In Love With The Enemy

Chapter 14

Tristan Pov:

"Speak," I said to him.

He nodded again, and started speaking.

"I did even more digging and I think I have a lead exactly on who's behind it, but it isn't Alina." He told me, catching my undivided attention.

"Well if it isn't Alina, then who is it?" I asked him.

"Well I think we overlooked the Maddox family and we picked up the wrong Maddox child of George." He replied.

What does he mean by that?

"Care to explain?" I raised my brow in confusion.

"What I mean is, one of George's children might be behind it, just not Alina." He said.

I was standing, with my hands stuffed into my pockets. I feel like something's totally off here.

"I am still not getting you Trevor, spill!" I demanded with a hardened tone.

"His only son, Bryce Maddox is working with one of your arch enemies."

"Which one?" I asked.

"Leonard Depraci Verlice," He told me.

That bastard? Leonard used to be one of my closest friends, before he turned on me. He was also one of my business partners, but he took that for granted as well.

I beat the hell out of him, to a pulp to be precise, when I found out. A few years ago, it was declared that he was "dead", but the impossible is somehow always possible huh?

"You sure about that? He hasn't been in the picture for over a decade," I told him.

"I know, I thought he was dead too but there is proof to go with my presumption," Trevor tried to convince me.

I needed actual 100% proof that this was true, because the shock was unreal. I didn't care that he was still alive, I wanted him dead anyway.

I'm shocked he still had the guts to come back around a f**k with what's mine!

"Show me the proof," I demanded from him.

"Here" He passed different files and documents over to me. I took a seat in my chair and looked at them one-by-one.

Every single folder held some information to help prove that he was alive. From communications to actual unseen photos of him, and more.

"How am I supposed to believe that this is after the declaration that he was dead. How do we know this isn't false or a setup?" I looked up at him and asked.

"All the files and documents you are looking at have been confirmed to be after the declaration, and the proof here is real," He explained.

My lips formed into a deep line, my fingers rubbing my temple.

"Positive?" I asked again.

"Yes Sir," Trevor replied.

"Alright then. I will do some digging myself, and figure out the next move." I replied.

Just so he knows, he's playing with fire. And you know what happens when you play with fire? You get burned, and he's only going to be left ashes once I'm done with this fucker.

He should know not to mess with the great Tristan Turner, but he obviously didn't learn his lesson the first time. This time he will though, I will make sure of it.

Nor will I rest knowing he's still living, waiting to try and f**k up my career. Hell no, never happening, not with me, f**k no!

They call me the devil, that I make their life living f*****g hell. Well he nor anyone has seen anything yet then. Especially when it comes to my possessions.

"Leave me with the files, as well as the ones on Bryce Maddox." I demanded Trevor.

"Ye-yes Sir." He handed me the files on Bryce as well.

"I'll call you, you can leave now." I commanded.

"Yes, okay," He said before turning around and leaving.

I buried my head in files and documents on Leonard and Bryce. According to this information, Bryce Maddox was a businessman eh?

He owned a few businesses around the world, he most likely took up after his father's death. He was nothing like me, nor did he know what he was up against.

I scanned my eyes on every single file, top to bottom, when one in particular got my attention. Maddox Corp and Industries was under his name.

Half of his father's company was established with him. I've heard once or twice about him and this company, but never really paid any attention to it.

I wonder if Alina has had communications with her brother? So she isn't behind this after all. Her brother and Leonard is.

She has only been in the same home with me for a day. My intention at first was to get the truth from her and either hold her responsible and punish her or either let her go.

Her mouth is what mostly got her here, for she had to say the wrong thing. I am glad she did though, or there would be a huge chance she wouldn't be here right now.

What's her punishment? I asked myself. 

What should I do with her? At some extent, her punishment is to be here with me since I am aware of her massive dislike for me. She detests me, and finds me disgusting. I rolled my eyes and scoffed at these thoughts in my head.

Besides her stay here, what would she do? I was a man after all, and men tend to have needs right? I thought.

Maybe she should become my mistress. The thought of that sounded interesting and made me feel a spark of heat inside my body.

I swallowed and licked my lips, my thoughts going back to every little detail of Alina. I would love to suck those full plump lips of hers, including doing a few other things with them.

The wicked thoughts running through my head had me hard as a rock. I shook my head and snapped back into reality. My thoughts of her were taking over my attention and body.

I don't think I need her, for I just want her? Need seems too desperate, and I was anything BUT DESPERATE.

For the next few hours, I had concentrated on finding as much as I could on Bryce and Leonard. I also looked through more files of Alina as well. I learned a lot about her, and found out a few surprising things that will go untold for now.

I got up and walked out of my office. Closing the door behind me, I went straight to Alina's room. What I was doing and for what reason, I didn't know. All I know is I wanted to see her. Weird right?

I opened her door and found her sitting on the bed. She seemed worried and was lost in space, not noticing my presence until I closed the door behind me.

"What are you doing here?" She asked. I could see mixed emotions playing on her face, but I couldn't make them out. 

She had changed out her outfit into a plain white shirt that reached her thighs. Her legs were uncovered, letting me see them.

"Does it matter?" I ignored her question and asked her. I didn't know exactly why I was here, and saying that I wanted to see her was a big NO.

"Yes it does matter. It matters a lot. You obviously have never heard of privacy," she said curtly.

"The word Privacy is something I have never heard of," I gave her a half smirk.

"I've noticed, and it's not a good thing either," her mouth formed in a straight line while she gave me a blank look.

"I need to talk with you about my job and home." She said the next moment.

"I'm listening, go on," I told her.

She inhaled deeply before speaking. "When can I get my belongings back and leave here? My boss was expecting me to show up today for work and I didn't even tell him I won't be there today.

Do you know how that affects my career? I could lose my job and my dog is all alone at home. Why can't I just leave? Why are you keeping me here? I already told you I didn't do it." Alina spoke.

"I know you didn't do it, your brother and and a traitor did it." I told her.

She looked shocked with the news I shared with her. "My brother?" She asked.

"Yes, he took over your father's company and decided he wanted to f**k with mines." My smile faltered and my voice had hinted how serious and pissed I was.

"Oh, I didn't know that at all," She kept her shocked expression on her face.

"Your own brother took over your father's company and you didn't even know, wow!" I scoffed in astonishment.

"Such a brother you have for you to not know this. Where have been these past years," I continued.

"I..... I have-haven't spoken to h-him in ye-years." She stuttered.

"Is that so?" I asked.

"Ye-yes," She said back.

"And why's that?" I asked her another question.

"Be-because I ne-needed sp-space from ev-everyone." She replied in hesitation.

I stared at her deeply for a few moments before responding. "Yeah okay, I'll take your word for it." I said.

"Um.... since my br-brother is b-behind y-you know, then why am I still here?" She asked me.

"Didn't you say you'd let me go if it turned out not to be me? You have no reason to hold me anymore hence it wasn't me, so why can't I leave?" She continued.

"Because.....I have decided to keep you." I told her.

"Why though?" She furrowed her brow in confusion.

"You need to learn where you stand.... and I have come to enjoy your company kooky." The look on her face was full of worry, which made me grin.

"I- I don't want to b-be he-here......" Alina responded.

"I don't care about what you want. I want you here, so therefore, you will be here until I want you gone. I don't plan on letting you go anytime soon......"

Her face instantly got pale and she looked like she'd seen a ghost. Or better yet, I was the ghost in her opinion.

My mouth turned upward in excitement. I went towards her and stopped right in front of the bed she was laying on. I looked down into her eyes, her looking up at me.

My hands went from her caressing her cheek, down to her cheekbone and neck. She inhaled deeply when I circled my hand over her cleavage.

"S-stop," She stammered.

I smirked at her, knowing my actions were affecting her. I haven't seen one girl who hasn't been affected by my touch. Even if it's just a simple hand touch, they'd overreact.

I cupped her boobs and massaged them in my hands. She sucked in a harsh breath and her cheeks had gotten red. I smirked, sliding my hand down to her abdomen and navel.

"Stop i-it!" She tried to say but I kept teasing her. I slid my hand down a little further under the shirt she was wearing, resting my hand on her naked thigh.

Circling her thighs with my fingers, she closed her eyes when my hand reached a little higher. I slipped my hand inside her panties, her eyes still shut.

She let out a small soft whimper when I rubbed my thumb over her c**t. Her hand gripped my arm the moment I started rubbing her s*x.

I looked at the pleasure on her face one last time before removing my hand, to maintain my awakened and hard member.

I stared at her crimson red cheeks and her fast breathing. Removing my hand from her was for her sake and mine at the same time. After all, I was here to tease her but I felt needy for her, and lust was taking over my body like a wave.

She opened her eyes after a few seconds, and noticed my smirk. Just then, she snapped out her reverie tranced state and her consciousness came back to her, realization of what just happened between us hitting her hard.

Her once flushed red face was washed away and replaced with disgust and anger.

"WHAT THE f**k IS WRONG WITH YOU!!" She screamed. "How dare you do that without my approval!"

"You enjoyed it though, that was enough approval for me." I simpered with a smirk.

"I told you no and to stop but you didn't!," She kept shouting at me.

"Again, you enjoyed it so don't act like I forced anything on you" I rolled my eyes.

"Yes you did! You touched my in my most private intimate places after I specifically told you to stop! But what did you do? You didn't stop, you kept going!"

Her body was filled with fury. I really think she is overreacting, just a few moments ago, she was whimpering to my touch.

"You just don't wanna admit you enjoyed my touch on your most PRIVATE INTIMATE PARTS," I lingered over the last 3 words dramatically.

"No!" She tried to defend herself, but she also knew she was affected by me. 

"Actions speak louder than words Alina," Her face reddened instantly when I said this.

"You knew exactly what you were doing when you did it, don't try and make it look like I indulged your little act because I wasn't!"

"We can go back and forth for the rest of our lives over this, but deep down, you will always know I'm right." I told her.

She rolled her eyes and gifted me with her tall middle finger. I didn't do anything besides smirk in satisfaction. She was pissed while I was happy, enjoying our argument.

"One day i'll have you under me, f*****g you deep and hard. Missing my touch and using that same finger, including a few others to pleasure yourself when i'm not there." She covered her ears with her fingers when I said this.

"You're so sick and disgusting, go screw yourself!" She yelled.

"I'd rather screw you," I told her with a devilish smile.

"Screw me, my foot! I will never give myself up to you for your pleasures, hell no!" she said back.

"Oh don't be so sure about that kooky, one day I will and you know it too......" I smirked before leaving a furious but flushed Alina alone in the room. 

The events that took place in the room were delightful for me. I started to laugh, replaying her fuming angry face in my head.

I left her at the mansion, and went to meet with a friend of mine on behalf of the company situation to take my mind off of Alina. If anyone could help me, it was Vincent Decuir.

I gave him a heads up to expect me and headed his way. When I pulled into his mansion, I walked up towards the entrance.

The door immediately opened, revealing Vincent himself. "Well it's a surprise to see you, what's the big occasion?" He asked, his way of welcoming me.

I walked inside and sat down after greeting his lovely wife, who said hello from the kitchen.

"Oh it's a big occasion," I told him intensely.

He furrowed his brown in curiosity.

"It involves Leonard Depraci Verlice......" I said next, getting his full attention.

"Dead man walking?" He asked.

"Something like that," I said back.

"Well i'm all ears buddie." Vincent responded inquisitively.

"Well........."