I woke up to slow knocking on my door. My eyes slowly opened, and I turned, realizing I had fallen asleep the same way Alvin had left me on the bed. I straightened, my body weak. It was now morning, and I swallowed. All of that had happened sometime in the middle of the night, and I could still feel the fatigue and the weakness from the poison. Slowly, I stood up, wobbling a little before I reached the door.Slowly, I opened the door, and a worker was standing outside, her face neutral."What do you want?" I asked, my brows drawn."Do you have any pasta? Mine is finished."I took her in. She was big and looked like she was ready to collect it by force if I didn't give it. I had enough anger in me to go face to face with anyone, so I put my hand on my waist, my head tilting upwards to meet her eyes."I do, and I won't give it."Her lips immediately fell, and she moved closer. "I don't want to have to make noise. Give me what you can lose before I take what you can't."I gave a small la
He stood up, fixing the suit around him. Without a word to Alvin, who was slightly limping behind Vector, he walked out of the dining hall. I walked behind him, and we soon walked out of the mansion to a parked Rolls Royce. Vector opened the door to the right, then turned to me.My jaw clenched adamantly, and I turned away from the right side, intending to take the other side of the car. He suddenly grabbed my hand, stopping me. I turned to him, and he did not need to say a word. His brow was raised, his eyes set in a deathly stare as he watched me.I yanked my arm away from him, a small yelp of pain escaping my lips as his nail dug into my arm, slightly cutting my skin.He said nothing, and I went into the car, then moved to the other end, my hand covering the small wound on my arm. I turned away as he entered the car, and the door closed behind him. The air seemed to be immediately sucked out of the car, and I closed my eyes. The car suddenly started, and I swallowed, a small rush
I wiped the tears off my face, then slowly walked out of the car. Vector was standing on the other side, his gaze focused as the reporters flocked around him, talking about his company and a few other things that I didn't even know about or understand.He took my hand once I came next to him, and I felt a small shudder run down my spine. His hand was cold, just like his demeanour, and he held me tight, like he thought I would get lost in the crowd. He pulled me a little closer, and his hand wrapped around my waist instead, fitting just as well as it had a year ago. I turned to him, but he was towering above me, shielding me from the blinding lights, his presence just as protective as it was absolute danger. He was the disease. He was the cure. The danger and the protector, all in one.I swallowed hard as we walked down the red carpet, then up the stairs towards the large event. It turned out to be a massive auction event meant to raise charity for children education.I saw a few fami
"Vector," I said, my eyes widening. "That is... five hundred..."He didn't bother looking at me and slowly dropped the tab, his eyes focused on the painting. I swallowed hard, my fiat's clenching, my eyes seeking the painting once more, my chest lightly heaving. Soon, the auction came to an end, and I stood by as people spoke to Vector, and he went around speaking minimally with each one that came, like he was saving words for the next person.I sat next to him in the car, my eyes fixed on the passing cars and the gradually setting sun. The view outside was beautiful, and I had long forgotten how perfect this city could be. How beautiful the view was at night.Vector didn't say a word to me, and we sat in complete silence. I couldn't tell what he was thinking, however. Why he bought the painting for such an astronomical amount, and why he seemed rather pissed.I cleared my throat and leaned back, then slowly turned to him. I had expected him to be focused on his tab, or something else
"Vector," I said, turning to him, my eyes wide. Alvin immediately took a step away from me, and I knew he was trembling with fear."What the fuck are you doing here?"Alvin swallowed, his chest heaving. "I... I... I was just...""Vector, he was...""Shut up," he said, turning to me, his eyes thin. "Not one more word from you, Red."I blinked, my fingers nipping at each other, my chest heaving. The room fell into tense silence as Vector kept the book on the small table by the door, then closed the door behind him. I knew we were in deep trouble, even from the way his eyes thinned, and he passed his fingers through his hair.He never looked at me, and it seemed like he always had his reservations about Alvin."I asked him to come," I said suddenly, damning whatever consequences.Vector turned to me, his eyes wide. "What?""I... I asked him to come see me. I wanted to treat the wound...""Since when were you a fucking doctor, Red?""Since you started hurting people because of me!" I yell
Dawn cracked on me, staring off at the windows, my hands under my head, my mind completely blank. I couldn't bring myself to think or feel anything, and I sighed, closing my eyes. Fatigue washed over me, and I knew I needed to sleep, but my mind wouldn't let me.I sighed and slowly stood up, then made my way to the shower. It was much bigger than the other one and had a large bathtub. I contemplated between using the shower or taking the bathtub like I knew I wanted to.With a sigh, I gave in and ran a bath. I got out of the clothes I was wearing, then lay in the bathtub, my eyes closing. My treacherous mind started to replay scenes of last night, the kiss on my neck, the slow caresses...I opened my eyes with a small huff, then sighed and got out of the bathtub. I never expected that my biggest enemy would become my own body. My own heart.I wrapped a towel around me, then walked out. My things were still in the other room, and I gave a small sigh, my eyes closing. Determinedly, I put
"Vector," Alvin said, obviously surprised. He took a step back, his eyes wide, and I swallowed, examining Vector.The woman on his arm wore a big smile, her hand resting on his chest as she examined us."Who are they?"No one bothered answering her, and I bit down on my lip, then turned away. "Let's go, Alvin."Alvin, however, stopped, his eyes holding Vector's steely gaze. Without a word to me, he slowly walked to Vector. Vector moved away from the girl, who didn't even have the time to process what was happening before Alvin pulled her to his car."Alvin," I said, but my voice was drowned out by the other girl's screams. I doubt he would care even if it wasn't.Alvin closed the door and drove away like someone who was remote-controlled. I turned to Vector, who seemed rather unbothered by the fiasco."What are you doing?"He shrugged. "I had no idea you and Alvin were so chummy. Going on dates and all.""You are one to talk," I said, my eyes thin. "How about bringing back your fake re
Vector watched me for a long minute, his eyes thin. I could see the wheels of his head spinning, and I wished it was that easy to see what direction they were spinning in. To see whether he was lying about my father, about Ivan, about Alvin, or if, God help me, it was all true. What would it mean for me if...My train of thoughts ceased as he took a step to me, his eyes lingering below mine."You don't know what you are signing up for," he said, his voice raspy, his breath tickling me."Enlighten me, then. All I know is that I am playing a dangerous game, and a murderer stands before me."He gave a small laugh but didn't move, his hand instead cupping my face. "You are right, Red. It gets even more dangerous now."I met his eyes, and for some reason, he felt even closer, his lashes brushing mine, the moistness of his lips touching the sensitive edge of mine. I closed my eyes and leaned further into me.Forgive me, father, for I am here in the arms of your murderer and I like it."Why