Tartarus sub-headquarters Russia

It was a pitch black night, the luminescence of moon and stars was absent with thunder clouds surrounding the Tartarus sub-headquarters of Russia reassembling the night of the crowning for Ajax as the Devil of Underworld- a place of bloodthirst, misery, and torments.

Entering the office of Julian Romanov and looking at the photos of his uncle's younger days brought his childhood memories back like a flash of time. He was reminiscing those days when he used to be innocent and curious- the starry green-eyed child with no malice, the same greens that now haunted people in their nightmares. Julian Romanov has changed and so has he.

Alaina moved to sit beside him when she was snatched up in his lap.

"You need not be wary of him and this place, although he looks cruel and this place full of evil, uncle still has his own morals yet if you ever feel uncomfortable or even an ounce of doubt at someone, you must not endure, you must deal with it the way you want and I will take care of the rest....silly baby, are you even listening."

Alaina was not, since earlier she had always seen him calculating and scrutinizing things but this time his crystal eyes seem to sing a foreign tale of kindness that stemmed from hardships bestowed upon him, thus she could not help but drool a little mentally at his caring attitude.

"Y-Yea...understood."

Her forehead was flicked at that to which she could not help but pout. "Focus."

After that Alaina made herself comfortable, sitting on his thighs, and waited.

"Do you remember that I went to take a drink while you and Mr. Romanov were talking?"

When Ajax nodded in affirmation Alaina continued.

"Giovanni Castillo from the Spanish crime family, the one we talked about previously has not visited the party but their rivals- the Garcia family have arrived with a strange petite woman that was continuously shaking...."

"You mean to say she is not from their family and is someone whom they abducted?" Ajax was informed by his men of the matter earlier but was astonished how much of the information his girl could grasp in mere seconds, it was good that she was by his side or she would make an extremely tough competitor.

"I perceive it as such, she was the only person who could not speak Spanish fluently...you know about it don't you? Who is she?"

"Emily Castillo, the youngest daughter of Giovanni. The enemy too fancy to her thus she was abducted last month, we have been following this information since then, although Giovanni is arrogant and does not knows how to bow down yet this is his precious daughter.."

"So can we help her?" Alaina clenched her fingers somewhat remembering her days of abduction and torture to which Ajax rubbed her head to soothe down her stress.

"We will help her, the Garcia represent a strong pillar behind Valace's power. Although there is no friend in mafia dynasty yet enemy's enemy shall always serve as an ally, besides a lot of females have been sold and bought by the Garcia's...they must be eradicated completely."

He closed his eyes and grabbed the office desk tightly instead of the petite fairy afraid that she would not be able to endure his strength and he would hurt her, the sharp glass-slabs pierced his palm but physical pain was nothing compared to the pain he lived his entire life. All of them must die.

Disappear and go to hell.

The veil was removed and soon a feather light kiss was placed upon corner of his lips.

"Hey, its alright....." She peppered his face with those tiny butterfly kisses that were so sweet that it lightened his mood.

Right....he was with his baby, he must keep his wrath under control.

Alaina reached for his callused hands and gently lifted them up to her face before kissing the palm softly, she was so small as compared to him thus when both of her hands held his they were in harmony. Plump red lips glided on his knuckles as she kissed them slowly before she made his palm cup her face and as if a tiny mouse seeking shelter in storm, she almost melted into his palm.

Ajax who could just watch the woman with some astonishment felt something fluffy in his heart.

So precious

She was so adorable.

His Alaina was so beautiful that it sometimes hurt his heart...so pretty.

"To uncover my veil is a dangerous thing, isn't it?" It was her first time initiating a move on him, but he needed to let out his anger or it would burn him and in turn it would incinerate her. If he was fire, she would be his ashes. The thing was that this person that belonged to him knew exactly when to be heart wrenchingly cute and then also how to rile him up and be bold and seductive.

For now Ajax was unable to point a finger that which side of hers he preferred more.

"If anybody would have heard me introducing myself as Alaina Strom would I have been in trouble?" Those innocent lashes when fluttered gently looking down they were a provocation to him.

A groan escaped from deep inside his chest as he stopped her talking by molding his lips with her cherry red ones, it wasn't an innocent kiss to begin with, his anger and dominance controlled it his lips left a wet fire across hers, his tongue entered her mouth, exploring her all the while making her moan.

But how come Alaina Storm feel alright if he was the only one controlling him? Her own tongue stopped him his obsession to which his hands travelled down her waist to her thighs, gliding and digging his fingers on the bare flesh available through the parted dress. He would mark her all pink and red with his touch.

His hands travelled higher to her upper thighs making her gasp giving him enough time to manifest complete control.

"Seductress, who dares go against you...." He hissed in her ear before his lips descended onto her neck marking them with dark love bites.

Nobody would touch her....he was a sinner, she was his sin.

He was a mortal, she was the nector he was searching for, if he was dying then she was his last breath.

She straddled him, her hands untying his tie and throwing it on the desk before her lips parted as if inviting him to savor them. God knows how long they continued with their kissing, touching and feeling one another when Alaina broke the kiss to which Ajax rested his head back at the throne chair.

"Settle down babylove." The princess was picked up in his arms as Ajax pulled a chair close to settle her, her dress that was raised up to the thigh was the first thing he fixed, followed by her veil. Looking her once from top to bottom he pecked her head when the confused pout made him chuckle.

A moment passed and an intruder entered the office, none other than the American Don himself- Julian Romanov.

"What is it that you cannot wait for it Ajax?" his eyes remained void of all emotions other than anger when he looked at the girl sitting beside his nephew.

He took a seat at the chair in front ,ignoring the fact that his newphew was acquiring the throne right now- his throne. If that was not his sister's precious son Julian might have flipped the table as well.

"Tonight I am launching an attack on Spanish mafia- the Garcias, you must inform Giovanni that we found his daughter.

There are a group of people that I have sorted out to bring to our side, Uncle must extend them an invitation from my side."

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Storm Palace Russia

Cally's pov

"Dad- " I began with a trembling voice on my phone .I was seated in my bedroom with me on my bed and Ryan on the couch examining my each and every move.

"Not now Cally -" he said with a tired voice ready to cut me off. "Ajax Waylon is here...." a sharp intake of breath was followed by a deafening silence.

"What the hell are you talking about?" His sharp voice was on full alert, now sounding all rejuvenated as a bucket of ice cold water was poured upon him.

"I want you to talk to someone." My voice was on the verge of cracking, I was afraid.

"Mr Strom, greetings. I am Ryan you daughter's boyfriend and......Ajax Waylon's third in command." there was nothing that one could find in those words, no fear, no apprehension and not even any compassion. It was pure indifference.

"Listen there boy, if you touched my daughter I will have your head, will search for your family and rip them off to shreds." My father's thunderous voice bellowed from the phone.

"I will not be your first time, right Mr Strom?"

........................................................... VALACE STORM