Chapter 84

The woman had no idea that her fate had already been decided and someone would soon knock on her door.

But first, Anton decided to invite the woman who bumped into Sophie's car. He didn't feel like visiting her personally, so he sent his men to get her.

Anton got back into the car and drove once again to the abandoned warehouse.

Atrraving there before the guest show up, he went inside and, sitting on the only chair, lit a cigarette.

Watching it slowly burn out, he took a few drags and blew out clouds of white smoke. As he played with the last of the cigarette in his hand, he heard a car approaching.

His guest number two had finally arrived.

Two men carried the unconscious woman inside and placed her on the ground in front of the boss.

One of them tied her hands behind her back and left them alone in the warehouse.

Anton was in no hurry to wake the woman up. As he sat and played with his cigarette, he regarded her with his frosty gaze.

Some time later, the woman began to recover. She slowly opened her eyes and quickly realized what had happened.

Struggling on the ground, she tried to free her hands, not noticing Anton sitting in front of her. Only when she looked around did she look at him with horror. 

"Help! Help!" She began to scream with all her strength in a panicked voice.

Anton, watching her struggle, raised one eyebrow slightly.

He stubbed out another cigarette with his boot and slowly stood up from the chair, dusting off his suit. 

"As you can see, it wasn't worth it for you to accept this job. What did you gain from it? How much money did she offer you? How will you spend it now? All your work was wasted." He crouched down next to the woman, looking at her with a grimace on his face.

"You know what I dislike the most? People who destroy the lives of innocent people for money. All this slander and saying bullshit... About my sister whom I recently met. About my sister who had a hard life. About Ruslanov. How stupid do you have to be to slander someone like that?" Anton slowly shook his head.

"Do you think we could make some cool videos of you showing how much you like having fun with men? We'll give you something to warm up and invite a few people. What do you think?" He asked, tilting his head to the side and watching her growing fear.

"No! Please! You won't do it! I'll tell everything to the police!" The woman screamed in panic as tears began to flow down her cheeks.

"Do you think the police will believe you after seeing the videos? Trust me, you'll be more than willing after you take a few pills. And if you go to report it to the police, I suspect they'll arrest you for taking illegal drugs. So, apart from cute videos on the Internet, you'll also have to spend time in prison." Anton nodded his head as he thought about it.

"You know what? Actually, you're right. You'll need a moment of silence from the comments that will describe you after everything. A moment in prison will be an escape from what you'll experience when you get out." A slight smile appeared on Anton's lips. "Thanks for your help. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have thought of it. Guys!"

Anton, ignoring the woman's protests, called his men inside. He told them what to do and, waving goodbye to the grieving woman, he left the warehouse and got into his car.

With his part done, Anton called the twins.

"Bethany's location now" He ordered and set off. A moment later, a message appeared on his phone where the woman was now.

Day slowly began to turn into the night when Anton drove up to the building. To his surprise, after checking the surroundings, there were no cameras, security or bodyguards. 

"Is she really that stupid or is it just me?" The man said to himself as he walked to the entrance.

The door was closed but that didn't stop him at all. With one strong kick, the door creaked open.

With his hands in his pockets, Anton walked in nonchalantly, looking around.

Hearing a noise upstairs, he leisurely went up the stairs, looking for the troublesome woman.

Hearing something in one of the rooms, he walked up to it and grabbed the door handle. The door was closed.

"Come on Bethany. Open up. You know it's inevitable," Anton called coldly, not wanting to play cat and mouse. 

"I called the police! They'll be here soon! You better leave while you still can!" She threatened in a shaky voice from the room.

Anton hissed in displeasure and got rid of the obstacle with another kick.

Bethany squealed in fear as she saw the man enter. 

"Just as I don't beat women, it looks like you'll be the first one"

Without hesitation, Anton knocked the stubborn woman unconscious, he put her on his shoulder and, as if nothing had happened, he left the house with her, threw her in the trunk and drove away.

After driving for quite some time, he finally arrived at one of the larger clubs.

He parked the car in the back, went out, and knocked twice on the door.

The big security guard opened it and, seeing Anton, immediately bowed to him. 

"Call An. I have goods for her."

The man wasted no time in disappearing through the door and a moment later a beautiful woman with tempting makeup and a tight, short dress, that highlighted her wonderful curves, appeared in the doorway.

"Anton, how nice of you to drop by. What brings you here?" She asked in a soft, resonant voice.

"I have a request for you. I have a nuisance in the trunk that won't leave my sister. Take her to one of your clubs abroad and give her a lot of clients without the possibility of escape. Let her do what she does best. Whatever she earns it's yours," Anton suggested, walking over to the car and pulling out the still unconscious Bethany.

An looked at her carefully with a smile on her face. "I see some potential in her. I'll be happy to take her." She winked encouragingly at Anton, who had a very serious face.

"Thanks. I still have something to do so I'll be off. Remember to keep your eyes on her. She's sneaky" He warned before getting into his car and driving away.