Sapphire's POV :

I came to the club with my friend Bella; to say she's angry at her boyfriend is an understatement because she's beyond livid. We came to the club more like I was dragged along in hopes of finding her a new guy and dump him by the end of the night. Unfortunately, she bumped into her on and off boyfriend James and the poor guy was trying hard to make up to her and repeatedly apologizing for gambling for once again without telling her but she wasn't having it.

He promised Bella that he'll never make another mistake and he begged her to give him a chance. He told her that he got instigated by his friends and which had led him to make the foolish decision to gamble. Now receive your girl's wrath! when it comes to James, Bella was way too serious and if James did anything bad then she turned into his nightmare. Uh-Oh.

Though Bella was my friend, she's the closest thing I had to a best friend, I almost felt bad for poor James but he had it coming. Bella, she loved him very much that it hurt when she saw him gambling his life away unknowingly. They had been together for 3 years.

James also loved Bella and they never once cheated on each other and that's a good thing, but James's gambling addiction is seriously putting a strain on their in their relationship.

Bella told me to wait for her where we sat informing me that she'll be done in 10 minutes. I was such an idiot for believing her. Gazing at my wristwatch every 5 minutes I sighed, annoyed because it's already been 1 hour 30 minutes. The most troublesome couple I know must have already made up and now they would be all lovey-dovey with each other somewhere, I guess.

Bella couldn't be mad at James for too long. But I was pissed off because she left me trapped in an uncomfortable place I absolutely detested. I was not only angry, but was bored out of my mind sitting all alone with my drink as my only companion. Moreover, I was drinking Club Soda I am what you might call a lightweight because I can't hold in liquor. 2 shots of vodka or tequila can turn me into a crazy drunk.

If I knew that they were to meet like this and leave me alone to wait here like the fool I was, I would never have stepped foot out of my home. I didn't like clubbing nor did I like partying. She dragged me here to accompany her and practically pleaded with me nearly crying. Now see, she was nowhere to be found. I was still angry no-screw that I'm annoyed though I understand her. Geez... Bella... Next time I am gonna beat her worse if she asks me to go anywhere with her ever again and continuously remind her of this dreadful night.

Three guys were looking over at me I could feel their pervert like gazes on me. It was disgusting. I texted Bella that I was leaving; I couldn't stay anymore. I drowned the rest of my drink and got up from the seat I previously occupied, picking up my purse from the table. I saw many men and women who were dancing really provocatively on each other all over the dance floor. I walked out sighing like I was the whole time inside the club. Since my holiday night had definitely been wasted because of my dear best friend Bella that Bitch.

"Wanna hang out with us sexy? You seemed lonely in there. Come with us, all three of us we'll give you a memorable night to remember for the rest of your life, darling."

A lousy looking guy came close to me invading what I call my personal bubble winking his already bloodshot eyes with mischief dancing in them.

I tried to walk around him to avoid anything that was to come in the next few seconds, but he decided to block my way. He was one of those three boys, he was tall and lanky. The other two behind him also came forward and laughing evilly along with him. I tired, irritated, and not to mention pissed to no end. I refused them politely and continue walking, in front of the club, parked sleek black Lamborghini. I came here along with Bella and now I'm leaving by myself. I decided to take a taxi beside this awful tight dress that was very uncomfortable was making me wish to get home quickly to take it off and hopefully burn it. I was wearing a skin-tight light pink crop top with spaghetti straps and a navy blue shorts. I wanted to go home like right now.

Suddenly I felt a disgusting clammy palm squeeze my waist. Those guys from earlier, I almost forgot about them.

"Playing hard to get, chick? You and I both know that you want it too, let's go and have lots of fun. We are really good performers in bed." Said the short yet buff looking one with the bald head shining under the Lamppost.

Now I was furious, I clenched my fists inhaling and exhaling as I told myself to do whenever I got into a situation such as this "Get your hand off me and **** off! otherwise you three won't be able to recognize yourself tomorrow!" I voiced with a deadly calm tone smiling mischievously.

He laughed. "Oh, is that so? We can't wait for it then. What are you going to do chick? You're quite the feisty one and we like them feisty. We will make sure you remember our dicks thoroughly." The bald guy says with a smirk, then he pulled my wrist to him but I quickly acted and pushed him back.

I punched him hard in his jaw and then punched in his gut twice; he let out a loud yelp. The other two were startled for a moment for a second they were at their wit's end what will they do.

One came forward to attack me saying, "Bitch!", I then kicked him in his chest and then at his face. He spat out one of his fallen tooth and blood on the ground.

"Oh, my bad."

I smiled contentedly, the third one pulled my hair and slapped me hard. My cheek stung, but composed myself fast before punching him in his face as I freed myself and kicked him in the face. Some bystanders were around staring and whispering. A girl was being harassed by three grown-up men and these useless individuals were just watching and never came forward to help. Now they were fucking staring at me.

"Don't ever think a girl alone is weak. Do you need any more lessons?!" I shouted at them.

they nodded their heads , then the security guard also came and apologize. He called the manager and he informed the police .

what an eventful night it was .

Did I introduced myself ?.

I am sapphire Atkinson . I am 20 year old and 5'5'' and I am black belt holder in karate . everyone calls me little Ronda , Rambo , Iron lady and so on .

Alexander's POV:

I had everything that I desires for; nothing I wanted or own can got past my grasp. Shallow women threw themselves at my feet. But I could not understand what was wrong with me? Since yesterday, I couldn't get that 'Little Tigress' out of my head, this was vastly rare for me to think about someone nonstop. No one had ever occupied my thoughts like this before, I was getting annoyed.

WHO THE HELL IS SHE! HOW DARE SHE APPEAR CONTINUOUSLY IN MY MIND!

I was sitting in my car which was parked right outside of one of my well known Night Club, waiting for a bastard named Louis Holt. That mongrel was supposed to die today.

How dare him to demand more money after agreeing to take a double amount of the current price of his land? He already gave me word that he wouldn't demand more. I could take this land easily without giving a proper price. But I agreed to pay him in twofold the price of the land as he didn't want to sell the land and he complied.

But no... The greedy pest thought he could blackmail me for this fucking piece of land as if it's worth anything for me. He wanted more money. Like hell I would pay him.

What he didn't know was that I could take his precious land and not lay a single penny then kill him after. That's exactly what I was going to do.

The plan was to pick him from the Club and shoot him dead without any effort, my patience ran out, my men were going to bring him to me.

I was sitting inside my car. The reek of alcohol from the drunken people of the club was the last thing I wanted. At that moment I saw a girl being harassed by three men who look up to no good. Pathetic low lives 3 guys against one girl. The girl was wearing a navy blue short and a tight top, she's beautiful and if I must add she's also gifted with luscious curves I would love to run my hands over the dips and curves of her delectable body. Even seeing her from a little distance, I could feel a strange urge to touch her possessively.

Strange!

Then suddenly one of them touched her inappropriately and pulled her to him. Instantly, she punched the man and went on to beat the shit out of those low life pigs. Judging from her swift movements, I could say she's been trained in the skills of Martial arts. She was like fire with the graciousness of her movements.

She said something to them before turning and starting to walk and I was watching her in fascination. She caught my eyes and attention in a special, a very special way. I won't let her go easily. After her performance, she walked away from the scene held her thumb out to hail a Taxi. I called my right-hand Man, Jeff to follow her and get her address and also get all the information about her within three days.

I'm going to enjoy watching her from afar for the time being.

After my men forcefully brought Louis to me, the fucker was shaking, almost peeing on his pant. I decided to give him a chance, I was no longer in the mood to kill today after setting my eyes the My Little Tigress. I threatened him to get from my way otherwise I would kill him then sell his wife and younger sister to sex trafficking ring. He was scared to death, froze up and couldn't get a word out of his mouth. I gave my final warning, even though today was supposed to be his death day.

He should be grateful to My Tigress because if it wasn't for her, he wouldn't be breathing right now.

Sapphire's POV:

Behind my Taxi, there was a silver car. I frowned. I felt apprehensive because I felt like I was being followed. The Taxi drove faster because I told the driver to speed it up. Arriving at my condominium flat, I slowly walked to my apartment door with slow exhausted steps. Unlocking the door, I walked in taking off my shoes.

Running into the living room and I plopped down my body on the couch. I lived alone in this condo, which has three big rooms including a dining room/kitchen and a bathroom, there are two bedrooms, and the other room has no furniture, so I use as my personal dojo.

No one came here except Bella. I like to keep everything clean and collected. People might think, 'How does she own this big condo all to herself'. It was bought by papa and it's under my name. So, I don't have to worry about paying rent but I do pay for the utilities. After my papa's passing away, I have been staying here, all alone. It's just me, myself and I.

My papa was quite a successful businessman. He suffered from cancer and the last few months before his death, he wrote in his Will that all his hard-earned money throughout his life work is now mine to own under my name as my inheritance and he sold the company in secrecy. Papa had deposited a huge amount of money under my name. When he had already died, I was only at the young age of 16.

He wrote in his Will that all his properties will be mine after my becoming 18 and strong enough to take care of myself and decisions. He signed one of his trustworthy friend and lawyer Mr. Fredrick Benson as my legal guardian. He's a father figure to me and he treats me like his daughter. He doesn't have any children of his own.

At a young age, I had already acquired all of my late father's properties; there could be a threat to my life. Papa was scared that people might take advantage of me if they got to know that I inherited so much money at such a young age.

So he planned something. He paid the media a huge sum of money to spread false news that his company has gone in bankruptcy. He knew how people are, they like to believe what they want and with the help of extensive false publicity, it becomes the truth. Even today no one knows the truth except me and uncle Benson.

To everyone, I am an orphan who's poor as well. I had gotten the power over the properties two years ago but I didn't like to use my father's money unless I'm in urgent need of it. I liked to work since I was 17, I started working multiple part-time jobs to pay my utilities and lead a simple life. I don't want nor do I like to show off. Except for Bella and Uncle Fred, people think this condo is rented.

I took a shower and went into the kitchen. After heating the leftover spaghetti meatball, I dug in. As I finished, I went to my bedroom to take a look at my face in the mirror. I caressed the skin of my cheek where the bloody bastard from club slapped. It was red and swollen. I picked up the cooling ointment and rubbed it on my throbbing cheek. I had gone through a lot, slight pain like this didn't bother me at all. I laid in my bed, clapped my hands once to turn the lights dim because darkness and I don't quite get along, soon, I drifted to the kingdom of both dreams and nightmares.

Alexander's POV :

I was in my office, busy checking a company file. A knock in the door distracted my attention. It was my Secretary Loony. She told me about today's schedule and handed me some files. I told her to fix up a lunch meeting with the CEO of Jonathon Enterprise. This company was important for my next hotel.

My phone rang and it was Jeff. Suddenly I recalled the Little Tigress. I told him to find me information on. I accepted the call "Hello."

"Hello, Good morning, Sir." Jeff greeted from the other side.

"Get to the point, " I demanded. I didn't like wasting time in greeting ever.

"Yes, Sir I have collected her information. Do you want me to send it to you now through mail or do you want a hard copy? Sir?" He asked.

"Both." I hang up the call.

A minute later, I heard a beep from my mobile. It was a mail notification. I could not wait anymore to know about my 'Tigress'. My finger moved automatically to open the PDF file.

Her name was Sapphire, Sapphire Atkinson. The name sure suited her well.

I began scrolling up and down the screen carefully going through the details. Loony interrupted me to remind that I had a meeting at 10.30 am. Cursing loudly, I took my suit jacket from my hanger and strode out of the room with my eyes still glued on the mobile screen.

Then I went to one of the most prestigious Italian restaurants in all of Chicago for my lunch meeting with Mr. Jonathon. I told Loony that he liked Italian cuisine, so she made a reservation at this restaurant. I am a Mafia Man this type of pure businessman behavior doesn't suit me. Dealing with a gun is more of my forte. But these formalities are needed in Billionaire word when I had legal business as well.

Sapphire's POV :

I got up early in the morning. After having breakfast, I wore my blue jeans, striped shirt, and a converse. I didn't wear any makeup just applied a little sunscreen and lip balm.

I reached my university by bus. Today I had a class with Bella. She didn't come yet. Most probably she would skip the class. Yesternight which led to an intense lovemaking session with James and a bonus bad hangover.

The Professor entered the classroom and began his lecture. And it was purely boring. After 3 more classes finally my university study period was over for today.

At the cafeteria, I had my lunch. Bella was absent so I ate alone seeing that she's the only friend I had. I had a chicken burger with fries. Suddenly remembered that I didn't have anymore cooked food at home in my fridge and I also ran out of vegetables and fruits, and groceries in general. So, instead of going home I had the free Lunch the cafeteria offered daily.

At 3 pm I went to my part time work place , I brought groceries after my work shift was over and reached home .I felt so hungry I made myself a cup of instant noodles to sate my hunger. Then I cooked a lot of food that could last for me for 4 Days .

After I cleaned up the kitchen , I went to sleep . when my eyes were closed for a little while , all of a sudden my phone's ringtone resonates through my bedroom .

Sapphire's POV.

"Little brat, come here." He said smirking devilishly.

"No. no. no. Don't come near me."

I started crying.

"I am like your papa, your new papa. Come to me let this papa touch you and pleasure you." He tried to grab my t-shirt but I ran as quick as my little legs could.

"Why are you doing this? Please stay away! You are not my papa and papas don't touch their daughters like this!" I cried when he caught up to me.

"Why? Why? I know you also want this like your slutty mother. Don't you see how she gets her ***** fucked by me every night and day in front of you? I think you also love some. Second papas can do this much." He grabbed my arm and tried to pull my pants down. His loud, cruel laughter echoed in the room.

"NO! NO! NO! Please! Otherwise, I will call mommy!" I yelled, frantically kicking his leg and pushing away his hands.

"Hahahahaha. You must be kidding me right? Your mother won't do anything rather she will be glad. You're nothing to her but a burden." He ripped my t-shirt abruptly.

" Stop! No! Get away from me leave me alone!" I desperately sobbed.

"Ah!" He let out a painful groan. I sank my teeth as deep I could into his hand, making him lose his hard grip on me .

I ran after biting his hand. I fell in front of the dressing table with a stumble. I took a heavy glass box filled with my mother's jewelry and threw it at his direction. He clutched his chest groaning in pain again. The box hit him on the chest directly.

"You're dead little bitch! That slutty \*\*\*\*\* of a mother won't do anything about it!" He came to me with long strides and caught me by my hair. Yanking my hair upward he slapped me hard a few times in the face. Blood came out from the side of my busted lip. I fell on the floor as he continuously kicked me until I passed out wheezing in pain and agony.

"NO...NO... NO... NO! Please STOP!" I woke up screaming, from the nightmare that has haunted me for years. Now I was panting heavily. Tears ran down my cheeks recalling at the physical and emotional pain I had experienced as a young child. The loose satin shirt I wore had gotten soaked by sweat and tears. I felt a strong pain in my head.

I sat up on my bed reaching for the pill bottle on dresser table. After swallowing the pill along with the water, I got up walking to the drawer that had all of my sleeping clothes to change into something else. How long this would go on?

Why wouldn't these nightmares leave me alone? Would it haunt me forever?

Each night I felt helpess, lonely, and vulnerable.

I wished if someone could hold me now and comfort me that telling me everything was going to get better. Let me cry my heart out in front of him/her letting out all my vulnerability.

But no I was all alone in this world, I felt lonely but I never showed others my weakness because it made me uncomfortable to receive pity from strangers.

It's better if I stayed this way. Cold, bitchy girl. No one would bother me and get to see this pathetic, weak and vulnerable self of mine. Even dreams were also not mine. They were haunted by my past.

I took my phone and turned it on. Before sleeping I switched it off because someone called. I was too sleepy to pick up and didn't get annoyed further. But now sleep has gone.

I saw a missed call and four texts from an unknown number.

I don't like when someone doesn't answer my call. - First message

I also don't like when someone avoids me and I make sure myself he/she doesn't repeat this. \- Second message

We will meet soon, very soon. Until then keep thinking about who am I. I will be happy - Third message

Don't forget that you are mine. Only mine, angel Soon we will be One- Fourth message.

What the hell!

Who was this shithead now!? Was this some kind of prank?

I felt really irritated however the annoying guy was, if he tried to mess with me, sure would be beaten badly.

I pressed the home button on my phone going on the music app to select a song from my playlist to soothe my mind and closed my eyes.

Alexander's POV:

I wanted to call My Tigress. I wanted to notify her of my existence. The thoughts of her was killing me.

I got her phone number and called her since It was nighttime she should be free to pick up.

The phone rang but she didn't pick up the call, then I again tried and her number was unreachable.

Suddenly the level of my anger rose up. She's fucking ignoring my call. No one, I mean no one has ever dared to do so. I felt rejected and that seemed to spike up my anger even more.

'She must be tired and sleeping she doesn't know me yet' I thought to myself trying to calm down I settled for sending her text messages stating that she's mine. I entered into my bed My body was in her need. Wanting to touch her, feel her, and mark her.

Next day,

after my morning jog, I returned my mansion.

The beautiful flowers of the garden reminded me of her. My sweet tigress, my angel. I plucked 100 Red Roses. Then I called my butler and told him to make a bouquet, I had one of my men to send it to my angel's home.

I went to the dining space and found my mother and father there. Father sat while my mother served him the different varieties of food spread out on the table. Even though we had maids, my mother likes to cook food for us and serve her masterpiece to us herself.

"Good morning, Dad, Mom." I greeted going towards the dining table

"Good morning, Alex." Mom smiled gleefully

"Good morning, Alexander, " Dad said as I pulled out a chair to sit

My Mom placed a plate full of poached eggs, pancake, sausage, beans, bacon, fruits and a glass of juice. I thanked her along with a kiss on her cheek before eating.

I was in the middle of eating and then my father started, "Alexander, remember Mr. Aniston and his daughter that I told you about? And you told me that you didn't have any problem considering married to her ."

"Yes, I recall saying so, " I replied to him nonchalantly still eating

"I want to meet you with her so you two can be familiar with each other before getting married, both of our families are wealthy and with great reputations to hold both of you are the perfect matches."

"Dad, have you talked to him already about his daughter and I marriage proposal?" I asked him calmly as I took the orange juice drinking it until the glass was empty.

"No. Not yet. I was thinking of telling him today. I think he also wants you as his son-in-law. He compliments you again and again." I nod my head picking up the napkin to wipe my lips.

"Good there's no need for it anymore, dad, I don't wish to marry his daughter anymorebecause I have found someone better for me, " I told him seating up getting ready to leave.

They both looked at me, astonishment written on their faces.

"I am not joking right now, Alexander! You think carefully before taking any foolish decision. This girl and her family is right for you and could give you all types of advantages, privileges and more power than you deserve. If you're considering taking one of your flings then forget about it." Dad remarked in his hard tone.

Immediately I became aggravated.

"I am worthy enough to make things work in my favor and I have the ability and backbone, I don't need to borrow any girl's shoulder to help me rise to power and anything you have to say I don't mind it, but Do Not Disrespect My Woman without even getting to know her first." I affirmed. I hardly could keep my voice in control. After getting my answer which was a head nod from them, I swiftly got up from the chair straightening my suit.

My father cleared his throat glaring at me.

"Honey, are you sure about what you're saying and are you clear about her?" Mom asked with concern and skepticism underlying in her tone.

"Yes, Mom, I am sure about her and I am confident once you see her you will also love her at the first meeting, " I tell her with a big smile creeping up my face.

"Then I must say I can't wait to see her and when will you bring her to meet us?" she asked with a happy expression looking at me affectionately .

"Soon, mom. I'll introduce her to you very soon, just wait a bit, " I asserted. I gave her a hug and was about to leave.

"Alexander, if what you're saying is true then I support your decision. Nothing is more important than your consent, but remember she must be worthy of you otherwise, I am afraid I won't be able to approve the relation you have with her." Dad voiced in an ascetic tone but I knew he's only trying to look out for me.

"Dad you can trust me." I added before I walked out of the dining hall. Exiting the mansion, I reached one of my warehouses where deal with traitors. And I had one specific backstabber to finish off today.

The bloody bastard made the greatest mistake by betraying me, he leaked information about our one secret mission to a rival gang and two of my men were ultimately killed in this process.

I was going skin him alive until his all fresh and if I'm feeling a bit generous I might smear him with flesh-eating acid. Then cut him into pieces, one limb goes to each of his family members to remind them of his irrational behavior costing a few lives. I give my traitors' punishments that will have them begging for

the easier retribution of death .

Before I handle the loathsome idiot I told Jeff to give me today's details about My Angel, thinking about her makes me happy and inordinately hard at the same time.

Entering the torture cell, I saw Andrew was sitting on a wooden chair, beaten, tied up and half dead, his consciousness was barely there. I smirked evilly as I laid a hot slap on his face waking him up. Instantly he groaned in pain his eyes landed on me widening in absolute horror.

He looked at me in fright and stammered, "Boss, please forgive me I will never do it again. Boss, give me a chance, please." His pathetic pleads did nothing to my heart rather it ignited my rage unduly.

"For traitors, there is no second chance, I'd like to ask why did you backstab me? When you knew you would be in this position right now." I asked in a cold chilling loud hoarse intonation.

He stayed silent and I said, "You don't even have an excuse, then why would I give you a chance?"

"Dante put a rag in his mouth and pluck all his nails and 10 teeth, after that drill his hands and feet with nails, " I chuckled dryly as I punched Andrew hearing a loud crack .

"NO... NO...NO..NOOOOOOOOO. Boss. Please. Boss. Please. I-I - had been faithful to you many years, Boss." He begs with blood running down his mouth with his now crooked nose bleeding profusely. "Then why didn't you stay loyal to me. Huh!?" No answer I punched him one again.

"That's why I must kill you because you have seen what I do to my traitors. Nevertheless, you dare." I enunciated wiping his dirty blood off my hands with my handkerchief throwing it on his face before I departed from the torture room hearing Andrew's scream echo the halls.

After half an hour, Dante called me that the job has been finished. I wanted to see for myself, on the concrete floor Andrew was a mess of blood, sweat, tears and even urine. But he wasn't dead just yet. Andrew tried to say something but his body didn't allow it to come out of his mouth only blood and a few loose teeth.

"Had enough Andrew? You were a very skilled man, but now your hand and legs are not anymore able to work, hold a gun, nor is your big mouth able to leak information to enemies. Now, what should I do? Should I keep you alive so you could rot till death comes to you or should I kill you in this pitiful state ?" I ask tauntingly circling his shivering body in a predator manner.

He looked at him in fear through his half swollen eyes and tried to say something as a signal,he wasn't able to so I shot Him in his head ending his life .

" See you in hell" I walked out of the cell ,not before giving my mens the direct instructions.

" Dante clean this shit and clean this mess and burn his carcass or better yet feed him to the dogs ."