Chapter 13

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His Obsession

Chapter 13

Evangeline

Inside the room everyone is dead. At least two dozen men are all dead. On the ground, their blood flows. The smell of metallic blood, gunfire and smoke finds its way to me.

Even my father is dead at his desk and I see that his dick is buried inside a woman who is also dead, naked and dead.

Then I look to see that the only one alive aside from myself is Alex. There is a dark smirk on his face as he holds two guns in his hands.

He eyes me and winks. "Sorry. The plan I had was far more enjoyable" Is all that he says to me before he takes my wrist and drags me out of the room.

The plan was that we would get all my father's secrets and everything that belongs to him before I kill him and end it all.

Where I would take over from my father and present it all to Xavier. I pull my hand away from him and he stops. "We can't escape now. They know what you did. There are cameras in his office" I tell him.

He rolls his eyes and points a gun at me while the other one remains in his other gun is in his belt after he put it there before he led me out of the room.

"Who cares?" He asks me as if this is the most casual thing in the world. It is not. Because soon enough there will be hundreds of men following us and we don't be able to get away.

"They will kill us. You do know that?" I ask him. He doesn't even care. All he does is smirk at me. He takes a step closer to me and brings the gun over to me.

He holds it between my eyes. "I could shoot you, you know that" He says and I roll my eyes an back away from him. "You're insane" I spat at him.

He chuckles. Alex has never acted like this before. But, I do suppose being undercover for Xavier is quite hard for him and he's been hiding a lot.

He takes a step closer to me and takes my wrist with his other hand which is free. "Darling. You have no idea" He says. Holding the gun at my chest, he forces me against the wall in the hallway.

Pinning me do the wall, I do all that I can to break free but he's far stronger than I am. And if I move in the wrong way, the tight dress that I wear either goes down my chest or up my waist. Neither of what I want.

My heart is pounding inside my chest. "Let me go!" I yell at him but he points the gun at my head. "I can shoot you" He whispers to me.

"But, I won't" He then says and then his lips find mine as he forces them upon me.

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