Chapter 34: Chapter 34

"Sometimes people want to destroy you, precisely because they recognize your power, not because they don't see it, but because they see it and they don't want it to exist."

-Bell Hooks-

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Elodie's P.O.V

"Hello Edgar, yes, it's me, I have your woman in my hand, so if you don't want anything bad to happen to her, you better come here, I'll be waiting."

I can hear a man talking just outside of the door, but his voice is pretty loud I can even hear it from the inside. That man sounds obnoxious enough from the way he talks, he must be the leader, damn, why do I always get involved with these kinds of people?

I have been here for no one knows how long, since I got conscious a while back, I realized that I have been kidnapped, by some kind of mafia, based on my latest memory I could recall, I saw two men approaching me and they got me unconscious.

Right now, I am being tied to a wooden chair inside what seems to be a basement of a house, the walls and the floors are painted in plain light gray. I could see a window in the room but the window is sealed with a few pieces of woods, tightly nailed.

The door finally creaks open, revealing three men, the two on the back are the men that captured me, I recognize their facial features very well, even behind those dumb sunglasses they have on, the one on the front has somewhat of white hair, and he looks the oldest out of the three, and he has a stern face on.

He approaches closer, looks at me and he moves his face closer to me, he has a big frown put on his face as I try to move my face further from him.

"What the hell, this is not the woman!"

He snaps and he throws a punch toward the two men behind him, it startled me and I gasp in surprise.

"I told you two, the woman I am looking for is a ginger, it means she has ginger hair! Does this woman look like a ginger to you!?"

"But boss, she was the only woman around the place."

"Well, does that make this woman her!? You stupid morons!" He lands more punch to those men and end up kicking them, before he pulls out a gun from his pocket and shoot those two until they no longer move.

"Dumb bastards!" He curses out loud, before he turns to look at me as he points a gun toward me.

"You, who the hell are you?" He says in low dangerous tone.

"E...Elodie." I say nervously. I don't usually feel nervous, but for real, there is a gun being pointed at me and this wicked man can just trigger it at any time, and I will be dead anytime soon.

"And what were you doing near the place at that time, do you have any connection with Edgar Romanov?"

"No, I don't, I don't know what you are talking about either, so please let me go." I plead,I can't believe I am about to die, I did a lot of messed up things in life, so is this my punishment ? Dying in a hand of a mafia?

"Are you sure?" Now he is pointing his gun right at the temple of my head, I feel myself wanting to cry out of fear.

"Yes, so now, please let me go." His eyes narrow at me and he pulls back his gun and place it on his gun case around his waist.

"Tell me, are you perhaps related to the red head woman?"

I remain silence, unable to say a word, I fear for the worst, because if I say yes he will use me as a bait, even though he may or may not succeed in doing so, but if I say no, he will definitely kill me, because I am perceived as useless, yet I have found out about him.

"Ah..." he seems to have hit some kind of realization, as he smirks.

"You are that girl's sister, I assume? Well... I guess you may have a use" he chuckles, but he sounds like a devil, laughing.

"Great, this may work too."

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Edgar's P.O.V

I can't take this anymore, tonight I am going to sleep in her room, no matter what, and perhaps, we can do something more than just sleeping, she did say she is a conventional woman, but I see no difference, for she will end up being mine anyway, i have known that she is different and I would despise myself for life if I throw her away like trash after doing her like how I did with countless women out there, I just hate waiting and I want her all to myself already.

That couldn't be selfish, right?

I have returned home from doing some deals with other group, mostly regarding how to keep ourselves free from the government, most of us work with each other, and watch each other's back, although we still have our guard up and prepared for any kind of betrayal, it's common if you live the messed up life like mine.

I get in the shower and starts giving myself some warm shower, and water runs from my head to the tip of my toe, I begin to relax my mind, and all I can think about right now is Phoebe.

Phoebe, Phoebe, Phoebe.

I want her, I want her so badly, I want to fully mark her as mine, to let her know that I will be her knight and she will be my lady, and I will never hurt her.

I promise myself I will be gentle, if it's her first time.

Goodness, even just the thought of it excites my beast, damn, I have to change the water setting to cold now.

After I am out from the shower, I get dressed in some black shorts and I don't feel like putting any t shirt on, so I just get out of my room, half naked, as I walk to her room.

I knock on her bedroom and after a few seconds, I can hear the door opens, she is wearing her night gown that I bought her, a soft light pink night gown with white lace on the chest area and on the bottom part.

I can see that she is not wearing any bra under the night gown, I don't know if I should consider myself lucky or she is actually trying to tempt me.

I will go with the first option, she is not the type to seduce someone that way, unless she... never mind.

"Edgar, what are you doing here?"

"I'm going to sleep in your room tonight and I won't take no for an answer." I say as I get inside her room and starts sitting on her bedroom.

"What? You can't do that,"

"Why not?"

"Because... this is my room."

"This is my house, remember?" Snap, I just act like a douche right now. I'm worried she is going to get mad, but instead, she sighs in defeat, which makes me feel relieved and happy at the same time.

"Fine, whatever" she gets on top of the bed and start wrapping herself within the blanket, I follow her into the bed but instead of thinking of sleeping, I have a much sneaky plan instead.

I slowly wrap my arms around her waist, and pulls her closer to me, but she doesn't seem to care, or at least I hope so. Ugh, just the feel of her soft skin makes me yearn for more.

I slowly moves my hand lower toward her thigh, as I slowly caress it, and this seems to wake her senses, since she is now turning her body to face me, and her eyes widen at me.

"Edgar, what do you think you are doing?" She asks me, her voice sounds a little bit stern, but it makes her look even more sexy, gosh, I sound like a horny teenager right now. Why do I feel so nervous?

"I want you, Phoebe, I want all of you."

"No way."

"Please? Please, let me have you." I beg. I swear, I have never done something like this my entire life, this is the first time I ever beg a woman to let me have my way with her.

"No Edgar, we aren't married yet."

"I know, but we will be soon, so what's the difference?"

"Edgar, no means no."

I groan in frustration, why is this woman so difficult? If she was someone else, I wouldn't care, but this is Phoebe.

"Fine, then at least let me kiss you."

"Haven't you kissed me enough?"

"No, I can never have enough of you." I say as I lean in closer and starts kissing her passionately, geez, she tastes so good, and she doesn't seem to mind, since she doesn't push me away.

I move my hand toward her face and her neck, trying to get her in the mood, but it's all ruined when I hear a phone call, and it's my phone.

Why is the timing always wrong?

I groan as I pull away from her and grab my phone, it's an unknown number, but I decide to pick it up anyway.

"Hello?"

"Hello Edgar, yes, it's me, I have your woman in my hand, so if you don't want anything bad to happen to her, you better come here, I'll be waiting."

It's Pietro.

My face darkens, but at the same time, I don’t understand what he means by my woman, because Phoebe is clearly right here, in my bed.

"Who is that?"

"It's Pietro."

"What does he say?"

"He says he has my woman with him, but I don't know what he is talking about, since you are here with me."

"Oh goodness, don't tell me."

"What?" Phoebe's expression turns into almost a horror face, she seems to be in so much disdain.

"Elodie!"