Irresistible Invitations

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Chapter 28

Zachary Pov

“Well! Well! Who do we have here?” I smirked as I looked out of the stranded building’s window towards the target.

Willi chuckled a bit and loaded his rifle aiming it towards the target.

“Now do you believe me? That I’m on your team?” he asked pointing the gun downwards.

I smirked and though I nodded in positive, inwardly I still didn’t have a bit of trust on him, because it was what I was taught from the beginning by grandpa.

“Never trust a friend let alone an enemy.”

“Who would have ever imagined that this bastard will be digging his own grave by coming here. Romania” I said and watched intently from the sixth floor of the building towards where he was standing talking to his men.

Silly man, he doesn’t even have a single idea that his moves would have been watched and I was just waiting for a right opportunity. And the opportunity is here. I came to know that he has a small but important company here, i.e Romania. So, I did what I needed to do for him to come out of the bill.

I created circumstances in which he had to show up himself in order to save his company.

“Good work Willi,” I complimented.

Little did Mr. Nicholas Greer know that his steps are been watched.

My blood boiled when he laughed shaking his hand with a man. Oh, much I loathed the man.

“Give me that,” I stretched my hand asking for the rifle.

“You will shoot?” Willi asked.

I saw as the other men turned around to leave and Nicholas turned around walking towards his SUV.

“I said give me that!” I literally barked because I only had one chance to shoot and capture him, if I miss then perhaps I would never get my hands on him ever in my life. He is smart of all that I know about him.

Willi handed me the rifle and I used a silencer before walking nearer towards a window where I could get a clear vision of Nicholas. I opened the glass window and smirked seeing my target right before me.

Somehow, he stopped on his track and was looking at his phone.

Perfect timing!

I kept one of my feet on the window frame and positioned myself like a sniper for shooting.

“Are you going to kill him?” I heard Willi, his voice was little sad and unsure.

“Why? Are you not the same person who told me that you wanted revenge? So what happened now?” I asked looking back at Willi.

He sighed and looked down.

“If only he didn’t involve my family,” I heard him whisper sadly.

I rolled my eyes at his sudden emotions and looked back at the target who was now talking to someone on his phone.

“Say bye! bye!” I chuckled.

The silencer prevents from any sudden firing noise and my heart swelled seeing the man whom I loathed the most falling on the floor bloodied.

How many times are you going to be shot by me?

From my peripheral vision, I saw Willi scurrying towards my side to get a glimpse of what I just did.

“You didn’t kill him?” I heard his confused yet astonishment in his voice.

I clicked my tongue and watched as my men who were already surrounding him from far away in case we failed, for backup running towards his bloodied body.

“Nah! What’s the fun?” I asked and looked back straight in Willi’s eyes.

He watched me blinking several times and perhaps he understood what I meant because the next moment he smirked and looked back towards the scene.

The bullet pierced Nicholas’s shoulder. But as he is just a weak asshole, he passed out immediately.

I don’t even understand what Juliette saw and liked in him.

“Again Juliette!” I whispered and cursed rubbing my face with my palm, frustrated. This was the seventh or maybe tenth time in the day where I was thinking about Juliette.

“Did you say something boss?” asked Willi confused.

“No! Nothing. Go and help them,” I said pointing at the people who were trying to lift Nicholas’s bloodied body.

“Yess boss!” He said and scurried off hurriedly to help them.

As soon as he left I sighed and took my phone out still watching my men who were carrying Nicholas’s body towards the car.

“Cosmina!” I said as soon as she answered my call.

“Yes sir,” she replied.

“Where is Juliette?” I asked finally giving up on the urge to know about her. I have been ignoring the urge from the morning but finally, I ended up on calling Cosmina who was supposed to look after Juliette from a safe distance in our absence.

“Ma’am is with Mrs. Sullivan in her bedroom,” she said and I sighed relieved that she is safe. Both of them are safe.

“Okay!” I pursed my lips.

“Let me talk to her,” I said and rubbed my forehead because I never really intended to talk to Juliette. Why did those words even come out of my mouth? It’s okay! Cosmina said she is with mom in her bedroom. That’s all! Damn it!

“Yes, sir! Just a minute!” she said and I heard some voices of paper scrapping and the background noises. Meanwhile, I looked down out of the window to find Willi already reaching the spot and he was picking up the cell phone from the ground while Max looked inside Nicholas’s SUV for any clue or anything.

Nicholas was already put inside the car and my men were getting ready to drive off to our place with Nicholas.

“Sir wants to talk to you ma’am,” I heard Cosmina and I concentrated back on my phone.

“What me? But why?” I heard Juliette’s voice. I rolled my eyes at her illogical questions.

Stupid! Idiot!

“What do you mean by why? He is husband. Of course, he will only want to talk to you,” I heard mom but when I heard the word husband, something irked me and I didn’t really like the feeling.

Before Juliette could answer the phone, I ended up the call and shoved the phone back into my pant pockets.

“Get a hold of yourself!” I scolded myself.

“You are being distracted by your target,” I said to myself and turned walking towards the stairs which would lead me downwards towards the ground floor.

“Boss everything has been taken care off,” Max said and I nodded.

“Let’s leave,” I informed and the boys nodded walking towards our car.

“Are you going to take him to your house basement cell?” Willi asked all of a sudden which stopped me in my tracks.

“That wouldn’t be a good idea,” he finished.

“You shut up! Don’t you dare question boss’s decision!” Max sneered up beside him.

“Enough you two!” I yelled.

“This is not the place and time for you two to fight. And no, I am not planning on taking him to my house where it could be dangerous for my family for he is dangerous,” I said looking at Nicholas’s unconscious body.

“Take him to our main cellar,” I ordered and the boys nodded before we got inside the car and drove off to the place where the asshole was to be kept.

I would have kept in our house cellar but that would have been dangerous. Not because as if he would cause any harm to anyone in my house, but I wanted him to stay away from Juliette.

Also, its not really the right time to let Juliette know about everything that has been going on. I have decided, that her father will be explaining everything to her but until that this brat needs to stay away from Juliette.

I scoffed seeing his unconscious self from the rearview mirror of the car.

What do you see in him, Juliette?

We drove to our destination with the SUV that Nicholas brought being driven by Max and he was tailing behind us. Willi was quietly driving the car while I sat on the passenger seat next to Willi, silently gazing out of the car’s tinted glass window.

“What are you planning to do with him?” the silence was broken by Willi asking me questions.

“You surely ask too many questions,” I said not even bothering to look his way. I heard him chuckling and I looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

“Nothing!” he shook his head.

“But I wanted to ask you a question!” he said and I gave him a sharp look.

“Didn’t you just ask one a few seconds ago?” I questioned.

“No! No! This one is last!” he said and I nodded pointing him to ask with my finger.

“Will I get my chance with him?” all of a sudden he looked cold and terrible. As if he wanted to kill someone almost immediately. His knuckles turned white at the rate in which he held the steering wheel.

I leaned against the door and rested my left cheek on my wrist supporting my hand from my elbow as I kept it on the window frame.

“Chance? On what? Talking?” I asked in a tone as if I was taunting him. I surely was taunting him.

“Talking? Huh!” he scoffed.

“It’s torturing the mo***f****r” he completed and his enthusiasm in torturing the asshole on our back seat made me chuckle deeply.

Hmm! Interesting! I guess this man is slowly winning my trust, day by day.

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