Hooked

He trailed his index finger down my scantily clad back, naked save for the fragile silkiness of my flimsy bra, and flashed me a smug grin as he felt the goosebumps spread over my skin in response to his light feathery touch.

He had sent a text a few minutes ago, requesting my presence in his office, and as his personal secretary, I had no other choice but to heed his order. Not that I was complaining. My mind had been fixated on the kiss we shared in the elevator yesterday, and now it looked like we were going to continue what we had started.

He lifted his fingers and trailed them down the side of my face before grasping my jaw firmly and lifting it to stare deep into my eyes. I blinked once, then twice, trying hard to hold his unwavering gaze with mine.

His face moved closer to mine, and my breath caught in my throat in anticipation of one of his intoxicating kisses, but to my disappointment, his lips didn't touch my parted lips. Instead, he hovered, his breath ghosting upon my skin.

"You know, you'd look more beautiful on your knees before me," Auden breathed.

"I—" I made to say something, but he slipped his thumb between my parted lips and said one word: "Suck."

Before thinking about what the heck I was getting myself into, my lips wrapped themselves around his large thumb—especially compared to my tiny, cute painted ones—and sucked on it, hard. The slightly salty taste of his thumb overwhelmed my taste buds, sending a heady rush straight to my head, making me crave something else to suck on, something longer, thicker, and tastier.

I flicked my tongue over the tip of his neat, short nail before sucking on it again. A deep groan left his lips just as he began to trail his thumb over the roof of my mouth. I was unprepared for the tiny prickles of pleasure that the soft but determined strokes of his wet thumb coaxed from my mouth, and the rush went straight to my heated core.

I clenched my thighs tight against each other as I tried to stifle the moans that were threatening to spill out. I sucked on his thumb for a moment more, unable to resist its heady strokes, while his other hand massaged the roots of my hair passionately.

I parted my lips and a string of breathless moans enveloped his thumb. A quiet, "Fuck," followed suit.

"Yeah, just like that...I can't wait for you to work these pretty lips of yours on my cock," Auden's deep voice made me snap my eyes open immediately, eyes I didn't even realize I had shut.

Feeling bold all of a sudden, I loosened the strong hold my lips had on his now very wet thumb and drawled out, "Oh yeah?"

He trailed his wet thumb down my neck before skimming it lightly over my puckered left nipple. I sucked in a moan when his wet thumb ghosted over my nipple again, the slick, barely-there touch driving me crazy.

"Yeah, you'll suck me off nice and good."

I forced my fluttering eyes to remain open, throwing my long hair back and biting my lip when he skimmed his thumb over my left nipple again. The silkiness of the white bra I had on did nothing to hide my twin aroused buds from his ever-wandering eyes.

"Don't you want to get on your knees for me too? I have a feeling you'd look very powerful in that position." I didn't know where this courage was coming from. The words left my mouth before I even realized what I was saying.

He chuckled then raised both his hands and buried them in my hair. His warm fingertips grazed my sensitive scalp slowly as his fingers danced around as if looking for something. My mouth fell open in pleasure and I pressed my head into his fingers, not wanting the feeling to dissolve into thin air this time.

"Yes, I'm going to go down on my knees. I'll send you to hell and back with pleasure, carry out all our twisted fantasies. But I won't just go down on my knees; I'll also lift you up on my shoulders and give you a taste of heaven with my tongue…and let's not forget how you're going to sit on my face with your thoroughly fucked pussy once I'm done with you."

I swallowed audibly as those words were whispered into my ear, squeezing my thighs together when I felt his warm, thick tongue lick my ear. He trailed his tongue along the tip of my ear while I held my breath in anticipation, moaning loudly as his tongue wiggled into my ear at the same time that his right index finger pushed into my lips, which had parted unconsciously. I wrapped my lips around his index finger and sucked hard, my tongue moving along it hungrily.

He removed his finger just as a wayward image of him fulfilling all his dirty promises flashed through my mind.

"You're going to do all that?"

"I'm going to do all that and more. But right now, you're going to suck," he replied. His fingers left my head, and I missed the warmth of his fingertips immediately. I lifted my fingers to my hair and smiled upon feeling the braided plaits of my long hair; he had braided it so it wouldn't get in the way while I sucked him off.

I went to my knees slowly, my fingers trailing down him as I went—from his strong shoulders, over his tight nipples and abs, past his enticing V-line until my fingertips were buried in the edge of his belt, which held up smooth black trousers that did nothing to hide his very impressive bulge.

"Get to work, Ari," he said when I looked up into his face. I guess I was taking his cock out myself.

I unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants until his boxer-clad hard on was staring me right in the face. His erection looked extremely big even though it was still in the confines of his boxer briefs.

I moved my lips over his covered cock and breathed on it before licking the length of it from top to bottom. The hard on, which I had thought was big a minute ago, increased in size.

"Stop this game and suck, Ri," Auden admonished as his hands went to work in my hair again. He brushed my long wispy curls away from my face, pushing them into his braid until my face and lips were free of any hair. They didn't stay back for long, though, because my hair was very stubborn.

I rolled my eyes. He was no fun at all. I curled my fingers along the edge of his boxers and pulled them down in one go. His cock popped out, slapping against his stomach, and my mouth went dry as my bulging eyes took in his size. Holy shit, this man was huge!

"Scared, Ri?" He drawled when I kept staring at his cock instead of getting to work on it like I should.

"Of course not," I replied as I wrapped my fingers around his thick, veiny length. The Joke was on me: my fingers couldn't even close around his large shaft. He had asked if I was scared. Of course I was a little bit scared. How the hell was this going to fit into my throat?

I didn't tell him any of that though. Instead, I tried forcing my fingers around his length. When that wasn't working, I added my other hand to the dance, stroking up and down his cock firmly. He threw his head back in pleasure when I tightened my fingers around his thick shaft and stroked away.

I removed my second hand and brought my lips towards the wet, glistening tip of his cock. I rubbed it against my mouth until his heady precum was smeared all over my pink parted lips. I licked my lips hungrily, my gaze locked on his hungry eyes. I didn't miss the sharp breath he exhaled on watching me slowly suck his precum off my lips.

Feeling extremely bold and powerful, I brought his cock to the tip of my lips and licked its fat head, my tongue circling the tip of his cock before I slipped it back into my mouth. I wrapped my wet lips around the slick head of his cock and sucked.

Without taking my eyes off his sharp gaze, I slowly lowered my mouth, which was wrapped around the tip of his cock, until more of his cock started to disappear into my mouth.

I gagged on his cock when its tip slipped into my throat. His fingers, which had been at his sides, wrapped themselves into my hair as he ordered, "Suck it. Hard."

And I did. I moved my lips over his veiny length as I sucked forcefully, his deep throaty moans fueling my hungry strokes.

I popped his now wet cock out of my mouth before trailing my fingers over it, the glistening hard length looking beautiful as ever in my grip.

"Oh, fuck..." Those whispered words were all the reassurance I needed to continue my mind-blowing blow job.

I lifted his cock up and traced my tongue along the middle of his shaft until it rested on his heavy balls.

I wrapped my second hand around his balls, placing them directly over my lips, and gave his balls a thorough tongue bath.

"Fuck, Ri, fuck. That's it, just like that," Auden breathed out in a moan. I decided to take one of his balls into my mouth this time.

"Christ, Ri!" Auden burst out as I sucked hard on one of his balls. Then I switched from one ball to the other to show them equal attention.

By the time I got back to his very hard cock, he was already breathing hard. I knew he had underestimated my skills, tisk tisk.

I took his cock into my mouth this time, but I didn't even bother sucking. I just sank down onto his length, only stopping when I gagged. His cock wasn't even halfway and I was already gagging. Damn his overly huge dick.

I lifted my mouth from his length and looked up. My eyes met his hungry, hooded ones, his sexy black hair flopping over his forehead.

"You want to fuck my mouth, Auden?"

His sharp intake of breath was his only reply as I felt his fingers dig into my hair again. He directed his cock back to my lips.

"Open." That was the only word I needed to hear. My mouth fell open and hungrily received his large shaft.

Then Auden proceeded to thoroughly fuck my mouth.

Before my eyes could even water the way I wanted them to, Auden was pulling his dick away from my lips and stepping back.

"Stand up," Auden demanded, but I didn't want to stand up. What I wanted was to suck his cock until he came down my throat and preferably on my face and titties.

"But you didn't cum," I tried reminding him, in case that tiny detail had slipped his mind, but he only laughed before pulling me up himself.

"I know that. I don't want to cum yet," he explained, but I wasn't hearing it just yet.

"But I wanted to taste your cum. I still do."

"Don't say stuff like that, unless you want me to fuck your throat raw," Auden replied immediately. Excellent, that was my plan in the first place.

"What if I really want you to fuck my throat raw?"

"It doesn't matter. I said I didn't want to cum yet, and your lips were too hot down there. You've got a crazy mouth and tongue, girl...One hell of a crazy mouth," his words warmed my body and sent a feeling of confidence and smugness to my head, but I still wanted his cum in my mouth.

"Will you fuck my throat raw later, then?"

"Oh, fuck, of course I will. You have no idea how hard it was for me to stop myself from shoving my whole length into your throat back there."

"Really? Why didn't you then?" I whined, but I was only rewarded with a chuckle as his right hand wrapped itself around my throat. The cold rings on his fingers sent a chill right into the roots of my hair. A small shiver racked my body before I could stop it.

"You're so desperate," he whispered against my lips, his lips brushing against mine as he spoke, making me pine for his heady kisses. "I like you desperate...desperate for what I'm going to give you now...desperate for anything I'm willing to give you, right?"

It felt like I couldn't breathe properly after hearing him whisper those words right into my ear. I nodded my head immediately. My eyelids, which were now heavy, fluttered open and closed helplessly.

"Yes, yes. I'm desperate," I replied, my senses heightened to the highest volume.

"Desperate for? I want you to tell me what you are desperate for, baby girl."

"I'm desperate for anything you're willing to give me," The words rushed out breathlessly. I didn't usually do this—talk dirty, act so wanton during sex. The few times I'd been anything close to forward during sex was when I was high or drunk. My former boyfriends had always complained about how I was boring in the bedroom and how I was almost never in the mood except for when I got drunk or high. They said that I went back to being a boring girlfriend when I wasn't high or drunk.

I broke up with my last boyfriend myself when I got sick and tired of him reminding me how timid and boring I was in the bedroom. He repeatedly complained that I was no longer the vixen he fell in love with when we crossed paths in a club. I had visited that particular club with three of my girlfriends that night. They forced me to dress up and go out with them because I was still obviously hung up on my stupid ex, who I had found out was cheating on me on Valentine's Day.

I had stupidly gotten waxed for him at the time, and I had gone to Lux and Fragrances to get some sexy red and white lingerie to fit the Valentine's Day theme. I had a key to my boyfriend's apartment, so I didn't bother calling him that day since I wanted my arrival to be a cute surprise. Except, when I inserted the key into the keyhole, I was greeted by the sight of my boyfriend fucking a thick, blond bitch on the main couch in his sitting room.

I was mortified, angry, and mad at myself since I had spent time and money to make myself beautiful for him. I even went to Magical Locks to get my hair officially treated, styled, and curled. I spent all that money for no reason, ignoring the way my account balance decreased drastically. I barely had enough in there to begin with.

"That wasn't an answer, Ri. You know that's not what I wanna hear. His fingers unwrapped themselves from around my throat and buried themselves in my hair. He pulled on my braid until my whole neck was fully exposed to his hungry gaze.

My lips parted, and a short, choppy breath left my lips in anticipation. He kissed a particular spot on my exposed neck before biting and skimming his teeth along the same spot. I jerked up a little, a harsh breath leaving my mouth unexpectedly.

"What are you desperate for?" he asked again. This time, his deep voice pierced my mind as it vibrated the sensitive skin of my throat, where his teeth had been a moment ago.

"For you!" I cried out immediately in response to his question, desperation clawing its way into my voice.

"I know, Ri..." he trailed off as he let go of my braided hair, "but I need you to give me more details.

Auden placed his hands on my shoulders and turned me around until I was facing away from him. A second later, his hard chest was pressing into my back. I raised my head and glanced at the beautiful ceiling, which featured a stunning silver chandelier along with smaller, more practical lights, to distract myself from the sexy man standing behind me, pressing his hard, muscular chest into my back.

"I, um, I want to choke on your, um, your..." I swallowed dryly, the words seeming to get stuck in my throat.

"My what? Go on," he encouraged, his fingers trailing a zigzag line over my naked arms. Goosebumps bloomed wherever his feathery touch ghosted against my skin, the cold rings on his fingers sending shivers up and down my spine.

I took a deep breath in and let it out slowly before deciding to give it another try, "I want to choke on your fingers and your dick. And I want your lips on every part of my body." I released another deep, shuddering breath when his fingers suddenly tugged on my nipples. My head fell backward onto his chest as I pushed my titties more firmly into his palms, my lips falling open in a small moan.

"Is that all you want me to do to you?" he asked as he abandoned my hard nipples, much to my disappointment.

I shook my head in reply.

"Tell me then."

"I want you to choke me, your fingers wrapped around my throat, as you fuck me hard. Against the wall. On your desk. And—" I was cut off this time when Auden suddenly turned me around so I was facing him again.

I was breathing hard, my boobs rising with each unsettled breath. I made to say something, but Auden sealed my mouth with his, his lips moving against mine hungrily while his hands slid down my waist until he was gripping my bubble butt. Hard.

I moaned into his mouth when he squeezed my cheeks. Then he pushed my skirt down until it gathered around my heels, and when I felt my legs leave the floor, my arms found his neck immediately, holding on tight while my thighs wrapped themselves around his waist.

"I love my girls desperate, and you are obviously desperate. You're desperate for all of me, aren't you?" His lips moved against my lips again, not giving me a chance to reply to his question. But I didn't want him to let up. I wanted him to kiss the fuck out my lips until I ran out of breath.

I stuck my tongue out and traced it along his lower lip, but he caught my tongue in between his teeth and sucked on it, drawing a helpless moan from my swollen lips in the process.

"See? You're desperate, and I love it!" Auden breathed quietly after releasing my tongue.

"Just fuck me, please," I panted. I was so horny it felt like I might go up in flames any minutes, but it seemed like Auden had other plans.

"No, not yet," Auden drawled, his kiss-swollen lips appearing pinker than they were a moment ago. I guess I had sucked on them pretty hard.

I was already prepared to beg him to just dick me down already, but he chose that particular moment to squeeze my butt cheeks again. He grinned at me before turning around and walking towards his desk with me still clinging to his neck.

He placed me on his second desk, which only held a few files, unlike his main desk, which had a lot of electronics on it. I sat on the edge of the table where he had placed me, feeling awkward all of a sudden. I didn't know if I should take matters into my own hands by stretching out on the desk, spreading my legs like the slut that I was, or just remain seated until he told me what to do.

I didn't have to think long because he was striding back towards me, this time without his suit jacket and tie. I guess he had gone to his main desk to place those items on his work chair to prevent them from getting rumpled. We had a meeting scheduled in a few hours, after all. Funny how we were supposed to be preparing for our meeting, going over our proposal, but instead, here we were doing something no employer and an employee should do.

I guess Auden didn't care about those things since he was the owner of the company. But that train of thought zoomed right out my left ear as Auden fell to his knees before me, his eyes locked on mine.

I didn't dare break eye contact, no matter how hard it got as the seconds slowly passed by.

"Lie down."

I swallowed dryly and proceeded to do what Auden requested. I laid my head on the desk, my feet dangling from the edge. I could feel the tips of my toes, which peeked out from the front of my sandals, brush Auden's hard thighs.

"Part your thighs for me," he commanded. His voice was barely audible, but I heard the words echo in my head.

I took a deep breath as I clenched and unclenched my fingers. There was nothing I could hold onto as I began to part my thighs. I wasn't very bold, so this particular part was obviously hard.

I was used to the guys I was sleeping with parting my thighs themselves before shoving their dicks into me. The majority of the time, I was either drunk or high, so I barely remembered a thing in the morning except for bits and pieces here and there.

"Part your thighs, Ri," Auden repeated, his warm breath hitting the sides of my knees.

I nodded my head in reply as I made to part my thighs. I tried to part them wider, but it seemed like my thighs were stuck. I gave up helplessly, my cheeks burning in embarrassment.

"Your thighs are not parted enough, Ri," Auden pointed out, tsking while raking his gaze up my legs to linger on the underwear-covered apex of my thighs.

I tried parting them more but couldn't manage more than a few inches. I gave up on parting them all the way as color infused my cheeks. I couldn't fucking do something as simple as part my legs. I was sure every other girl he'd been with before had been able to do it in one go...My mind just wasn't letting me do what my body wanted.

Auden tsked again as he placed his large palms on my naked thighs. I shivered at the contact and moaned quietly when he dragged his hands slowly upward, his palms parting my thighs for me.

I wanted to tell him not to bother, that my thighs were refusing to cooperate, but the words seemed to get stuck in my throat. Much to my bewilderment, I felt my legs part under his expert hands. I squirmed under his touch, avoiding his gaze when my thighs parted completely, my knees resting near my arms.

"Fuck," Auden groaned thickly, his gaze fixed on the apex of my thighs. I shifted from side to side under his scrutiny.

"Look at me, Ri."

I opened my eyes and raised my head until I was looking straight into his eyes. I sucked my lower lip into my mouth as I held his gaze. I jumped when I felt his fingers brush against the white underwear covering my core.

I pushed up onto my elbows, just to see what was keeping him so mesmerized down there when it hit me: I was wearing white silk underwear, and I was dripping wet down there, which meant my pussy lips were perfectly outlined, exposed to his gaze.

Upon realizing this, I made to cover my core, but Auden's grip on my legs made it impossible.

"This is so embarrassing," I muttered under my breath as I focused my gaze on the lights in the ceiling.

"No, it's not. It's hot. It's sexy."

I made to snort, all my bravado from when I was sucking his dick nowhere to be seen, when I felt his tongue trace the edge of my folds. I couldn't stop watching him and groaned when he pushed his tongue into me, through my soaked underwear, swiping it up and down.

My hips bucked, but his strong hold didn't leave any room for movement. I fell back onto the desk and moaned loudly when his lips wrapped themselves around my folds and sucked, hard, before letting go.

"Oh, Auden," I shuttered out helplessly when I felt his fingers pulled on my soaked underwear, shoving it to one side. He swiped his tongue over my now naked pussy, the touch feathery and extremely light, which made me arch upwards in anticipation.

Just when I was expecting him to drive me to heaven with his magical lips, a shrill sound pierced the almost silent office. I jolted upwards, my heart beating fast in my chest. I sat up the second Auden hands released their strong hold on my hips as he went towards his main working desk.

Turns out it was his phone that disrupted what we were about to do a minute ago. With my heart still beating fast, I jumped off the desk and wobbled a little on my heels—heels I didn’t even remember I still had on. I stood up and glanced around the office while I ran my fingers up and down my arms, which were enveloped in goosebumps due to the air conditioner, which had been turned on to its highest setting. I didn’t even know I was cold when Auden and I were doing the dirty, I guess some sexual tension gave no room for any other thoughts except the present.

I walked towards my skirt and picked it up then decided to wear it back since I wasn’t in the mood again like I was a few minutes ago. Just as I was zipping up my skirt, Auden's sharp voice made me recoil in fright.

I turned around on my heels until I was facing in his direction. Only he wasn’t even looking at me, which meant his anger wasn’t directed at me but at the person on the other side of the phone.

“So where is she right now?” He barked into the phone as he ran his fingers through his hair and in the next second, he was pulling on the long strands in obvious frustration.

I didn’t know what to do at that moment. Was I supposed to walk towards him and pick up my blouse from the floor beside his main desk where he was currently standing in with his phone positioned on his ear? Or was I supposed to stand in the same spot stupidly in my heels, my skirt, and my bra while I tried to melt into the ground to avoid his upcoming anger, which I could already feel?

I decided on the latter since I just can’t walk towards him to get my shirt, what if he transferred his anger on me on sight? I’d rather stand here in my bra, no matter how stupid I appear.

“Don’t tell me to calm down! Tell me where the fuck she is!” Auden roared angrily while I jumped again in fright, his fingers drumming on the table without any particular rhyme and in the next second, his fingers were slapping against his thighs.

It seemed like I was going to sneak past him in just my bra and escape to my own office, which was just outside this office. At least in there, I’d be able to escape his barely leashed anger.

Just as I was done convincing myself to walk towards the door and away from him, Auden’s chillingly cold voice stopped me once again, but it wasn’t a cold shout this time, it was a cold but quiet “Okay. I’ll be there soon.”

I shivered a little in fright. I felt bad for whoever was on the other side of the phone. It seemed like something bad had happened, like something really bad had happened, and it was no good at all.

The sound of his phone hitting the table made me snap my head up in that direction. Auden had thrown his phone on the table the moment the call ended. He raked his fingers through his hair and let out an anguished sound before leaning over the desk as if he was in pain.

I took a tentative step towards him and stopped in my tracks when he suddenly lifted up from his bent position over the table and slanted me an angry glare.

I tried apologizing, or just saying anything, but my throat seemed to have a mind of its own because nothing came from my parted lips. My mouth just kept opening and closing, repeating the motion again and again like I was a remote-controlled zombie.

“What are you still doing here?” Auden barked, his facial expression getting darker and darker every second and at that very second. I knew that something really bad had happened. He was shutting down all his emotions and, in the process, shutting me out and pushing me away.

Now don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t like he was in love with me or I was in love with him, I mean... heck, we just met four days ago which was on a Monday morning the moment I got promoted to my current position to work with the owner of the company. We weren’t in love with each other, but at least there was a little bit of likeness already blooming between us and I was a hundred percent sure the feeling was mutual.

Something bad must have really happened to have caused this, but I wasn’t a fool and I wasn’t senseless. I knew when I wasn’t wanted in a particular place anymore so I didn’t bother replying to his question, instead I walked towards him slowly, ignoring his gaze the whole time until I was standing beside him.

“Um, you’re standing on my shirt.” I mumble quietly, not bothering to glance up. He looked down and stepped off my shirt immediately without saying a thing. I bent and picked the shirt up, dusting the shirt Incase dirt had somehow managed to cling on it but nothing fell off. I shoved my arms into the shirt and buttoned it up quickly before carefully walking towards the door joining his office with mine.

I stepped out and closed the door quietly behind me, a sick feeling clouding my mind as I made my way towards my seat and sank down into the chair. I felt uncomfortable immediately due to the wet panties slick against my core in an uncomfortable way. I stood up and made my way outside my office and down the quiet hallway, my heels resounding on the beautifully tiled floor, until I got to the women's bathroom, where I made my way into a stall.

I took off my wet panties and cleaned myself up until I felt a little comfortable. The annoyingly wet panties stared at me from their spot on my left hand. I tore out another longer round of tissue and wrapped it around the panties before shoving it into the waste bin and making my way out of the bathroom.

It felt awkward walking around without my panties on, and the cool air blowing around, ghosting over my core, was hella awkward and uncomfortable, but it was better than me walking around with wet underwear and, in the process, having the wet underwear soak through to my skirt.

I pushed on the door handle leading back into my office just as my boss, Auden pulled on it from the inside. Our eyes locked, my cool green colored eyes against his clear blue eyes. He was fucking taller than me, my head was just reaching his chest with me still in my heels. I didn’t want to imagine where I’d reach without my heels on.

When he kept looking at me, his face still baring an angry scowl, I moved aside immediately and he passed my side without saying a word to me, I guess something was really, really wrong.

I stepped inside the office and closed the door behind me, praying to God that nothing really, really bad had happened.

Auden's POV:

I walked briskly down the hallway towards the elevator and impatiently tapped on the buttons repeatedly when the fucking car felt like it wouldn’t get to the 45th floor which was the highest floor in the company. After a few more minutes, the elevator door swished open. I shuffled in and stood at the very edge of the space as it began its journey down to the first floor. The people I met in the elevator greeted me respectfully, but I wasn’t even listening to what they were saying. I was there, but I wasn’t physically there. My whole mind was on her. I was scared for her—for myself.

I strode into the parking lot and slid into the opened seat of my Mercedes and the car drove out of my company towards the hospital. I had texted the address and the time to my driver immediately I ended the call with Tristan, my younger brother.

The car speed was on the highest but it still wasn’t enough, I wanted to be at the hospital already, fuck the rules about not to over speed, I fucking need the speed more than even now.

“Lucas, can you move this car any faster? I need to be at the hospital already.”

“I’m sorry boss but this is the fastest I can go on these streets and since some officers are always situated around here, we just can’t break the over speeding law if not we’d waste more time once we get caught.” Lucas answered smoothly, his speed never breaking and his eyes never losing focus.

“Damnit!” I cursed under my breath as my head fell back against the head rest of the car seat, this is going to take ages before we get to our destination, fuck!

The car finally pulled to a stop at the parking lot of one of the biggest hospitals of Chicago. I alighted the car briskly without waiting on Lucas to get the door for me like he normally does. An average height man dressed in a gateman uniform pulled open the main door leading into the hospital and I slid in without sparing a glance his way.

 

 Tristan, my half-brother, who was already waiting for me on the fifth floor, got to his feet the moment he saw me, walking towards me immediately. We met halfway and I had to force myself from giving into the restless urge to punch him in the guts.

“Where is she?” I demanded of him immediately, not wanting to exchange unnecessary words with him.

“She’s in an emergency surgery. Auden, look...” Tristan was about to say something but I cut him off again.

“What exactly happened?”

“Well, I didn’t even know something was happening until I heard a scream from one of the rooms upstairs. I raced up the stairs immediately only to find Nicole unconscious in a pool of blood. I picked her up and raced to my car, and then I called you once the doctors carted her away for an emergency surgery.” He paused then continued, “I couldn’t call 911 because I couldn’t involve the police too.”

“Fuck.” I ran my left fingers through my black curls and cursed again before turning my attention back to a pale faced Tristan. “Who do you think shot her?”

“I honestly don’t know, the person obviously used a silencer since I didn’t hear a gunshot sound. Also there was no trace of anybody in the room when I got there. Not like I waited to check the place like I was supposed to, I was too worried about Nicole to even check around.”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I cursed on and on, my mind racing over miles in just a second. Who the fuck came up with this stupid plan to shoot my baby sister just to get back at me? Who the fuck is this cursed person?

So help me lord, when I lay my hand on this particular person that gave out this order, I’m going to torture the person for a week at least. I’m going to draw his death on and on until he’s begging me to pull the fucking trigger and end it all.

“Auden?” Tristan called out tentatively. “What?” I barked out harshly.

“Hey, hey. I get that you’re angry, because I am too. But don’t fucking pour your anger on me, man. I could have gotten shot too, you know?” Tristan snapped the words at me, his blank face marred with a little anger. I took in a deep breath and forced myself to calm the fuck down.

 

 It isn’t even his fault that our baby sister got shot at in our home and I shouldn’t even be snapping at him. I should at least start planning our next move with him. Fuck!

“I’m sorry, okay?” I mumbled quietly, my hands were fisted by my side. The urge to punch something just kept getting stronger and stronger.

“It’s fine. I’ll have a word with the security team tonight, they have a lot of explaining to do.” 

“You do that. Where’s Nicolas?”

Nicolas was Nicole's twin. They were both sixteen years old and already had a clear idea of what the family business involved. Nicolas already knows how to perfectly shoot a gun which was why he always accompanied Nicole who just started handling a gun some months ago.

“He had a gym class today which was supposed to end this evening, so he’s definitely with the guys practicing... unless...” He trailed off and widened his eyes while the color that was already returning back into his cheeks faded into thin air. It clicked in my head immediately and I whipped my phone out from my pocket and dialed the phone of Nicolas guard.

Of course, Nicolas had no idea Tristan and I arranged for him to have a bodyguard the moment he started getting involved in the family business if not he would have declined the suggestion since he already believed he was old enough to fend for himself in a fight but Tristan and I knew better than him, so his bodyguard of almost a year still disguise as his trainee, on our orders.

“He isn’t answering his phone,” Tristan started when the phone rang for more than three times without any answer. My blood ran cold, colder than it was when I heard that my baby sister had been shot in her own bedroom—somewhere that was supposed to be her save haven, fuck!

I’m going to have a word with her two bodyguards myself, those incompetent fools.

“Try his number?” I suggested and Tristan did that immediately. I turned away from him and pulled on my hair again, frustration eating the whole of my insides.

“It isn’t going through, Auden. Something has happened to Nicolas!” Tristan rushed out, panic finding its way into his voice.

As if I didn’t figure that out already. Who the guck are these people and what do they want that they had to use my siblings as bait?

Lord, I want to hit something so bad and possibly pound the crap of it until it’s broken into debris before me.

I’ll go to the gym, you stay here and handle things with the doctor. Yeah?” I proposed, hoping to God that nothing bad had happened to Nicholas.

“Auden...” Tristan started quietly, his eyes holding so many words his mouth was unable to say. Tristan wasn’t one to show weakness on a normal basis so instead of waiting on him to say whatever it was that he was about to say, I grasped his shoulder strongly with my right hand and looked straight into his eyes before saying. “He’s going to be alright, yeah? And I’m going to go get him.”

Tristan closed his eyes and shook his head a little as if he was fighting the obvious emotions away from his eyes before nodding his head along with me and muttering a quiet “Yeah.”

I pulled away from him and in the next second, I was back to my emotionless state. I turned away from him without saying a word and exited the building.

***

Lucas drove faster this time, and in no time, we were pulling up at the gymnasium. I alighted the car before it got stopped completely and made my way towards the front door and paused outside the glass door and glanced around. Nothing seemed out of place, the cars were parked neatly in a particular area of the compound and there was no sight of any broken glasses on the floor, nothing to give the people away. I’ve got to give it to them, these people were hella smart, but definitely not smarter than I was.

I pulled out my gun from my trousers and cocked it before screwing on the silencer—ready to be used at a moment's notice. I felt Lucas slid in behind me and corked his gun too. I turned towards him, motioned to the part leading to the back entrance, which led into the gym, and instructed, “You go through the backdoor. I’ll take the front. If you find anything suspicious, hit my phone immediately. Got it?”

“Noted.” Lucas silently did as I ordered and in the next few seconds, had already disappeared from my sight.

I pushed the door of the gym open, wondering where the stupid security team guys were at this very moment. The sight that greeted me the moment I made my way into the training room made a hard breath escape my throat.

Piles of bodies laid on the floor haphazardly against different training instruments and some against and on top each other. Some had gunshot wounds on different parts of their body while some were just unconscious with needles still embedded deep in a particular vein in their various necks.

Blood stained the normally sparkling floors of the gym and a scowl stayed plastered on my face as I made my way past the bodies, my eyes searching frantically for Nicolas. He was my main concern here, that’s the reason why I’m here anyways.

On getting to the far edge of the room, a groaning man who had a gunshot wound to his leg caught my attention and I quickly crouched before him to get a little information out of him.

“Help me please,” The man cried pitifully with his fingers clutching his bleeding foot.

I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at how weak he was and instead continued. “I will, I just need to ask you a few questions.”

A relieved sigh escaped his lips while he nodded his head in agreement, if everything wasn’t so fucked up at this very second, I might have snorted but there was more important stuff to do at the moment than laughing like a deranged fool.

“What happened here?”

“We were just exercising like normal people when I suddenly heard screams around me and before I could turn around, people started dropping to the floor. I think they got injected or something. I also don’t understand why I got shot since I didn’t do anything and the people were definitely not thieves.”

This fucker wasn’t giving me the right information I needed. “You saw them when they were leaving, right?” I demanded impatiently.

“Oh yeah, I did.” He paused and groaned a little in pain before continuing. I looked at his wounded leg, he was losing a lot of blood and with how weak he was, he’d be out cold in a few more minutes.

“They were four guys in number and I think a woman. Oh and they had with them, a young guy. “

“They had a young guy with them?”

“Yes, I think they shot him or something, but he was unconscious so one of the dudes carried him over his shoulders.”

Fuck. That’s probably Nicolas.

“What’s the color of his hair?” I demanded. Nicolas's hair was white in color.

“Erm, I think white or something. That’s weird because it looked like his hair was stained with red, like he got a bleeding head wound or so.”

Fuck, fuck. That’s definitely Nicolas and he’s obviously hurt badly, Fuck!

“Did you see the direction they went through?” I asked instead, already itching to leave this gym and go get my brother.

“No, I didn’t. I was shot, remember?” The man demanded angrily before continuing. “Now can you help me?”

The fuck did this man think he was talking to?

I pushed up to my feet the moment Lucas's voice reached where I was currently crouched at.

“I found something, boss.”

I got to my feet immediately, ignoring the pleas of help from the man and was before Lucas in the next second. “What did you find?”

“A small paper hooked under the windmill Nicolas usually worked on.” 

“Let me have it.”

Lucas handed me the letter and I unfold it immediately. It said:

 

Auden, We have Nicolas, hopefully Nicole wouldn’t be dead at this point. Don't search for us because you won’t find us. Expect our call tonight by 8:00 pm.

-Xobra!