[Brielle’s POV]I open my mouth, preparing to bear my heart, but stop as my phone begins to buzz. Frowning, I lift it up, and my eyes widen as I take in L’s name on the screen. With shaky fingers, I press the open option to the message that is waiting for me while fearing for the worst, but instead of that, I’m met with something more jarring.L: Make him leave before I do.Gasping, I turn my gaze toward the door just in time to see a shadowy form just beyond my window, but instead of getting up to chase it, I remain in place.“Are you alright?” Thad asks, not missing my sudden change. “If talking to me about whatever it was you wanted to is too hard, then..."“You need to leave,” I squeak, knowing that L would remain nearby until he saw Thad leave my room. “Now.”For a moment, Thad stares at me in disbelief, but when his eyes snap to the phone, I still clutch it in my hand, and a look of understanding appears. I know he knows what the message is.“The scary bloke must be nearby,” he
[Leo’s POV]“If you’ll look at these numbers..."I listen intently as Jackson goes over the numbers for the month. It was a welcome distraction from the many messages I was receiving the past few days from my little songbird, which I was leaving unread.As he continues, my phone goes off again, and he grows quiet while pointedly fixing his gaze on my phone.“What?” I ask, leaning back in my seat. “Are you finished?”“Aren’t you going to check it?” He asks, giving me a look of curiosity. “I’m sure it is your little songbird.”“Doesn’t matter,” I huff, waving a dismissive hand.Since seeing another man walk into her hospital room moments after my leaving and her even welcoming him, I was teaching my little songbird a lesson. If she wanted to depend on another man, then fine, she could do that. However, I knew she wouldn’t, but this was a punishment of sorts to remind her of who she truly cares for and who has consumed her mind. Once she realized this, things would go back to how they we
[Thad’s POV]I watch the boss as he quickly rushes out of the studio. Though he was doing his best to try to hide the panic on his features, I knew that something was clearly up, but did it have something to do with Brielle?Frowning, I remain in place, trying to remind myself that this has nothing to do with me. My only concern was advancing my career. However, with each passing minute where the boss doesn’t return, my own worry begins to grow.Letting out a string of profanities, I get up and head to the door, and when I peek out into the hallway, I find that the space is empty.“Where the fuck?”Remaining in place, I look around to make sure that maybe he just didn’t move further away from the door before I head down to reception.“Are you expecting something?” Moreen, the receptionist, asks me, giving me a smile. “Or did you just come to keep me company?"“Did you happen to see where the boss went?”For a moment, she doesn’t speak as she takes me in, and when her expression falls,
[Thad’s POV]“Do you want to hear a story?”As I speak the words, the demons start to awaken within me, and for the first time since coming to America, I actually allow myself to relive that time. It was funny that for the past five years that I have been here, I never wanted to acknowledge what happened back at that place, with the trash-filled streets and the druggies huddled beneath newspapers and torn rags.“A story?” Brielle whispers, giving me a look of confusion. “Does this look like the time for..."“It does,” I confirm, stopping her before another bout of mania erupts. “There couldn’t be a better time.”Even if it would hurt like hell to tell her my story, it would help get her mind off of whatever it was that was haunting her to the point of wanting to end it all. I could only hope that the boss or even the bastard wouldn’t appear before I was finished.“You need a distraction, and I feel like spilling my soul,” I continue with a smirk. “Will you deny a poor man needing an o
[Brielle's POV]I keep my gaze fixed on the window where Thad disappeared while wondering how high up my room actually was. Was he okay? Did he get hurt when he hit the ground?As these thoughts race through my mind, the door to my room opens, and L stands there watching me with an unreadable expression.Like all the other times we met, he wears a mask, so I still can't make out any of his features aside from those eyes, and immediately I am enthralled.“Why was the door locked?” He asks, making his way toward me. “Was someone here?”His voice is cold, and his gaze is fixed on the window. Just from his demeanor, I know he is well aware of the fact I wasn't alone, and lying would be pointless, but something in me screams to protect Thad, especially after his and L's last run-in.“I…” I begin as a war begins to rage within me. “Why are you here?”The words are leaving my lips before I even realize it, but they are my true feelings.Why was he here after ignoring me for days at a time? W
[Leo’s POV]I sit beside my little songbird, gently rubbing circles with my thumb on the back of her hand. Soft breaths escape her lips as she rests peacefully. Once I’m sure that she is sleeping deeply enough, I release her hand and then head out of the room.When I reach the elevator, I dial Jackson’s number and then wait until he picks up.“Meet at the hospital in five,” I announce before he can speak. “Otherwise, I’ll come for you, and you won’t be happy if I do.”Hanging up, I head down onto the grounds so that I can meet with Jackson.As I wait, I pull a cigarette from my pocket and light it. Taking a few drags, I watch as Jackson pulls in and then gets out of his car with a stretch.“Could this not wait until tomorrow?” He yawns.“No,” I respond immediately. “There’s a pesky fly I need you to get rid of.”“Fly?” He repeats, seeming to perk up. “Is there another man trying to steal away your songbird?”“Something like that,” I admit, taking another drag of my cigarette. “He keep
[Leo’s POV]When we arrive at our destination, I pull my songbird out of the car and quickly head straight for the elevator. Once we are inside, I attack, pressing her against the wall while my mouth crushes hers, and beautiful moans start to escape her.Letting my hands trail along her hips, I pull her closer and then continue moving until my palms come to rest on the plains of her ass.“L-L,” she gasps when I pull her against me so she can feel the bulge in my pants. “We could be caught.”“That makes it more exciting,” I growl, beginning to trail kisses down her throat and to her shoulder, where I bite down hard. “Don’t tell me you don’t feel even more aroused just from the thought of someone walking in here to find me attacking you.”"I..." she whimpers, clearly too embarrassed to respond.“You don’t need to speak." I chuckle, letting one of my hands shove into her pants so that I can feel just how fucking wet she is. “Your body is plenty honest, little songbird.”Pulling my hand f
[Thad's POV]“Oi.”Darlene's voice drifts upstairs as I slowly hobble from my room. After my ridiculous attempt at an escape, my arse was killing me along with my ankle. I was pretty sure I sprained it during the fall, but even then, I still needed to get to work.“Why are you moving about like an old bloke?” She continues when I peer over the banister at her.“Because I decided to see if humans could fly.” I respond, making my way downstairs. “Come to find out they can't.”When I reach the bottom floor, I head into the kitchen and pour myself some coffee before going to join Darlene at the table. Plopping down, I bring my steaming mug to my lips and take a sip, then hiss as the hot liquid scorches my tongue.“You also trying to see if humans can handle burning liquids?” Darlene giggles. “Seriously, what has gotten into you?”What has gotten into me? Huh. That was an interesting question, and one I was still asking myself. Pity? Imposter syndrome? I wasn’t sure, but since seeing Briel