VOIDNever in my hucker life had I been as paled as I was. For unexplainable reasons, Rocco's words struck me with an inexplicable jolt, rattling my very core.My brows contracted as I looked down at the table."Hey. You there?" His irksome voice hit me.I frowned and cleared the lump in my throat."Why's that? Are you done with the investigations? Did you find the look-alike? Or she's the bitch and has been pretending all along?" I found myself asking.Hell, I shouldn't care. I never cared when it came to killing. Pulling triggers was my favorite thing. So, why the fúck was I asking?"No, she's not. And I'm not done with my investigations yet. But I don't fully trust her. So, I'd prefer she's ended, rather than letting her go. I want it done as soon as possible, Void."A knot formed in my throat, causing discomfort. Uncannily, so many questions flooded my mind. But I didn't want to come to terms with the fact that I could ask. They didn't matter.I e
VOIDSurprise claimed his visage, casting a veil of disbelief. The men at the door rushed in and tried coming for me, but the son of a bitch was wise enough to signal them to stop.He redirected his gaze at me."What the hell is this, Void? What're you doing?" Rocco asked, his eyes glinting with anger.I let out a cold smirk, my hands were still on his collars."Do you really have no idea? Or you wanna play dumb?" My fingers clenched around his collars. "Why don't you go on and admit it?""Admit what?!""Admit the God-damn fact that it was your plan all along!" I yelled into his face. "Everything was planned and done on purpose! You sent me over to Jerah's place, hoping I'd get impatient and kill her. You were hoping I wouldn't he able to detect she wasn't a killer, like you had pained her to be. But unfortunately for your God-damn balls, I did. Then, you asked me to take her to my place and sent your men to come in and kill her. You wanted it to happen in my p
VOIDFear was evident in the eyes of the motherfucker. Seeing his people dead around him, he looked at me like I was his god.His lips juddered, and I could see it right there - he wanted to beg for mercy. The cock's balls were still feeling too big.I lowered my gun from his head to his throat, threatening a shot."V...Void, this is crazy," he spoke heavily. "Y... You should know there's no way you can kill me in here and get out alive. My...My men ....""You really wanna try out that theory, prick?" I growled in his ear. "The downside is, you won't be alive to witness it."I'd stake my balls the fear in him tripled. He knew me. And if there was one thing I was good at, it was keeping to threats."Okay, okay. Come on, man. You can't really do this. Let's... Let's talk about it." He stammered.My fingers itched to pull the trigger. Fúck! All I wanted was to blow the arsehole's brains out."Tell you what?" I grumped. "it'd have been a really nice idea blow
For a long time, my gaze remained locked on the door, as I struggled to comprehend the words he had left behind. The thoughts wagged a battle in my head, it felt so unreal.Did he... just say home?No. There was no way he meant that. Perhaps, he was talking about going back to his old place.No matter how hard I tried, the part of me that had been locked up for too long couldn't accept the fact that I was finally getting free. He must've meant something else.Chills rippled down my spine as I wrapped my hands around my shoulders and lowered myself to the bed. I knew he wanted me out, but God! I couldn't think straight.I shivered at the recollection of what he had done. How dare he...how dare he kiss me?My heart contorted within my chest as the memory wrapped it's invisible tendrils around my beating organ. It felt as tho the very core of my existence has been twisted and warped by the intensity of that fleeting moment.Absent-mindedly, I lifted my hand to my lips and touched them. T
JERAHIt's been two months now. Two months of trying to heal from my trauma and trying to see life like I used to.It hadn't been easy, I must admit. That very night, when I had gone home with Benedetta, I had been extremely scared and felt vulnerable. Benedetta had been worried sick and did all she could to know where I had been, but I said nothing to her and made her promise me she wouldn't tell the others - until I was ready.For weeks, I was traumatized and had myself locked in a room. I felt so insecure. It wasn't until three weeks later that I got back my confidence and began moving around with the others.I learnt to walk in the street with them, as well as go to church. It was safe. My fear had began to vanish.And two weeks ago, I reopened my coffee shop. I had missed it and wanted to have a feel of it again. It was the only thing that kept me busy and sane.I've had it running for two weeks now, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy it.
WILHEMINA"Woah!" Sylvain laughed. "What in Whisky's name are you talking about? You want her dead? Why?"My grip around my phone tightened. "Can you do it? Or do I need to find someone else?""Nah. I don't think so. I'm just a little curious, tho. Why would you want her dead? I thought we had the conviction that she was your sister or something?""She's not." I cut in crisply. "And stop asking me questions."I hated how his questions made me feel. I shouldn't feel anything.He went silent for a while, I had to check to be certain the call hadn't ended."You're more lethal than most of my men. If she isn't important to you, why can't you just get it done yourself?"There was a spark within me. I craned my neck to the window and stared blankly at her coffee shop."I was wrong for calling you," I gritted and made to end the call."When do you want it done?" His words stopped me.I exhaled deeply, leaning my head against my cushion. "As soon as possible.""To
JERAHAnxiety coiled tightly within me as I listened for their footsteps. My mind played around the fact that I might get caught, and the bad man would never be able to get here in time to save me.It was ironic that I was wanting him. Praying for his arrival.I couldn't think straight. All I wanted was to be saved.The moment I dreaded the most came. I heard their footsteps and prayed fervently they'd keep running."She must be around. Search the area." I heard one of them say.A wild flutter seized hold of my chest, as if my heart had grown wings and taken flight. I did all I could to hush my pants. Due to the tight corner and tension I was in, I had sweats dripping all over.They were going to get me. I was going to die. Those were the only thoughts in my head.I was foolish to think the bad man would be able to save me. How did I expect him to arrive in a matter of minutes? He was probably far away and there was no way he'd get here in time.A tear sl
JERAHWhatever he meant, it wasn't good. I could feel it in my bones.I took an instinctive step back as he stood close to me, his smoldering gaze drilling into mine. My blood ran cold instantly."I... I don't think I understand." I had a big gulp. "Wh... What's the cost now?"His rose-hued lips curled to the side, forming a sly enigmatic grin."Are you certain you'll be able to pay for it?" His question made me uneasy. Why did I have a feeling he'd want to ask something complicated..?I dropped my gaze."Well..." he took some steps back, leaning his back on his car. "The last time I had you in my place, my home got attacked and cost me my comfort. So, you should know it isn't so easy protecting you."Now, if I am to protect you, you can sleep with your both eyes closed, knowing no harm would ever come to you. But Void does not work for free. I'm sure it'll be a total waste telling you what my charges are, because even if you own a thousand coffee shops, yo