Fangs and Feelings 2 { Kisses of the Dark } のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

My legs felt heavy as I ran down towards the elevator which leads to the exit.With the conversation between I and my guard playing repeatedly in my head. Nanny Miriam just collapsed and has been rushed to the family hospital. She's in the VIP section, ward 209.In my whole life, I haven't seen someone as cheerful, loving and peaceful like Miriam.She had been my nanny right from my childhood, so she's basically my second mother.“Make sure my girlfriend is comfortable. If I should hear any complaints from her, consider yourself jobless.” I ordered my chief maid as I press the elevator door open.I rushed inside not bothering to listen to her response.And then the elevator not knowing the perfect time to fluctuate, it decided to make it today of all days.A fresh litany of curses spilled out from my throat.I shut my eyes and pivoted to the second option: the stairs, I don't remember the last time I used the stairs, I hate it. But as it seems I don't really have a choice this time.

I stared at my phone debating if I should pick or not.If Jack is calling, it means no good. At the end I swiped on the receiver icon.“What did you find?” I asked him immediately. There was no room for pleasantries.“I found out something strange about Kacie which i don't think you will like to hear it at all but all the same...”“Spill it out already.” I interrupted icily feeling anxious to hear what he found.“That woman in your custody isn't Kacie's biological mother. Her mother was a bartender who died immediately after giving birth to her.” he spoke from the other end of the phone.“And did you find her father?” I asked.“Sorry. I haven't been able to trace him yet, but I'm on it.”“Good. Find him and also find out the relationship between her deceased mother and the one in my custody. Dig out every single detail and report to me.”“Sure. I will call immediately I see anything.”I hung up and slid my phone into my pocket.What a nice turn of events.She isn't the real woman who

Still hurled up in between empty bottles of alcohol I felt miserable.I can't do it, not anymore.Looking back, I realized I acted rashly without even thinking twice.How am I going to face her. Especially after knowing she was really with that man that day.Guilty washed through my veins. If only I had saw through everything first before concluding.“Fuck.” I pressed hard on my temples.I raised the last bottle of alcohol to my lips. Nothing came out, I threw my head backwards hitting the bottom of the bottle with my left hand, still nothing flowed out.I hissed In frustration and kept the bottle down.I took out my phone and called Amad. The same Amad I punched in the face yesterday.“Tell the maids to send me more drinks.” I said briefly and hung up.That I called him dosen't mean I've forgiven him yet. I still feel the urge of beating the shit out of him each time I recall his confession.My door opened without a knock first.On a normal days when I wasn't in this state, I would h

"What are you doing in my gallery?." His thick cold voice boomed behind me jolting me out from my reverie.I slowly turned to face him. I hadn't expected him back so soon, when I woke up from my long sleep he wasn't in the bed.My palms felt sweaty and cold against each other. I'm sure he's pissed off seeing me in his gallery.Before I could compose a very convincing excuse, he had kept the laptop in his hands on the bed and raised me up like I was a compressed air.He carried me away straight to my room and put me on the bed."Where did you go to ? You weren't on the bed with me when I woke up." I asked him slowly.He let go of me and stood up from the bed turning his back on me.I stared at him speechlessly.What is he trying to do ? Didn't he get my question.I was already trying to throw the same question at him but stopped when he began saying something."I went to take care of an urgent matter. And also forget about what happened yesterday.""Don't start nursing the thought tha

Zayn's grip on my waist tightened as he carried me to the bed, his eyes gleaming with a fierce intensity. I felt a flutter in my chest, a mix of excitement and nervousness. He laid me down, his body hovering over mine, his face just few inches from mine."You're mine, Kacie," he whispered, his voice low and husky. "And I'll do whatever it takes to keep you."His lips crashed down on mine, hungry and demanding. I felt myself melting into his embrace, my body responding to his touch. He explored every inch of my skin, his fingers tracing paths of fire wherever he touched.I was lost in the sensation, my mind clouding over with desire. Zayn's hands were everywhere, his mouth devouring mine. I felt like I was drowning in his passion, and I didn't want to escape.Suddenly, he pulled back, his chest heaving with exertion. "Tell me you want me, Kacie.” he demanded, his eyes blazing with intensity.Is he telling me to beg to be fucked again? Why can't he just stick his darn cock and fuck me a