5. Caden
5
CADEN
A nastasia Moore . I finally had little red's name. Reece texted me some basic information about her this morning. It was incredible how he found her with so little information, but that's just how skilled he was at gathering intel. That's why he was such a valuable asset. Not that I would ever admit that to him. The smug bastard was already cocky enough as it was.
My thoughts drifted back to her . Anastasia Wolfe. I tried the name out. Or maybe Caden Moore . I wouldn't mind taking her name, considering I couldn't care less about keeping the Wolfe name. But I couldn’t deny that the Wolfe name suited her. She had good instincts, like how she sensed me in the dark hallway. And, just like me, she knew pain and darkness. We shared a sense of profound loneliness, but that was okay because we were going to create our own family. My dick instantly hardened at the thought of burying my cock inside her and cuming deep, her tight cunt milking me as her womb swallowed my seed, and then her belly growing with my child. I want us to have as many kids as possible. Of course, I would discuss that with her. It would be one of the first of many conversations we would have. But first, I needed more information.
I had Reece get everything he could on her. Reece was one of the only people I trusted in this world. I brought him to the herd to work as a hacker.Originally, they sent me to kill the person who had managed to hack into one of the cybersecurity companies belonging to the Wolfe family. I was met with a surprising twist as I discovered the perpetrator was actually 15-year-old Reece.
I brought him to the herd to get hired instead. On the surface, he appeared to be working for them, but in reality, Reece was working for me. He was my partner in the plan to dismantle the Herd society.
I read the message he sent about Anastasia; She was twenty-two, in her second year of college, she was an English major. Her mother and father were killed about two years ago and then her grandmother died of a heart attack six months later.
For some reason, Reece was having a hard time getting a straight answer for the cause of death for her parents, and that was putting him on edge .
Then there was her friend, Julia Ruthford, who she lived with. Which was very odd since her parents didn’t live that far from campus and were filthy rich with blood money. Samuel Ruthford, Julia's father, held the position of mayor in the town, but he was essentially just a puppet who turned a blind eye to the Herd's business. I sighed. Reece was looking into it, so I wasn’t going to worry about it. I had much more interesting things to focus on.
I need to see her. I hadn’t thought of anything else since last night.
I wasted no time and walked into my bathroom. Hastily, I stripped out of my sweatpants and got in the shower. I sighed as the tiny beads of water hit my skin in rapid succession. As soon as I closed my eyes, the image of Anastasia's silhouette in the window immediately invaded my mind, her graceful figure etched vividly in my thoughts. My cock shot hard immediately. I hadn't even seen her naked yet, and she already had this effect on me. I slid my hand down my stomach and fisted my cock. I thought back to last night, bringing up every detail I could remember.
Her full lips. I groaned as I imagined slipping my cock past her pretty lips, then all the way into her mouth, fucking her throat.
I stroked faster. Fuck .
I’d push my cock all the way to the back of her throat and look down in satisfaction as she gagged on it, as she struggled to accommodate my size, invading her slender throat. A low groan escaped my lips.
Faster .
The image of her eyes suddenly hit me like a fucking freight train, and I was cumming before I could stop myself. Fuck. Her goddamn eyes filled with tears and fear and lust, as she took as much of me as she could. The sheer power of that image shattered my self-control. Standing under the shower's cascade, I was left speechless. I hadn’t cum that quick since the first time I had sex at sixteen. This woman possessed an undeniable hold over my body and soul, and she didn’t even know it yet, but she would. Soon .
I stepped out of my private elevator and into the underground parking lot. I picked one of my less conspicuous cars, my black Mercedes. I popped the door open, right as my ass hit the seat my pocket buzzed, with one hand on the wheel, I deftly retrieved my phone from my pocket and quickly swiped to answer the call and lifting it to my ear, all while smoothly maneuvering the car out of the parking spot.
"Morning, pretty boy," Reece greeted me. I rolled my eyes and asked, "Reece, what do you want?"
"Is that any way to talk to the person who's helping you stalk your new girlfriend?" he teased .
"I'm not stalking her," I replied through gritted teeth. "I'm just... gathering information on her."
I didn't bother correcting him when he referred to her as my girlfriend. She was going to become way more than that.
“Right, so…where are you, by the way?” Reece asked.
“None of your fucking business Reece,” I spat.
“You do know I have a tracker on you and can see you heading to her house, right?” He said.
Of course, he had a fucking tracker on me. I couldn't pick up the phone one time during a mission and Reece wouldn't let it go. I thought you were dead, man. He had said when I finally called back. Then, somehow, a few days later, he planted a tracker somewhere on my body. Fucking injected it into my skin when I was asleep, probably, because I could not find it anywhere for the life of me.
“Reece, where did you put the tracker this time?” I said as calmly as I could through gritted teeth. The bastard laughed. Fucking laughed.
“Oh, that's for me to know Caden, and for you to never find out. I can't have you disappearing on me again.” He responded. The last part was tinged with a subtle hint of concern that Reece rarely showed.
I sighed. “Fine, I am going to stalk her. Happy?”
Reece laughed again. “Very”
His tone turned serious then. “Now, for why I actually called. Caden, it looks the Herd had something to do with her parents' death.”
My knuckles went white as I gripped the steering wheel.
He continued. “I don't know all the details yet, but it looks like a botched mission that they tried to cover up. They paid off the police officers who arrived to stage the scene, so no one knows what really happened, but I’m gonna find out.”
I grunted in response, unable to say anything else.
“I'll let you know when I know,” Reece said and then hung up. That was his motto and in a way, it was comforting because it meant he was taking this seriously and he wasn't joking the second he knew something he would call.