C21

LOGAN

I arrive where I told the guy who has information for us to meet me.

He hands the file to me and I flop it on the chair in my car. I hand him the envelope of money and he looks at me warily, which makes me smirk underneath the mask hiding my face.

He hesitantly takes the envelope and then scurries off into the night.

I get in the car and call Kill.

"We have him."

There's silence on the other end of the line.

"Gather all the guys,I'll meet you at the bar."

When I get to the bar,I see them seated at the far end in a booth, I walk over and take a sit next to Sin.

"What do you have?" I ask.

Sin pulls out a phone and shows me a surveillance footage of a guy who walks out of Yemen Sullivan's office. I pass it on to Zayn who curses.

"This guy looks exactly like Kill," he says.

He does,this guy is a doppelganger,a real replica. Starting from his height,hair and down to the tattoos on his left hand. Only us who know him very well can tell the slight body difference,they did a good fucking job,I'll give them that. These people are spending a hell lot of money just to get rid of us.

I open the file and spread out the pictures on the table.

"No shit," Viking says in awe.

"Whoever made that doppelganger knows Kill on a personal level."

"Malik," Sin concludes.

With him being exiled,I doubt he would be able to hold so much power enough to do all this.

"It could be him or not."

"Zyion was the man who was paid to get rid of the body," I state.

When he found out about the trail of corpses spread throughout New York City,he knew exactly who was leaving them and that he would soon be part of them. So he came to me willingly handing over information on who put the tag on Kill's head. Afraid that the person would come for him because of the data he held, he asked for protection for he and his family who are likely to be massacred. I assured him that person was already a walking dead,it was just a matter of time before Kill killed him.

I explain to them every bit of information I gathered so far.

If the Vail studies this case and believe Kill really did it, they'll order for his head and we won't be able to do anything about it. The Vail is the council who holds all secret society parties together and makes the Commandments,aka Rules and Laws. Mafias,Cartels,Organizations,Clubs etc.

"How did you even know all this?"

I smile at the thought of how I was able to get my hands on the information.

"Benson Beckett was the man who made the doppelganger,he himself told me after I cut off his heir's toes and snapped his cousin's tongue off. The only thing he didn't say was who paid him to do it.Which brings us back to the major suspect-"

"Malik," Serpant finishes.

There's no person who is an expert at evading the system like he does. That's what he was initiated for.

"It might be someone from the organization," Sin says.

"Do you think Mikhail would kill his own son just to get his position at the top?" Viking asks.

"Anything is fucking possible," Zayn says.

Here's the thing about this world, people betray each other just to get to the top. Some don't give a shit about blood, people like Mikhail,Yuri and Benson Beckett only think about power and nothing more.

When Mikhail's son was given a higher position than him,he was furious and embarrassed. Even though he pretended to be proud,we knew he would snap at some point.

My head swings to Kill who's shoulders are tense.

"Kill,what are you thinking?"

"We find this little fucking shit," he gets up and starts walking to the door.

*CAMPUS*

I stand at a corner, waiting for the perfect moment to jump my prey. When I see her, I make sure to let her pass me so that I can grab her from behind.

She's about to close the door to her room when I place my foot between it and the frame,her eyes widen but I don't wince since I'm wearing combat boots. Before she can register what is happening,I'm already pinning her against the wall.

"What are you doing here?"

Her hands wrap around each of my wrists.

"What the fuck was that back there? Hmm Millie?"

A frown tugs at her thick eyebrows.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

My nostrils flare at the perfect pretence she's showing.

"I see you're getting too comfortable with that loser."

Realization hits her and then her lips part.

"Trevor?"

"Finally,a name to a face."

My eyes glint with malice. I've been ignoring their perfect little bonding for weeks,there hasn't been a time where I've seen them and they aren't smiling at each other or getting handsy.

"Don't you dare, Logan."

"Acting protective over him is just multi pissing me the fuck off."

A hiss leaves my lips when a knee comes hard on my balls. Millie manages to slip through and runs to stand in the far corner of the room.

"You don't get to tell me who I can be with, Trevor is not a sadistic bastard like you!"

I stand tall and level her with a glare. Her lips tremble so she purses them and lifts her chin up, showing courage she doesn't have.

"Get out of my room,Logan."

I slowly walk toward her but she stays rooted in place,both stubbornness and fear shining in her eyes.

"I told you dimples,that's out of the equation."

"You have a girlfriend."

"I do."

Her focused eyes falter for a fleet second before she masters the nonchalant look.

"But you don't seem to like that,do you,dimples?"

She swallows and backs up against the wall. I stand in front of her and lick her trembling lips.

"You don't like the idea of me touching someone else, kissing someone else," I pull back and burn my gaze into her eyes. "You can't stand the pictures of me bending Mia over the desk and fucking her while I pull on her hair."

"Stop.." she whispers.

"It pisses you off that you can't get what I give you from someone else because they are not me."

I run my finger on the vein popping at the side of her delicate neck.

"You want to show a plain nun to the world,but you can't hide that little monster inside of you, clawing at your insides for you to unleash her to the world."

I trail my hand up her thigh,disappearing under her flared dress while the other holds the back of her neck. I stop when I reach the joint of her inner thigh and underwear,then slowly start drawing small circles.

Millie's breathing comes out harsh and fast.

"You don't want my finger to just end here Millie,you want to know what it feels like to be filled out by me," I give her an open mouthed kiss on her slightly parted lips. I press my middle finger which has a ring against her soft skin and she sucks in a shallow breath. I smirk at that and then lean closer to whisper in her ear,she smells so fucking perfect.

"You want to know how this cold ring would feel in that tight hole of yours,don't you?"

"We can't..."

"Can't what?"

"Can't do this to Mia," She licks her dry lips.

"Fuck Mia," I say uncaring,which makes anger blaze in her eyes.

She pushes me away and I let her.

"Get out," she points to the door.

I glare at her,

"I said get out!"

I move at a speed that has her flinching back and slamming against the wall,her head hitting it in the process.

I roughly lift her dress up and wrap my hand around her thigh,hiking it up on my waist. She grabs my shoulders for balance as her eyes widen.

"What are you doing?" She whispers.

A knock on the door rises her panic but I remain unfazed.

"Millie? I heard a thump,are you okay?"

I smirk at the sound of Mia's voice.

"Let me go." She says in panic,when I don't move,she looks at me as if I've grown an extra head. "Logan,that's Mia out there,your girlfriend."

"Even better,she can listen to your erotic voice while I give you your wakeup call," I swiftly move her panties aside.

"What-"

Before she can finish,I thrust my middle finger inside her virgin cunt, The one from the left hand without a ring.

Her head falls against my shoulder but I wrap my hand around her throat and lift her face to meet mine.

"I wouldn't do this if I knew you didn't want it dimples. You're a dirty little saint aren't you?"

I curve my finger and start to move them inside her, slowly at first,she whimpers as her friend knocks for the second time.

Her features start to change, uncomfortability to pleasure.

She bites her lip, trying to trap the sound that I know is about to escape her lips. I lean in and speak against her them.

"Let go, little monster."

I quicken the rhythm and she gasps. There,that's it. I rub the spot again and she presses her teeth deeper into the flesh of her bottom lip. I squeeze her cheeks until she lets go.

"Don't fucking hide from me Millie."

Then I undo her with my finger, until what I want happens. Millie's moan fills the room,her eyes meet mine and they widen. I meet her look of shock with a smirk.

"There she is."