LOGINNathan's POV My chest tightened and burned when Margot pulled away from me, as if I were a threat to her. I wanted to wrap my arms around her and beg for forgiveness, but I only stood up. " Bring those blankets, now," I ordered, and Mick left the room immediately. He returned a moment later and wrapped them around Margot's shoulders. She smiled at him with gratitude and let him take her hand and help her stand. That hurt, and I had to turn my head away. I understood her reaction, but it did not make it easier. For her, I looked like the man who made her go through god knows what hell. I remembered this look. Isa looked at me like that for a very long time. It took me ages to make her believe that face was the only thing my brother and I had in common. When Margot and Mick left the room, I turned my attention back to Vincent, who was unconscious on the floor. At least now I didn't have to pretend. I could let out all the hatred I felt for him. The kick landed on Vincen
Margot's POV Pain exploded in my body when Vincent threw me onto the floor. My knees hit the floor; I could swear I heard something crack. We were back in the living room, or in what was left of it. Vincent's last tantrum left most of the things here in pieces. " It does not look as romantic as before, but it will have to be enough for us." My body shivered as he spoke. This man was mad; I finally had no doubts. He was not driven by revenge. He enjoyed hurting people; seeing them suffer was his main goal. "Luckily, the sofa survived. It is not as comfortable as the beds my brother could offer you, but I hope you won't mind." Vincent lowered himself; I could feel his hot breath on my neck. Goosebumps rose on my skin. Fear crawled up my spine. " Don't you dare touch me," I hissed. " Or what? Do you really think you can fight me? Let's be real; you can do what you want, but nobody would save you." Vincent laughed. I could not see anything funny in this situation. " A
Nathan's POV " Is everything ready?" I asked, opening my car's door. My men nodded in unison. " Then don't waste more time." We had a location as accurate as possible: an abandoned house within a mile of the railway tracks. This could be Vincent's hideout, since he could no longer return to my parents' mansion. I still haven't decided what to do with them, but I was certain about the one thing: trust was gone for good. I couldn't stay close to people who betrayed me like that. They could still be my parents; we were tied by blood, but I did not need their presence in my life. I shrugged my arms and got into the car. According to my men, we had more than an hour of driving. A small spark of hope burned in my chest; I truly believed Margot would be there. I hoped she was still okay. My car sped through the town. My men followed me in two black SUVs Some were armed; who knew what was waiting for us. I doubted Vincent would give up willingly. That was not in my brother's
Margot's POV Sitting in the dark made me lose track of time. My muscles hurt from the lack of proper movement. My stomach grumbled with hunger; I hadn't been given any food. I started to feel claustrophobic after spending god knows how many hours in this dark place. Maybe it was a couple of hours, maybe a day; I could not tell. Stuck in this tiny space, every second felt like a minute. My head felt dizzy; the air here was stale and heavy. If Vincent would not open that door soon, I could as well go unconscious. The house was quiet, which meant my host left for now. I didn't hope he would bring food, but I hoped he wouldn't forget about me completely. Suffocating or starving was never on top of my wish list. Porsche was, but not that. I giggled to myself and winced almost immediately. My lips were still cut and now dry because I hadn't had water in a while. I had heard the noise, and my heart skipped a beat. Vincent was back. I wasn't sure whether that made me hopeful o
Nathan's POVI stared in shock at the inside of the quest's house. This place was like a sanctuary for my mother. It barely served its purpose, as no one was good enough to stay here. But now, this place was clearly occupied: full-time occupied, I could tell. " You should not be here. Leave now!" My mother finally caught up with me. She seemed panicked, terrified even. " Who leaves here?" I asked without looking at her. " No one." Her response was way too quick. " You are lying. Do you want me to get in and find out myself?" I looked at her. My mother stepped forward as if she wanted to hide the view from me. " There is nothing for you to look at." Her voice trembled, but she held her position. "Why are you scared then? What is the secret?" My voice was cold. Something was hidden here. My mother shook her head, but said nothing. She clenched her hand around the phone. " Who did you call just now?" I asked, noticing her strange behaviour. She had been suspicious since the momen
Margot's POVThe moment Vincent came back, I knew something was wrong, terribly wrong. He was pacing around my room, clenching his hands. His jaw worked as if he were chewing the words about to come out of his mouth. I sat in silence. It was not the time to provoke him; he was already clearly on the edge. " Good news, darling. We will spend more time together. Isn't it great?" I kept my mouth shut, but my body shivered. I had no desire to spend any time together. I dreaded even those short visits. Vincent got back to pacing; he looked like a tiger locked in a cage, dangerous as hell. I dared not breathe too loudly. " My dear brother found my hideout. Shame, as it was really comfy."I shot him a glance. That was my mistake. Vincent noticed it almost immediately. " You seem happy about that, aren't you? You think he will burst through that door any minute now to save you?" He glared at me coldly. In a split second, he was beside me, his fist clenched in my hair, pulling my head ba
Nathan's POVAfter an hour of calming down, Margot finally fell asleep. I have covered her with sheets and left a room to gather my thoughts. Anger was still boiling inside me as I poured myself a glass of whiskey. I had to remain calm if I wanted to help her. I could not let my emotions lead me, e
Margot's POV Nathan placed me gently back on the bed and took a step back. " Are you sure about that?" He asked, and I only gave him a weak nod, too scared to speak. I did not trust myself right now. Nathan's eyes darkened as he got closer to me. His palms brushed against my skin like a feather,
Nathan's POV I looked at Margot, who was peacefully sleeping on my bed. I could not take her back to her since she was too wasted to be left alone. Since she fell asleep in my car, I took the liberty of deciding where we should go. Besides, in my house, I could look after her. Her face was par
Nathan's POV I was still inwardly gloating when Lucy entered my office without knocking. One look at her pinched face told me there was some bad news waiting for me. Previous happiness instantly faded as I looked at my best friend shifting from foot to foot, like a student who was caught smoking b







