XANDER'S POV
"Rouge, it was a set up"
"Pedrova?"
"Yes. The detective found out and..." Dimitri spoke
"Spit it out" I growled, annoyed. This was getting out of hand.
"Martinez was the one. Pedrova paid him to kidnap the boy" Damien spoke, anger evident in his voice.
"FUCK. FUCK. FUCK," I had to do something. I had to make an example of him. Show to the world what happens when you cross the Rouges. "FIND PEDROVA'S LOCATION. I WANT HIM ALIVE. AND TELL THE DETECTIVE TO NOT GET IN OUR WAY. I AM SICK OF PLAYING GOOD HERE. PEDROVA STARTED THIS AND I AM GOING TO END THIS TODAY" Grabbing the closest thing I could find, I threw it across the room.
"Boss, we will get him. And we will get Martinez. Our men are in the precinct. It won't take much work. One word from your side and they will take care of him" Damien tried to reason with my anger. He knew I had difficulty controlling my anger. The last time I lost control of my emotions, I hurt a lot of people. It was a bloodbath. It almost ruined what we had built. I don't want to repeat that shit again.
"Find him and get..." Before I could finish my sentence, Damien's phone started to ring.
"Volkov," he said, " what did she do now? Invite him inside her home and offer to braid his hair and share sob stories about her life" Damien chuckled at the last few words but I was only getting more pissed. Was she hurt? She wouldn't invite him home right? My anger was only spiking. That woman has already messed up with my mind. I wanted to put a bullet in her and get it over with.
'You couldn't even if you tried' my subconscious nudged
Damien put the phone on speaker and asked "What is it this time Volkov?"
"Brother the girl is standing in front of your club, dressed like a whore with her boyfriend" Boyfriend? Kitten has a boyfriend. I don't think so. The marks that I left, they wouldn't have gone unnoticed by the boy then. And my club?? That was no place for an innocent kitten like her. An intense feeling of protectiveness passed through my body.
A soft growl escaped my mouth. Just the thought of others touching what's mine put my anger just over the edge.
"Her boyfriend you say?" Damien spoke, adding fuel to the fire.
"They were hugging today afternoon. Looked pretty close. And now she is here with the same boy. What do you say brother?"
"Keep an eye. Inform us of everything that happens" Damien spoke and cut the call.
"Going after a taken woman. That's not you Rouge"
"Shut the fuck up. Find Pedrova" I said, picking up my gun and walking out of the room.
An hour later ( Infront of the club)
What am I doing here? She can do whatever the fuck she wants. I don't care what she does or who she sleeps with. She is nothing but a fucking problem that needs to be put to ground.
'So it's okay if another man puts his hands and mouth on the kitten. Make her moan the way you make her, mark her in the same way you did just three days back?' The voicwe in my mind spoke. Sometimes I simply wish to put a bullet in my mind, to stop the fucking voices, but I never can.
"ROUGE" I heard someone scream. Looking towards the entry, I saw Aleksey walking towards me. Aleksey was a good friend. He kept the club running whenever I couldn't. He took a bullet for me once, and I felt like I owed him.
"I didn't know you were coming here today. Come on. Let's go. Your favourite girl Val, is about to take the pole right now" The club had a section for pole dancers. Strippers and private dances were also an exclusive feature of the club. I don't have the habit of sleeping around with different women. Val is my regular woman. Favorite, I don't think so.
As we walked inside the club, my eyes looked for the only thing it had craved to see in the last few days. The club was filled with people, but I knew that my kitten would stand out. She doesn't belong here. I searched for the corner most seats and places, where I knew that she would be standing.
But imagine my surprise when I don't find her at any corner. Aleksey headed to the VIP section, which was on the first floor. You could see everyone from the top. Walking upstairs with purpose, I found myself standing next to the small balcony which had the view of the people below.
Where are you kitten? You are already in a lot of trouble.
"Rouge, Val is in the other room. Come on, let's go" Aleksey said. I wanted Thea.
"Why don't you go ahead? I will be there in a few minutes" I said and started to look for Thea. After a few minutes my eyes finally landed on a wild group of girls. I was about to move ahead, because there is no way Thea would be a part of that crowd, but my eyes landed on the little vixen.
I almost jumped out of my place when I saw what she was wearing. When Volkov said she was dressed like a whore, I didn't pay much attention. For men like him, every woman is a whore. What Thea was wearing wasn't any good. Her clothes left barely anything to imagination. She looked delicious; Ready to be devoured. By me.
She was dancing with a group of girls. No boys. I took in a sigh of relief and grabbed the whiskey bottle, enjoying the view. I saw men looking at her, desiring her. And I only felt pity for them. No one could touch her but me. And boyfriend. A woman like Thea needs a man. Not some dumb boy who doesn't know what to do with her.
'A man like you, Rouge?' The voice spoke again. Ignoring the voice, I continued to stare. I watched her drink, dance, move her body, show off her curves. Today, I am letting her live, for once the sunrises, she is going to wish she never lives like this night ever again.
In the past one hour, I watched her. Only her. No other woman had ever caught my attention like she did. Submissive, fragile, feminine and with hidden claws. Claws that I am dying to bite. Just the thought of her getting mad the morning after I left those marks, got me tight in my pants. Did she grab her hair? Did she let out a string of curses? Did she promise to stab me for doing that to her? We will find out.
Everything was going fine until I saw a boy walk up to her. He said something to her and she replied.
'No kitten, no talking to anyone, that's not me' I felt my anger rising. And things just hit worse when I saw him put his hands on her. That's it. The night ends here.
Walking down, I made my way towards her. Right before the boy could put his mouth on her skin, I grabbed her hand and pulled her. She looked at me and whispered
"Xander" She wanted to speak something else, but I felt her body giving up. Very expected. With the amount of drinks she had, she lasted longer than I expected her to. I pulled her closer to me and grabbed my gun from my other hand.
Pointing it directly at the boy who touched her, I spoke
"Don't move"
NO ONE' POV
The music suddenly stopped when a loud gun was heard being fired. Xander shot the boy. On both his hands. The hands that touched his kitten. Everyone stared at them. Some screamed in horror, while some made space between themselves and the shooter.
Giving a deadly glare to the boy, Xander spoke in a tone that got everybody shaking in fear
"No one touches what's mine and gets away with it" and with that he carried his kitten out of the club, into his car and drove into the night.
The entire world would know by the morning that Rouge had claimed a woman. The entire world would know that Rouge finally has a weakness.
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