Alpha's Private Plaything (Elsa and Drake Stone) novel Chapter 219

Chapter 219

“Boss,” one of my guys ventured cautiously, shifting his weight from

foot to foot, “that was the Moonlight guy. Allen Moonlight. Real

estate family.”

I slammed my fist down, ignoring the pain that shot through my

body. “They’re all connected, you idiot! Stone, Moonlight–they think

they run this fucking city.”

“What do you want us to do?” another asked, his eyes darting

nervously to my mangled knee.

I thought for a moment, my mind clouded by pain and medication.

The room seemed to pulse around me, the edges of my vision

darkening. “We can’t touch Stone directly, and this Moonlight asshole

is too well protected…”

“What about the girl’s cousin?” suggested my youngest recruit, eager

to prove himself. “That Oliver kid–no pack, no family backing him.

Easy target.”

A smile spread across my face despite the pain. “Perfect. Send a

message that way. Make it bloody.”

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“Your security detail is… taking a nap,” he replied, setting the glass

down on a side table with a soft clink. “As for me, I’m Eric. I believe

you’ve had some dealings with my friend Drake recently.”

My blood ran cold. The remaining color drained from my face as I

realized just how badly I’d miscalculated. I swallowed hard, my throat

suddenly dry as sand.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said, my voice betraying

me with a slight tremor.

Eric’s smile never reached his eyes. “Let’s not insult each other’s

intelligence, Samuel. You orchestrated an attack on Drake. Did you

really think there wouldn’t be consequences?”

One of my guys lunged at Eric, desperation making him reckless. The

man moved with inhuman speed, sidestepping the attack and driving

his elbow into my guy’s throat with sickening precision. The sound of

cartilage crushing was followed by desperate gagging as my man

collapsed to the floor, hands clutching his ruined throat.

“Now,” Eric continued as if nothing had happened, straightening his

cuffs with meticulous care, “do you understand what it means to

harm someone under Drake Stone’s protection?”

The remaining men looked to me, their faces masks of terror. I could