Ava's POVI woke up a few hours later, sat up, and found Miguel asleep beside me. He was still here. I almost couldn't believe it. This felt weird in ways beyond which words could convey, and yet I was in some way glad to see him still here. I sighed. It was strange.He was strange. I meant it when I said he was really acting differently. There was something odd about him, he was just —soft. He also smiled at me earlier which was weird and I hated how my stomach kept twisting whenever he was close.And that fear —that worried look in his eyes when he found me, dying in the room. Fuck! It was fucking with my head. Why was he so concerned? Why? I couldn't understand it, or him. Why was he acting like he cared about me?Was it because he was obsessed with finding Fernando? Was he scared that if I died he'd lose the chance to use me against Fernando? It had to be that, right? And yet, that look in his eyes felt truly genuine —like he really cared about me. The look was somewhat h
Ava's POVThe next morning I woke up with a jerk with tears rolling down my face as my heart burned in my chest with the memories of my nightmare.What have I been doing? I needed to leave!Tears ran down my cheeks as the nightmare lingered in my mind, and I was filled with sudden grief. It was the memory of the day of my wedding —the day I watched Fernando get killed. Oh God! I hadn't thought of him in a while, and I was just —Overwhelmed. It was like I had forgotten what had happened, and now it just hit me all over again with as much intensity as the day it happened. The pain felt brand new and damn it hurt. It felt like a knife had stabbed me in the chest.I swirled my head to my side, and was relieved to find it empty. Miguel wasn't there. He wasn't in the room. I didn't even bother to think about where he had gone. The room was bright. It was around seven in the morning, and my heart ached terribly.I buried my face into my palm letting the pain suck me in as thoughts of
Miguel's POVAs Molly's word sank into my head, my heart fractured and darkness consumed me.My eyes darted to Ava's almost immediately but she didn't dare to meet them.Molly was telling the truth. Ava really wanted to escape. She didn't know Molly was one of us.I thought things had changed between us. I thought her attempt to run away would stop from now on. I thought we were closer.I was wrong. Sadly. It hurt a lot. I read her wrong this whole time, thinking we were connecting. It was nothing to her. It meant nothing and it changed nothing.Rage rushed through my veins, betrayal, disappointment... every single emotion that came to mind. It fueled me. "Leave us, Molly," I said to the nurse, and she took one last look at Ava before making her way out of the room.Once we were alone, Ava looked at me. Her gaze was raw, digging through my cold heart. I hated how soft I felt before her. I stepped away from the entrance and dropped the brown bag in my grasp on the table."I thought y
Miguel's POVI slammed the door hard on my way out and took a long stroll around the hospital to cool down my anger and the pressure in my pants.It was frustrating how much I wanted to smash into her. How my heart ached through the pain she had caused, yet my body craved madly for her."Puttana!" I cursed under my breath.She was nothing but a whore that went around messing up with people and I was going to deal with her.If I had stayed in that room I was certain I'd lose my temper and take her.I still couldn't believe that Ava had tried to escape like that after everything. It was sad, and I was hurt —really hurt.When I returned to her room sometime in the evening she was in bed but awake. "Time to go," I announced at the entrance with Perez standing beside me."Evening, Ava," Perez greeted her with a warm smile which Ava barely managed to return as she mumbled a tired—"Evening," she climbed out of bed, and Perez approached the bed, handing her a small bag. She raised a brow."C
Miguel's POVThe deafening echo of the gunshot reverberated through the room, shattering the tense silence. Vivian's lifeless body crumpled beside Lewis —she was dead.I swirled my head to Ava as I lowered my gun. She still had her gun clutched in her palm with a stunned look on her face as she lowered the pistol. She darted her eyes to Vivian's body, and back at me.Ava was visibly shaken, and I couldn't help but wonder if a pang of remorse tugged at her.I smirked as I closed the distance between us, returning Killer in my suit. His work was done, and I felt glad. Although, I would have felt more glad if Ava had been the one to pull the trigger on Vivian instead of me. But that plan had turned out to be an epic failure and also a punch in my guts, seeing how things turned out.My feet stopped before hers, and I looked into her eyes, anger swirling inside of me. I clenched my jaw tightly as I spoke, "You didn't think I'd be dumb enough to actually give you a loaded gun. Did you?"
Miguel's POVPerez's absurd question rang through my ears, and it was like someone suddenly stepped on the brake pedal in my head. My mind stopped.I practically froze in my seat for a second before glancing over at Perez. He had a wild look on his face with his brows still raised in expectation of an answer to his ridiculous question.I swallowed, looking at him with all seriousness. "You can't be serious," I cocked my head but his expression didn't change. He looked serious."You have lost your mind," I scoffed, and a burst of uncontrollable laughter erupted from me.Me? in love with Ava? The question sounded so stupid to me that I couldn't even find the right response to give him. I held his gaze and shook my head as the ridiculous question echoed in my mind and the more it echoed in my head, for some reason it became vexing.I sipped my drink, lowering it to the counter, and mimicking Perez."Are you falling in love with Ava?" I hissed, "What a joke! How can I fall in love with
Miguel's POV"Do it!" she exclaimed in a daring tone, yanking at her chains, and the rattling sound echoed through the room.I was enraged."Do it!" she reiterated, her voice twice as loud as before.I clenched my jaw tightly. She was really pushing her limits, and I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't afford to be pushed anymore tonight, especially not like this. I was drunk and at my limits. I was basically running on fumes, and I couldn't take it anymore.I threw the blanket off me, slipped my hand beneath the pillow, and grabbed Killer, taking it off the safety lock. I got to my feet, and walked to the cage, clutching the bars tightly with one hand while swinging Killer in the other hand."Don't you fucking tempt me! I'm going to do it! I'll blow your frigging brains out, cagna!" I cursed, pointing the gun at her.Rather than the fear I was expecting from her, It was the opposite. Her voice only grew more aggressive."Do it!" she screamed, "Kill me! Do it now!" she yelled, wres
Ava's POVWhat the hell have I done? The door slammed shut behind him, and my heart sank into my stomach as the frustration washed over me. Miguel had left the room just like that, leaving me dangling between my wild hunger for him and my obvious embarrassment over what had happened.My stomach twisted tightly as the guilt began to wash over me suddenly, but I barely had the time to dwell on it —at least not yet. The ache between my thighs was superior to everything else. It was agonizing enough, and it just wouldn't stop. My body kept longing for touch, and not just any —his touch. My cunt ached, and so did my nipples. They were so hard, and deprived of touch that it made them hurt. My body had yet to recover from the lingering effect of his touch, and I could still feel him everywhere.I could still taste him on my touch, I could feel his lips on my nape. It was like he was still here touching me and it was driving me nuts. I could still hear the groans that had left his lips re