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Taming The Beast: His Ruthless Desire 161. Abduction.
Alex's Pov She chuckled, “Hello Alex. It's been a long time." “Yeah. Yeah it's been." I blinked rapidly in surprise. For one thing, it was comforting seeing a familiar face from the past. The Holdens didn't live right next to us. Or on our street for that matter, but Joanne Holden was the kind of woman to be neighbors with everyone. She was at our house at least once every two weeks bringing either a pie or casserole, and was on almost every organizing committee at church. She had three kids, neither of whom I was close to. My sister Sydney had been friends with her daughter Priscilla for a short while but they'd broken things off in a rather messy cat fight at school. Syd had only terrible things to say about Priscilla from then onward. “I'm sorry I didn't recognize you." I said with a nervous laughter. “Oh that's ok. It's been what? Seven years?" “Six." I cleared my throat. Questions. They would surely come. And I could see no way out of it. Even if I didn't answer the
Taming The Beast: His Ruthless Desire 160. Hitchhiker.
Alex’s pov I crouched low, keeping my body to the wall as I tiptoed to the front of the house. I prayed with everything in me that Luca was busy doing something else. Maybe asleep or cooking his peanut soup. If he catches me, it'll be over. My life would be over. I had only one shot to get this right. I didn't plan on taking the exact path we'd come in through. I just needed to keep it in my sights as I ran through the woods so I wouldn't lose my way completely. There was no signal on my phone to use the GPS and I knew there would be no signal for a long while yet. I glanced up at the wall and saw a red light blinking. Cameras. They would alert him. I couldn't get caught. With a panicked gasp, I made a run for it. Straight into the woods. I didn't worry about going off the oath anymore, I just ran. As I passed the clearing where the cabin stood, I recalled Luca saying something about the security measures around the perimeters. That was at the other cabin that had blown up
Taming The Beast: His Ruthless Desire 159. Escape.
Alex's Pov My dreams were troubled. Tumultuous. I kept reaching out for something and never getting it. I ran after someone constantly. Sometimes it was Matthew. Most times it was Luca. He stayed stubbornly out of reach. I kept drifting in and out of sleep. I knew I'd fallen sick. Couldn't understand why or when I'd caught the flu. I knew Luca was in my room but I couldn't remember much from the previous night when I woke up the next morning. There was a dent on the other side of the bed telling me he had spent the night. Also, his clothes were on a chair in the corner. We couldn't have had sex. I would've known if that happened. A delicious aroma wafted from my left drawing my attention to the plate of sandwiches on the nightstand. My stomach growled in response and I reached for them. As I took a bite, I found myself smiling. Luca had taken care of me. Made these for me. As quickly as the smile came, I wiped it off. No amount of care could erase what he had done. And
Taming The Beast: His Ruthless Desire 158. No Heart to Hurt.
Luca’s Pov I kept watch over him all day and through the night. The fever didn't get as bad as it was in the morning but the mumbling through bad dreams didn't stop. I tried shaking him awake a few times but he'd go right back after a few minutes. I decided there wasn't much I could do about that but let him ride it out. He ate only a little more of the soup later that evening and I forced him to swallow a few aspirin pills. If he was getting any better, it wasn't evident yet. I spent the night in his room, too worried to leave him all on his own. He wouldn't let me leave for long anyways. Each time he woke up, his eyes immediately searched around for me. And just before he would drift off to sleep, he would ask that I lie with him. It was a bittersweet feeling and my chest constricted painfully each time, knowing this was only because he wasn't feeling well. When he recovered, he would still want nothing to do with me. And that was okay. I savoured the moment. Holding him
Taming The Beast: His Ruthless Desire 157. Lovesick.
Luca's Pov “Alex? You in there?" I knocked again when no reply came. Still no response. He couldn't still be asleep. It was mid afternoon. I knocked again and when he still didn't answer the door, I turned the knob. He was still asleep, huddled under a mass of fluffy duvets. I turned around to leave but stopped. There was more than one duvet on the bed. Why would he need more than one? I walked over to him and had to dig through three layers of covering to get to him. He was asleep alright. His skin looked clammy and when I placed a hand on his head, I pulled away as it burned. “Goddamnit." I grumbled in concern as I pulled the rest of the covers away from him. That woke him up instantly. “Wh…what? Nooooo.” He moaned, wrapping his arms around his body. "I'm c…cold. Give them back. Please.” “You're running a fever. How long have you had the flu?" “I do…don't have the f…flu." His teeth chattered together as he spoke. I groaned and tossed the covers back on him. The
Taming The Beast: His Ruthless Desire 156. Awaiting Orders.
Luca's Pov Numb. I wanted to feel numb.It came as easily as breathing to me. Moving through life in a haze. Unfeeling. Unflinching. Now I stood alone in an empty gym, craving the feeling of being numb. Because what lay on the other side of numb was too much to handle. Matt was one. One man amongst many whose blood stained my hands. Actually, he was the first of many. Missions before Matt had been surveillance. And before that, training. We shot guns at wooden targets. Then at live targets but with blanks. I pulled a real gun during a mission before then but I never had to shoot it. I knew I was going to have to kill somebody. It wasn't as though I was not aware of the type of organization I had joined. But no amount of training readies you for the first time you pull the trigger and watch a man go down. A boy not much older than I was. To watch him struggle with death, knowing your hands did it. He was the first of many. It was easier the second time. And the tim
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