Chapter Seven.
ADONIS'S POINT OF VIEW.
They must share a strong bond since I offered him money, and he didn’t even consider it, not even for a second. I just hope it’s not that kind of strong! I wouldn’t want to kill him. He seems nice.
Okay, I have to admit that I was tempted to put a bullet in his head.
After he left, my mind started racing again, wondering who she is and where she is.
I need to find her and I need to have her.
“Hey, are you okay? You look like you’re about to explode. Talk to me, man,” Liam says in a worried voice, and I sigh heavily.
I’ll tell him. He’s my best friend.
“The brunette sent me the bottle and a message. Liam, I don’t know what the hell is happening, but I really need to find her.”
“What did she do, anyway? I mean, she had to do something quite fucked up to get you to act like this.”
“Okay, I’ll tell you, but swear to me that this stays between us because even I am still in shock.”
“Adonis, you’re offending me.”
“Sorry… but… just hear me out. You’ll understand in a minute.” I tell him the whole story, and the idiot starts laughing, making me fume.
“Why the fuck are you laughing?” I snap angrily, and he looks at me, confused.
“You are serious? You didn’t make this up?” His eyes go wide as he sees that my expression doesn’t change, and I’m as serious as a heart attack.
“Do I look like a fucking author to you?”
“HOLY SHIT! Then you have to find her. I haven’t seen anything like that even in porn. If it weren’t for Camilla, you would have had some competition.”
“Don’t even think about her like that. I love you, and I really don’t want to kill you.” The fucker starts laughing, and I punch him in the shoulder, making him hiss.
“Okay, okay, don’t pull your gun out yet. But, for real now. If you want to find her, we will look under every stone.” And that’s why he’s my best friend and my best brother.
No offense to the others.
“Thanks, and believe me when I say that I don’t want to find her. I need to find her.” The night is over, and I am the last to leave the Club. I am angry, disappointed, and frustrated.
I want to see her piercing blue eyes, which seem to have the ability to see through one’s soul.
I want to feel her powerful yet gentle touch and kiss those red lips until we both bleed.
I want to dominate her, eat her, worship her.
Liam looks at me as if he can’t believe that this is me, that his manwhore of a brother got whipped in a few minutes by a woman whose name I don’t even know, and to be honest, I can’t believe it either, but... she’s special.
She has an aura of beauty and sexiness that is also intense and magical. It’s a natural kind of beauty, aside from mascara and that sinful red lipstick; she had no makeup on.
I’ll find you.
The first thing I did upon arriving home was to call my private investigator.
“I need you to find somebody.”
“It’s the middle of the night, can’t it wait until tomorrow? I was sleeping.” His voice is hoarse, he didn’t lie, he really just woke up, but that doesn’t mean I’m not pissed off.
"No, it can't fucking wait! If it could fucking wait, I would have called you tomorrow, you fucking idiot! So get the fuck up and do as I say! Or maybe you have a death wish that I don't know about?!" I snap, and even through the phone, I hear him swallow audibly.
The fuck he thinks he is?
“I'm up. Tell me who I need to find.” Well, it seems like my little death threat woke him up because there's no trace of sleepiness in his once husky voice.
Good boy.
“Well, we have a problem. I have no name, no address, nothing. But we can find her face. Hack into the system of a club named APPOLI, take the footage from tonight, and send it to my email, And I’ll send you a screenshot with her face so you can start looking for her.”
“Okay. It shouldn’t take long. Clubs don’t usually have a good security system.” I smile at that because that means that I’ll find her soon.
“Start now, and I hope, for your sake, that before I wake up, I have it in my email.” I finish my conversation with the idiot and smile at the memory of her.
She is one sneaky woman, but she will pay when I find her. I won’t be as submissive as I was last night.
Thinking of her, I take a hot shower, -pun intended-, then go to bed with her still on my mind.
“Fuck you, gorgeous.” I wish her goodnight in my twisted way, with a smile on my face and a flip of my heart.
ARTEMIS’S POINT OF VIEW
Finally home, finally under the hot spray of the shower.
Fuck, this feels so damn good... it would’ve been better with him here, next to me, touching-- I shake my head to get rid of the unholy thoughts because they do me no good, and finish my nightly ritual, then slide under the covers, but the damn handsome thing is still on my mind.
“Goodnight, handsome.” I can just as well wish him goodnight if he’s haunting me.
I wake up and see that it’s still pretty dark outside, so I make myself a cup of fresh coffee and go outside to drink it by the pool, to clear my mind and take a breath of fresh air.
Without wanting, my mind drifts to him once again. Maybe I should find him. I could easily do that, or perhaps he will come again to the club.
Fuck… no, no, and definitely no.
No finding and no coming! I will not do anything about it. In a week, we will both forget about our little encounter.
After I drink my much-needed coffee and finish the argument with myself, I go and start my morning routine.
I need my head clear for the job I have tonight.
Clear body, clear mind.
I go into the basement and start training, trying my best to take my mind off him, but his damn gorgeous green eyes keep creeping into my head.
Shoo, you handsome thing!
I take my gun and shoot the target, pretending it’s my broken brain I'm aiming at.
I made my basement bulletproof. I don’t have any neighbors, but you can never be too sure. I take my knives, but nothing I do can keep him out of my head.
“Fucking concentrate! You have a job tonight, Artemis!” I scold myself and roll my eyes to the back of my head so my brain can see that I’m not in the least happy with it, then return to my training.
I’m going crazy.
I've finished my training, and all I need now is a hot bath to wash away my demons. After I turn on the water to fill the tub and add my essential oils, I step inside, waiting for the water and bubbles to envelop my body.
“Damnnn this feels good!” Yes, I talk to myself from time to time. Perks of being alone most of the time.
I take some bubbles and brush my neck and my breasts, then my hand goes under the water, sliding slowly down, towards my core.
I could use a release. I’m too tense.
I close my eyes, and he appears in front of me, fucking me with his emerald green eyes.
I rub my clit in circles faster and faster as the heat washes my body over and over again, and I’m not talking about the water temperature.
I put two fingers inside of me, and a moan slips between my parted lips as the whole night repeats behind my eyelids, only that this time, he was the one touching me.
The pressure starts to build, a heat that makes droplets of sweat roll down my neck and breasts, grows inside of me, burning my body with flames of pleasure and dirty thoughts.
The explosion that comes takes my last breath away, my body arches, and my eyes roll to the back of my head, but this time to see the handsome stranger more clearly while I ride the hot orgasm.
“Jesus Christ...” The unbelievable pleasure leaves me powerless, my body feels like it’s melting, and my heart beats so hard and fast that I can feel and hear it in my head.
Now that I’m all relaxed, it’s time to recheck the area for tonight, as I don’t want or need any surprises.
I take my car and drive to the doc, grab my binoculars, and as I look, I see two guards. They’re not armed and are middle-aged—typical guards who sleep during the night shift, but I have a feeling they won’t be sleeping tonight. So, I imprint their faces in my mind to remember them and avoid killing them. I don’t know if they’re involved in this, and I don’t want to hurt innocent people.
I go back home and start cleaning my sniper, then head into the basement and shoot at the target a few times with it, just to be sure it’s in perfect condition: the sniper and I.
I also need to consider the wind, as the conditions outside are different, so I made a note to check the weather for tonight. I pack everything and put it in my car.
I have four hours to relax, so I go to the couch and watch the news.