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65: Bane
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THE KILLER THAT CLAIMED ME 66: Bane
The morning sun poured through the wide windows of my bedroom and scattering the darkness that had sheltered Amaya and I. I woke up before the alarms, my body completely still as I looked down at the woman sleeping deeply against my side. Amaya’s head was resting securely on my chest, her dark brown hair sprawled across my skin, her breaths steady and deep. Looking at her now, a profound shift occurred within my chest. The relief of the previous night had solidified into something far more: an absolute, blinding overprotectiveness. She was mine now. She had chosen this life, chosen me and because she had, I would burn the entire world to ash before I let a single threat cross her path again. I slipped out of the bed with practiced, silent movements, ensuring the duvet remained tucked securely around her shoulders. I threw on a dark robe and walked out to the corridor, where Nathaniel was already waiting with the morning operational briefings. When Nathaniel looke
THE KILLER THAT CLAIMED ME 65: Bane
A faint click cut through the stillness of my bedroom. I froze, my hand tightening around the gun by my bedside. The heavy oak door of my room slowly swung inward. I expected to see Nathaniel with an emergency dispatch or a sentry warning me of a perimeter shift. Instead, Amaya stepped into the dim light. “Lower your gun, Bane. I don’t bite” I immediately put it down and watched to shut the door and make her way over to me. “Amaya. You have to be careful. I could have accidentally shot you” She had changed into a simple, oversized black silk button-down shirt—one of mine that she must have taken from the wardrobe. It hung loosely off her small frame, reaching past her thighs. She laughed.“Don’t be silly. You couldn’t shoot me if you tried” Her bare feet made no sound against the wood. She looked breathtakingly human. I observed the rich, deep brown of her hair cascading over her shoulders in soft, tangled waves. She carried such a quiet, intoxicating vulnerabilit
THE KILLER THAT CLAIMED ME 64: Bane
The villa was entirely quiet now.The wail of the security sirens nothing but a ringing memory in the ears of the sentries patrolling the outer walls. Victor and his men had been thoroughly dragged off the premises, their weapons seized, their trucks escorted directly to the southern border.All done under a threat of absolute execution if they ever crossed our markers again. And that was simply because I couldn’t bring myself to harm Amaya’s father. My empire was secure. Everything was back to how they should be and yet my chest felt completely hollow. I looked down at my shoulder. The phantom weight of Amaya’s hand resting on it earlier still lingered.She had chosen me. She had looked at the exit, looked at her own father, and she had planted her feet firmly by my side. But I couldn't forget the broken, bleeding look in her eyes when she had retreated to her suite. I had told her I wouldn't force her to smile at my table, but the absolute need to see her, to ensure the wall
THE KILLER THAT CLAIMED ME 63: AMAYA
The silence of my bedroom was heavy. It was so heavy that it almost felt like physical weight pressing down on my shoulders as the adrenaline completely drained from my body. The echoes of my father yelling and finality of my own voice at the dinner table still vibrated in my ears. I had told my father, Victor Vancouver, to go fuck himself. I had looked at the man who gave me life, who had treated me like a toy to be traded and bartered away to cruel men, and I had permanently severed the cord. I sat at the edge of the large mattress, my fingers tightly gripping the duvet to keep my hands from shaking. Maybe it was because I was angry for being asked if Bane had defiled me. Maybe I just didn’t want to leave Bane. Maybe I was just stupid. Whatever the reason may be, I had made a choice to stay with the Valaks. And now I felt completely uprooted. I had chosen to stay in the fortress of a mafia lord. I had turned my back on my old life to embrace a reality
THE KILLER THAT CLAIMED ME 62: BANE’S POV
The dining room plunged into a silence so profound it was painful. The only sound in the vaulted space was the sharp, metallic click of my wine glass stem snapping. It fractured between my thumb and forefinger, spilling the expensive red vintage like fresh blood onto the pristine white linen tablecloth. I didn't even register the cut on my palm.Even I was in shock and didn’t know how to react. I looked at Amaya. I had fully expected her to use the chaos of the dinner to plead with her father, to scream for help, or to at least cower in fear from Victor’s aggressive questions. I had expected everything except for what she had done.Her father was here to subtly intimidate her into returning home with him just as he had always done.Instead, she had eaten her meal, stood by my side, laid a calm, possessive hand onto my shoulder, and delivered the ultimate final blow to the men who claimed to possess her legacy. I was completely thrown off guard. But in the center of that shock
THE KILLER THAT CLAIMED ME 61: VICTOR’S POV
“Dinner has been served and your presence is required at the dinning hall, Sir”One of the staff of the Valak estate had come to fetch me from my guest quarters.I was genuinely disgusted to be in the same place as that bastard that had kidnapped my daughter.And now, I was being forced to eat at his table.All of this because of that silly, impulsive child of mine.What was the delay for in the first place?This man had kidnapped and locked her away from the rest of the world and she was hesitant to leave?A dreadful thought crept up my chest.She wasn’t pregnant was she?She couldn’t bring that kind of shame to me especially not after I had promised her to Roman.Either way, I would find out after she follows me back home.At the dining hall, the table was covered with all kinds of delicacies.None of my men ate before I did out of respect for me and the small fear that the meal may have been poisoned.But Bane had given his word to not try to harm me.In this line of business, all
THE KILLER THAT CLAIMED ME 60: BANE’S POV
"Nathaniel," I barked, my eyes never leaving the stunned, pale face of Amaya’s father as her footsteps faded down the western gallery. “Yes, Uncle?” He replied. "Handle things with Victor. Disarm his front line, secure their communication array, and escort our.……,” I stared daggers at Victor
THE KILLER THAT CLAIMED ME 59: AMAYA’S POV
I stood in the absolute center of the standoff, my bare feet cold against the marble floor. On one side, my father’s mercenaries kept their assault weapons leveled; on the other, Bane stood like an unyielding mountain of stone. I couldn’t believe what was happening at the moment. My father
THE KILLER THAT CLAIMED ME 58: BANE’S POV
A suffocating, icy panic clawed its way up my throat. It was a feeling that so completely foreign to my nature that it nearly choked me. Internally, I was profoundly, desperately worried. I hate to admit it but I was scared. Nathaniel had just backed me into the most dangerous corner of my
THE KILLER THAT CLAIMED ME 55: Amaya
Nathaniel’s words hung in the air long after the doors had clicked shut behind him. “You're in love with Bane.” What did he hell did he know?! I wasn’t in love with Bane!! I was just….. I don’t even know anymore. But there was no way I had to be in love with the man who kept me as his host
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