The rich caramel melted in my mouth, the alluring aroma of pancakes captivated me to have another bite. Despite knowing that I was being continuously watched, I suddenly felt more cautious and uneased. My fingers were carefully confined around the porcelain cup, till now I didn't know how badly I was shaking.
Ignoring his entire existence, I took another bite of sweet pancakes and swallowed the delicacy with a full sip of coffee. What could be more specific than caramel-melted pancakes and a dark cream-covered cup of coffee?
I take my words back.
I had been less aware of the fact that Silas was internationally making me nervous. His divinely beautiful face and handsome features weren't helping either. Through the corner of my eyes, I could see him leaning back against the chair with his muscled arms folded across his chest. He had his head tilted towards the right as he watched me with his hawk-like eyes, shamelessly not hiding the fact that I know he was gazing
Severin Anderson looked dreadfully malicious. The long leather trench coat added crisp to his already terrifyingly aura. Unlike days ago, he had a sly smirk plastered over his face. With a victorious smile, Silvio very well knew what did it meant."I'm glad you came...." Silvio's Italian accent was thicker than ever."I said I would..." Severin's eyes lingered on his rival's face for a moment.Dante watched from the entrance of the terrace of Silvio's office, a glass wall separating them apart. Dante couldn't hear their conversation, but he could read the situation. Silvio had exclusively ordered him to stay outside, knowing how badly the situation he was in. On the other hand, Micah was in the basement, ready for Silvio's call, to pursue their plan further.It was dangerous but effective."Let's skip to the important business now.""Speak," Silvio said looking over him as he leaned forward whilst his elbows rested on the table differentiati
After the unexpectedly calm meeting with Severin, and Micah's failed attempt to hack into his phone, I called Andrew, the arms dealer.I didn't knew if it's just wishful thinking, but I couldn't trust Severin. Though I was aware that the man was doing nothing but walking in his father's shoe, but I couldn't afford to let my revenge cost Sadie's life. In any case, I wasn't a moron to think that Severin could be trusted despite the fact that he came in my mansion without letting his father or Silas know. At this point, I had already started to assume the relation between Andersons, this was a good strike, until Sadie's situation is resolved.Anderson wouldn't hurt her.If they did, they knew the consequences.They maybe bold enough to play with her mind, help her escape but they knew better. If I wanted, I would have already had her beside me. But for that, I had to put the life my men on stake, which also was a big deal. Dante was injured, Micah was lost b
The wind was chilled, the blazing rays of the sun were failing to provide warmth, despite this, I was still not ready to go inside, though Randy had come to take me three times. According to him, Silas wanted to see me. Deep inside I knew he had nothing to say to me, but he might be worried if I would try to escape. Well, his worries were valid.Not only did I want to escape, but I also sought some answers. Not to forget how I was getting more paranoid bypassing second. The situation no longer was in my hands, I had already lost the privilege. Which however made me wonder if Silvio knew where I was.I admit I had only spent countable months with the devil himself, but the fragments I had of him were enough to make me understand how vast his connections were. Not only does he own more than enough properties in New York, but I had also once overheard Micah saying how many more investments he had made.Also, he was a mafia leader. As much as I know, leaders p
My stomach growled again.It was not easy to starve myself.Heaving a defeated sigh, I groaned in desperation. My eyes closed shut as I rubbed my belly.It wouldn't be wrong to sneak some food from kitchen. Atleast that wouldn't be drugged. And asking Silas for food, I couldn't afford to getting drugged again.Opening the door of the room, I looked from left to right. The hallway was clear. It was my chance. Licking my dry lips, I walked towards the stairs. The building was quiet, bodyguards were on patrol maybe. Whatever the reason was, I was happy that no one was in sight. Finding the kitchen wasn't difficult for me.Just on the right of the main door, there was a modern sized open kitchen. A small long refrigerator on left corner, groceries on kitchen counter, pots assembled accordingly over racks. Minimalist yet sophisticated.Anyways.
I could argue that he didn't need to, but I kept my mouth shut and followed him. I didn't wante dto run into Edward again, and probably this was enough to make me seek comfort in his mere presence. I knew it wasn't my fault, but knowing Edward over years, I knew that idiot would probably blame me. He still doubts me, not that I minded, but he still thinks that my nature was to stay loyal to him. Always.He walked slightly in front of me. We didn't talk, choose to make the journey in silence. The silence, however was chaotic. Not only Silas had saved me, he had partially seen me half-naked. The shivering thought made me tighten my hold onto the fabric of his coat.I eyed his back. His off-white shirt clung indecently to his torso, the material looked shiny. Probably silk. Moreover, I wasn't delusional to think that Silas wasn't a foe. Him saving me didn't meant that we were pals, and we would talk about our pasts but I was hopeful that
There were only several moments in life when silence make no sense. The eerie feeling could remind us one of being alive. Of hearing emotions through the tranquility, the serenity that weighs the words down, suppressing our sentiments.I could hear the silence now, could feel the waves of memories and melodies of the way his breath seized now and then whilst he pondered something.Nothing. Everything. All at once, I could feel his emotions yet I was failing to reach him."Sadie."His soft voice warmed me, filled me with the noise. No problem was that big, but our mind makes it otherwise. He helped me remember that I wasn't alone here, he was here, I was here. Probably alcohol was running through my veins now, but I suddenly like his company.Because we both were the same, and memories were all coming back to hurt me.I stared back into
He didn't know what he was supposed to do. That had been apparent from the beginning. That was what made the choice so difficult. What he was supposed to do and what he would do were not the same. His motive was to use her against his rival, to bring down his enemy, have a grave victory. But his desire was distinct, molded, and morphed into a harmonious composition of sentiments.This would have been fine if he were willing to face the inevitable, he had no ways to recover. He once was calculated, but now all he was left with was that small eerie feeling, small yet heavy. Just like the ocean, he was calm and tranquil, but just like the ocean, he had internal waves deep inside his heart which were howling loud.He had regularly exhibited signs of emotional dependency on their relationship, with her he felt at ease, including possessiveness when he witnessed Edward forcing her, jealousy when he saw Silvio with her, fear of rejectio
He was distorted.Feelings molded into a sharp knife that gradually pierced through his heart like a burning ember of sizzling flame.He was scared.The morphed knife held power to make him surrender. To make him feel vulnerable, an unknown emotion he never felt. Susceptibility seeped through his mind, tormenting his sentiments into a pained expression. He had survived long to know the darkness of the world, he had seen enough to liable her safety. Silas knew his father, even better than Alejandro knew himself. And Silas was also concious about the extents his father was ready to go to achieve what he resignedly craved. It was no more for clan extension, it no more concerned the hunger of power but a sated word. Revenge.It was always that.And Sadie was coming in his way.Silas sighed again. These thoughts were more intoxicated than alcohol he had consumed. He mi