King of the Underworld by RJ Kane

Chapter Three Hundred Thirty-Eight

Sephie

It was two more days before Viktor got more information from Giana’s stolen fake phone. Viktor had one of the

guards that was watching her leave a charger for the phone in the hallway like someone had dropped it outside Ms.

Jackson’s apartment. Of course, she picked it up.

Adrik and I were in his office when all the guys came in, clearly amused. “Is she back?” I asked, excitedly.

“She’s back,” Misha said, grinning at me. I clapped my hands, waiting to hear what had been said.

“I think we all need to get out more,” I said, shaking my head.

“It looks like they’re finalizing the plans for Armando’s house. Martin said he has a few guys that can do it,” Viktor

said.

“Does he give names, by chance?” Adrik asked. “Trino’s dealers are very loyal to him. I would like to know if any of

them are doing this for Martin. without Trino knowing.”

“No names,” Viktor said. “But they’re planning on making it happen this weekend. We can have guys watch

Armando’s house to see who it is.”

Adrik nodded. “Make that happen. If they’re Trino’s guys too, he needs to know. Maybe Martin has his own guys

here, but if that’s the case, I want to know. He doesn’t get to have guys in my city,” he said. I was across the room

from him, but I felt his anger loud and clear. I knew my eyes were dark. It seemed like any level of anger would

make them go dark now. I went to Adrik, even though I was enjoying feeling his anger, I didn’t necessarily want it to

stop this time. Trino was the only one staying loyal through all this, so a betrayal of him felt like a betrayal of us.

Adrik pushed his chair back from his desk, opening his arms for me.

“Do we let this robbery happen?” Ivan asked.

“I don’t necessarily care if they steal from Armando. Serves him right. But I want to know if Martin is bold enough to

think he can operate in my city, without my knowledge. If that’s the case, I won’t need to tell Trino anything until

after I’ve killed Martin,” Adrik said.

“Giana is asking about Martin getting her out of the building,” Viktor said. “He didn’t know she was being held there,

under guard, apparently. He says he thought she was at Armando’s house.”

There was silence for a few minutes, then Viktor’s phone beeped. He looked at the message, but stood up to hand

me the phone.

“Is now really the time to be s*xting?” I asked as I took the phone from him. I looked at the message and

immediately started laughing. “She’s cussing him out. She must type faster in Italian than in English.” I kept

reading, laughing more as I went. “She’s calling him a do nkey, which is hilarious.”

“Why would she call him a do nkey?” Misha asked.

“For Italians, it’s an insult. It’s the same as telling someone they’re st upid. She also tells him to go get f**ked,

basically,” I said, still laughing. Martin began to reply, apologizing for not knowing. “He says he couldn’t have

known. She hasn’t contacted him in weeks. He didn’t know they were living

there. He assumed she would be at Armando’s house.”

“I have to side with Martin on this one. I would’ve assumed the same thing,” Misha said.

“Right? It seems like the logical assumption here,” I said as we waited for Giana’s response. “She’s asking him again

how he plans to get her out.”

“This could go very badly for Martin,” Andrei said.

“He says he needs time to come up with a plan to get her out of the building. He’s asking her if there’s any way she

can ditch her guards and he says trying to send a team into the building is going to be next to impossible,” I said.

“Well, at least we know he’s not a complete mo ron,” Viktor said.

I laughed at Giana’s response. “She’s still mad. She’s cussing him more and wants to know how long he needs. She

said she’s starting to regret

sleeping with him that night, so now we know the answer to that question.”

“Plot twist, she popped Martin’s cherry and that’s why he’s completely in love with her,” Ivan said, causing a round

of laughter from everyone.

“You’re not wrong, Squish,” I said. “It would explain quite a lot. I’m starting to question whether you guys have been

telling me the truth about my extra spicy side though. Seeing it in Giana doesn’t seem very fun.”

“Not even in the same ballpark, gazelle,” Misha said.

Adrik held me tighter, saying quietly, “never compare yourself to anyone ever again. There’s no comparison.”

Before I could react to his words, Martin replied to Giana. “He says he needs a day or two to scope out the building

and see what his options are. He said his guys can watch the building and find out if there’s any way in.”

“So, Ivan was right. This guy is pu ssy whipped. Clearly he’s not had enough of it,” Andrei said.

“She says she can’t wait much longer. She’s going to try to escape with or without him,” I said. “She’s acting like

she’s in a dungeon. I mean, granted, she’s being held against her will, but she’s got everything she needs for f**k’s

sake. Nobody’s chaining her to the f**king floor while they beat one of the people who mean the most to her in this

world in the next room. While she hears everything.” My anger came on so suddenly and so strongly that it almost

surprised me, but it was also mixed with fear. I wouldn’t let myself feel the fear when everything was happening. I

knew I had to keep my wits about me, so I pushed all the fear down, but it was still there. Waiting to be

acknowledged. It all came flooding back to me, overwhelming my anger. I immediately started to shake, even

worse than I had days before when I was scared of being apart from Adrik.

He felt it right away, whispering to me to try to keep me calm. He took the phone from my hand and threw it on his

desk. “Close your eyes, love. Listen to my voice. You’re safe. You’re with me. Nobody can hurt you here,” he said.

He just repeated those words until he felt me take a breath and my body relax slightly. He turned me around in his

lap so he could stand up with me in his arms. He walked us both to the couch, keeping me in his Jap. He kept

repeating that I was safe and I was with him and that nobody could hurt me now. His hand ran up and down my

back lightly, trying to calm the shaking.

I took a deep breath, lifting my head from his shoulder to look at him. I could tell from the look on his face that my

eyes had changed. I shu t my eyes again and rested my head on his shoulder again. Viktor’s phone beeped a few

times. I heard one of the guys get up to get it. I felt Adrik shake his head, telling them to wait. We sat in silence for a

few more minutes. I took another deep breath, looking at Adrik once more to see if my eyes had returned to

normal yet. He smiled sweetly at me, nodding his head once. He reached up and put his palm against my cheek, his

thumb rubbing gently back and forth.

I sighed once more, turning to look at the concerned faces looking back at me. I started to apologize, but Ivan cut

me off. “That is never something you should apologize for, princess. You never let yourself feel the fear while

everything was happening, but it doesn’t mean it went away,” he said.

“It’s important that you admit to yourself you were scared in that situation, Seph. We all were,” Stephen said.

“You were?” I asked, moving so I was sitting in between Adrik’s legs and leaning back against him so I could see

everyone again. I pulled his arms around me, resting mine on top of his.

“Of course we were. How could we not be?” Andrei asked.

“Well, now that you ask it like that, I don’t know,” I said.

“Just because we’ve been in similar situations before doesn’t mean we weren’t all scared this was the first time we

weren’t going to get to you in time,” Misha said.

“Having to be careful and patient when it came to looking for you was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to

do,” Viktor said.

“We were all worried we would be able to get you both back,” Adrik said.

I smiled at them. “I was sure you guys would find us. I was scared that I wouldn’t be able to hang on long enough

for you to find us. Armando doesn’t know how to punch very well, but he’s strong and I was completely

defenseless,” I said quietly, looking at the floor.

“You were worried about the one thing I was sure of,” Stephen said. “Once we found you, I knew you’d be able to

hold on long enough for us to get

you out. I’ve never met anyone as strong as you, Seph. I was more worried they would get rid of Ivan. Armando

beating you was completely unexpected for me. I knew they needed you. I didn’t expect him to lose it.”

“I might’ve provoked that,” I said. “I’m mostly accountable for that.”

Adrik clicked his tongue, turning me so I would look at him again. “You bear none of the responsibility of that. I don’t

care how angry he was about anything. He had no right to touch you,” he said. He was angry when he said it. I

knew on some level he wasn’t angry with me, but it still surprised me enough that I felt a twinge of fear return and I

tensed. He felt it, pulling me toward him. He whispered, “I’m sorry, Sephie. Keep your eyes closed again. I didn’t

mean to frighten you.”

Viktor’s phone beeped again. Without raising my head or opening my eyes, I asked what was being said. “Martin is

assuring her that he’s going to get her out, one way or another. He’s begging her not to try to escape on her own,”

Viktor said.

“I can’t handle the back and forth between semi-smart Martin and du mb as f**k Martin. I’m getting whiplash,” I

said. I felt Adrik laugh as he put his hand on my neck, pulling me up so I would look at him. He smiled, saying quietly

so only I could hear, “green does mean sarcasm, it appears.” He pulled me to him, kissing me gently. He left his

hand on my neck as I rested my head on his shoulder, my face buried in his neck once more.