Chapter 66
Daniel
Thirty minutes after my arrival, my restless mind is still racing. Finding Anu is primal for me, I’m still pacing in my office, when Patrick calls to inform me of Sophie’s presence. My first impulse is to send her away, but I wouldn't know the wicked schemes she was plotting with her cruel mind. Now, that she’s blacklisted. “Let her in” I say
Sophie sashays her annoying self in, her overwhelming perfume almost choking me, her eyes accessing my office and finally falling on me. I already buried her yesterday because of the stunt she pulled with Anu, which was the final straw to all the craziness she had pulled in the past.
No one messes with my woman and gets away with it.
She takes her seat without being offered and leans forward, pushing her filler breast forward. Right now, all I see is a devilish person disguised as a sensible human. She looks comfortable, like her presence is all it takes to bullshit her way out of the stunt she pulled. Only her presence has just resulted in the final nail toher coffin. Jude obviously didn’t do enough to her, or maybe he did and she still thinks she has something to prove.
“You blacklisted me,” she says, like it should be unheard of or unethical.
“You crossed the fucking line,” I sternly state without raising my voice. Her eyes widen. “Messing with me was fine; pulling all your annoying little stunts was irritating and fucking frustrating at best.” I lean in to make sure I lock eyes with her. “But when you messed with MAK, you crossed the fucking line.” She shifts in her seat, now uncomfortable. We both know crossing the line with me means you are fucked forever.
"I wanted to give your girl a mind-blowing sexual experience, to help her understand the sensation of her lady parts being devoured. I was basically doing her a favor, because we both know that's not something you'd do," she says, her sigh carrying a sharp edge of jealousy and spite. "I mean, even a French kiss is beyond you," she sneers, her lips curling as she rolls her eyes. Her audacity makes my blood boil with fury.
“Just because I don’t eat street or dirty pussy like yours, doesn’t mean I don’t feast on MAK’s every fucking chance I get,” I sternly reply. Her brows lift as her face reddens, like I’d just slapped her.
She leans back into the chair. Truthfully, I want to fucking slap her back to New York, but there are worse things than getting physical.
“Now, leave. I’m done talking to you and word of advice, don’t ever speak to me again and fucking cross the street when you see me,” I say through gritted teeth.
She uncrosses her legs and leans forward, resting her elbows on my table.
“I didn’t stutter, Sophie, Get the fuck out of my office.” My voice vibrates with the anger I’m forcefully holding in.
“You are seriously kicking me out because I tried to do something nice for your girl?” Her tone is chastising.
I can’t believe this psycho insufferable woman. Do I want to unleash my anger?YES!But I reign it in as a sad chuckle escapes me.
“Nice would be you showing her where the bathroom is, or offering her a glass of water.” I rise from my seat and glare at her. “In no fucking world is it acceptable for you to plan her rape.” My voice may be low, but the venom isn’t. “If I must repeat myself a third time about the action, I need you to take, security will be assisting you.” I say, hand in my pocket with a certified glare trained on her.
She rises and walks out of my office. I exhale the anger that I’m holding back from unleashing.
My phone rings. Picking it up, I see its Bruce.
“Hey,” I say.
“I still can’t find her. I’ll keep looking and will let you know.”
“Thank you.” I toss the phone.
I want to yell and break things, but I go into the bathroom and wash my face. I need Anu back before I lose my mind.
The moment I saw Sophie, I should’ve walked away, but my judgement was clouded by the man I was chasing, and nowhere in my wildest dreams would I’ve thought Sophie would pull a stunt like she did last night.
All her craziness was always directed at me; I fucked her once at a sex club. Since then, she acts like we are lifetime lovers, insulting and conspiring against me whenever she sees me with any woman, never directly but I know it all came from her. I should have seen her jealousy. Now, I’m paying the fucking price with Anu. Bruce just needs to find Jordan and maybe I can get a chance to speak to her. Jordan has a master's in going off grid and a doctorate in protecting Anu.
I know Bruce will find them, but every hour he doesn’t, it feels like a year. I don’t want to imagine how hurt she must be that she wouldn’t speak to me at all because of fucking Sophie. I exhale my exasperation.
I’ll turn every corner of this earth to find her. She should know by now that she can’t run or hide from me.
I hear my phone ring and race to grab it.
“I found her.” Bruce says.
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