In His Power: Beyond Darkness, #1

By Iris Deorre

When something happens at one of Victor’s theme parks, a side business he has as a cover up, he meets a woman who might change his life forever. But not before he can change hers. A life changing event shatters her world, and loosing faith in the police, she accepts Victor’s help, with his not so ethical ways.  It might take a bad man to take down bad people. Will that make Victor a good man or just a man who has finally found love. There is light and darkness in all, but which one will he become? Will the light of love make him into the man he supposed to be? Only time will tell!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Iris Deorre
• Release date: Nov 14, 2014
• ISBN: 9781502226853

Iris Deorre

Iris Deorre is not only an Author but she is also an Entrepreneur. She loves to write erotic stories, weaving difficult love triangles with exciting and daring sex. Iris loves to mix her erotica with paranormal. You’ll find Shapeshifters, werewolves, vampires, to name a few. When Iris is not writing, you'll find her spending time with her daughter, taking long walks in the country or you will find her spending time with good friends and good wine.

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This book is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations and incidents are products of author’s imagination, or have been used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales or events is entirely coincidental

Chapter One

The black jeep with the tinted windows stopped outside the empty warehouse. It was in the middle of nowhere and the walls were ruined by graffiti, and not a window was left undamaged. A tall man in a dark suit wearing dark sunglasses stepped out of the driver’s seat. He moved to the back of the car, and opened the door. Out stepped Victor Adamovich. He took in the surroundings, fiddled with his tie and finally pushed on a pair of dark glasses.

He took bold steps to the entrance of the warehouse, there was the sound of a dying man, a sound too familiar to him. The sounds brought him to a halt, and he looked around him.

‘Mr Adamovich,’ said a man also dressed in a black suit. ‘He’s not giving us anything.’

Victor walked up to the man who was tied to a chair. Blood oozed from the top of his head, his white t-shirt drenched in blood and he looked like he would soon pass out.

‘I swear, the money was stolen from me,’ he pleaded with Victor. ‘I didn’t use it, I swear.’

Victor pulled off his jacket and handed it to a man who stood to the left of him. With great satisfaction, he turned up the sleeves to his crisp white shirt, humming a tune as he did so. He loosened his tie, undid the top three buttons, knelt down beside the man and looked up at him.

‘I’ll give you one chance to tell me where the fuck my money is. After that, you’re a dead man. Are we clear?’ His fierce grey eyes bore into the man. ‘Do you understand?’

The man swallowed back hard.

‘So I will ask just this once. Where the fuck is my money!?’ His jet black hair fell to the side of his face. He had strong bold features that would make any woman weak, but within that perfect body and gorgeous face, was a black heart.

‘Someone broke into my apartment and stole it, I swear on my mother’s grave.’ The man panted.

‘You swear.’ Victor laughed. ‘You swear.’ He stood up and looked at the two men who had been trying to get the man to confess over the past five hours. ‘You swear on your mother’s grave?’ He laughed again. ‘Now you listen you sick fat fuck!’ His face grew cold, he took the man’s chin between his hands and held on tight. ‘I don’t care who or what came into your house. All I want is my money!’

‘I don’t have it. I...’

Victor pushed the man, and he fell to the ground, his body still bound to the chair. He placed his left foot on the man’s head and pushed down hard. ‘Do you feel that?’ He pushed. ‘This is just the beginning. Now tell me, where’s my money?’

‘I don’t have it...’

Victor stepped off the man. ‘Pick him up,’ he said to the men.

The two big men lifted the man off the floor. Victor turned away a moment, cracking his neck, and then turned back to the man. ‘Is that your final answer?’

‘Yes, I don’t have your money. Please let me go so I can find it. I promise I’ll have it by tomorrow.’

‘That’s what you told me last week.’ He rolled down the sleeves to the shirt. ‘Your time is up.’ He motioned for his jacket, and the man helped him into it. ‘I told you from the beginning, that I don’t like people who double cross me.’

‘I didn’t. I swear!’

‘You must think I was born yesterday. You’ve had the opportunity to speak the truth, but you’ve chosen to continue to lie! I know all about your side deals, and that something went wrong. You think I don’t know that. You think I don’t know that you handed over my money to someone else to save your ass.’

The man blinked and swallowed back. ‘Please...I’ll get it back.’

‘There is no need.’ He smiled at the man.

‘What does that mean?’ The man didn’t like the sound of that.

‘It means we can no longer do business.’

The man was silent. Victor turned and headed for the exit. ‘You know what to do with him,’ he shouted without turning back.

‘No...no...please. Please don’t do this! I beg you!’

Victor stepped out into the bright sunshine and shut the door behind him, to shut out the fruitless pleas.

‘Sir.’ His driver opened the door to the jeep.

‘Give me a second Aaron.’ He fiddled in his side pocket and brought out a packet of cigarettes, and lit up.

As the cries floated through the air, Victor took in a deep puff of the cigarette. The sound of the man pleading for his life was like music to his ears. He blew out the smoke, and smiled. He took another two puffs, and then threw the cigarette to the ground crushing it with his foot. Soon all was silent. The was no more pleading for his life, no more lies, just dead silence.

‘Perfect.’ He slid into the jeep. The driver shut the door behind him.

‘Where to, sir?’ asked the driver.

‘Home, there is some business I have to take care of there.’ He remembered the phone call from Bradley, the man who kept an eye on everything. Bradley had given him some disturbing news, not that he wasn’t aware of it. He just wanted to make sure that the parties involved were aware of the fact.

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‘Come here you dirty bitch!’ Von chased Nadine through the massive house.

Nadine giggled as she tried to escape from his embrace.  They’d climbed the stairs and ran through the long passage towards the main bedroom, and he finally caught her.

‘I love it when you talk dirty.’ She laughed. ‘It gets me all horny.’