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It was as if she’d been inviting me, telling me to come and get her.
That was another thing that pissed me off. What the fuck was I supposed to do to her once I got her? Undoubtedly, I couldn’t just lock her up. I wished to lock her up more than anything. To prove to her that no matter how hard she tried, she could never pull out of the influence I had on her brain.
And given that her father was tailing her, it was the best option to keep her hidden from the world. Yet, somehow, I was well aware that she would rather die with a smile on her face by the hands of her filthy father than allow herself to be locked up like an animal ever again.
That was the reason for all the taunting. She was intelligent and observant. Given how much time she’d spent stalking me, she knew that no matter how much I wanted to see her locked up, she wouldn’t allow me to. It would’ve made the game too easy.
From the day Ekaterina saw me for the first time, she was mine, and she knew it.
And she fucking hated the obsession. She hated that it wasn’t a switch she could simply flip. This kind of obsession was going to remain until her dying breath. Because she hated it so much, I was feeding off of it. It was the only thing that kept me sane while she wasn’t by my side.
Whenever someone angered her enough to kill them right out in the open, she left me a die. The same dice I’d been leaving for her. Thus far, she’d only left two, which meant she had two left.
Ekaterina’s mind was complicated, yet I knew that the moment the last die was laid, she wanted me to come to her, and it would be the last showdown between us. Whether it was killing her or locking her up, she was going to be by my side. Even if it meant dying with her.
The two dice were in my hand. It made my body shake with anger. She was pushing way too many buttons, and it was only a matter of time before I snapped completely. The medication was the only thing keeping me composed, and even that would not work forever.
Of course they were fucking incapable of doing anything by themselves.
I was on my way to the airport to finally see Ekaterina, even if from a distance — not something I wasn’t used to. Halfway through the ride, Dominik called. He needed to deal with some missing shipments that were likely messed up by their father, and someone needed to make sure Aleksei didn’t murder the captive before getting some answers out of him.
The location he sent me was far out in the woods. It was a cabin, but it was heavily protected. At least seven men were out in the open and around fifteen were hidden, just in case. Even from outside, I could smell the stench of blood. Lord knew how many people had died there only in the past two weeks, let alone before.
One of the men that was guarding the entrance opened the door for me. Fuck what I said earlier, the stench couldn’t be compared with outside. It smelled like blood, rotten flesh, and spoiled food.
And as soon as I glanced inside, I realized that it was definitely one of the worst torture rooms I’d seen. People were gutted inside, and no one cleaned up. Years worth of rotted human intestines. It was terrible.
Though the sight was a good motivation for the captured person to talk.
Aleksei ignored me. His back was turned to me, his white shirt half-bloody. His hair was a mess, and his posture was rigid. He towered over the captured man, and he reeked of dominance.
I stepped to the side and decided against leaning on the wall or taking a seat on one of the chairs that were in the corner. In Aleksei’s hand was a knife. He cleaned the blood on his shirt, getting the blade ready for another strike.
The man was tied to a chair, almost unconscious. It was the same man that was at my place last night.
But I was pretty sure I didn’t send him over in such a bad state.
“This is the last fucking time I’m asking. The next time, I’ll bring your wife and child and kill them unless you fucking speak.” Venom laced his words, and, in his manic state, I had no doubt he would do as he said.
“I told you,” the man barely rasped out. “We were only sent to find out her current location. We weren’t going to harm her.”
“Fine, then.” Aleksei clenched his jaw, tightly holding the knife in his hand. If he gripped it any tighter, the wooden handle would snap in his palm. “Where is Bogdan?”
Now the man’s lips were sealed shut. He no longer cared if Aleksei killed his family because what Bogdan would’ve done had he revealed his location was definitely far worse.
With a nod of his head, Aleksei turned around and walked out.
I followed him silently. Once we were far enough from any curious ears, Aleksei turned to me. “The next time they come, leave two of them alive. They won’t continue pursuing her, and they’ll go back to Bogdan with their tails tucked between their legs.”
He pulled out a pack of cigarettes, took one out, lit it, and extended the pack for me to take one. Without hesitating, I took one and mimicked his actions. A cloud of smoke was in our faces, yet neither of us gave a damn. The relief that nicotine provided was enough for Aleksei to calm down, even if it was only a little bit.
“Fine. But send one of your men to come with me.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Which one do you want?”
“Ilya.”
I didn’t like or trust that motherfucker, not one bit. However, he was the only one capable of truly doing something on impulse, and he had guts. Ilya was silent and able to hide his presence well. That was the kind of a man I needed for this, especially since he never asked any questions.
