บททั้งหมดของ COLOURS OF THE DEVIL: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

PEBBLES' POVI could smell the repugnant scent of my blood. Surprisingly, the pain in my chest surpassed the burning sensation pulsating from the palm of my hand. My stomach gave out as the room spun. It became difficult for me to make out the details of the kitchen. Everything seemed like one vast blur. My innards felt like they were being replaced by a perilously deep black hole. A sea of nausea crept from the depths of my abdomen as the world faded and images of that ghastly scene where Harrison was stewing in his blood pervaded my mind.I felt alone and cold, but then he spoke. The realization hit, I wasn't alone any more. ”Pebbles? Pebbles, look at me." His voice was soothing and so familiar now. I did not know why, but I needed him to keep talking. He looked so pale as the colour drained from his face. “Shit! Don't pass out on me now, Pebbles!” His hands hurriedly slid to my hips and, in one swift swoop, he lifted me and rested me on the counter next to the sink. His action pull

PEBBLES' POVI rested on the edge of my bed for a while, struggling to steady my breathing. What had I gotten myself into? I could not fall for his charms. Everything about him screamed player. From his dazzling eyes and the way they bore into my soul. To his razor-sharp cheekbones that could cut through a steel wall and those lips — oh! God, his lips, they tasted like sin. I would gladly follow him to the deepest, darkest depths of purgatory if only I could taste those lips one last time.Oh! Lord! I've got it bad. I stood up and smoothed the wrinkles in my dress. My hands lingered over my breast when I remembered Ace saw my nipple. A warm blush spread across my cheeks. Normally, I would be embarrassed by such things, but now, I wanted to find him and flash him both my tits in aspirations that he would touch me. The ringing of my phone suspended me from my steamy thoughts.“Hello,” I answered.“Happy birthday, Pebbles.” A soothing voice greeted, my smile took over my face immediately

PEBBLES' POVI could sense it building inside me like a fierce ball of snow, deep in the pits of my stomach. I couldn't concentrate on anything around me, but the deafening beats of my heart. My adrenaline levels intensified to new heights, inducing my brain to go on the defence, firing out negative thoughts like a machine gun. The antagonistic notions tumbled out to the surface like dangerous waves crashing against rocky shores.“Sinister will find me—Sinister is gonna beat me—Sinister is gonna kill me-” My body wracked with bitter sobs. I shook like a leaf. Anxiety consumed every cell in my body, swelling them with terror. I practically felt my blood pressure soar, but I knew that was the least of my worries. What if he hurt Evie and her family? I would never forgive myself if he did.“Pebbles, I'm going to take you home." I heard a sweet voice whisper. It sounded like Ace's, but my brain was frozen with panic. It felt sore and empty. My vessels in my head felt like a cluster bomb h

Where could that black bastard be? Sinister contemplated to himself. Where is Pebbles? He had been to Paris, and she wasn't with the Browns. He tracked down Evie through Principal Sawyer.“That red-headed harlot knew something. She was lucky her parents were there, or else I would have beaten the truth out of her. The way she turned up her nose at me like I was trash. I should have slapped her across her face until she begged me to stop,” he mumbled to himself, then took a swig of his scotch. His informants notified him that the name Pebbles Hemington didn't pop up on any of their databases; They had checked the train stations, the bus terminals, and the airports — even so, there was no trace of her.Something odd came up when Val, a man who owed Sinister a favour, told him that there was missing footage from the airport that day she went missing, which got Sinister thinking that Pebbles might have gotten help. He knew whoever assisted her must be someone with a lot of money and connec

I calmed myself with deep breaths. “Who?” I asked and just like clockwork, Jillian showed up.“Hey guys,” she greeted.“Jilly, take care of her. You know the details and Dollface, I'll see you later,” he kissed me on the lips and jogged off towards the locker room.“Well, I'll be damned. He has this rule about not kissing on the lips — What are you, some kind of witch?” Jilly tugged my hand and pulled me along the corridors. I could not help it. Jealousy chewed at my soul like a dementor from hell. “So, do you come to his games often?”“Woah, easy there, Dollface, do not — I repeat, do not go there. Ace and I had never been intimate.”Damn! She saw right through me. But what the hell, she told me they had sex a couple of times. Liar. “But you said you two slept together a few times.”“Yeah, but that was just it. We didn't cuddle after, we didn't kiss. There was no cosmic connection — none of that Hallmark card bullshit. Ace is very complex. He has — issues, but as his ex-therapist, I