Chapter 4

• Ruiz Giovanni
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• I had no idea what made me attracted to the girl but I just knew I couldn’t let her go. She didn’t even tell me what her name was but I asked my PI to find out everything about her.
• There wasn’t a lot of information about her on the internet. But I made do with the ones I could find. I knew I was in for a long ride. I mean, I killed her parents and she wasn’t going to forgive me for that.
• Maybe if I had seen how beautiful she had grown to be, I would have spared their lives. Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t regret killing Mr. Martinez for a second. He stole from me and he deserved it.
• “Are you sure about keeping her in your house?” Lorenzo asked as we made our way to the car. We had an emergency business meeting to attend.
• “There’s something special about …. .”
• Lorenzo cut me short before I could even finish my sentence. “Oh please, there’s nothing special about her.” He responded in a mocking tone.
• I wouldn’t blame him. I always said that whenever I found a new bitch. But it was different this time. I knew she was different when I hesitated to kill her. I never hesitate to kill someone.
• I let out a loud sigh. “I have no idea. But I can’t shake off this feeling.”
• Lorenzo raised an eyebrow. “You’re playing with fire, Ruiz. She is the daughter of the man you killed. She is going to destroy you the first chance she gets.”
• He was right but I didn’t care. I would never let my guard down and I was always prepared for whatever. I didn’t consider that girl as a threat to me.
• I shrugged. “I’m willing to take that risk and I can’t change my mind no matter what,” I said and Lorenzo snorted.
• “You’re not even making sense. You’re the one who says emotions are a weakness. Now you’re acting like a lovesick puppy.” Lorenzo cleared his throat. “You know we can’t entertain any distractions right now.”
• I glared at him. “Shut up, Lorenzo. You don’t know what you’re talking about.”
• I wasn’t acting like a lovesick puppy. Yes, the girl was attractive with her piercing brown eyes and long black hair. But it wasn't about love.
• Lorenzo’s voice cut through my reverie. “Ruiz, focus. We have a meeting to get to.”
• I shook my head, clearing my thoughts. “Right. Let’s go.”
• We got into the car and throughout the ride, my mind kept wandering back to Ava. What was so special about her and why did I care so much?
• After a thirty-minute drive, we got to the location of the meeting. All the Primeras in the city were asked to show up for an emergency meeting.
• I knew I was the cause of the meeting.
• As usual, the meeting didn’t take long. It was a brief one.
• We only gathered to find who was going to supply the territories of Mr Martinez and the other irrelevant people I had killed.
• Word got around fast and everybody knew it was me who murdered them but nobody had the courage to say something to me.
• They knew damn well it would be the last time they speak if they tried confronting me. I still hadn’t retrieved the drugs and money they stole from me, so I had to ask the new Primeras of those territories to hand it over to me in less than twenty-four hours.
• After the meeting, Lorenzo and I stopped at our regular spot for lunch before heading back home. I dropped him off at his house before going back to the house.
• On my way back home, I called Carla to come over. I needed company and we’d been having casual sex recently.
• As soon as I got home, it didn’t take more than fifteen minutes before Carla arrived at the house. Carla wanted me all to herself but she knew it wasn’t possible.
• I always advised whoever I was fucking not to catch feelings because I might end things at any moment. My schedule was too hectic for romantic entanglements and I was emotionally unavailable.
• Before going downstairs to meet her in the guest room, I stopped by Ava’s room to check up on her. I had asked the chef to add sleeping pills to her breakfast.
• I couldn’t risk her running away when I was out for my business meeting. Luckily enough, she was still fast asleep when I checked her room.
• On my way out, I closed the door gently so I wouldn’t disrupt her sleep. She looked so peaceful and everything about her was intriguing.
• I let out a deep sigh and made my way downstairs. Carla was already undressed when I opened the door. I was impressed by what was in front of me.
• Without hesitation, I walked over to the bed where she sat in a seductive red lingerie. I ran my hand over her body with a mischievous smirk.
• I started kissing her but my face formed into a frown when my mind wandered back to Ava. The image of her sleeping peacefully in her room came replaying in my head.
• I tried to shake off the memory.
• After undressing and wearing a condom, Carla lay down on the bed and I moved my dick up and down her clit, collecting her arousal as lubrication.
• Carla was making too much noise, so I kissed her to shut her up. She was too loud and I didn’t need to hear all that. I was hard as fuck and I needed a release.
• I lined up my cock at her entrance and was just about to push in when my phone suddenly rang. I glared at the small device on the nightstand as though my scowl would stop it from ringing, but it didn’t.
• “Ignore it.” She whimpered and I nodded. I didn’t need any distractions.
• “Where were we?”
• In response, she extended her arm to me. I pulled her up so she was in a sitting position and made her straddle me. I wrapped my hand around her hair and pulled on it, baring her neck for me to suck on.
• I placed my hands on her hips and she lifted them slightly. Slowly, but surely, she sat back on me, fully taking me in. She threw her head back and started riding dutifully when I heard footsteps at the door, accompanied by a gasp before the footsteps started retreating.
• Looking back, I realized I had forgotten to close the door properly. I sighed in frustration and put on my pants before going to see who it was.
• My eyes narrowed in confusion when I saw it was Ava.
• She had a puzzled expression on her face.
• “What do you want?” I arched a brow at her. She was the same person sleeping a few minutes ago. My visit to her room must’ve woken her up.
• “You don’t lock doors while having sex?” I didn’t miss the disgusted expression that was registered on her face. “I’m ready to leave.” She added.
• Didn’t she understand what was going on? She was being held captive and I wasn’t ready to let her go. “I’m busy, quit lurking around and go back to your room.”
• I was about to turn around when she held my hand tightly.
• “Didn’t you hear me the first time? I need to leave this place. I want to go back home!” She commanded in a fierce tone.
• I couldn’t help but laugh.
• “Give me a minute.” I excused myself and went into the room to grab my phone. She was still standing in the same position when I returned.
• Her pupils dilated in shock and she gasped when I showed her a recording on my phone. “It’s either you stay here with me or you go and I kill them.”
• “You sick bastard!” She yelled at me and before she could say anything else, I walked back into the room and slammed the door at her face.