Owned by the Dom: Part Two (The Owners) Read Online Free Page B

strong whiskey he’d bought from the liquor store. The numbing quality of the alcohol was very much welcome.
    The door continued to ring as he threw jewels and other pieces of meaningless paper over his head. None of the stuff in the safe would get him back his woman. He thought about emptying out all of his bank accounts and demanding they give her back with the millions of dollars he had. Money was no matter.
    Daren , or more accurately, Daren’s boss wanted some fucking piece of paper that he didn’t have the first clue in finding. A piece of paper or a file that would implicate the boss man himself instead of him living a merry life away from all the shit.
    Veronica had been fucking useless. She’d been ordered by a guy she didn’t know and wouldn’t recognise to give him the envelope. What was inside the envelope had been a mystery. When James showed her the pictures inside, she’d been clueless. To Veronica, Leo had been an employee and nothing else.
    Swigging from the bottle, James moved onto the desk. His father was well known for loving secret compartments. Moving out of the room, James grabbed a hammer from the store cupboard that kept the cleaning supplies.
    When he returned to the desk, he threw the computer along with the stationery to the floor. Next, he upended the table, then set about throwing the hammer onto the hard wood. The sounds he made echoed throughout the house. Pain unlike anything he’d ever felt consumed every part of him. He couldn’t breathe past the suffocation he was feeling about losing Prudence. Nothing else existed for him other than his love for one woman.
    “I’m going to find her.” Reaching for the bottle of whisky, he took another large gulp before returning back to hammering the table.
    The sound of splintering wood and crashing filled the air. James ignored the sound and continued his brutal assault on the wood.
    “James, what are you doing?” Stephen asked.
    Turning to the sound of his name, he saw Stephen standing with Lucas and Sean. Dane was nowhere in sight, nor was Cadeon.
    “What are you three doing here?” Half a bottle of strong whisky and his speech wasn’t even slurred.“We handled the cops, and Dane is with the women. Cadeon has taken Violet away. His woman is in too delicate a condition to be part of this.” Stephen’s words made sense.
    “I understand why Cadeon has run. They took Prudence . Why not take Violet?”
    He raised the hammer above his head then smashed it against the desk. When the hammer wouldn’t do what he wanted fast enough, James lowered the hammer and began using his strength to tear the desk apart.
    “James, stop this,” Lucas said. The other man approached the desk with his hands raised. “What are you doing?”
    “Leo, fuck, Daren, needs a file. I need to give him that file , and then I get Prudence back. It’s pretty fucking easy.”
    The three men looked between themselves then stared at him. Shrugging his shoulders, James went back to rummaging through the desk. The old wood was nothing but broken chunks and splinters by the time he was through with it.
    “I’ve got more shit to tear apart,” he said.
    Brushing past the men he moved toward the pictures surrounding the walls. He’d never moved the other pictures. His father had shown him the one he’d torn apart with the jewels and a few property files inside.
    “There is nothing here. I promised Prudence that I’d protect her. I can’t even find a fucking file.” He slammed the half empty bottle into the hearth then grabbed the nearest painting with two hands. James threw the painting to the floor. The expense of the art was lost on him with his anger at losing the only thing precious to him.
    “James, you need to stop,” Sean said.
    “Why? You turned to the drink when your woman was gone. Fuck me, you turned to the bottle when she fucking turned back up.” James went to the next picture.
    “We need to stop him,” Stephen said.
    When he moved to destroy