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“Of course, you don’t have to believe me by any means, but I found your email address, and the proof should be with you now.” She was quiet. “Oh, and fuck you, bitch.”
I slammed on the brakes, despite being on the highway, and ignored the honking behind me. If any of those people tried to approach me right now, they would end up with a bullet between their eyes.
With shaky hands, I unlocked my phone, and just as Brianne had said, I had an email waiting. Immediately, I opened it and began reading.
Every single meeting between my father and Davorin, every single record of their phone calls, and every single money transaction was detailed in the document Brianne had sent me. I skimmed through it, as I wasn’t in the right state to read it properly, but she had everything in there.
When I was sixteen, my father had given me a little more… freedom. I wasn’t as locked up as I used to be, and I learned how to be indifferent, just like he’d told me to. However, that freedom had come with a price.
On a hot August day, I’d been training with Aleksei outside. We tried our best not to ruin Mom’s rose garden, though we were able to salvage only so much—one of us always ended up tangled in the thorns or crushing the flowers.
My instincts had been heightened. I’d sensed that something was very wrong, but it had been too late. By the time I’d detected the sniper, who was positioned far behind me, unable to see more than a sliver of my face, the bullet had pierced my chest. It missed my heart but barely, and only because Aleksei pushed me to the ground after the bullet left the gun.
The hitman was good, and if I hadn’t moved, I would’ve been dead.
Everyone assumed it was Aleksei he was after, but it had never been proved. The hitman had disappeared, with his gun, and was never heard from or seen again.
And as I stared at the file, I understood why. Bogdan had been the one who was supposedly tracking him down, and when Aleksei and Dominik had wanted in, he’d given them false information to throw them off the trail.
“You motherfucker,” I breathed.
I couldn’t think, and I couldn’t see. My eyes were filled with tears of anger. My jaw was trembling, my teeth gritted together. No amount of breathing techniques could calm me down. The more I tried, the worse it became.
Blood boiled in my veins, fury like I’d never felt before filling my mind and soul. Hell, my bones were coated with an indescribable amount of rage, every part of me screaming to just kill him and get it over with.
I’d made a mistake. It hadn’t been easy, but I had ended up trusting him. I should’ve known he wasn’t the person I should’ve entrusted my heart to. Within a minute, it had shattered to pieces.
Slowly, I started the car again. The tears never stopped falling, and the rage intensified the faster I drove. If this reckless driving didn’t kill me, then Davorin would. That bastard had a lot of nerve, and it only reminded me of who’d I become.
He’d managed to tame me, to poison my mind into thinking I wanted to be someone he’d like. A loud scream pierced the air at the mere thought of my stupidity. Oh, how did I allow myself to fall into his trap?
I was breathing heavily—it was as if someone had their hand around my throat, preventing me from getting enough air. I placed my hand on my heart and was terrified by how fast it was racing.
My whole body was shaking, and my mind kept telling me that it was all my fault. I’d known there was something weird about him, yet I’d ignored it. Whenever I’d grown suspicious, he’d given me the attention I craved, and it had made all of my doubts take a back seat.
I laughed loudly.
“Oh my, oh my.” A wide grin spread over my face, the bloodshot eyes I could see in the rearview mirror only bringing me satisfaction. “How quickly things have changed.”
An idea popped into my head. The fury wasn’t going to leave my body, not any time soon. It was a decision I made impulsively, but I didn’t care. I needed to end his miserable, pathetic life.
No one toyed with me and got away with it.
I laughed again.
It pained me how stupid I’d been. Davorin, on the other hand, was a very calculating man and he must’ve seen this coming. This wasn’t something he could’ve kept from me forever. And when I remembered that I’d planned to invite him with me when I escaped, a whole new level of rage burned in me.
I was mad at myself, mad at that motherfucker for thinking he’d be able to play with me then kill me once he got bored.
My knuckles turned white from the grip I had on the steering wheel. I made a detour and returned to the city. Davorin only cared about one person, and that person was dying sooner than I’d thought I’d be forced to make it happen.
I dialed a phone number I never thought I’d have to use again. After a minute of ringing, my anger growing from impatience, the call went through.
“What do you need?”
Xenia’s voice was flat. A moment later, I heard her munch on something whilst she waited for me to respond.
“Listen to me very carefully, Xenia,” I threatened. I heard her gasp at the tone of my voice. “You’re going to do something for me, and I swear to God, if you so much as even think about telling Dominik, I will detour and come kill you. Do you fucking understand me?”
