The Bratty Heiress

Luka’s POV

“To your right. Shit… no left, straight ahead. Hurry Demyan, she’s being passed to the woman on her left…”

Shit… shit… shit… how the fuck is he so fucking good at this! It’s like finding freaking Waldo, and I hated that game!

Olga has a tracker that she didn’t know about, her mother’s earrings that I put after her mountain escapades. I was making sure that I’d never lost her again. But it seemed that he uses a very high-end jammer, and destroyed any tracker within range.

That guy played me in the best playing field, there are dozens of cameras in the subway yet the crowd makes it so hard for me to find her. We got six guys and several more at the exit and entry of the subway.

I was already fuming when I spot him kissing her at the town square. I know he purposely did it to cloud my thinking and it fucking worked.

Arrghhh!!!

I combed my hands through my hair in frustration. Then start typing more codes, and breaking through more firewalls to access more cameras to several exits and destinations.

All that search and I finally found them, I cursed again finding out that they never get on any subway train. They just exited and get into another vehicle. I could see her face was searching for more cameras. She was looking alert and not harmed in any way.

I sighed and finally sends him back a message. I was feeling drained already, why does it have to be her.

What do you want from me? -LContent is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

I want you to stop digging your own hole. Oh… and your woman is a very good kisser.  -Y

Resting my head to the backseat, I finally sighed.  All the guys were on the subway and nearby area, while I was left alone in the car trying to track her.

But I was done, I was finally out of the car and get my self a cigarette from one of the stands. I’ve quit smoking years ago, but the stress was catching up to me and my brain knows shooting my veins with the so-called recreational drugs was not the way to go.

I took a deep breath of my first smoke in years, and let it out slowly. It didn’t change the shitty way I was feeling at that moment, but it relaxes my brain a little bit in a suggestive manner. Nikolai was by my side moments later.

“You good?” he asked. 

“No.”

“I didn’t know you smoke.”

“Prison. Tried everything.” I said while taking another hit of the cigarette.

“How’s the search?” he finally asked the inevitable.

“I’m cutting a deal with him, me for her. I just need her back. I’ll deal with my own family.”

“Luka…”

“What?! We tried it your way. Now I’m doing it my way.”

I throw the cigarette in the bin and leave him behind. I went back to the car and saw Alexei was carefully watching me. He didn’t say anything to me, but I did say my farewell to him while getting my laptop from my seat.

“I’m bringing you daughter home.” That was the lasting I said before I walk away, lighting up a new cigarette then taking a cab to his hideout.

In his last email, I knew he leaves the trail crumbs on purpose. He wanted me to go to him, alone. I know that he would not kill her, I think by now he knows exactly how much she meant to me.

And I will keep it that way, even if it means that I should keep her away from me.

Maybe I should move back to Russia and take the offer from the government there and work with my contact.

They were impressed with me hacking their most secured facility, that they imprisoned me for months. And when I was about to be transferred to another facility, they asked me to join their army of hackers and come work for them on a very tight leash.

But I rejected him as I was still curious about my parents, which I now knew I should’ve just left the mystery unsolved.

“Sir, we’re here.”

“Thank you.” I gave the driver the cost and his tip for the quiet time he had given me on the ride to my destination.

Walking to the old building, I lurked at my surrounding. It was an old rundown neighborhood area, I was putting my laptop in my satchel and felling my gun that was still strapped to my chest.

I took out another cigarette and light up a new one, then start walking to the entrance. There was a guard at the door, who took my bag and my gun before he escorts me to the main area where several people were packing packets of what I would guess are cocaines.

This must be their last couple of days in this building, he wouldn’t risk getting the place crashed or maybe he has other plans for me. But today, my only plan was to get her back to her dad.

“Ah, my little brother, right on time. Come, they just start to cut the goods. Do you want to give it a try? I know you used to like it. We should bond, we are blood-related after all.” My big brother showed me to a seating area, where two women were practically naked snorting lines from a gold plated tray.

“Take a line then I’ll take you to see your dearest, Olga. Or… we could talk business here all day.”

He knew I had a drug problem that I shouldn’t even be here. He was doing this on purpose, shit! how could I be so dumb, this was his trap.

“I’m clean, look let’s just get this over with. I’m…” I didn’t get a chance to finish talking when he punched me in the face,  my glasses fell to the floor. Then two of his guys grab me and forced me to sit in front of the neatly prepared lines.

Fuck!

“Stop! Get his bitch and let her have a taste.” Yegor, my drug dealer brother told his guys.

I didn’t think further when he threatens to have Olga do the lines. I took the paper straw and snorts the cocaine in seconds. Then it hits me the familiar feeling of peacefulness and high at the same time.

Oh god! I’m so going to regret this.

But I took another line and sit back as I feel the high. Then Yegor joined me and laugh, seeing that I was high already.

I couldn’t care less as long as she was good.

“I need you to let go of her, I’ll be your bitch. Just get her back and you don’t have to worry about her mafia family tailing your ass. You may get away now, but why waste your time with them? I’ll get you to the top. Just let her go.”

“Wow… my little brother is bitch whipped. But I like your suggestion…” He shot another line and gave me a bottle of beer, I pulled out my cigarette and offer him while taking the beer from him.

I was feeling like my old stupid self, back years ago. The difference was I’m telling myself I was doing this for Olga. But I was already high while talking gibberish to Yegor.

It was an hour later when he told his guards to show me to the guest room where they’re keeping Olga. He was being entertained by the women, one of them was enthusiastically sucking him off. While the other one busy kissing him elsewhere.

I was hard from watching them, making Yegor laugh at me and told me to have fun before he sent her back.

My brain was still struggling with his words,  but I heard that I was being sent to Olga’s room and it made me smile on the inside.

They opened the door for me then locked it from the outside. I was looking for her when I got hit with something heavy from the back. I was down to the floor in seconds. I didn’t feel the pain, cause I was high as a kite but then I saw her.

“Luka? Damn it! Announce yourself! I told you not to creep up from behind me!”

She looked worried but healthy, not a scratch on her beautiful bratty face.

“Hey, baby… I love you. This floor is good. I’m just going to get a quick fuck.”

I pulled her close and kiss her hard.

“Luka! Goddamn it! Why are you smelling like cigarettes and beer?”

But I was busy stripping her off.. until I saw the red dot. 

“Wait…” I got up and walk wobbly to get the wooden thing that she used to hit my back, then I reach up and smash the camera. 

Then I was back to stripping her off.

“Luka are you high?!”