Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 111 Soren Met Derek

I rode in the backseat of my car to the location where Thomas had instructed my driver to take me.

“I’m impressed by your little daredevil.”

“What do you mean?”

“I gotta say, had you not told me to keep a close eye, I would’ve been tricked by her.”

I didn’t respond, waiting for him to continue.

“She was selling on the market, and honestly, her products sold pretty well-”.

“Get to your point.”

“Yes, yes, here’s the thing. Most of her customers stopped to talk to her before they picked up their products, except for one. He grabbed a bag from her and walked away.”

I thought for a moment, and asked, “A bag of money?”

Thomas whistled. “Bingo! Impressive, boss.”

I frowned. Why would Rosalie give him money? “You got the guy? What did he say?”

“His name is Derek. He admitted that he had blackmailed her.”

The driver pulled the car to a stop, and I took a few deep breaths, trying to keep my cool.

Whoever that person was, it wouldn’t do for him to see just how agitated I was, not to start with anyway.

I got out of the car, tugging on my cufflinks as I went. I straightened my tie and had a quick look around.

Thomas had picked a great location for this. We were on the outskirts of town, away from houses, in an old warehouse.

Where no one would hear him scream.

A few of my men walked in front of me, others behind, as we approached a side door. The scent of old cardboard hit my lungs as the door whipped open, one of my men holding it for me. It was dark inside, only a bare bulb hanging over the head of our captive.

He stared up into my eyes, and I could see the fear gleaming back at me from his dark orbs. Our footsteps echoed off the concrete floor as we made our way over to where Thomas and a few others stood around him. He was tied to a folding chair, but his mouth wasn’t bound. The stench of his sweat burned my nostrils and stopped me short of the circle of light that illuminated only him.

His lip was bleeding, and his eye was swollen. Other than that, he looked like he’d gotten off easy. This time.

He’d already lost a hand.

Today, he might lose even more.

squirm a bit, letting

the recognition on his face. An eyebrow

little matter to discuss. Your name is Derek?” I

asked. |… I don’t

little note to a friend of mine. And I don’t like it when

mine. Especially when those

realized what I was referring

doesn’t matter that you didn’t know that she was my

I watched him lean back in his

there was no place for him to

now… you’re going to

muscle was thrown into

out in anguish was exactly why I’d

I was

again, I hit him with a left hook, followed by a right jab and then another. I hit him several more times, blood flying up and sprinkling my men that

do you want? I’ll do

I wanted to hear. Now, I’ll ask the questions, and

only answer was a small

I asked him, giving him a moment

said,

said. “And how

he said, looking into my

again, punchng him squarely in the nose and

she’s your sister? You

shrieked in pain as blood spurted everywhere. “No! Please! Stepsister..!” he continued. “She’s my

the side and narrowed my

to seem skeptical. Only then it would pressure him to tell me

a man would choose your mother over Rosalie’s mother?” I patted his face, “What the f*ck did your mother do to

I cocked my fist.

he said. It was difficult to

ahead to make up your

fast as he could. “Her

did you know

They said her hair turned white all of sudden, and she died

back as I thought over what he was saying. In all of my intelligence collecting

f*cking idea what you’re talking about, you a*shole,” I told him. “I think you just made that shot up so I’d stop punching you in the face.” |

and my hand was tired from punching

grimaced and stared up at me. “You told Rosalie you needed money, and you have it now. Get your a*s off

tighter on his hair, and his eyes bulged. “If I ever hear from you again, I can guarantee you, the next person who sees you will be trying to identify