The Accountant

Beauty Grace Anderson Vasiliy. All of his vast properties. His wealth. His empire had her name on it. The papers were finalized and signed as soon as he entered his home office.

She was his world. The only woman he had allowed in his heart. She owned him. The unborn child growing inside her was proof of that.

His plans should not have loopholes or else...

Clenching his hands, his gaze roamed the domain he now shared with Beau.

No. Losing her would never happen.

Dominic left her sleeping soundly on their bed. He had exhausted her. Good. She needed all the rest she could get after indulging last night.

It was almost mid-afternoon and he was waiting for Rafael Montero to arrive. He was still skeptical if he could trust the man. Though his instinct told him to, he couldn't take the risk. Not with his detka's life at stake.

The Mexican Cartel leader will have to share everything there was to know about him before he could fully trust the man. Only then could Dominic decide.

What happened yesterday was a fucking setback that should never be repeated. The mole had to be terminated before they could proceed with their plans.

Firm taps on the door brought him back from his musings. "Enter."

"Tzar," Alec, his general inclined his head. And he was followed by a guest. No one else.

"Please. Make yourself comfortable."  Dominic gestured to the cushion seat in front of him.

Alec went to a sideboard and poured them a drink.

Rafael took his poison with a murmur of thanks and Dominic sipped his.

"I understand you need me here." His guest stated, breaking the silence.

"Why do you want to kill Antoine Lemonte as bad as I do?" No used beating around the bush. He needed answers.

Rafael's whole body became tensed and rigid. A pained expression filled his dark eyes. "It's a long story."

Dominic shrugged. "We have a few hours to kill." He hoped Beau was sleeping soundly. He had a feeling the story he was about to hear was gruesome and he didn't want his detka to hear it.

"I was thirteen when Antoine joined our household. My father saw the potential in him and he wanted to train him to be a sniper, later on, a commander. And the old man did." There was far away look in Rafael's eyes, remembering. "He was a few years older than me, about my sister age. At first, everything was going smoothly. As I grow older and began my own training, I saw something in him shifted. Although he was a competent commander, he grew distant from us. Later, I found out he was in love with my sister but she doesn't return his feelings. Maria fell in love with her music teacher. Since my father doted on her, he didn't protest much. He consented to a marriage between them. Maybe because he also wanted a normal life for her. Away from the violence and shit." Dominic watched him took a deep breath. "Until that day..." He paused. "Her wedding day. I was eighteen and my father made an announcement and declared he was retiring and would want me to take over the family business. It was predestined and it was no surprise. What we didn't foresee was Antoine's reaction. He and my father had an argument. Since my father practically treated him like a son, he thought he would inherit. After their heated exchange, he walked away. And my father let him. It was the biggest mistake of our lives."

Rafael got up and refilled his glass. The room was so quiet. They waited for him to continue with his tale.

"A few months later, we found my sister, who was very pregnant, and her husband dead in their house in Texas. Tortured and massacred. An initial police investigation was made but we made our own investigation. That was the first raid I handled. We found the gang responsible and killed every one of them but not before someone confessed that they were working for someone. A leader. They called him The Assassin. We didn't believe it. My father only knew of one assassin and she was retired. Although she was a deadly professional in her lengthy career, she had never resorted to hurting innocent people. So, it only meant there was a new breed of a hired killer on the loose in our world."

and Alec knew who the former assassin Rafael was referring to. And it's true SHE would never do those things and she had long retired. More than two

own gang. A small one but gaining status. The man my father treated as his son volunteered. And we were gullible. We were fooled!" Rafael laughed bitterly. "A few days later he called. Informing us he found our enemy. He and

was pacing now. Edgy. He was reliving the moment. "Did you know I had a younger sister? She was so innocent and sweet. We all adored her. She was the baby of

Had. He knew what

revenge, he tortured me and

made us watch him rape my 15-year-old sister and mother. And then his men took their turns. They

hunt their common enemy. Beau, his family, and his household were his to protect.

my men and I lost any trace

for him. I never lost hope. Until someone tipped his return to Mexico. Now, you know why I want him so

I give you my word, he is yours to kill," Dominic uttered, surprising himself. He shrugged. So long as they

ever want, tzar," Rafael answered.

the traitor in your midst killed." Fuck! Dominic hated moles

You have my word. I'll have enough evidence in an hour or two then

soon as you kill him, we are going to hunt The Underworld." A few hours to prepare.

a few minutes then we can go." A familiar sassy voice spoke

the worst timing ever. And

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shouldn't be so stressed about this. Alec and I will be just fine. And I still have this." Dominic pointed at his wrist. "You can still monitor me from

didn't want her upset. After introducing her to Rafael, the men bowed and left them

very beneficial. And...and...I could track him right away if he escapes." Fuck! He closed his eyes

her neck. Breathing deeply to control his temper. "Please, moya lyubov, I want you and our baby safe. It would kill me

from emotion. Especially, from what he had learned of Rafael's history. He and Alec were

But only to his enemies. And

everything. "Ok. You win. But please promise me you will

you want. Just the two of us, ok?" He kissed her softly, tightening his

deepened the kiss, surrounding his neck with her arms and pressing

to visit Lily, my older

cartel's leader

also dug this from Mexico's crime lab. He was telling the truth. And actually, he was already pronounced dead when

down at her in amazement. Fuck! She was really something. "And you found out all

And..." She held up her finger. Reaching for another folder, she pulled one paper with numbers written on it. From closer inspection, there were account numbers and huge amounts of cash deposited to a certain bank in Mexico. "He is your traitor." She tapped her finger on the one name that was encircled. "He was the only member receiving a steady flow of income outside Mexico from the

Mexican Cartel's commander. Rafael's

was proven right.

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Torture Scene 18+

Please be guided

to the man