Chapter 16 Wrong Move Dominic


    This fucking stupid manhunt was killing him. He needed to be with his detka. It has been days and he


    fucked up. Big time.


    Making things right should be his goddamn priority. The remorse and guilt he felt every time he held her


    in his arms while she slept was eating him alive.


    He was aware she was confused by his actions and most likely hurt. It was never his intention. These


    were new emotions he needed to figure out on his own.


    The insecurities, damning, was eating him alive. How to tell her he was sorry? Because of his


    arrogance and carelessness, she almost died. He had not forgiven himself for what had happened.


    He and Alec will wrap this up and go home. He needed to be by her side. Fuck it! He was turning into a


    sappy old fool.


    Special ns were in ce. To be executed the next time he saw his beautiful angel.


    He will treat his baby with a nice romantic dinner, go down on his knees and ask her to marry him.


    Begged if needed be. No more arguments and no more high handedness. At least with the


    engagement part.


    The heirloom ring was ready. And the time was right. He would be home by tomorrow at thetest.


    Excitement was an understatement. It was more than that.


    Dominic nced at his general. "Is my Boeing ready?" It was a fruitful trip even though he had to be


    away from Beau for a few days. Two more traitors had been eliminated from his list.


    They lost track of the assassin but he was confident they will have his location soon.


    The fuckers were so shortsighted to have thought they could get away from him. Him, A Mafia Tzar?


    The Comando Vermelho or Red Commando was more than happy to hand them over to pay for their


    crimes.


    All the mafia leaders, in any country, will do the same for The Butcher to avoid his wrath.


    "Yes, tzar. It always is. But..." Amusement yed in Alec''s eyes. He was fully aware Dominic was


    eager to go home. His steel gaze narrowed. "You have a meeting with the Leader of Red Commando


    tonight."


    Motherfucker! And it tended tost until the early hours of the morning because of the party. A lot of


    expensive booze, drugs, and Brazilian models will be present. Not that he intended to fuck a pussy that


    night or any other night.


    He had his own pussy waiting for him back home and he aspired to be faithful to her. Even though they


    couldn''t be intimate just yet because of her healing wound, he was content with cuddling with her for


    the time being.


    Shit! Reformed scoundrels do make the best husbands.


    If SHE epts you.


    The fuck! Of course, she will.


    "We will leave by midnight," he growled. Eager to have his detka in his arms soon.


    ________________


    Dinara


    Mafia Princess


    Shitty shit! She can''t believe she pulled it off.


    Not a guard on sight. All frantic to reach the nearest toilet. Dinara giggled. Now, she knew which


    Her father or her brother will tan her hide for this. She snorted. She didn''t care. There was only one


    important word ying in her mind.


    F R E E D O M!!!


    "Shhh...stop giggling, Dinara." Lizzie whisper-yelled at her while Beau tagged at her lose long sleeve


    shirt.


    "Come on. We take the ck SUV. You have your own cards with you, yeah?" They both nodded.


    Dinara and the girls were in their nightclothes. They didn''t bring extras with them, needing only their


    wallets. Anything else they could buy when they reached their destination. The question was, where?


    "We hide at my cottage?"


    She nced at Beau and tried to suppress herughter. Her future sister inw was nervous as hell but


    excited at the same time. She kept ncing at her surroundings as if she expected Dominic to appear


    out of nowhere.


    Who wouldn''t be? They had escaped a highly guarded mansionmanded by her brother. She


    should get awarded for this. Or not. She grimaced. Better think of the consequences when they were


    found.


    Well, they had better make the most of this.


    "They will find us there easily. I have a ce in mind." Oh, yes! And what a ce it would be. They


    could stay there for days. She''ll give it three days tops before they were found.


    That will be thest ce her brother will expect them to hide. She hoped so.


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    "Surprise!!!"


    "Isn''t this amazing?!" Dinara gushed. Her twopanions were speechless and shocked, their eyes


    wandered to the beauty of this dreand.


    They had checked in to an exclusive vi where they requested not to be disturbed.


    It took them six hours and twenty minutes to drive from San Francisco to Anaheim. Where the closest


    Disnend was.


    "God, yes! It''s my first time here." Beau whispered in awe. Her eyes on the chocte store then she


    gagged. Her brows furrowed in disgust. "Can we find the nearest pastry shop? I want some berry pies.


    I''m hungry."


    In response, her stomach growled loudly.


    Dinara threw Lizzie a puzzled nce. She shrugged. Beau was always hungry during the road trip.


    They stopped at convenience stores several times and all she ate were either fruit tarts or berry pies.


    "Ok. But we have to go shopping after breakfast before we visit the amusement parks. I have a lot on


    my bucket list." Eager dainty hands rubbed in anticipation. The trio agreed. Impatient to start with their


    activities. Thank God or she would have dragged them both by their ears.


    They went to the closest McDonald''s - Beau again ate five hot apple pies with vani ice cream- then


    they visited the shopping district. The girls and she knew they stink and they needed a change of


    clothes.


    Thedy owner almost had a heart attack when they entered one of the expensive shops in Orange


    County in their pajamas. But one look at their ck cards had put her worries to rest, assuring her that


    they were not juveniles. Or maybe they were. Who the fuck cares?


    In under two hours, they had everything they needed. New cell phones and three brand new DSLRs.


    Plus tons of cut off shorts and t-shirts.


    They were dressed like any tourist.


    Disnend will be their bed of oysters. They had at least a few days to make the most of it before her


    brother found them.


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    Dominic


    A throbbing headache the size of Texas was bothering him, making him clench his jaw. Fucking


    massive migraine from all the mundane business deals.


    He wanted this over and done with. "How much do you propose, De Silva?"


    "Fifteen percent, tzar." The leader held his breath.


    Good. He had killed lesser men for demanding preposterous cut but since he was impatient and


    wanted this done yesterday...


    "Twelve and that''s final." Dominic''s hard gaze narrowed, daring the gang leader to protest. He was not


    feeling so magnanimous right now, he might still blow the fucker''s head off.


    De Silva slowly grinned in delight from the bargain, the tension in the room vanished just as quickly.


    Dominic calcted how much it will cost him. Bearable. Ok then. 11.2 million euros every week was


    nothing as long as his billions worth of shipments were safe.


    "As a token of my gratitude..." De Silva pped his hands and a horde of women approached them.


    Each and everyone was beautiful and lustrous but hell no.


    The Russian tzar dismissed them, ignoring their disappointed expression and waved them to Alec''s


    direction but his general shook his head as well. Was he missing something here? His friend never


    shunned from free eager pussies before. Just as well, he was eager to leave.