All Chapters of Vows of Ruin: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Violet POV “ It's none of your business, who I know.” I said, turning my feet to the hallway “ Actually, it is my business.” Aleksei said calmly right behind me. “ Aleksei, can we not do this right now.” “ Marshall Marcelo has been attacking the Carmene routes for month, if you have some history I need to know, right now” he continued “Yes, I do, happy now?” I snapped “No, I need you to back off then, I don’t need you messing it up, I will handle it myself.” Aleksei said turning away “You know for someone who couldn’t deal with Marshall himself you have so much ego, I’m going to get it done and we are going to sign that contract.” I said “ And just so you know, I currently have a meeting with him, if you will excuse me.” I said, walking off finally “ You are not going to see Marshall Marcelo and that’s final!” Aleksei snapped “ Yes , I am” “Then I’m coming with you , when you are ready, come to car.” Aleksei called out. “ I don’t need your protection, Aleksei

~Violet pov~ “ You are my wife and…” Bang! The first shot cracked through the mansion before Aleksei could complete his words, followed immediately by another, and it sounded closer this time. Aleksei cursed under his breath, and stood in front of me, but my body already reacted and my hands already dived into my bag as my fingers wrapped around the cold metal, pointing straight at the direction of the sound while Aleksei reached behind his back and pulled out his weapon almost at same time. The door burst opened, one of the guards rushed, slightly breathless, his eyes popped out of his socket when he saw me the gun in my hand before he turned back to Aleksei. “ What the fuck just happened!” Aleksei yelled at him. The security guard broke into a cold sweat of horror before he could react “ Boss… Dmitri… Dmitri was shot at the gate” he said “By who? Bloody motherfuckers! Where is he right now?” Aleksei asked. “ Nobody saw the shooter yet, we …” “ Find out! Right n

~Aleksei POV~ “He wants my wife?” I asked James. “ Yes boss.” James replied, keeping his eyes down. A soft dark chuckle escaped my lips. “Interesting.” The bastard gets caught after shooting my brother, and suddenly he wants to speak to Violet Greco. My gaze drifted to the hospital hallway, landing on her, she was sitting on one of the wooden chairs, her attention was fixed on her phone. Whatever, she was reading, had her brows knitted together, she looked tensed. “Get the car.” I said quietly. James hesitated for a minute. “ Boss… the shooter specifically said…” “ I heard what you said” I snapped, my eyes never leaving her “ Take Mrs Carmene, back to the Mansion, now.” “ Right away, boss.”he said, James turned on his heel, barking orders on the guards nearby. I walked over to her, my shoe heavy against the floor, she must have heard my approach because she raised her head, her eyes flicked up to meet mine for a second before she turned to her phone. Disrespectful

Aleksei pov“ Any information?” I asked while walking from the car to the warehouse“ Except for his name, he hasn’t said anything else, Boss. He is really trained.” James said tightly trying to keep up pace with meI halted my step and slowly turned to james, fixing him with a cold and cruel stare , he instinctively stepped back.“ But never too tough to stand my torture.” I said.James nodded sharply “ Of course, boss”I smiled as I entered the warehouse, the iron door groaning shut behind me, Liam walked towards me .“Boss”he greeted , stepping aside so I can see our guest.The dimly lit room was thick with the stench of blood , sweet amd terror. The shooter was hanged to a pole naked, his hands and legs were bound with rusty chains. He was bleeding, his body a colorful canvas of purple and blue.“ you should have saved yourself by telling my men what they wanted” I hummed while rolling my white sleeves up to my elbow as I analyse the broken man in front of me.I stepped closer t

Aleksei POVThe tires of the car screeched as I drove out of the warehouse, my hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly , my stitched knuckles threatens to burst open again, I was furious ,completely mad and I needed to put a bullet in someone heads and the worst part was that raging emotions in my chest had nothing to do with the dead shooter.It was because of violet, she has an unmatched talent for bringing out the worst in me, my mind reluctantly snapped back to her lips and the lingering taste of strawberry on my tongue. Fuck! fuck! fuck ! I slammed my palm against the wheel, I didn’t even know what the hell had possessed me to do it. I had intended to break her, to firmly remind her who exactly she married but the moment she stood over Gerald, cold and completely unbothered about the pooling blood, something stupid snapped inside me, she looked so damn good playing the boss.And then this bitch broke my nose, I touched the bridge of my nose, wincing slightly as a fresh