Cold and Ice
- Genre: Romance
- Status: Ongoing
- Language: English
- Author: Cassie Strangeworm
“Where the hell are you going?”
I was really angry as I looked into her eyes. She didn’t deserve me. She didn’t respect me. Despite being the Don and the one who should command respect, she loved disrespecting me.
She smirked at me, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “Why, my dear Don, I’m going wherever I please. I don’t need your permission,” she replied, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
I gritted my teeth, trying to keep my cool. “You know that’s not what I meant. We have a business to attend to. We can’t just wander off whenever we feel like it.”
She rolled her eyes. “Oh, please. We have all the time in the world. Don’t be so uptight.”
I sighed, feeling my anger starting to simmer down. She always knew how to get under my skin. “Fine. Just make sure you don’t get into any trouble.”
She grinned, her eyes twinkling. “No promises.”
As she sauntered away, I couldn’t help but watch her go, admiring the way she moved with such confidence and grace. Despite our constant bickering, there was something about her that drew me in that kept me coming back for more.
I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts. I had more pressing matters to attend to. The rival gang that had been encroaching on our territory needed to be dealt with, and I was the one who had to lead the charge.
I gathered my men, giving them strict instructions on what needed to be done. It wasn’t going to be easy, but we were determined to protect what was ours.
As we made our way toward the enemy’s stronghold, I couldn’t help but wonder what she was up to. She was always one to do things her own way, and I had a feeling that this time was no different.
But I pushed those thoughts aside, focusing on the task at hand. It was time to show these outsiders who was the boss, and we weren’t going to let anyone stand in our way.
The night was dark and humid, with a heavy fog settling over the streets. It made it difficult to see, but our group moved quietly and quickly toward our target.
As we got closer, we could hear the sound of their footsteps echoing in the alleyway. They knew we were coming, but we had the element of surprise on our side.
I signaled for my men to fan out, each taking a different position. We were outnumbered, but we were better trained and more experienced. It was going to be a tough fight, but we were ready for it.
Suddenly, there was a shout from the other end of the alleyway, and the sound of gunfire filled the air. My heart raced as I drew my own weapon, ready to defend myself and my men.
“What the hell are you doing in my territory?” Marko spoke with anger in his voice.
“Your territory?” I laughed loudly. “Do you know who the fuck I am?”
“Of course I do,” Marko laughed. “You are a nobody. You are a man who has no clue of what he has gotten himself into.”
“You are wrong, Marko,” I was really angry now. “I am the Don. I am the king of the Underworld, where crime, blood, and sin are what makes us merry.”
Marko snorted. “You may think you’re the king, but you’re nothing compared to me. I have more power, more men, and more resources than you could ever dream of having.”
I narrowed my eyes, feeling the anger boiling inside me. “We’ll see about that,” I said and signaled for my men to advance.
The two sides clashed with a deafening sound of metal and gunfire. It was a brutal and bloody battle, with men falling on both sides. The air was thick with smoke, and the sound of screams echoed through the night.
I fought with all my might, determined to win at any cost. I could see that we were slowly gaining the upper hand, and I felt a sense of pride and satisfaction swell inside me.
But then, out of nowhere, there was a sudden explosion that rocked the ground beneath us. Debris rained down from above, and I stumbled backward, trying to regain my balance.
As I looked up, I saw a figure silhouetted against the smoke and flames. It was her. The woman who had caused me so much frustration and desire. She was standing on the roof of a nearby building, holding a remote detonator in her hand.
“Time to end this little party,” she said, a wicked grin on her face.
“What the hell did you do?” I yelled, my heart racing with fear and anger.
She shrugged. “Just a little something to level the playing field. Now let’s get out of here before the cops show up.”
I gritted my teeth, feeling my anger and frustration boiling over. “You never change, do you? Always doing things your own way, no matter the consequences.”
She chuckled. “And you love me for it.”
I shook my head, feeling a mix of emotions. Love, hate, desire, frustration. It was all jumbled up inside me, and I didn’t know how to make sense of it.
As we ran through the streets, trying to evade the police and our enemies, I couldn’t help but think about what had just happened. The battle, the explosion, the chaos. It was all so surreal, so intense.
And in the midst of it all, there was her. The woman who had stolen my heart and my soul. The woman who drove me crazy with desire and frustration.
I knew that I couldn’t keep going on like this. I needed to make a choice. Was I going to continue down this path of crime and violence, or was I going to leave it all behind and start anew?
It was a difficult decision, but one that I knew I needed to make. And as I looked at her, running beside me with a wild grin on her face, I knew that whatever choice I made, she would be by my side.