Novels by Brun-Hilda writes

The villa appeared twenty minutes later.Massive stone, three stories. a fountain in the circular driveway. Manicured gardens stretching out on all sides.Old money, Italian aristocracy. The kind of place my father loved.The car stopped.Killian got out first and held the door for me. I stepped out elegantly as it should be. I heels clicking on the ground as I moved.And there they were, my father and his favorite daughter."Princess," he called out, pulling me to an embrace. His cologne was familiar; his arm was strong, and it felt safe. “I had missed you so much Daddy” I whispered. He pulled back and cupped my face. "I'm so glad you could make it. I miss you more.”I smiled “Of course Daddy I wouldn't miss it for anything in the world. I chipped. “And besides, anything for the birthday boy”“Hi Ella” I waved.Ella tilted her head “Finally our runaway writer is home” she said before pulling me into an unexpected hug.I broke free and luckily, Killian appeared at my side.My father

What plan was Mandy talking about? It can't be anything. Because the last time we spoke of Mandy he sounded like they barely spoke to each other again. Talk less of an entire plan. That particular question has been looping through my mind for the past few days, and still in my mind right now, in the car.I yanked my gaze toward the window, arms folded tight. I just stared out of the window, watching nothing. My chest was tight.. My mind was spinning with thoughts, of who Killian Darth was, aside from being my bodyguard? What was his past like? Could I really trust him，？So many unanswered questions. Was any of this real,？ the sex, the protection, the way he looked at me？ Or was this just a part of his plan with Mandy?No Daisy, stop with all the negativity. Killian already risked his life a number of times to protect me. At least that wasn't just an act. “You might think away your life, if you don't slow down” his voice cut through my thoughts. “Or are you thinking about the w

Just as I expected, he didn't reply—same old cold attitude. He just tossed a towel at me. I wrapped it over my chest and made my way out of his bathroom. Once I got to his bathroom, my eyes immediately snapped to the wall clock on the wall. 12:11 “Hell no!” I exclaimed as the realization of what today's date dawned on me. It is my father's birthday. Every year, I made sure I was the first one to call him. That was a little father-daughter tradition. “Killian,” I called “ can I call my father with your phone, since we have yet to get me a new SIM “ “Sure you can, “ he answered and handed over his phone to me. My fingers fumbled on the unfamiliar device. My chest ached. I missed talking to my dad even if I didn't love his world, I loved being his child. I dialed his private line, of course, I knew his number off hand. The phone rang twice then his deep, booming voice filled the room. “Happy birthday to you …happy birthday to you…happy birthday, happy day…Happy birthday… to you,

“Don't you think you are avoiding my eyes a little too much” he lifted a brow and a little smile danced at a corner of his lips. “I am not a plague, Amore,” he dragged out the word, Amore.Oh, Lord, could you blow the trumpet now? Before I crashed on someone’s son's lip like a hungry lion.“Cat cut your sharp tongue, Cherie" he asked as he dragged his cigar and blew it in the air.Come Daisy, say something.“I didn't know you smoked.” He dropped his cigar on the arch plate beside him and leaned forward. “ The things you don't know about me could fill a library.”I tried to stand up to walk away, but he caught my wrist and yanked me close. I struggled to balance myself and before I knew it I had tumbled on him.“Opsss..”I steady my breath when he crashes on my lips, rough, possessive, hungry. His hand slipped into his dress fingers searching my nipples, pinching and touching them then his hand unbuckled my bra and tossed it aside.His hand came rough on my skin and I melted into th

Daisy’s PovWe looked around and listened,nothing. No engines. No footsteps, we were alone for now. Killian pushed the bike to another side of the forest. Surely he was trying to mislead those bad guys in case they got here any time soon.Once he was back to me, he helped me to my feet "Can you walk?,” he asked with concern in his voice.I nodded, barely.We moved deeper into the forest and after some minutes the forest became clearer and we could hear the sound of a vehicle. Thank God we were close to the roadside. “Please can we rest here?” I asked Killian, pointing at a log. My breath was heavier now and I was barely holding on.We sat and rested while he stood up taking guard.Eight minutes later we heard it. An engine, a hub different from before this one was familiar. It was Viktor's car.The black SUV emerged from the trees, minutes away from the road, and stopped. Viktor got out of his eyes scanning, gun in his hand.“Are you two ok?”“ We need to leave this place immediatel

A black car. Sedan. Tinted windows, engine running parked at an odd angle. Not in a proper space, just... waiting.My hand instinctively moved to the gun holstered under my jacket."Stay close to me," I said quietly."What" she asked."Just stay close."She moved closer. Her shoulder brushed mine.Good girl.We kept walking, faster now.The black car's doors opened. Two men stepped out. Dressed in black, faces covered.“shit” “Killian “ Daisy's voice cracked with something raw and scared. Her hand trembled in mine.My grip tightened around her hand, my knuckles pale.“Run! Daisy” I murmured pointing toward the car. “ But it was too late. The third man appeared out of nowhere. fast and silent. He grabbed Daisy from behind, his arm around her waist, and in a swift motion, he swung her over his shoulder. She was punched and slapped on his back screaming “Let go of me now”. A violent jolt ran through my body like an electric shock. I threw a heavy punch at one of the guys' faces and b