TROUBLE
2120 Words
ALIANA POV
It was my 23 birthday and as expected, I threw an extravagant party for my bitches from the hood.
It was supposed to be out last night together before I turned them in, so I made it big.
It was a s****l and drunken orgy hosted in one of the biggest clubs in town, which my illegal money paid for by the way.
I remember taking a couple of pills for courage. Did I mention that I kind of had a tiny addiction to drugs.
Maybe, It's a big addiction but it's all part of my cover, or at least that's what I tell myself.
I will definitely have to go for rehabilitation after I am done with gig.
Tonight was going to be the night.
The night when I was going to finally lose my virginity to someone very sexy, not boss Joaquin sexy but he had quite the charm.
It was Hans, one of the big boss's most trusted caporigime, and my pretend boyfriend, which I might or might not have fallen in love with.
Well, who could blame me.
He was a decent man from a simple background. Who was forced by the hardships of life into this unholy profession just to take care of his younger siblings.
I know that's not excuse, he was still going to go to jail but I hope that by offering myself to him.
He would be willing to give us a chance in the event of his arrest.
I remember making out with him when Joaquin called, commanding me to come over.
He said he had a delivery job for me.
The job was strictly confidential, and it was supposed to involve millions of dollars.
It was job simple job, really.
I deliver a suit case, which I presume contain money, and make his business partner sign a half signed contract to transfer illegal gold bars to him.
Apparently, Joaquin had slowly started to drag his legal jewelry company into his shady dealings.
This was perfect for me but not so great for him because he just handed me evidence against him.
Till then I didn't realize that Joaquin trusted me that much.
'This was finally my opportunity to prove myself'- I thought but how wrong I was.
The negotiations went smoothly.
I had a document with his signature and a couple of pictures of him in action, all that was left was to return to camp.
It was time to put an end to this madness.
' Come tomorrow Joaquin Livera will be rotting in jail'- I thought to myself before a uncontrollable dizzy spell overwhelms me and I fell unconscious.
When I woke up, I was in a strange building.
A small, abandoned, wooden house in the middle of nowhere.
My head was a mess, and I was utterly nonplussed.
This wasn't the effect of some drug.
I think someone tricked me, but by who?.
The briefcase containing the gold bars were missing and so was my evidence.
Someone from the agency must have double crossed me, that was the only explanation, after all there were the only ones who knew about my plans.
I look at my cell and saw a series of calls from boss Joaquin and a couple of text messages asking me to bring back his gold bars in the next hour or I would pay with his life.
That was 9 hours ago, which means I was in big trouble.
There was no way I was getting out of this one alive.
In a panic, I called the AGENCY to inquire about the evidence but to my surprise they had no idea it was missing.
There was only one thing left to do flee for my life.
I quickly booked a one way trip for military camp only to be gassed on the bus.
When I woke, I was here with a gun being pointed to my forehead.
That's when I knew I was f****d up.
"1" was the last thing he counted before I hear a gun shot.
I close my eyes, bracing myself for the impact but it never came.
When I reopen my eyes, he is still standing there with his same angry demeanor.
Turns out that shot was just a pistol taster.
The bullet had only missed me by a couple of centimeters.
His gaze is still fixated on me as he crack his gun one more time.
" The next one is going in your brain" He threatens
" I will ask one more time. Where are my gold bars?" He ask angrily in a yell.
Joaquin has always had this mysterious, scary, authoritative aura around him that makes everyone want to follow his command.
" I don't know....." I confess but he cuts in
" 3........ 2........ 1.........." He counts down.
I immediately rise to my feet and try to run out of the room in a fit of panic, only for him to stop me with a gigantic slap to the face and my lights go out.
By the time I wake.
I am laying on a king sized bed with a drip attached to my left hand.
My cheek is burning up and my headaches with unimaginable pain.
I can hear voices echoing close by.
I narrow my gaze, such that I can see my companions but they wouldn't notice by glaring.
I look to my left and see boss Joaquin seated on a gigantic white chair with one foot crossed over the other.
He has a bored expression on his face as he supports his left cheek with a fist.
To his left, stands a pretty middle aged woman, who I suppose might be a doctor, because of her white lab coat.
" How is she?" I hear him ask, still with a neutral expression on his face
" She is good. She just needs to be detoxified" She informs
" What do you mean by she needs to be detoxified. She only passed out because I hit her" He informs.
What an arrogant jerk, proudly comfessing he hit a woman.
" I am afraid, that's not the case. She is simply had a drug overdose" She informs and I curse.
Something was off I took drugs 24 hours ago and it wasn't an overdose.
Someone must have drugged me.
' f**k, this isn't good '
Alpha is definitely going to kill me.
' Alpha' was codename given to Joaquin, only we his close comperigimes were allowed to use his real name, or see his face00.
Joaquin was a man of very few words but he strict rules that were to be followed. Rule number one was ' Never get high on the merchandise'.
So far I have broken 5 out of his 5 rules and there would be consequences.
" What!!!. She's high on drugs. How fascinating" I hear him say with a sarcastic laugh.
" I would take it from here. You may leave" He commands simply in a rather calm manner.
" Of course alpha" I hear her says
" One last thing. Try not to hit her. She might not survive next time" The doctor warns and I praise before closing my eyes to avoid being caught.
Atleast now he wouldn't hurt me, it's not like I can fight back I still need to stay in character.
You know, for someone like Joaquin with such soft palms, his slap really carries punch.
" I will keep that in mind" He informs before I hear some footsteps moving further away from me, indicating that the doctor had left.
I then hear some quiet footsteps approaching, which I presume belong to him.
" Ariella, such a beauty. You must be tasty" I hear him say in a cold hoarse manner.
Next thing I know, my air flow is restricted as ice cold water collides with my my face.
Forcing its way down my nostrils, that I almost suffocate.
" f**k" I exclaim as I rise immediately, coughing in a bit to force air down my lung.
" I thought you were unconscious" He says mockingly as he grabs a hand full of my waist long hair, pulling on it furiously.
" So you have been stealing from me. Tell me just how many containers of my drugs have you stolen this past months?" He ask angrily as his facial veins pop
" None boss. I promise I bought all of my drugs by myself. I would never steal from you" I confess in tears.
My scalp feels like it would tear open any second now, but that is not why I am crying.
I am crying because I feel humiliated, no man has ever man handled me like this before, and there's nothing I can do about it.
" More lies. I will show you what I do to liars" He says as he prys the cannula off my hand and pull me out by the hair.
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JOAQUIN POV
Ariella, Ariella, Ariella.
Such a liar.
This witch has been playing with my intelligence for months, and I never suspected a thing.
No woman has ever made me feel this stupid.
The last time I got this angry was the day Selina ( my younger sister) died.
That witch will pay for making me feel so helpless.
" Boss, please you're hurting me" She beseeches in tears as I pull her out of the room by the hair.
Half of her face is swollen with my finger prints implant.
Her hand is bleeding I think I might have broken a vein when I pulled out the cannula.
Her feet are unsteady on the floor, which is accentuated by her multiple falls.
It must be due to her drug overdose
I think she might have even sprained her ankle with that last fall but I don't give a f**k.
She owes me millions of dollars and as such, I can do whatever I please with her.
I pull her out to my garden, where a barrel of water is located.
I then take the opportunity to force her head into the barrel of water.
This is my best option of torture for now since I can't hit her.
Not that I enjoy hitting women but I don't enjoy being made a fool of either.
I have to get her to confess and if this is the only way so be it.
" Are you ready to tell me the truth now?. Where are my f*****g gold bars?" I ask after releasing her head from the barrel of water.
" Believe me, I don't know where they are" She lies once more breathless, while coughing and I am forced to hurt her again.
Grabbing her hair once more, I force her head into the water to the point where she almost suffocates.
That's when I hear a familiar hoarse voice that I haven't heard in weeks.
" Touch her again and you will be sorry" He threatens in a scary, deep, hoarse tone via mind link.
It is Kane, my inter lycan.
Kane has had this ideology for weeks that Ariella was actually our mate.
Well, I think so too because of her scent.
I begged him that we should reject her on multiple occasions but he wouldn't let me.
She's not even my type.
She's not sexy, or feminine.
She's practically a tomboy if you ask me.
Why doesn't he see that.
He is just so unreasonable.
I mean who wants a lousy human as their mate and future Luna.
Not me, that is who.
We had an agreement, I wouldn't reject her and in exchange he doesn't try anything stupid, like taking control and confessing his feelings to her, or interfer with my affairs.
Since then he just grew silent, ontill today.
" What happened to not interfering in my business?" I say ignoring his former statement
" She's my business" He says with absolutely possession
" Release her at once" He commands with a voice that accentuates his anger.
Without a second thought, I quickly release her from my grip, in a bit to avoid further conflicts.
Kane had a tendency of inflict unimaginary pain on me when he takes charge, especially when he is angry.
It's almost like I have to keep fighting for control for my own body.
Sometimes, I wish I was just normal like humans.
Only problem is I refuse to be weak, in this cruel world.
" You have till tomorrow to come clean, b***h" I inform, squeezing on her cheeks as she cries on the floor.
" Carry her to her room " I command my Delta, Ivo, who is standing guard.
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