Aaron's Pov
Aaron stepped into the basement, his cold demeanor returned. He saw the man bound and injured, and he smirked before calling out to another figure in the shadows.
"Derek!" he called out. "Wake him up."
Derek appeared from the shadows, looking every bit as intimidating as Aaron. He walked over to the man and roughly shook him awake.
Aaron walked over to the man, who immediately started begging for mercy. "Please, I swear I didn't mean to do it. I was just following orders. Please have mercy," he pleading.
Aaron ignored his pleas, his expression cold. He leaned down so he was eye-level with the man and spoke in a low, dangerous tone. "Who sent you?" he asked.
As Aaron heard the man's words, he felt a sudden wave of anger wash over him. The Russians were targeting Eva?
He grabbed the man roughly by the collar and pulled him up, slamming him against the wall behind him. "You were following Eva?" he growled.
Aaron slammed the man onto the table, pinning him down. He leaned in close, his face mere inches away from the man's. "Who told them about her?" he demanded, his voice low and dangerous.
The man whimpered and tried to squirm away, but Aaron's grip was unbreakable. "I...I don't know. I swear, I was just following orders."
Aaron smirked as he caught the knife from Derek. He turned back to the man, who looked up at him with a mixture of fear and desperation. Aaron leaned over him, the blade glinting in the dim light. "You're going to tell me everything," he said, his voice cold and unwavering.
The man cried out in pain as Aaron twisted the knife in his flesh. "I swear, I don't know anything!" he cried. "Please, I don't know who told them about her. I was just following orders, I swear."
Aaron leaned in closer, his face cold and uncaring. "You'd better think real hard," he said, twisting the knife again. "Because I don't believe you.
"The man's face went pale at Aaron's words. "One of our members...?" he whispered, looking up at Aaron with wide eyes. "I don't...I didn't know..."
Aaron stabbed the knife thrice in his abdomen and after twisting it ruthlessly he asked again '' Tell me if you want to live your life more ...."
The man was in extreme pain and said "On-one of ur worker , but i swear I don't know any-anything further ".
Aaron then stabbed the knife into his eyes and said "You looked at her with these filthy eyes , now face the consequences. "
with that he again stabbe the knife into his second eye.
He groaned in pain and die .
Aaron walked back, wiping the blood from his hands. He looked over at Derek. "Dig everything you can find out about the Russians.
Every bit of information," he said, his voice cold. "I want to know who the hell is targeting Eva."
After the tense scene in the basement,
Aaron and Derek headed to a nearby club to unwind. They walked in nonchalantly, taking in the sights and sounds of the club.
Music blared from the speakers, and the air was thick with the scent of alcohol and sweat.They made their way to the VIP corner of the club, where the most exclusive tables and couches were located. The lighting was dim and sultry, and the atmosphere was much more intimate than in the rest of the club.
A scantily clad woman approached them, her curvy figure accentuated by her figure-hugging dress. She sauntered up to Aaron, a sultry smile on her lips. "Can I get you anything, sir?" she purred.
Aaron barely even glanced at the woman as he gave his order. "A glass of wine," he said, his voice nonchalant. The woman looked at him for a moment, clearly put off by his lack of interest. But she quickly pasted on a smile and nodded. "Coming right up," she said, before turning and walking away.
Derek leaned over and spoke in a low voice, his eyes scanning the club as he talked. "I've been asking around. Nobody seems to know anything concrete. But I've heard a few things," he said, keeping his voice low so that only Aaron could hear.
Derek leaned closer, his voice dropping even lower. "I've heard rumblings about a new player in town. Someone who's been causing trouble for the local mafia bosses. Some are saying it's the Russians."
Aaron suddenly became very serious, his attention fully focused on Derek's words. "Russians, huh?" he said, his voice tense. "You think they could be behind the attacks on Eva?"
Derek shrugged. "It's hard to say for sure, but it wouldn't surprise me. They're ruthless, and they don't care who gets caught in the crossfire." He paused, taking a sip of his whiskey. "But I'll keep digging. I'll find out who's behind this, no matter what it takes."
There was steely determination in Aaron's eyes. "Yeah, you do that," he said, taking a sip of his own drink. "I want answers, and I want them fast. Nobody threatens what's mine."
The same scantily clad girl from before returned, bearing a glass of wine. "Here you go, sir," she said, placing the glass on the table in front of Aaron.
The woman leaned over as she placed the glass on the table, giving Aaron a full view of her ample cleavage. She smiled saucily, clearly trying to entice him. "Is there anything else I can get for you?" she asked, her voice suggestive.
The woman leaned over as she placed the glass on the table, giving Aaron a full view of her ample cleavage. She smiled saucily, clearly trying to entice him. "Is there anything else I can get for you?" she asked, her voice suggestive.
Aaron said nonchanlantly " Yeah , get some standards.
The woman looked taken aback by Aaron's cold response, but she quickly masked her surprise. "Hey, I'm just doing my job," she said, her tone changing to defensive.
The woman huffed in annoyance. "Fine, be that way," she said, rolling her eyes. "You don't know what you're missing."
As Aaron looked up at the woman, his gaze was intense and intimidating. The woman shrank back slightly, her confident demeanor faltering under Aaron's cold glare. She swallowed nervously, clearly unnerved by his intimidating presence.
Aaron's voice was cold and authoritative, leaving no room for argument. "I suggest you leave us alone, if uh don't want to be dog's food" he said, his eyes never leaving the woman's face. "
The woman paled at Aaron's words, her bravado crumbling in an instant. She knew better than to mess with someone like him. "N-no, of course," she said quickly, her voice now shaky and fearful. "I'll leave you alone. Sorry to bother you."
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Eva's Pov
Eva's heart ached as she looked at the injured dog struggling on the side of the road. She couldn't bear to just walk by and ignore it. With a deep breath, she approached the dog slowly, trying not to spook it.
After making sure that dog is alright , Eva, left with kyle for shopping .
After what feels like eternity they reached Eva's home . Serena was already there, waiting for them .
Serena was meticulously jotting down notes on her phone, planning her upcoming birthday party.
Kyle was lost in the world of social media, scrolling endlessly through her Instagram feed. Meanwhile, Eva was ensconced in a comfortable armchair, lost in the pages of a good book.
Kyle suddenly looked up from her phone, eyes sparkling with excitement. "Guys, we should totally go clubbing tonight," she declared. "It's been ages since we had a night out on the town!"
Eva and Serena both looked up from their respective activities, surprised by Kyle's sudden suggestion. Eva raised an eyebrow, her expression amused. "Clubbing? Tonight?" she repeated, setting her book aside.
Serena nodded eagerly, a grin spreading across her face. "Yeah, why not? It'll be fun! We can get dressed up, hit the dance floor, and let loose. It's been so long since we've had a proper girls' night out!"
Eva headed over to her closet, the girls trailing closely behind. They sifted through the clothes, hangers clacking as they looked for something suitable for a night out. "Alright, we need something that says 'confident,' 'sexy,' and 'I can own the dance floor,'" Kyle said decisively.
They rifled through the hangers, eyes scanning the various dresses in front of them. Then, suddenly, I let out an excited gasp. "Oh my god, look at this one!" I exclaimed, holding up a gorgeous little black dress. "It's perfect!" Serena said while looking at the dress .
As Serena continued searching through Eva's clothes, she stumbled upon a stunning black ensemble. It consisted of a tight-fitting , matching leggings, and knee-high leather boots.
Kyle went with a shimmering slvery green tank top that hugged her curves nicely paired with black skinny jeans, which accentuated her toned legs.
Eva's outfit

Serena's outfit

Kyle's outfit

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The trio made their way to the finest club in the city - a plush and exclusive establishment where only the elite gathered. As they approached, they could feel the pulsating music even before they stepped inside.
They made their way to the VIP section of the club, where the most exclusive area was located. It was a spacious and luxurious area, with dim lighting and expensive décor. In the center of the VIP section was a bar, attended by expert mixologists who were whipping up a range of creative cocktails.
Eva was enjoying the music and the atmosphere, dancing carefree when she suddenly felt a pair of hands on her waist from behind. She jumped, startled, and spun around to see who had grabbed her.
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