TRACEY’S P.O.VWe were both silent as the car drove as fast as it could while I sat still behind, my arms folded tightly across my chest, pretending to focus on the blurry trees we were speeding past.. But truthfully, I was just trying not to think too hard.Damien drove like he was having a personal race against the road itself. His eyes straight ahead, no emotion… like always.The engine roared louder every time his foot slammed the gas, and I took in a deep breath.I didn’t say anything. I simply just shut my eyes, leaning my head back, as I welcomed the brief moment of silence… even if it was just for a few seconds because with us, there was always another storm.My thoughts wandered to earlier and how I could’ve died if Damien hadn’t wheeled in and put a bullet through that bastard’s head… I would’ve been lying in a pool of blood right now. My blood.My stomach tightened at the memory. That man’s hand had been around my throat… his gun at my temple… and he was ready to shoot the
TRACEY'S P.O.V“Damien…” I grumbled, barely able to keep the shake out of my voice.“Shut the fuck up,” he snapped at me, clipped and angry..I couldn't help but hold my breathe, I was caught off guard and scared beyond witts.I could tell Damien was angry and stressed out too. Not just the usual Damien kind of pissed-off—but something darker, meaner. The kind that boiled under his skin and made his jaw clench so tight I could almost hear it grind. But I didn’t take offense.How could I? We were in deep chaotic shit, and I knew my panic wasn’t helping in any way.His eyes stayed glued to the rearview mirror, then darted to the men ahead of us all packed standing in front of their various cars.It was like they were waiting for us to make a move.I pressed my back into the seat and took a deep breath, fighting the scream scratching its way up my throat.Then the screeching sound of tires broke the silence as I watch Damien trying to swerve away from the men in front of us, despite us b
DAMIEN’S P.O.VWe were under attack and the first thing that snapped in my head was to protect Tracey..To fucking protect Tracey.I kept my arm around her, one eye on the sealed door, and the other on her face.She was pale, shaking and still clutching that damn tablet like it’d save her from bullets."You're holding that thing like it’s a shield," I muttered, lips brushing near her ear but she didn't say a word.I could tell she was too scared for that.She let out a shaky breath and lowered it slightly. Didn’t say a word.Good. We both had no time for back and forth.Another low thud rumbled through the floor, this one farther, but close enough to remind me we weren’t out yet.I checked the chamber of the glock again. I had five bullets left and had to put it in good use. I had no backup and no goddamn Skylo in sight. I clicked my tongue, frustration curling around my neck.“I should’ve killed this bastard when I had the chance to.“ I muttered understand my breath.Tracey glanced
TRACEY’S P.O.V“I need to finish the report and get to bed too,” I said back to him even though I didn't mean it.“Good.. Make sure to keep an detailed eyes. I wouldn't want to let double check due to incompetence.“ I nodded silently, my pulse was still pounding in my ears.I could still feel his touch on my jaw as I moved to back my original position.I sat back down and tried to focus on the tablet again, pretending like my skin wasn’t still on fire, like my chest wasn’t caving in from holding in too much.Damien returned back to facing the pile of document on his tablet. But I could tell he wasn't concentrating.He just stared at the screen, silent, and with a clenched jaw...We were both caught up in our own thoughts when Boom.The entire building shook and the lights above us began flickering."What the hell.." I looked up, but Damien was already on his feet.Boom. Boom.The sound became louder this time…“D-damien what's going on?“ I muttered and immediately the sharp cracks of
TRACEY’S P.O.V“I need to finish the report and get to bed too,” I said back to him even though I didn't mean it.“Good.. Make sure to keep an detailed eyes. I wouldn't want to let double check due to incompetence.“ I nodded silently, my pulse was still pounding in my ears.I could still feel his touch on my jaw as I moved to back my original position.I sat back down and tried to focus on the tablet again, pretending like my skin wasn’t still on fire, like my chest wasn’t caving in from holding in too much.Damien returned back to facing the pile of document on his tablet. But I could tell he wasn't concentrating.He just stared at the screen, silent, and with a clenched jaw...We were both caught up in our own thoughts when Boom.The entire building shook and the lights above us began flickering."What the hell.." I looked up, but Damien was already on his feet.Boom. Boom.The sound became louder this time…“D-damien what's going on?“ I muttered and immediately the sharp cracks of
TRACEY’S P.O.V The moment the door clicked shut and I was left alone in the room, I simply stood there, staring at the blank space with a plate in my hand.Every act Damien being nice only made my stomach churn even harder with suspicion.I stared down at the plate of meal in my hand for a second.He didn't try to be exactly romantic when he handed over the plate to me. Of course, I wasn't expecting him to be. He was Damien Black, the mean king and, for some odd reason, even this little act of kindness from him was enough to ruin my entire day.I dropped the food on my verity table.I didn’t eat the food. I had no intention to eat the food. My appetite had vanished somewhere between the way he looked at me and the way he touched my cheek like I was important.I withdrew back to my bed and sat, trying to process my thought.I was also waiting for something weird to happen, justifying why Damien was nice to me but nothing happened and hours passed with me sitting still.With a sigh, I