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CHAPTER 101. I'M LEAVING.
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CONFESS TO ME: For God Until Him CHAPTER 102. CLEAN SLATE.
BLAZE.The young man nodded and disappeared up the steps. A minute later, the bags were in the trunk, the car's doors were shut, and I was sliding into the back seat."Drive to the estate," I said as the driver turned the wheel and pulled the car out of the driveway.The neon lights blurred past the windows as we sped down the street. The second the car came to a stop beneath the stone portico of my mansion, I wrenched the door open and climbed out. Before the driver could get around to the other side, I stormed up the front steps and through the heavy large doors.The butler came forward, bowing as soon as he saw me. "Welcome home, Master Blaze. Would you like something to drink?""Get out of my way," I hissed, shoving past the old man so hard that he stumbled backward into the wall.I climbed the grand staircase, two steps at a time, and kicked open the double doors to my study. With a practiced hand, I threw the heavy oak doors shut behind me with a resounding bang, shaking the gla
CONFESS TO ME: For God Until Him CHAPTER 101. I'M LEAVING.
CHAPTER 101.*****I'M LEAVING.BLAZE.I read the short message from Sergio twice before closing the screen. I slipped the phone back into my pocket, smoothed out my expression, and looked up at Micah."Is everything alright?" he asked, his palms still on my hips, resting lightly against the counter's edge as he sat across from me."Everything's fine," I said, keeping my voice flat. I took a step back and glanced at my watch. With a swift motion, I grabbed my coat from the back of the chair, tossed it over my arm, and turned toward the exit."Blaze…" Micah said with a frown, his brows knitting together as he slid off the counter. "Where are you going?""Home," I said, shrugging lightly. "I came here to do what I came to do, so now I have to go.""What?" Micah blinked, his mouth opening and shutting as he searched my face for some kind of joke. "Just like that? You told Jeremy you were moving in!""I changed my mind," I said as I adjusted my cuffs. "Are you alright staying here by your
CONFESS TO ME: For God Until Him CHAPTER 100. MY TERRITORY.
BLAZE.Micah's mouth remained open for a few long seconds before he managed to regain his voice. "Blaze, what the hell are you talking about? Why are you moving in?""Because I feel like it," I replied, kicking my shoes off by the mat and sauntering deeper into the living room as if I belonged there the whole time. "You can't just move in." Jeremy protested, his voice cracking in high pitch as he gestured furiously at the small living room. "This is way too small for three people to stay in.""Then you move out." I interjected, not even bothering to turn my head, and Jeremy's mouth snapped shut in an angry red line.I threw my coat on the back of the sofa, regarding the smallish apartment. It was cramped, cluttered with religious books, wood finishings, and cheap furniture. But it smelled like Micah, and that was the only thing that mattered. It took ten minutes for two of my men to knock once on the front door, drag in three leather bags filled with my stuff, throw them in the corn
CONFESS TO ME: For God Until Him CHAPTER 99. PARASITE.
BLAZE.I shoved the doctor against the wall, still gripping his collar. “Speak!”“He has a fever!” Dr. Evans gagged, his hands flying at my wrists. “It’s a severe upper respiratory infection, Master Blaze. Combined with exhaustion and severe dehydration. But he did not have a stroke; his body simply gave out under the heat.”I stared at him for a second before releasing his collar. The old man slumped against the wall, panting, rubbing his red neck.“Is he going to be alright?” I asked, catching my breath.“Y…Yes!” Dr. Evans exclaimed, fumbling with a black medical bag, tossing it on the bedside table. “I’ll leave a proper dose of fever reducers, antibiotics, and an IV pack. You can help hydrate him, reduce the fever, and let him rest. If it spikes again, call me. Please, don’t grab me like that again.”The man scribbled something down, tossing the bottles of medication on the nightstand before practically running out of the bedroom, his shoes squeaking against the floorboards as he e
CONFESS TO ME: For God Until Him CHAPTER 98. BREAKING POINT.
BLAZE.I turned my back to the balcony and pulled the thick curtain shut so that the view of the gate was blocked out.My chest felt tight, as I walked over to my desk, sank down into the leather chair, and pulled the thick stack of harbor shipment ledgers towards me. I flipped open a file, grabbed a pen and attempted to concentrate on the numbers scrawled across the page; but not one number seemed right. After five minutes of writing nothing down, the intercom on my desk beeped and I hit the button. My voice came out rough as I spoke. "What?""He's still standing at the gate, boss," Sergio said in a rushed breath. "He hasn't moved an inch.""Leave him for an hour. He'll get tired of waiting and return to his little altar," I said evenly, flipping the page with a detached motion. "But, it's early morning, boss. He's been standing out there for three hours, Boss," he said, his tone cautious not to annoy me. "And he's not wearing a proper jacket for the weather.""Then he should have
CONFESS TO ME: For God Until Him CHAPTER 97. CHASE.
MICAH.My phone lay face-up on the polished wood of my desk. I punched in his number for the fifth time since six in the morning, and held the receiver tightly against my ear.It rang four times before it went to voicemail, and it beeped loudly, making me hiss like a snake for the hundredth time. This man was after my sanity and I was letting him. I didn't leave a message, not even a single word. Instead, I ended the call and my fingers flew across the keyboard as I composed an angry message.[Are you ignoring me?]I stared at the screen, watching as the tiny little delivery notification blinked. And I got nothing, not even a typing bubble playing on the screen or an accidental reply. I swallowed the knot in my throat, and my thumb hovering over the send key as I typed out three variations of texts about my whining and deleted them all because they sounded awful.After deleting the next ten messages, I settled on one that wouldn’t hurt my pride.[If you're ignoring me because of wha
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