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SADIE. The violin play of an emotional baroque plays as people discuss quietly amongst each other. Some smile, and many keep on stoic expressions while they speak. The man who I am here for seems to be carried away by the attention he is giving to the very beautiful woman dressed in a purple cocktail dress, while I sip the few drops of red wine in my glass. “You love the music, right? I saw the way you shut your eyes while sipping the wine,” a voice says, forcing my gaze to shift from the Alpha. “You should see right ahead,” I say loud enough for just him to hear as I exchange my empty glass with a new one on the waiter’s tray. “I cannot see anyone else but you,” he pesters, causing me to hiss. I could let him follow me stupidly then knock him out in the hallway or I could just end him. “What is your name? I have never seen you around,” he continues. “No,” I get distracted by Emmett’s conversation with a man in a tuxedo whose smile is very contagious. “Anyone who attends this e
SADIE.I do not need to open my eyes or wiggle my numb hands to know what this is. It is cold, way too cold probable around a degree Celsius or even less. I would wear a warm jacket and even a hat and gloves, take that I also feel the wind brushing past my goosebump-ed skin.I can tell where I am, I have tortured people in basements before and aunt Kitra trained me in my father’s basement. If this place does not give a basement even though I am yet to confirm, the crack sounds made from a burning wood to keep this place warm enough to some extent is enough to out what the place is.I will not give him what he expects. Not a whimper, not even a struggle with the zip ties chaffing raw into my wrist as I breathe in and out. What I know is until I avenge Esther, I cannot die. His death has been paid for and I will end up killing him. Moreso now, that he has marked me weak even in my own eyes by being able to have me strapped against a metal ch
EMMETT. Her waist length hair and her eyes as she zeros them on mine without a single fear that I know what she did before. Her confidence turns me on in many different ways. Her purple cocktail dress and the movement of a throat as she gulps down the rest of the wine in her glass, twitches something in my heart. I would not be surprised if she has managed to poison the drinks or strapped a holster to her thigh right where I want my hand as she straddles me. “You love the music, right? I saw the way you shut your eyes while sipping the wine.” I overhear one of the guests say as his hand forces itself to remain on his body and not on her. I saw her shut eyes too. It only increased my need to see her shut her eyes despite warning her to keep them open. She is one livid one and I very much would love to tame her. To flip her cold eyes into something that stares at me with want and love. “You should see right ahead.” Her response causes my lip to move up slightly in a smirk as I raise
SADIEI know better than to expect my father to release his secret search party to find me. I have disappeared after missions before so maybe he thinks I have disappeared again. Hoffman’s threatening letters would let him know I failed the mission again.I failed the mission, AGAIN!Shit. My head hurts. My body aches me so bad and my eyes are not responding to my will to open them. My lips are also not parting for me to speak and my fingers are unable to wiggle even for a sign of consciousness. I am fucked.They fell to the ground without me touching them. I fell unconscious too—I will blame it on the hit across my face. That hit was painful, I will admit just to you.I am in so much pain but I know better than to seek relief. I have inflicted pains on families in less than six months. I know better than to pray to anything or anyone. Sinners get forgiven. I am way past a sinner and I do not seek repentance. I want to p
SADIE. I just hope I am not slowly slipping into a coma. I can wiggle my fingers now, but not fully. In fact, I have only been able to wiggle the fingers once after he asked me to marry him. The pain that moves from my head to the back of my neck as his words begin to make more impact as it reiterates in my ears, is one enough to paralyze me further. Revenge? Yes. Marriage for revenge? No. I hate love so much. I have read books. I have seen movies even though I barely get the time to see any or read any recently, but it still does not clear what is already known. When two people of contrasting genders begin to share a space, they become obsessed with each other. They begin to lie to themselves as an individual. One would say, it is only normal to care about the person living on the same roof. They will both not know when they begin to feel jealousy when another person who may likely be a love interest approaches the other person. How else does someone get so attached to someone?
SADIE. I do not know where to start from. For the first time in a while, I am actually confused. I know for a certain that there is an eighty percent chance that every single word, the Alpha—I mean Emmett. Everything he said will be right if they are not right already. I am not someone to be swayed easily or tossed around. Before I jump into this conclusion, I will most definitely give it my all to hear my father and aunt Kitra spill nothing but the truth to me. I sincerely hope they will not tell even a lie. I trust them so much and I do not trust myself on how I will take it if they betray my trust. They are the only people I have ever trusted after Esther. For now, I feel nothing but immerse pain in every part of my body. Every single part, not excluding the one you might be thinking about. My fingers are shaking involuntarily and my toes are curling. My normally pale skin looks paler and if I were to judge if it were not I in this position, I will most definitely say I look dead
SADIE.Dumping the duffel bag on the concreted floor of the basement, I pull the scrunchy out of my hair such and shake my head as I use my fingers to comb through my strands slightly so they cover my face. I pull off my jacket too and dump it in the fire place as well as my gloves. Emmett let me go with everything I came with including the same pistol that was positioned and fired at him.In nothing but a black tank top and ripped black jean, I walk out barefooted. The basement door maybe so silent but my father has a device that alerts him so I expected him here. These approaching footsteps? I also figured Aunt Kitra would want to be present.Holding my breath, I brace myself mentally for the impact of his coming hit and he does not disappoint. As soon as he appears in front me, I find myself staggering backwards as his boot connects with my right shin and his hand hit me across the face.The men get beaten up so bad whenever they mess up. I volunteered for this so I am not complain
THIRD PERSON’S POINT OF VIEW.(The Nightfall Society Biggest Board Meeting)Alpha Emmett Adler is not called the Alpha for the title. His ever good and well composed leadership is what makes him the best Alpha any pack could ever have. In accordance to his laid down rules even though he is entitled to make big decisions without carrying the pack members along, he always carries them along.The news of a Luna for them should not be hidden from them in anyway. What he does not see coming is the fact that the members of the Nightfall Society love their Alpha so much they would rather not have a Luna than have someone who has—oh wait…“In the last few days, the Alpha has been attacked twice by not just any human but the daughter of the man who killed many of us upon our entrance into the city. A crime syndicate that runs freely because of the connection of the boss of all bosses.” Liam announces to the entire audience, completely ignoring Emmett’s secret order to keep the fact that she is