Claimed By My Husband's Enemy novel Chapter 36

Chapter 36

Chapter 36

(Landon)

Dad slammed the door open. The lock falling on the marbled floor made a burning sound on our newly sensitive ears. His face distorted in discomfort for a few seconds before he resumed his march towards my desk.

“I can’t believe you were able to hide something very important from me, son.”

I leaned against my swivel chair, my expression remained unchanging. “I don’t think I know what you’re talking about, Chairman. ‘Care explaining to me in a more civilized manner?”

He stared at me and laughed. “That was the same innocence we pulled off in front of the werewolves. You are a moron if you think you could use that same trick on me. You still have a lot to learn from the expert, boy.”

Dad would use that last word whenever he wanted to get a rise out of me. He knew how much I disliked it. He would use it to look down on my efforts, on my contribution to his empire. The word didn’t succeed to get through to me today. He couldn’t affect me the same way anymore. It was my turn to laugh.

In the past, dad wanted me to call him my god. He was that obsessed with the werewolves’ gods and goddesses, he wanted to be like one. I grew up thinking it was the truth. That he was my god. With the empire he built, he got to feed his ego with thousands of humans who referred to him the same way.

With Project X, though, we became equal. Now we were both gods.

No, not equal, I thought after some time. With the power now running in my veins, the table had been turned. I was now his god. And I would make him realize that very soon.

“If that’s the truth, then you wouldn’t have barged in here pathetically, old man.”

His smile vanished. He grabbed Elianna’s framed photo on my desk and slammed it against the wall. It was okay. I had multiple copies in my house. I could let that pass. Just not her painting on the wall, I had that made recently. It could not be repainted again. It was hard to find a good painter these days since the one who painted that was dead.

His fault.

I caught him salivating over my wife’s photo.

I was the only man allowed to do that.

“You lied about Elianna’s identity, Landon. Who is she?” the old man demanded, his claws and fangs showing. “Who is her mother? Tell me!”

“Someone you will never get to know, Chairman. Not in the past. And certainly not in the future.”

He tossed my mahogany table and strangled me when he got to me. His eyes widened when I managed to snicker despite his efforts to terrorize me. His eyes turned purple, the sign of human-werewolf hybrids. In a blink of an eye, I reversed our position. I had my hand wrapped tightly around his throat as I lifted him in the air.

Shock and fear flickered across his eyes. He watched as my own eyes changed their color and turned to gold.

“H-how? Why are your eyes different from us? We are supposed to be the same! Why are you stronger?”

I released him. “Get on your knees and I might just tell you, Chairman.”

His eyes burned with humiliation and fury. He used to do that to all the businessmen he stumbled upon. He made them beg, made them kneel. And still crushed them in the end. Despite that, because we were two greedy monsters, he discarded his pride and sank on his knees.

Chapter 36

“Tell me now,” he demanded as he gritted his teeth. “Elianna’s mother is not an ordinary human, is she? Did you get your powers from her daughter? Or from the mother? Where is she? Who are they? Are they werewolves?”

I bent down and whispered in his car. “Secret.”

“Landon!”

I chuckled and patted his shoulder. “I changed my mind, Chairman. Try again tomorrow.”

Did he think I would forget the day I caught him masturbating at the magazine that featured my wife in her two-piece bikini?

I waited for this. For revenge.

I picked up Elianna’s picture on the rug. The broken glass cut my fingers. I watched them heal as I brushed the dirt off the photo with my suit and ordered Rad, my new secretary, to call the cleaning crew.

“I want a new desk set up when I come back.”

“Right away, sir.”

Sophie was fired. After Project X, there was no more reason for her to stick around. Elianna wouldn’t have to be jealous of other women anymore. With the mixed blood in my system, I could handle my rut now which meant I could handle her

curse now.

We won’t be needing outsiders anymore.

She didn’t understand why I needed those women. If she did, she’ll see the reason. She’ll forgive me. Because everything I did from day one, I did for her. Every secret I discovered, I buried for her.

That’s why she shouldn’t escape me. Not after all the sacrifices I made to match her.

The two of us could spend eternity from now on. Not even Creed Black could take Elianna away from me. He may have taken my blood supply through her mother, but I stored enough to get me through this hellish process. Whether he found out about her identity or not didn’t matter. I made sure that no one else could use her blood. I wouldn’t need her anymore.

Just her daughter.

I forced myself to let that arrogant bastard borrow my wife only because I knew she was not like most girls. Elianna wouldn’t make it easy for him to have his way with her. She wouldn’t give in. In fact, knowing her, she would fight him in every way.

The day I was able to fully control my powers; I would end him. And then I would take her back.

After all, only I knew about her.

We may have signed the divorce papers but that didn’t mean we were over.

We were just starting.

I stared at her photo. “Chairman thinks you’re a werewolf?” I laughed. “That ‘we’ are simple werewolves? They don’t get it. They never will. They don’t have the slightest clue about us. You and I are the same, Elianna. Only the two of us can handle each other.” I dropped a kiss on her lips. “Wait for me. I’ll see you soon, baby,”

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