I had made the right choice.
Chapter 5
Trigger warning: rough sex, more or less consensual, but take note.
Nico’s POV
I was knee deep in a conversation with Leo about ways to come after Dominic when one of my men came tearing through my office door.
"Nico, I have bad news."
The way he was looking at me told me it wasn't bad news. It was fucking horrible news.
Leo tensed in the chair across from me.
"What is it, Lucas?"
I had a feeling it was going to be news that was going to make me lose my shit simply based on his tone.
"Aria Ruiz killed the Black Widow."
Silence. Deathly silence. Both my men knew not to say a word.
In a tight, pained voice, I said, "Get. Out."
Neither man hesitated, moving quickly, with Leo shutting the door as he went.
I could feel the rage building, my whole body heating up until I could feel it in my neck, my face, my head. My jaw was locked so tightly, I could feel pain shooting through.
I stood, and with almost superhuman strength, I grabbed the desk edge and yanked it so hard it tipped. The computer on the desk crashed to the floor, but I just saw it as another object in my path to destroy. I went to it, picked up the monitor, raised it over my head and threw it across the room. Next was the keyboard, then a picture frame of my mother, my aunt and me. My chairwas across the room in the next minute. I couldn't stop. I tore through my office until nothing was left standing.
I was breathing hard and probably looked like a raging bull. Shit, that's what I felt like.
Aria. Ruiz.
I would fucking kill her.
I had no idea how long I had been in my office, destroying everything in sight.
I stormed out of the office, paused in the entryway, debating what I would do next.
I looked up and around the room, seeing all my men on alert, scared shitless. To be fair, I had never been this raging pissed before.
Somewhere in the mix, I saw Eliana. She looked guarded, and was smart enough to stay on the other side of the room, keeping a safe distance.
I turned and headed for the door.
"I'll be back later."
I needed to get this rage out. I couldn't go in half-cocked. I would need a plan. A plan to take that fucking bitch out! And I will have a plan.
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I arrived at Raphael’s about twenty minutes later. I was still vibrating with rage, but now it was simmering just under my skin. Once I passed the threshold, I could feel the shift. There was always something about this place, where I could be more me than I was outside. I still made efforts to please the women here so I could maintain my good reputation in bed, but I could also be more free here at times too. This would be one of those times.
I scanned the room until they landed on Electra. I had been with a few of the women here, but Electra was more open to my wilder needs. I tilted my head and she approached, putting on her sultry expression. Normally I would pretend to be charmed by it. I never was, but I could play the game. Tonight, there would be no false pretenses.
“Nico,” she practically purred my name, making me even more irritated. I simply nodded at her and she headed towards the back. I followed her, but glanced around the room. Several other girls were giving me looks, flirting, letting me know they would be available too, if needed. It wasn’t. Not tonight.