~Mark’s POV~

Camila and I couldn’t go to the club; she lost her laptop and some files. Well, at least she thought she was robbed. After packing my car outside my villa, I headed inside, and Belle was there waiting for me as usual whenever she was around.

“Hey, baby!” I cast her a disgusting glare that said, ‘Shut the fuck up, bitch!” Don’t get me wrong. Belle is sweet and maybe too sweet for my liking. I like bad girls like Camila and ruthless characters like Christopher Grayston.

Shit! Chris!

I sighed and headed to my study to make a call. But the person I was about to call beat me to it.

Line: Boss, we lost the laptop.

Mark: What the fuck do you mean you lost the laptop?

Line: It seems like we were not the only ones after that bag boss, as we took the bag out of the car, but a group of men wearing all black with an AK-47 overpowered us. They were like 20 men in total.

Mark: Were there any cameras around so we can check who they are?

Yes, but we shut them before breaking the

hung up and threw the phone on the floor. Who the fuck did that and what

picked up the jacket on top of my chair, and headed out. I got behind the wheel and headed to the only person I wanted to crash like glass, but not just yet until I got what I wanted. I arrived at her gates, and

Fuck those long legs!

my hand into my pocket. The boy has to

what are you doing here?”

might do something to you.” She

there is something that I need from that laptop kid. And you lecturing me right

can go ahead and sleep; just let me stay around to check if there might be

“Are you sure?”

upstairs and came down

get

short, way too short for me to notice that she had marks, more like she had been whipped. Wait a minute, was she caned, but

there is no way they would be sleeping with each other. If I ever find out that she has already taken him before me on that

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