I woke up in an unfamiliar room –
the girl from that night vanished into thin air.
My friend Aurelius approached me cautiously:
"Dude, where've you been? You said you'd take that call, then disappeared."
I hesitated, still smelling her scent in the room:
"Something came up. I needed to leave."
Aurelius raised an eyebrow:
Zane, our tech expert, walked in:
"Find the girl named…?"
I realized I didn't even know her name.
A black pin on the nightstand caught my eye –
"Aubrey V." engraved on it.
My mind flashed back to her piercing gaze:
Zane looked at me curiously:
I instructed him:
"Find who Aubrey V is. ASAP."
Wherever you are, I'll find you, Aubrey…
Here is the next part of Chapter 6:
Another buzz filled the room – my phone.
I glanced at the screen – Dad.
I answered curtly:
"Zup!"
A pause, then a warning cold voice:
"Is that how you'll talk to your father, Laurel?"
I sighed, softening my tone:
"What's the matter?"
My father's serious voice replied:
"Go home. We'll talk."
I hung up, already moving towards the door.
Aurelius called out:
"Everything okay?"
I nodded without turning back:
"Family meeting. Stay here, guys."
The golden gates of Anderson Empire opened before me.
My heavy footsteps echoed on the marble floor.
My mom, Daisy, greeted me with a warm smile:
"Finally, you're here."
She gave me a gentle smack on the cheek.
I leaned against the sofa beside her, facing Dad:
"So, what's the emergency?
Dad began, his voice grave:
"Grayson couple died."
My eyes widened slightly – our greatest rival fallen.
I processed the news before asking calmly:
Who could have pulled that off…?
Dad continued:
"According to Alaeric Grayson, their son,
his parents were killed by people hired by Moore's daughter—Lysandra."
I raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the twist.
Mom faced me, adding:
"Ricky confirmed Alaeric's statement is valid.
They presented evidence.
Lysandra's sister left Moore's household after Lysandra spoke out against arranged marriage during dinner."
Rival families devouring each other – how deliciously ironic…
I remained silent, letting them continue.
Mom stood up, pacing slowly:
"I don't believe Lysandra did this.
My guts say they're scheming against her back to bring her down and grab Moore's property after Mildred left."
Dad countered:
"Still—
I interrupted calmly:
"Still nothing, Father. I'll look into this.
I promise to update you both on the truth behind this matter."
Dad nodded slightly, accepting my involvement.
I let out a heavy breath, excusing myself:
"I need some air."
I walked to the balcony near my room,
overlooking the city skyline.
My mind wandered back to that lustful night…
Aubrey's piercing gaze, her soft skin, her mysterious aura.
I felt my manhood hardened again. Fuck this nightmare.
With no choice, entered the room and started thrusting my hand into my manhood imagining having her doing blowjob.
Moaned filled the room.
My phone buzzed – Zane's text:
"Found Aubrey V. CEO of Levenian Corp's new engineer.
Real name: Aubrey Velazquez.
Lysandra's sister."
My eyes narrowed. This just got interesting…
Just imagining you, and now you're here.
"Do I bring her to your place? "
Zane asked, awaiting my command.
"Yes, I'm coming."
No second thought – I left my house to head to my mansion.
Minutes later, Zane presented her:
A girl with wavy hair, petite – only 5'3".
Her aura seemed different from that night…
I approached her slowly:
"You're—"
She interrupted, voice confident:
"Aubrey V. The V stands for Velazquez, my surname." She stated calmly, eyes locked on mine.
But something was off…
Her scent – familiar yet different.
I frowned slightly:
"You changed your perfume? "
She walked closer to me, voice low: "Yes… I did."
Not long ago, she would have kissed me passionately.
Now, she seemed cautious… until suddenly she didn't.
She cupped my face and kissed me fiercely, inserting her tongue like there was no tomorrow.
But everything about this kiss felt wrong:
Her scent, lips, skin – all different.
My palm connected with her cheek, pushing her back.
Her eyes watered – tears of surprise and fear:
"What's wrong with you! " she blurted out.
I clicked the safety off my hidden gun, eyes cold:
"You dare to decieve me?
My voice was icy, menacing: "Don't you know me? "
She stuttered, tears streaming down her face:
"I... I was just following orders. Please believe me… I was just doing my job! "
Grayson's name echoed in my mind again…
My grip on the gun tightened: "Since you're here, then let's continue what you started."
I stepped closer, my free hand grasping her wrist:
"Take me to your employer. Now."
She trembled, nodding vigorously: "Y-yes… I'll take you to Mr Steve… But there's someone else… someone who wants you dead."
My eyes narrowed
"Grayson wants you dead! " she blurted. As expected. Smile plastered on my face as come closer onto her.
I held her head, pressed my lips onto her savoring her mouth.
Guiding her from the floor to sofa. Pull off her underwear and no wasted time, enter my manhood onto her.
Her loud moan echoed the whole place, savoring it's pleasure. Sucking her nipples while trusting inside of her.
She didn't know where to face because of the pleasure I've given to him.
Everytime I trust mine into her, all I ever imagine was the scenario from that night, the moan itself was I think I heard this time.
Traitor wasn't friend of mine. Lying is one I hated the most. Same as what my Grandfather's says, liar will never be a friend of you.
The evening air was calm, yet my mind raced.
I stood by the window, lost in thought, when Zane approached:
"Handled, Mr. Anderson." He breathed heavily, as if he'd been running.
My eyes narrowed slightly:
"Find the real Aubrey V. If anyone deceives me again… say hello to Satan for me."
Zane nodded and left. I thought he was loyal…
My guard, Yvonne, interrupted my thoughts:
"Sir, there's a package at the gate."
I walked to the gate, curiosity piqued.
A box waited for me – unmarked and mysterious.
I opened it cautiously, unsure what to expect.
My blood ran cold:
A dead cat lay inside, its head severed from its body.
A letter attached to the cat's paw caught my eye:
"She will never be yours!"
No signature, but the message was clear:
Someone knew about my obsession with Aubrey V.
My grip on the box tightened – who dared threaten me?
Suddenly, my phone buzzed – Zane's text:
"Found a lead on Aubrey V. Meet me at Ylvis Corporation."
My heart raced. Finally, I'd find her…
I arrived at Ylvis Corporation, rushing to Zane:
"What's the lead? Tell me everything."
Zane briefed me quickly:
"Aubrey Valentine – real name matches the initial. Works here as an engineer. But there's more: She's Director Ming's new favorite employee."
My eyes narrowed. Director Ming again…
Suddenly, a scream pierced the air:
A woman rushed out of the building, frantic:
"Aubrey's been kidnapped! Right from the parking lot!"
My heart skipped a beat. I grabbed Zane:
"Let's move. We're getting her back."
Her eyes fluttered closed, body going limp.
I caught her, holding her close: "Aubrey, you're safe now!"
But she was already unconscious.
I looked up at Zane: "Get the car. Now. We're taking her to my place."
Zane rushed off, returning with the vehicle.
I laid Aubrey gently in the backseat, then turned to Zane: "Tell my doctor to meet us at the mansion. Aubrey needs medical attention… and protection."
Aubrey's eyes locked onto mine, filled with terror:
"Where am I?"
Suddenly, glass shattered everywhere – my mansion's windows exploded!
Bullets flew totards us – Aubrey screamed!
I shielded her, pulling her down: "Zane, return fire! NOW!"
But then I saw him again.