EJAY'S POV

"Yes, Rjay?"

"Boss. She is hailing a cab here at the airport." I push the woman on my lap away and stand up.

"Fuck that lying bitch!" I curse, my free hand clenching into a fist.

"What should we do, boss? Should we bring her to you? It won't be difficult."

"Don't you dare do something as stupid as that, Rjay, if you don't want me to feed your corpse to the street dogs. Follow her, and make sure she doesn't get out of your sight. Make sure she doesn't see you. Report her destination to me ASAP." I order.

"Yes, boss."

People ask me what I feel for this woman. Why do I protect her so much? Why do I behave so differently with her? Why does she seem so special to me? I lack words to explain. And because Ejay doesn't need to explain himself to anyone, I always get my way with it. She is just like a lullaby to the demons lying in me. Her kiss, her touch, her look, her guts—everything about her amazes me.

It only took me a few seconds to look at her the first time we met, and my heart skipped. Then, all I wanted was to make her mine. I did what I had to do. I was on a mission. Her family had to pay. But she had to stay alive for me.

I punch the wall of my bedroom really hard. The balls of that bitch!

Oh, did I also say that she has brains in her empty head?

What kind of games are you trying to play with me, Gia Wilsons? How dare you take me for a fool! To think that I...

"Come on, babe. Let me take that stress off of you. Another round will help you." The bitch says, walking to me.

This one must be so desperate and thirsty for sex. I pushed her away from me just a minute ago. Can't she understand that I don't need her again? I would want to vent my frustrations on her, bend her, and fuck her like the whore that she is. But, fuck that, Gia, I don't think this tool of mine can be erect again. Unless she, only she, is in front of me, I take out some notes from my wallet and slam them on this bitch's face without caring to count how much it is.

"In two minutes, you should be out of my compound." I pull my trousers up and walk to my small bar inside my house, taking a bottle of whiskey.

Gia!

My sweet Gia! I didn't preserve you all this time just so you could walk out of me untouched. Hell, what am I even saying? Your place is by my side as long as you live, Gia. I didn't keep you alive for nothing. So, if you think it is that easy to get away from Ejay or Matthew De’Mario, you better think and think again. I was right to send my two guards to spy on you in Mombasa. You fooled me, and you still are.

Bitter sigh.

I am actually laughing at myself for that little game you played on me there. Your guts are top-notch, baby. But you know what? That's what infatuated me about you. You are daring. You got nerves, no, balls, hard balls. You are fierce. That's what drives me insane about you. All these are because of that filthy bastard you met over there. You like him more than me? Does his kiss taste better than mine? Does his touch feel so sweet that you forgot our agreement? Do you like him so much that you are willing to risk everything for him?

I really hope you were not stupid enough to sleep with him, Gia. I don't want to imagine you moaning about another man's name. You are all mine, Gia Wilson. ONLY MINE. Mine to toy with. Mine to touch. Mine to fuck. Mine is to do every freaking thing I damn please. I own you. You belong to me. I did everything you asked me to do. I gave you protection at the club. I kept you away from any man. I got you out of the club. I allowed you to continue singing. I did so much for you. I went the extra mile and showed you my kindness, you bitch. Heck! I killed so many souls for you, just to prove how much you meant to me. I could have had my way with you a long time ago. But I chose to wait until you were ready for me, so that, like you told Mayleen that morning, ours would not have been just sex but a slow, sweet romance. I waited for that day when you would willingly surrender yourself to me, just because I didn't want to hurt you.

And what do I get in return, huh? You betray me like this. Ejay and betrayal cannot be in the same line, bitchy baby, in case you forgot. You better be ready for the next time we meet, because I will not show you any mercy, nor will I care about your pain. It is actually pain that I want to inflict on you. I want to cause so much pain until it is clear in your mind that nobody messes with Ejay. I gulp down the last sip of whiskey in the bottle, and my phone vibrates, indicating a call from Rjay. I ran for it and swiped up the receiver button.

"Rjay?"

"Boss. She just checked into a hotel in the wetlands."

"What's the name of the hotel?"

"The Azzua Hotel, boss."

"What? Azzua?"

"Yes, boss."

Fuck this bitch! Fuck the Azzuas! Fuck every damn thing! I take in a deep breath. "Stay right there and take note of her every move. If you spot that filthy son of Azzua, let me know right away. Follow her everywhere she goes and report to me. Find out whoever she meets up with; do I make myself clear?"

"Very clear, boss."

I smash the empty bottle on the floor. I'm freaking shaking. Damn that jerk! Why is fate making our paths cross again, Deep Moore Azzua? Your name alone makes my blood turn black. You make my blood boil, you jerk. I don't know if you are doing this for a purpose, but I assure you of one thing. You cannot win over me, Mr. Moore! You can not bring me down. If you don't want the Azzua family to be left without an heir, you better back off already. Leave my woman alone and stay out of my way.

I don't care about your empty threat back then anymore. I will crush you before you can even lift your finger at me. And you, Gia, my beautiful Gia, I can't risk you being away from me. I am coming for you in a way you will not imagine. You will not ruin me. You will not be my downfall. If I felt something for you before, I don't know what to call it, and I don't give a fucking fuck what it was. I just want you back so bad. I will have you back in my arms again, and that too, very soon, and when I do, I will take pleasure in crushing all those little hopes you think you have now.

I will screw up your little brain once again, and, oh, you don't know how much pleasure it will be for me to see you begging for mercy on your feet, and I will shut you up with this huge tool of mine until you will be scared to open your dirty mouth again. I will fuck up your mind so bad until you can remember no other name or word but my name.

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