King of the Underworld (RJ Kane)

Chapter 436

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Sephie

Armando had kept one safe completely filled with cash. The other also had cash in it, but had even

more files. He kept detailed files on everyone. Disturbingly detailed files.

Ivan put down one file in front of Adrik when they came back upstairs. “There’s hundreds more files just

like that one in that safe,” he said.

Adrik flipped through the file, his jaw clenching as he turned each page. I could feel him trying to keep

his anger in check with each page he turned. My curiosity got the best of me. I walked to his side,

looking at the information. It was a file on me. There were pictures of me outside the restaurant I used

to work at, outside my apartment, taking Ms. Jackson to the grocery store He had all the details of my

life before I met Adrik.

It didn’t make sense. Adrik got frustrated and closed the file. I stepped to the side and looked at it once

more. “It looks like he hired a private investigator to find out what he could on me. No idea why he

would need to know anything about me, but here we are.” I kept flipping through the information.

“There’s nothing in here about me before I started working at the restaurant. If they were trying to find

something they could blackmail me or control me with, they didn’t look hard enough. I can’t think of

another reason why they would need that information.” We all stood in silence for a few moments,

trying to come up with reasons.

It was Vitaliy that broke the silence. “You said he wanted to sell you when they took you?” I nodded.

“He was seeing how easy it would be to make you disappear. It’s what they commonly do, especially

for girls they think they can get substantial money for. They take the girls with no families. No one

comes looking. He must’ve been planning to sell you for a lot longer than anste realized.”

“Yep, I’m gonna need a minute,” I said, walking quickly to the nearest bathroom. I could feel the bile

rising in my throat as my need to vomit grew stronger. I emptied the contents of my stomach into the

toilet, groaning after several minutes of retching.

Adrik’s warm hand was on my back. “You’re okay, solnishko,” he said, handing me a towel after I

washed my mouth out and splashed water on my face. He kept his arms around me, standing behind

me. My emotions were completely out of control.

“That means that if you hadn’t come to the meeting that night, I would’ve been kidnapped and sold,” I

said, realizing the full gravity of the situation. I thought my stomach was empty. It was not. I leaned over

the toilet, once again ridding my stomach of all of its contents. This time, when I stood up and looked at

Adrik, I could see the look of surprise that meant my eyes had done something unexpected.

“You don’t feel scared right now,” he said, looking at my eyes. He looked closer, inhaling sharply. He

said, “they’re not the normal white anymore. This one is different.” He pointed to the mirror to get me to

look. “What were you thinking about? Only that they could’ve gotten to you if I hadn’t been at that

meeting?” he asked as I looked at my eyes in the mirror.

He was right. It was different. Before, anytime they went white, there was still a hint of blue around my

pupils and the outside of my iris. This time, the areas that were blue were now closer to black, making

the white stand out even more.

I looked at Adrik, who was behind me, in the mirror. “It wasn’t just what would’ve happened if you Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

hadn’t come to that meeting. It was also about how much I wanted to make Sal pay for even

considering he could do that to me.”

Adrik smirked at me, taking my hand. “Keep thinking about that for a minute h ore,” he said, leading me

back to the kitchen. The guys were confused at Adrik’s expression when we came back out. “New

color. Look,” he said, pulling me in front of him so the guys could see.

“Whoa. That’s slightly easier to take than the normal white though,” Misha said.

“What were you thinking about to make this one happen, spider monkey?” Andrei asked.

Adrik chuckled. “Revenge.”

The guys couldn’t hide their smiles when Adrik told them. Misha looked at me, his wide smile across

his face. “Gazelle, I keep thinking I couldn’t possibly love you any more and you prove me wrong each

time. I love you so much right now,” he said, wrapping his arms around me and picking me up in a bear

hug. I couldn’t help but laugh.

As he set me down, I said, “if you guys hadn’t shown up to that meeting, I would’ve been kidnapped

and sold. I’m gonna make Sal pay for thinking he

could do that to me.”

Vitaliy laughed. “You were made for my son, sladkaya. You couldn’t be any more perfect. Truly.”

“Who else does Armando have files on? Who wants to bet that Sal has the same thing in his house?

Has anybody checked that place since be left?” I asked.

“Nobody went to his house. He still has his security there. We all know Armarido never took his security

seriously,” Viktor said.

“How could he? He was too busy spending money on private investigators to follow me around,” I said,

my anger clearly coming out, causing everyone to laugh.

“See, Ilya? The black eyes aren’t always intimidating. Sometimes they make her extra funny, Stephen

said. Ilya laughed quietly, still not completely convinced there was nothing to worry about.

“We didn’t take the time to look through all the files. Yours was near the top Ivan said.

“At least I won’t have to fund his time in the home. He can fund himself. The cash that’s in those safes

should be plenty to cover the expenses. We can find him a very chatty roommate to keep him

company,” Adrik said.

“I think Vitaliy should take pictures at his house and send them to him. Give him something to look at,” I

said. “Do you like Naples, Vitaliy? He has another house there. Lots of artwork in that one, too. Unless

a certain someor has taken it all by now, in which case, good for her.”

“You’re taking Armando’s house, Vitaliy?” Ivan asked.

“Da. I’ve decided to stay in the city a little longer. I need a place. You guys mate it too easy for my men.

They’re all getting soft staying here,” he said.

“If you need someone to help you furnish it, take Sephie. She LOVES shopping Misha said, laughing.

“Do not listen to him, Vitaliy. He for some reason hates me right now,” I said, glaring at Misha.

Vitaliy laughed. “Don’t worry, sladkaya. I know you better than you might think,” he said, winking at me.

The following morning, we were all in the gym. Stephen still felt insanely good. He walked up to both

me and Misha as everyone was finishing up. asking. “I know you guys haven’t run in the city since you

two were attacked, but what if we both go with her?”

Misha looked at me. “Do you think your lung is up to trying that now? We can go really short the first

time.”

“Yes, please go really short. I know I’m going to regret bringing this up.” Stephen said.

I thought for a minute. Ivan and Adrik had both been listening to the conversation. I wasn’t going if they

weren’t okay with it. “If I take both of them, do you two feel okay with me going?” I asked both Adrik and

Ivan.

They were both quiet for a moment, contemplating. Viktor had also been watching and listening. He

walked up with Ilya, after having a quick conversation with him. “Take Ilya, too. He likes to run. He can

keep up.”

1 looked back at Adrik and Ivan. They both conceded. “Keep it short and stay diese to the building. I’m

more worried about your lung than I am anything else,” Adrik told me.

“I know. Me too,*1 responded.

I looked at Stephen and Ilya. “I feel like you guys are going to grow to hate me if this becomes a regular

thing, but let’s go.”

Adrik caught Misha before we left, quietly telling him to keep an eye on my breathing. “She hasn’t done

it in a while, but she starts to panic if she can’t catch her breath. Get her back here immediately if that

happens,” he said,

“Don’t worry, Boss. I’m only letting her go around the block this time,” Misha said. He jogged toward the

elevator to catch up to the rest of us.

“You’re very bossy. But I love you for it,” I told Adrik before we left. I could feel him trying not to worry

about me as the doors to the elevator closed.