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How To Love A Murderer. The Breaking Point.
Chapter Forty Two: The Breaking PointA sharp thirst pulled Ian into the kitchen. He reached for a glass, but his hand had a mind of its own, trembling so violently the water sloshed over the sides. Calm down, he begged his own body. But the room didn't listen. It began to tilt, the colors of the penthouse blurring into a nauseating swirl. A high-pitched scream, coming from inside his own head, drowned out all other sound. The world narrowed to a single, shrinking point of light, and then… nothing.The last thing he heard was the shattering of glass as he hit the floor.‘The pills…’ his mind screamed into the void. ‘He promised he stopped them… why is it getting worse… Zhedya…’*****The steady beep… beep… beep… was the first thing Ian was aware of. He blinked, his vision swimming into focus on a sterile white ceiling. An IV was taped to his hand. Then he heard it…John’s voice, sharp and angry, arguing just outside the door.“Sir, you can’t be in here,” a bodyguard’s low voice gru
How To Love A Murderer. The Ghost in the Machine.
Chapter Forty One: The Ghost in the MachineThe penthouse felt like a museum of a dead relationship. For two days, Ian had been a ghost drifting through the halls, his silence screaming louder than any argument. The memory of Zhedya’s hands around his neck was a brand on his skin, a constant, painful reminder.“I know you’re still upset, my love,” Zhedya’s voice was like velvet as he approached. Ian didn’t turn from the window. Zhedya held out a sleek envelope. “Look. Front row tickets. For that pianist you adore. A private box, just for us. Let me make it up to you.”“I don’t want them,” Ian said, his voice flat. “Please move.”“Ian… what do you want then? If this isn’t enough…”“Are you really that shallow?” Ian spun around, his eyes burning with hurt and fury. “Why is it so hard for you? Why can’t you just say the words? ‘I’m sorry.’ ‘I was wrong.’ It’s always a new watch, a trip, a stupid concert… but never a real apology!”Zhedya’s charming smile tightened. A real apology was
How To Love A Murderer. Capture the Queen.
Chapter Forty: Capture the Queen The Parisian night was a glittering tapestry outside the hotel balcony, but Zhedya saw none of it. His focus was entirely on the phone pressed to his ear, his voice a carefully controlled calm.“Report. How is he?”The driver’s voice was hesitant on the other end. “Sir, he… he insisted on a stop today. First, he went to that little bookshop on Elm Street. He was inside for about twenty minutes.”“And?” A flicker of irritation, sharp as a razor, cut through Zhedya’s tone.“Then… he instructed me to drive to an apartment building. A John Miller’s residence. He was there for over an hour.”Zhedya’s grip on the phone tightened, his knuckles bleaching white. The romantic glow of the Eiffel Tower now felt like a mockery. “John Miller. You’re certain?” he asked, his voice dropping to a dangerous, quiet level.“Yes, sir.”“That will be all. Do not let him out of your sight again.” He ended the call without another word, the silence in the room suddenly dea
How To Love A Murderer. Cracks in the Glass.
Chapter Thirty Nine: Cracks in the GlassIan hugged himself against the chill, standing by the sleek black car at the busy airport. The noise of engines and announcements felt overwhelming.“Call me when you get there,” Ian said, his voice a little shaky. “I wish you didn’t have to go. I’m gonna miss you so much.”Zhedya cupped his face, his touch warm and familiar. “Only three days, my love. The penthouse is yours. The guards are there. Don’t leave unless it’s an emergency, and take the driver.” He tucked a strand of hair behind Ian’s ear. “I’ve programmed the car’s GPS for your safety. Only approved locations.”“You do too much,” Ian whispered, pulling him closer for a long, deep kiss, trying to memorize the feeling.“Be good. Take your medication. I’ll call you tonight.” Zhedya’s grey eyes held his. “I love you.”“I love you too. Have a safe flight,” Ian forced a smile, his heart already aching.He watched Zhedya disappear into the crowd, a confusing mix of relief and loneliness
How To Love A Murderer. Storytelling Lies.
Chapter Thirty Eight: Storytelling LiesThe interrogation room was cold and sterile, but Zhedya Hunter looked perfectly at home. Dressed in a tailored charcoal suit, he sat with his hands resting comfortably on the metal table, a picture of calm confidence.Agent Callista Monroe slid a high-resolution CCTV print across the table. It clearly showed Zhedya's profile in the hallway of the Faculty of Arts building at Newton University.“I just want to ask a few questions. I hope you’ll cooperate,” she said, her voice tight.“Of course,” Zhedya nodded, his smile polite and utterly unreadable."Dr. Hunter. Let's not waste time. This is you, two months ago, at Newton University’s Faculty of Arts.”“And so, Callista?” he raised a single, perfectly shaped eyebrow, as if mildly bored.“Our person of interest, Dr. Harrow, was found dead two weeks later. And an ex-student of his, Louis, has been missing for more than a month now.Care to explain your presence in a place so... far from your usual
How To Love A Murderer. The Glasses Shatters.
Chapter Thirty Seven: The Glasses Shatters. Another check-up. The words felt heavy in Ian’s foggy mind. He sat in the passenger seat of Zhedya’s car, his head leaning against the cool window. He was so tired, a deep exhaustion that sleep never cured.Outside, Zhedya and Dr. Ethan were talking. Ian watched through the glass, his vision slightly blurry. He couldn't hear them, but he didn't need to. Dr. Ethan’s face was a mask of urgent concern, his hands moving in sharp, worried gestures. Zhedya, in contrast, stood perfectly still, his posture cold and dismissive. Then, as if feeling Ian’s gaze, Zhedya glanced toward the car and gave the doctor a chilling, calm smile that didn't reach his eyes.Ian caught fragments of the raised voices as the doctor lost his composure."…a month was the maximum, Zhedya! His system can’t handle this!""…memory loss… emotional instability… it’s becoming permanent!""You’re causing neurological damage! I won’t be responsible for what happens to him!"
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