Chapter 172 What's The Plan

Chapter 172 What's The Plan
Draven POV

I sat behind my desk thinking of just happened in that room. I was full of rage as I stared out the large window to the mountain beyond, looking at thevuntouched white snow.

In the winter, this view was breathtaking and beautiful. The solitude kept me calm and stopped the bad thoughts from descending but right now, they couldn’t be helped.

Flames licked the wood and made popping sounds. My bottle of scotch was untouched on the desk. I’d already had plenty for the day. The sun was setting because I’d been sitting there for hours.

Lila panties were still in my pocket because I intended to jerk off with them after I got rid of her body because I was a sick fuck like that just like every Moretti.

My fingers rested against my temples, and I stared out the window, watching the light fade and no longer reflect the powder of snow.

I had the knife at her throat and I had the blade right against her skin. I could feel her frantic pulse as her heart pumped adrenaline in her veins. I got off on her vulnerability, on her submission.

She knew her life was about to end, and there was nothing she could do about it. My revenge was finally in my hands but then her little speech turned me cold.

She took all the power away and she didn’t even realize it. She viewed her death as a sacrifice, a way to satisfy my need for revenge and to spare her life at the same time like she wanted her death to mean something and to be the final end to the war that had existed for years now.

Once again, she made me respect her. I respected her selfless view. I respected her strength and the way she didn’t cry in her last moment or shit her pants. She held on to her dignity even when she was buck naked not just any woman could manage that.

I wanted to kill her because she destroyed my family but I actually liked this woman. How did you kill someone you liked?

I stayed in my office for a long time, refusing my housekeeper as he tried to serve me lunch and dinner because I didn’t have an appetite.

Now I didn’t know what to do. If I wasn’t going to kill her, then what? Just letbher go? That’d make me look like the biggest pussy on the planet. I’d lose all my self-respect and she would tell Nico what I did, so he would
come after me and kill me just as he did with Rex and not only would I lose my revenge, but I would also lose my life.

Fuck, this was bad.

“SIR?” My housekeeper stepped into my bedroom. I just got out of the shower, a towel wrapped around my waist.

I slept terribly the night before, thinking about her panties in my drawer. I kept wishing I’d
killed her, and that led to self-loathing. So I tossed and turned all night. “Call me by my name, Phillip.”

“You’ve been telling me that for a long time, but it doesn’t feel right.”

“Well, it doesn’t feel right listening to you address me like that.”

Phillip stood with his hands held together in front of his waist, dressed in jeans and a collared shirt. He was the caretaker of the house, managing it when I was gone, but I didn’t consider him to be a butler, so there was no reason for him to wear a tuxedo.

“Yes?” I turned back to him, trying to read his silence. “Your guest is asking for you.”

I’d been avoiding her because I knew what she would ask but I couldn’t avoid her forever, and real men shouldn’t have to avoid anything. “Is she outside?”

He nodded. “Send her in.”

“Alright.” He walked out and shut the door behind him.

Lila appeared a moment later, wearing a new pair of jeans and a t-shirt that Phillip had supplied for her. It didn’t fit because the
clothes were a few sizes too big, but this woman could wear a damn poncho and still be model material and without makeup or doing her hair, she had natural beauty that always made her gorgeous.

Something about her high cheekbones and
beautiful eyes made me hard under the towel.

I stared her down, the fire reflecting in her emerald eyes, making them smolder even more. I watched her look me straight in the eye, like she was doing everything she could not to stare at my nearly naked body. She’d
already seen me shirtless, so I didn’t see why it mattered. “I can come back at a different time…”

“Say whatever you came here to say. Don’t waste my time.”

“Okay…” She cleared her throat, concentrating on my eyes. “I just.. ”

I dropped the towel in front of her, not caring if she looked at my dick, even when I was soft, I was impressive but when I was hard, I was a behemoth. “Uh…wow…okay.”

I turned to my dresser and pulled out a pair of black boxers, a wide grin on my face. I pulled them up to my waist then turned back to her. “I’ve seen you.naked. Now you’ve seen me.”

Her cheeks were slightly red, despite her olive skin. It was the first time she appeared somewhat flustered even when I threw her on the floor and threatened to kill her, she didn’t lose her cool but looking at my fat cock.made her shy and It was cute.

I stood in front of her in just my black boxers. “Yes?”

She crossed her arms over her chest, pressing her tits tightly together. “Are you going to finish getting dressed?”

“I am dressed.” Some people thought a suit or armor was the most intimidating clothes to wear, but I disagreed. A strong naked man was far more intimidating.

I didn’t need a bulletproof vest for protection. The muscle all over my body was all the protection I needed.

Lila lost her voice again, obviously uncomfortable by my nudity and she did her best to cover it up, but I was starting to read her better..“Did you sleep well?”

“Yeah.” Her voice was strong again, like she was relieved at the change of subject. She saw my hard dick, and if I was hard, it was because she was in the room. My bulge was still in the front of my boxers, and the more flustered she became, the thicker my girth became. “I hadn’t slept in over forty-eight.hours, so I couldn’t stay awake even if I wanted to.”

I’d slept like shit but the night before, when I’d intended to kill her, I slept.like a baby.

“So…what’s going on?” she asked bluntly. “Are you going to let me go?”

That wasn’t an option. “No.”

“Then what?” she pressed. “It won’t take long for my Nico to realize I’m missing.”