirk found its way to Alejandro's face. He knew it; he knew she would have a weakness despite being so bold, he only let her go away because of the text he received that his captive had escaped. There was no way he was letting her go scot-free after she denied him his wants.
"She has no father and a deranged mother__
"Derange mother?"
"Yes, she has a mental problem due to witnessing her husband and only son's death.".
"Okay" He muttered unbothered, death is inevitable and it shouldn't scare anymore knowing it is happening to you one day, why pity the dead when you could enjoy the life you have to spend?
"And the most vital information of it__
"Drive straight to the point, Maxwell."
"She is Dario's spared daughter."
Alejandro chuckled unbelievably. The prey walked into the trap herself.
"The missing daughter of ten years ago?"
"Yes."
"Did she know anything about ten years ago?"
"Nothing for now but Roberto is looking for her to explain everything to her."
"What the hell?"
"Yes boss, if Roverto eventually got her first, that would be dangerous so we have__
"Have her first." He completed balling his hand into a tight fist.
"Does she work at the club?"
"Yes, night shift specifically."
Alejandro nodded and smirked lightly, "Get the cars ready, I have to take my property."
*******
The club was buzzing as usual when Jasira stepped in through the front door, her eyes remotely went up to the VVIP section. A pair of sharp blue eyes shoot across to her from the building like the owner was waiting for her. She swallowed her gulp and felt her knees weaken every second the eyes stayed on her.
She breathe in closing her eyes and re-opening them to see the intruder still have his eyes on her, she should have listened to Barbie and stayed at home but she needed the money so badly.
She felt rooted to the ground and her legs refused to move, she exhaled and dragged her feet away from the entrance to the bar.
"Jasira!" Barbie yelled over the music as she sighted her coming over to her.
"I thought you get the text I sent to you."
"What are you doing here again after I warned you not to step your feet in here?"
Jasira swallowed her gulp and sighed, she doesn't have any excuses she could tell Barbie right now.
"Why did you text me that?"
"There." She pointed at the VVIP section
"What about them?"
"One of them asked about you and I said you are off for today."
"What did you do to them?"
"Nothing, nothing, nothing at all." She rushed her words breathing heavily.
"Come on, Jasira calm down and tell me everything."
"Okay." She breathes through her mouth.
"He asked me for one night stand and I refused and he let me go after that." She pants through her words.
She could still feel the eyes on her, that sharp blue dangerous eyes on her. Chills ran through her spine.
"What did you just do?"
"Did you know who you mess with?"
"Yes, I know! The devil!"
"Why did you refuse?"
Jasira said nothing as she run her hand through her ginger hair and wiped the sweat on her forehead.
She was in trouble, she could sense it. The trouble loomed around for her, waiting patiently for her. She was not even a virgin, why didn't she do what he asked of her? He was even offering to pay her handsomely.
One of Alejandro's men stood up and climbed down the small staircase that lead to the bar attendance.
Jasira knew who he was coming to. Her heart pounded loudly in her ribcage, every beating sounds like a death drum to her ears, all her body tell her to run, tell her to flee for her life but she was stiff. Her mind was working but definitely not her body, they stopped working and feel so heavy.
The man got to her, she squinted her eyes under the warm blue light so she can get his view, it was the same man who was with him that day.
"He sent for you."
"He sent for you?" "For what?" Maxwell growled irritatedly before his face went rigid again. "Follow me if you love yourself." His voice was icy as he stared at her with his murderous gaze. Jasira swallowed her gulp, regret flickered on her face. She should have been gentle with her words after knowing he was the devil. She shouldn't have been adamant, she should have crawled at his feet and accepted his offer, her gaze moved to his side once again, and relieve rush through her body when his gaze was not on her releasing a sharp breathe she followed the man whose name she didn't know. Every step she took towards Alejandro drained all her energy, and the little courage she had disappeared upon standing before him, her gaze was on the floor, Maxwell sat beside Alejandro again. "Jasira," Her breath hitched for seconds when her name left his mouth, it sound like terror that sent shivers through her body. Maybe this was her only chance to correct every m
Jasira waited patiently for his next words, each second he delayed in completing his words gave her goosebumps, making her heart thunder continuously in her ribcage. "Your body or your..." He trailed off again and Jasira knew he enjoyed seeing her being miserable, he enjoyed seeing her shivering under his gaze. "Your ailment mother." He let out leaving her neck and rose to his feet. He stared down at the stiff lady on the floor, blood had drained out of her face as she stared into the space. Jasira was in a state of shock. Her heart was beating wildly in her chest and she fought to breathe, to believe what she just heard from the man called the devil. It felt like a bluff to her but she knew he was never like that, he was not the man to bluff over his words, he was threatening her with the only weakness she have. She found herself standing up even when all she wanted to do was to sit there and became crippled so he would hate her. She staggered on her feet and almo
Jasira watched as Alejandro and Maxwell walked out of the club. His blue eyes were fixated on her and she bet he was smirking under that black mask. "He scares me," Barbie whispered beside Jasira as she shifted her gaze from the devil. "He gave me goosebumps and made me shiver," Jasira muttered back to her and let out a relieving sigh when they left. Barbie breathed out all the breath she didn't know she held in all while glancing at Jasira whose eyes were still fixed on the door. She grabbed her arm before she dragged her to the changing room seeing that the coast was clear, she turned to her. "What did he say to you?" Jasira exhaled and fisted her ginger hair in her palm, her heart shrinking thinking about the condition between both of them. "He wanted me to be his sex slave." She answered barely above a whisper, she avoided making eye contact with Barbie and played with the hem of her clothes. Shame eating deep into her gut. "Are you serious?" Barbie
The black Mercedes drove past the white fountain and drove further before it was packed in front of the white manor. Jasira's heart was pounding really hard as she got down from the car. This might be the second time she was here but she was more nervous than anything. Sweat tickled through her back when she saw the figure standing at the threshold, she halted on her steps and breathe heavily. The devil was waiting patiently for her with his hand tucked in the jean pant he wore. Making sure she avoided making eye contact with him, she checked his dress out, first time she was not seeing him in a three-piece suit and all formal wear. A simple black turtle neck and a jean, his feet were covered in simple slippers, even though the dress was meant to be casual and less fearful. He made the dress look so dangerous. The smirk that lingered on his face became more visible when she got close to him. She swallowed her lump, her heart was thudding loudly in her chest and s
A low scream escape from her when the light popped on. She blinked her eyes continuously to be sure she was not blinded by the sudden sharp light. Alejandro was in her room sitting languidly on her bed with his right leg over his left. It was intimidating, exuding greatness. His blue eyes shoot to her across the room, she traced his gaze and it landed on her boobs. A low gasp left her mouth, she wanted to cover her boobs but she couldn't because his gaze suddenly heated her, letting adrenaline rush through her. She swallowed her gulp when he refused to remove his gaze, her nipples are starting to hurt, they are straining against the thin cotton towel she had on. "What are you doing here?" The question had left her mouth before she realized how stupid she sound. This was his fucking house, how could she ask him that? She saw that there was a twitch on his eyebrow, a twitch he decide not to hide, he wanted her to see how ridiculous her question sound to him. Alejandro s
A sleepy groan slipped out Jasira's mouth as she pulled the comforter up her head, she made a mental note to close the window blind the next time. Oh! there won't be a next time. She sprangled up from the bed immediately at the thought, today was her second day here and it had felt like centuries already. She pushed the comforter away only to notice she was still in her towel, every part of her body heat up as the memory flooded her head. They took up space in her head showing her all the embarrassing she did yesterday. She begged! She freaking begged for his touch, for his sinful hand to dominate all of her body. This was dangerous, she was supposed to hate him, everything about him especially his hands. This freaking manor was dangerous, everything about the high white manor was destructive for her tiny self. She scurried down the bed and walked lazily towards the ensuite that was bigger than the one at her formal house, it was bigger and finer but it doesn't
"Going somewhere." The chill voice resounded through her head. She knew the voice too well but she still prayed it was not the one she knew as she slowly took a right turn and her jaw dropped and her eyes bulged out. She could easily mark out the face in the darkness, he was visible to her like in the broad day. "Huh?" He asked pulling away from the wall he lounged on, he knew it! He knew she would try to escape that was why he kept a mini camera and tracker on the hairband he wore for her in the morning His instinct was never wrong, one of the multiple skills he had that got him to where he was today. "Seems like you failed to plan very well." He smirked going towards her in heavy steps, he wasn't shocked when she started moving back at his every step toward her. "Or you can never plan well because I'm smarter than you." "And I own you!" He added darkly. Jasira was too stunned to speak, she only want to get out of his sight, and run away from his life.
It had been hours or even days she have been retained here. She had lost track of time, she didn't know how long she had been held here in capture without food and a little water. The skin on her wrist kept tearing their self from the tight cuffed. Her shoulders hurt from being twisted in the wrong direction for so long that she fear that her joint hasn't dislocated from each other. The pain was less compared to the fact that she hadn't seen her capturer but she would admit that she love it. She was not ready to meet him, she didn't want to face the devil yet. She can't stare at the darkness in his eyes and she can't withstand the horror atmosphere that filled anywhere he was. Her stomach rumbled due to hunger and a weak groan left her mouth before she threw her head back. Her eyes felt dizzy with stars blurring her sight, she could faint from the hunger that she was feeling now. She shifted uncomfortably on the chair which almost result in her falling to the ground b