I’d meant it when I said she was never leaving me again, I just never imagined it’d be like this.
When I reached the door to the warehouse, my hand trembled slightly. Alisa wasfine, I reminded myself.
Once I found her, nothing would stop me from bringing her home and settling her into my lap with that warm blanket she loved to curl into so much.
But if they’d killed her by accident with that rock…
My chest ached at the thought. I ground my teeth and opened the door.
If she wasn’t breathing, I’d burn everything to the ground. They’d beg for mercy in a world where it didn’t exist.
As I stepped into the hallway, a man turned to me with surprise written on his face. He went to open his mouth, to shout–
I snapped his neck before he could even make a sound.
He waslucky. If I wasn’t in such a hurry, I’d make him suffer for having any affiliation with the man who’d taken Alisa.
More men intercepted me in the hallway, but all they succeeded at was bringing a smile to my face. Their muffled yelps of terror stoked the rage spiraling through my veins.
By the time I reached the door, my blood was vibrating with the need for more violence. Red liquid streaked down my arms, but it wasn’t enough.
Not even close.
A high-pitched screech of pain whistled through the air. I reached for the rusty doorknob, a stone pressing hard against my chest.
I ripped open the door, and Roman Komarov stared up at me, completely shell-shocked. My heart raced as I looked for the only person it was capable of beating for.
When I locked onto Alisa’s beautiful–and very alive–face, the knot strangling my chest loosened.
“You came,” Alisa said, her perfect mouth breaking around the words. “I knew you would.”
The ring of her voice was the most beautiful music I’d ever witnessed. More beautiful than the screeches of men who’d wronged me, or even Alisa’s mewls of pleasure when I’d fucked her into another dimension.
She was okay.Thank fuck.
Alisa shifted in her chair. She brought her arms forward, revealing shredded ropes. Relief and pride swelled through my chest that she’d managed to saw through it before I’d arrived.
“Clever girl,” I said.
Alisa bit down on her bottom lip, and my dick immediately hardened in response.
Fuck, this woman tore up my insides, and still managed to consistently make me hard without even a hint of flesh.
Alisa stood up from the sturdy looking chair, wincing as she did so. My stomach dropped as I took in the purple bruises littering her skin.
Any softness that remained in my body drained away. All that remained was a dark need to purge my anger, simmering impossibly hotter than before.
Still I kept my focus on her and asked, “Are you okay?”
As much as I wanted to start slicing through Roman’s cowardly skin, if Alisa was hurt my priority was sewing her back together.
Alisa nodded.
My body hummed its approval.
“Listen Dmitri, this is all a misunder-” Roman said.
The moment my focus zeroed in on Roman, his mouth opened and closed like a fish. His eyes became wide and terrified like a trout who realized it’d been hooked, and there was no chance of escaping.
