LOGINDex stepped out of the car, the cool night air hitting his face as he stared at the old, rundown building in front of him. It looked weary and forgotten, most of the windows were cracked, and faded paint was peeling off the walls, everything about the place felt wrong and shady. Like it was a trap. He narrowed his eyes, suspicion crawling up his spine. This was the location where Elian was supposedly being held. Or so. It just didn’t sit right with him. It felt too easy and too obvious. “Should we go in, boss?” Mark asked, standing right beside him. The rest of his men were lined up at the back, all in position, guns ready and prepared for action. Dex shook his head slowly. “No. We’ll go in, just me and you. I’m not putting any of my men at risk all because of a stupid game my husband is playing.” Yes, he had the strongest suspicion that Elian was behind this. Only Elian could pull off this kind of crazy shit. The thought made Dex’s chest tighten with a mix of anger a
“Fuck.” Julian said, less than a whisper under his breath. He was still tied to the wooden chair, his body aching in ways he hadn’t felt in years. One side of his face was heavily bruised, it was already forming a dark purple that spreaded across his cheekbone and jaw. Even worse, a thin trail of blood trickled slowly from the corner of his split lip, dripping onto his expensive shirt. His wrists burned where the ropes cut into his skin, and his shoulders screamed from being forced into the same position for so long. He stared across the small, dimly lit room at Elian, who sat casually in a chair opposite him, legs crossed, munching on popcorn like they were watching a movie together. Julian breathed heavily through his nose, eyes narrowed at the lunatic disguised as a human. The way Elian sat there, so relaxed, so entertained by the whole situation, made Julian’s stomach turn. Elian popped another piece of popcorn into his mouth, chewing slowly as he glanced at his phone. He check
Dex drummed his fingers slowly on the polished surface of the conference table, barely paying attention to the presentation Elena was giving. She stood by the board across from him, with perfect posture, her tablet in hand as she read through a list of upcoming deals and logistics in a flat, monotone voice. Her tone was professional and almost robotic, as always, but Dex could feel the distance between them like a wall. They hadn’t been back to their old ways since the incident. She was still acting strangely distant, quieter than usual, avoiding eye contact, speaking only when necessary. He hadn’t confronted her about setting up the meeting with Julian yet. He was saving that for the right moment, letting the tension simmer. He knew she was waiting for him to bring it up, which kept her on edge. And honestly, that small bit of control felt good amid the chaos. But none of that really bothered him right now. What truly gnawed at him was Elian. True, Elian had come back to the pen
Julian tried to keep his face neutral, even as the ropes dug into his wrists and the single bulb above his head made his eyes sting. He wasn’t going to give Elian the satisfaction of seeing fear. At least not yet, cause he wasn't going to lie, he didn't know what Elian had in store for him and he didn't know how long he was going to last. He shrugged as best as he could in his tied-up position. “I don’t know,” he said, voice steady. “How about you tell me what you’re going to do with me?”The words barely left his mouth before Elian’s fist slammed into the side of his face.Julian’s head snapped to the side with a sharp crack. Pain exploded across his cheekbone and he groaned, tasting blood in his mouth as he tried to catch his breath. Before he could recover, Elian grabbed his jaw forcefully, yanking his face back around so they were eye to eye.“You’re such a pathetic piece of garbage, you know that?” Elian sneered. His fingers dug into Julian’s jaw hard enough to bruise.Julian me
“Boss, he hasn’t come out yet. There's still no sight of him.”The voice crackled through the small earpiece Julian had in his right ear. He sat in the driver’s seat of his black SUV, parked in a shady corner across the street from the nondescript building. The evening sun was starting to dip lower, casting long shadows over the quiet street. But all that didn't move Julian the slightest bit, he had been sitting here for hours, fingers tapping impatiently on the steering wheel.He pressed the button on the small device and spoke into it with a low voice. “What about the front and back exits? Are they covered?”“Yes, sir,” the man on the other end replied quickly. “We have eyes on both. Two men on the front, three on the back. But there's still movement, so we believe he’s still inside.”Julian leaned back in his seat, clenching his jaw tightly. His eyes narrowed as he stared at the building through the tinted windows. Four hours. It had been almost four hours since Elian walked in t
Unbeknownst to Dex, who's ex and PA were busy doing something crazy and utterly stupid behind his back, he paced back and forth across the living room of the penthouse, the city lights glittering through the floor-to-ceiling windows behind him. His mind was raging, full of thoughts that refused to go, most especially Elian. Ever since he had thrown the word “divorce” at him like a grenade, Dex had not been himself. All day the word has been repeating in his head like a mantra. Divorce, divorce, divorce, divorce, divorce… Divorce??Why the fuck would Elian even think of that in the first place? He couldn’t let Elian leave. Not when everything he had been planning depended on Elian staying tied to him. He believed Elian didn't know the dangers of him deciding to separate, maybe that was why he was looking for the contract…But then Elian had said he didn’t want the divorce anymore… because Julian was back in the picture. The thought made Dex’s blood boil with a sick mix of jealousy and
Elian's fingers drummed on the table repeatedly as Marie, his personal assistant, ran through the details of the ongoing shipment of weapons which seemed to be at stake at the moment. But Elian didn't hear anything Marie was saying, all her words were flying over his head as he kept staring at the
Dex slammed Elian against the glass wall of the bathroom, getting out a low groan from him. In a swift move, he turned on the shower and the water came down on them like a storm. The water was a deafening roar against the glass wall that did nothing to cool the fever burning between them. Elian’
“I expected you to be occupied with each other.” Jacob said coldly, looking at their disheveled state. “But I did not expect you to be so occupied that you would allow three million dollars worth of high grade weaponry to be stolen at the warehouse, by a street gang.”Elian's breath hitched as he r
Elian breathed hard, his senses going haywire as he jumped Dex and they both went down hard. Dex fell to the floor first and then Elian, right on top of him. Elian wrapped around Dex's neck and he squeezed with a sickening glint in his eyes. He wanted to see as life left his eyes, he wanted to be







