Allison
Hanging up the phone with Jas, I couldn’t stop the anger coursing through . For him to honestly think he could just speak to however he wanted to was beyond insane. I was, once upon a ti, the only woman he loved, and since the mont that little whore Becca stepped into our lives, I had completely lost control of him.
Pacing around my living room, I took in the fading decor and the unfortunate end to the lavish lifestyle I had once lived. I had lost so much over the past few years and all because Jas didn’t understand the needs I had.
He had been gone all the ti traveling overseas, and with the many photos I constantly had seen of him with other won, it was hard for to believe he wasn’t cheating on . So, in a mont of weakness, I had slept with sobody else. It wasn’t anything serious. It was a one ti thing, and yet, Jas never forgave for what I had done.
Even though I had forgiven him so many tis over the transgressions against he had caused, it was as if he could do no wrong. He was so arrogant, so stuck up, and right now, we had more important things to worry about, but he still had hatred for .
And the only thing I was trying to do was to show him Becca wanted nothing but his money. She would take everything from him in the end, and he would be left with nothing, which ant Tally and I would be left with nothing.
I gripped a wine glass in my hand as so much frustration ran through , I tossed the wine glass at the wall and watched as the red liquid sprayed everywhere and the glass shattered, falling to the floor beneath it.
“F*ck!” I scread out in frustration.
There was no coming back from the conversation I had with him. If this was how he was going to be, I was going to have to take drastic asures to ensure he saw how serious I was about nding things with him. I would have to get rid of the complications.
The sa complications that walked through the door at the beginning of sumr with my daughter.
I had always told Tally that girl was no good, and even though she seed sweet and innocent, I knew she wasn’t.
She was the devil and would have to be dealt with accordingly.
Becca was nothing but a burden to us all, and I would have the last laugh in this situation.
Picking up my phone, I scrolled through the numbers until I found the one na that I wanted to call. Sergie, the Russian mafia leader who had once done business with my ex-husband.
Jas warned not to have contact with the man, but I wasn’t going to listen. Sergie adored in every way and had constantly told so the entire ti Jas and he had done business.
Even Sergie’s wife and I got along quite wonderfully.
That was until the divorce, and she found it beneath her to talk to sobody in the sa situation as I was. Self-centered bitch.
“Allison, what do I owe the pleasure of your phone call?” Sergie asked as he answered the phone.
“I talked to Jas, and I believe you had soone that went to talk to him as well. He is so stubborn that he doesn’t want to change anything.”
“I know this is a complication, and I wish that things didn’t have to co to this, but I’m going to have to take action against him. I do hope that you understand.” Sergie wasn’t a man to play around with. I knew what was going to co of this, and the fear of it happening rolled through like a thundering wave.
“Wait. Don’t take it out on Jas. It isn’t his fault. There are complications behind his decisions that need to be taken care of. Once they are sorted, he will willingly make the right choice. I know he will,” I replied with desperation in my tone.
There was silence on the other end of the line, but the small, subtle noises of his thinking ca through clearly. “I see, and these complications... do they have anything to do with the pretty little girl that he was seen with in Miami?”
“You an the whore he was sleeping with that happened to be my daughter’s best friend? Yes, she is the complication. She has clouded his judgnt. She is making it to where he doesn’t think properly about anything that he does. All he’s thinking about is his d*ck.”
Laughter escaped Sergie from the other end of the line, and I felt myself a bit shocked he would laugh at a matter like this. It was a very serious situation that had to be handled.
“Allison, you are definitely a woman from my own heart. Your jealousy and your vision for vengeance is quite enticing. You would have made a wonderful wife for a Russion had the situation presented itself to you.”
Feeling slightly uncomfortable, I tried to put the happiest tone in my voice that I could. “Thank you, Sergie. I do appreciate that. But how can we fix this?”
“So eager, little wolf,” he replied in an amusing voice. “You don’t need to worry about this. What you need to worry about is finding your daughter that I hear has gone missing. I’m sure there are ways I could possibly help you find her. Though it would cost you, if you’re interested.”
“Cost . I don’t understand. You know where she is?”
“I’m sure that I can find her,” he replied with a chuckle in the phone that was so deep and sinister that my skin crawled. “However, as I said, there is a cost.”
“What is it that you’re wanting, Sergie?” I asked, already knowing what he was going to say.
Sergie was an older man, but he was very well known for having a particular taste in things, and coming to him, asking him for a favor, was not going to be sothing he would do for free.
“I would like for you to co spend a weekend with , Allison. My wife is going to be preoccupied, and, as a man with needs, I would love the opportunity to finally get to taste you. It has been a very long ti since you were underneath my palm.”
The comnt he made was as if I had actually slept with him, which, in reality, I hadn’t.
What he was referring to was a convention we had years ago during a cocktail hour. He had approached , offering to have a fun evening, however at the ti, I was absolutely in love with Jas and so young, so I declined.
It didn’t an he didn’t try to approach more than once, though. He was persistent.
However, he wasn’t the kind of man that would willingly take sothing that wasn’t freely given. He enjoyed being able to hold under his thumb right now. He wanted begging on my knees for his help and willing to submit to him in order to get it.
I may have been a proud woman, but the situation was serious.
I needed Becca taken care of, and this was the only way to do it.
“You want to sleep with you in order for to get your help? In order to handle Becca and also find my daughter?”
“Essentially, yes,” Sergie replied, causing my heart to all but stop.
“I understand my situation, but is there really no other way that we could go about this?”
“You have no other way to receive help from unless I get sothing in return, Allison. Do not act like you’re afraid of . I have seen the venom that you have spit at people for many years, and I find you to be the viper that I need to sustain my own hunger. So the question honestly is, Allison....do you want to submit to the devil in order to earn his favor?”
Did I want to submit to him?
No, absolutely not, but I didn’t really have another choice, and though so people would have looked at as if I was the evil one in all of this, I was just a woman who did not like change.
A woman who wanted life to be as it was without outsiders interfering in personal affairs.
“I will spend the weekend with you, Sergie. If you are able to handle the situation, I’m sure there are things that we can agree further on in person.”
My response was short, but it had a aning that caused him to laugh like I had never heard.
He was excited with the notion he would have for the weekend after so many years of declining his offers. I may have been older, but I was beautiful for my age.
In the end, though, there would be only one way out of this, and that way would be having to kneel before him as he wanted.
“Wonderful. Prepare yourself. I will pick you up later tonight.”
“Later tonight?” I questioned with confusion on my face as I furrowed my brows and stopped pacing my living room. “I thought that you wanted to spend a weekend with you.”
“Why would we wait? After all, you have a debt with , and therefore, I will collect on it sooner rather than later. Is there a problem with that?”
Swallowing deeply, I tried to catch my breath, and as I stood there staring blankly at the wall in front of , I knew my fate was sealed.
“There’s no problem at all. Let’s go ahead and schedule for around nine or so tonight. Would that be okay? That way, I have enough ti to prepare myself and pack my bags. Plus, I’m sure you have calls to make after our conversation...”
“Indeed,” he replied with light amusent. “I will have soone co to collect you, then.”
As soon as the phone hung up, I slumped onto my sofa, letting everything soak in.
I had just done sothing I never thought I would do. I had signed my soul over to the devil to get what I wanted, and if it cost blood, then so be it.
Becca’s blood would run the streets of Miami by the ti I got done with her.
I would have my revenge.
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