CHAPTER 91: CHAPTER 91 JOINING FORCES WITH KANE

Sophie’s POV

I arrived home with my clothes disheveled and my lipstick smeared. The apartment felt cold and empty—much like my future at Blackwood Enterprises.

Throwing my purse onto the couch, I immediately called my sister. If I remembered correctly, my dear little sister had been entangled with Kane Blackwood before.

Before running to Kane, I needed to understand his methods and style.

Half an hour later, we finally met at my temporary apartment.

This place was arranged by Ryan’s assistant, twice the size of my previous accommodations and somewhat acceptable.

It was in an upscale complex where security wouldn’t let you in without a resident card—strong security measures specifically requested by Ryan to prevent my "non-existent ex-husband" from finding me.

"Sis, why are you living here?" Ivy asked, pouting her lips. She clearly expected I’d already succeeded in infiltrating Ryan’s home.

"Cut the crap," I snapped. "Kane’s back in town. Has he contacted you?"

My question made her face turn pale, her voice trembling. "H-he’s back? Why?"

I frowned at her reaction. "You’re that afraid of him?"

"Of course! Sophie, that man is a monster. If he wants you dead, you won’t live to see tomorrow."

I tapped the table impatiently. "Ivy, calm down. Tell me everything about your history with Kane."

She shook her head, her expression resistant. "Sis, why are you suddenly asking about this?"

"Kane’s back, and I’m planning to work with him."

Ivy gasped, studying my serious expression and realizing I wasn’t joking.

"Sophie, why bother? Weren’t you reconciling with Ryan?"

I looked at my naive sister with irritation, waving my hand dismissively.

"It’s all Serena’s fault. That bitch is carrying Ryan’s child, which is why she keeps getting away with humiliating me." My voice hardened. "Now people at the company dare to disrespect me. I absolutely cannot let this slide!"

I clenched my teeth, my features twisting with hatred.

From Ivy, I learned many things about Kane—including how he’d been working in the shadows against Ryan, even making Ivy pretend to be pregnant. The plan had failed spectacularly, forcing Kane to flee overseas.

"Sophie, Kane is insane. If you get involved with him, you’ll never be free of him!"

I scoffed, looking at my sister with contempt.

"That’s because you’re stupid. Kane’s power has been almost completely crushed by Ryan. He’s barely hanging on. I can use what little influence he has left to get my revenge."

Seeing my determination, Ivy stopped trying to persuade me. She knew my methods were far superior to hers. If I could truly make Kane work for us, our futures would be secured.

"I support you, sis," she finally conceded.

I smiled slightly. "You can contact Kane, right? I need to see him today."

Ivy bit her lip. "Fine."

An hour later, I changed into a fire-red dress, applied dramatic makeup, and got into the car Kane had sent.

The vehicle drove out of the city, stopping at a private villa—Kane’s new residence.

It was obvious his mother still maintained her stake in the family business and refused to stand by while her son struggled in the New York.

The moment I entered, I felt his burning gaze. I flashed a dazzling smile and walked toward him confidently.

"I’m here. This collaboration you mentioned—what exactly did you have in mind?" I purred.

Kane smiled, beckoning me closer. "Come here."

I moved nearer, leaning forward to give him a generous view of my cleavage. My figure was fiery hot, and combined with my face, I knew I was irresistible to men.

With one swift motion, Kane pulled me onto his lap. He raised his hand to lift my chin.

"Such a beautiful face," he murmured. "No wonder my nephew was so besotted with you."

I giggled flirtatiously. "You flatter me, Mr. Blackwood. But Ryan and I are in the past. Now that bitch Serena is by his side, I wouldn’t demean myself by chasing after him."

Suddenly, his hand tightened, squeezing my face until I whimpered in pain.

"Your mouth is quite bold, isn’t it?" he growled.

I trembled but refused to show weakness.

"Mr. Blackwood, you and I are kindred spirits. Give me a chance, and I’ll help bring Ryan down from his pedestal, making you the new king of the Blackwood empire."

Kane laughed coldly. "You’re that confident?"

Boldly, I wrapped my arms around his neck like vines.

"My confidence comes from you. Whatever you want me to do, I’ll do it. Together, we’ll make Ryan suffer a crushing defeat."

My words pleased him. He loosened his grip and stroked my cheek.

"Such a sweet mouth. I didn’t misjudge you after all."

I offered him my red lips, moaning softly as things intensified between us.

"Kane," I breathed, my voice dripping with desire. "Take care of me from now on. Make me your woman."

His hands were everywhere, demanding and possessive. I felt myself being pushed back onto the leather couch, his weight pressing down on me. My dress hiked up around my waist as he tore at my underwear.

"You’re soaked, honey," Kane’s voice was husky and commanding. His fingers explored me roughly, making me gasp. "Thinking about revenge gets you this wet?"

"Yes," I moaned, arching my back. "I want to make them pay."

He chuckled darkly, unzipping his pants. "I’ll give you exactly what you need, then."

Without warning, he thrust into me. I cried out—half in pain, half in pleasure—as he set a punishing rhythm.

"You like it rough, don’t you?" he grunted against my ear. "Little slut."

The degrading words only aroused me more. I dug my nails into his back, wrapping my legs around him.

"Harder," I demanded. "Make me forget him."

Kane’s grip on my throat tightened just enough to make me light-headed. "You’re mine now," he growled. "My weapon against Ryan."

When we finished, I lay there breathless, my body marked by his possession. The alliance was sealed—not with signatures on paper, but with something far more primal.

"Tomorrow," he said, fixing his clothes with practiced ease, "we begin dismantling Ryan’s world. Starting with that pregnant bitch he seems to care about."

I smiled, still tasting blood from where he’d bitten my lip. "I can’t wait."