All Chapters of The Mafia's Possession: Every Breath She Takes : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

VESPER GREY LYSAN POV TWELVE YEARS LATER"How about dinner tonight, Ves? We should celebrate your first big contract don't you think?"I glanced up from the documents in front of me, my brows arching "I told you not to call me that." "Oh," he got out, his nervous laugh short and hollow. "I'm sorry... I forgot for a second."I waved his words away. "It's okay, but try not to do it again okay?"He nodded, a thoughtful pause on his face. I could see that he wanted to ask me why, but decided against it at the last second."So... dinner?"I shook my head, glancing away. "Not tonight. I've got like tons of paperwork to get through," I flipped through the files on my desk, my brow furrowing. "I swear work will be the death of me. I can't even catch a break, I mean, look at all these," I muttered, my gaze darting from the files to Cyran. "How about you take Myra instead? Yeah. You two should go out and celebrate. I'll take care of the bill.""But I don't want to celebrate with Myra. I want

VESPER GREY LYSANIt was like lightning. One minute he was across the room and the next he was on me.I opened my mouth, barely getting a scream out as his hand clamped over it and he forced me back, his weight slamming me into the wall.The shock cracked through my spine, knocking the air from my lungs. I couldn't breathe, but all I knew was that I needed to fight or I was going to die.So I gave it my all. I kicked, twisted, and clawed at the arm pinning me, but nothing I did loosened his hold on me at all. It was like beating against a wall, and his hand covering my mouth was not helping matters, because the less air I got in, the more my strength started to ebb.Gods, it was the asylum all over again. Random attacks like this were the norm there, and for years, I'd been haunted by the memories until recently, when my therapy started to work, but I was sure that if I survived this night, it would be a nightmare all over again.He let go of my mouth, a breath of relief barely escapi

ZEVRAN ILVANE POV Someone else—someone who wasn't me—had their hand on Vesper.My heart slowed as I watched her stand there, letting it happen. Like it was normal. Like it wasn't blasphemy.My fingers twitched, my vision blurring around the edges as I saw red. Just who the hell did he think he was to put his hand on her? I've killed her past dates for less than this.My fist clenched, my jaw ticking, the thousand ways I could kill Cyran flashing in my head.Should I just pull out my gun and put a bullet in his skull, or wait it out until after the meeting? It would be easy to find him. I knew where he lived. Or should I just grab his hand and break off all his fingers? No, cutting them clean off and watching him scream would be more satisfying. And he would deserve it too.I took a step forward and she flinched, ripping herself away from him like she knew she'd made a mistake. Her eyes snapped to mine—wide, glassy, and full of that delicious terror that made my blood tingle in my v

VESPER GREY LYSAN I really should have aimed for his head.And there I was feeling all guilty. What was even the point of that, really? "I don't owe you anything," I got out quietly, the fierce heat in my chest getting hard to ignore. If I had a weapon, there was no doubt in my head, I would hurt him. "You still have your life, so I never took it."His nose grazed mine, his voice a breath of ice. "You're wrong, Ves. I died a total of three times. Your shot was fatal, and as if that wasn't enough, you left me to bleed. Do you have any idea how much I suffered?"I met his gaze, my heart thumping loudly in my ear."I liked you so much, Vesper," he whispered, his eyes drawing me in, his voice hypnotic. "So why did you betray me? You promised to take me with you. Why did you lie?"His gaze dropped to my lips, and just like that, the air shifted, charged with something dark and forbidden. My body froze, my breath catching before I could stop it.Was he going to kiss me? Would I allow him

VESPER GREY LYSAN "Hey?" Cyran called, his hand moving in front of my face to get my attention. I blinked, my eyes refocusing on the present, then I stared at him blankly, unsure if he'd asked me a question or said something I missed."Did you say something?""I asked if you were alright. You've been spacing out since we left the office. I can't help but worry about you, Vesper. Will you really be okay by yourself? I can stay with you if you want."I contemplated his offer, the softness in his gaze pulling me in.‘Should I just kill him then? Maybe then you'll realize that you can never care for anyone but me.’I flinched, jerking back, my heart hammering against my ribs as I recalled Zevran's haunting words.No. I couldn't allow that to happen.Staying with Cyran was only going to get him killed. Like Zevran said, bars were not enough to keep him away. He'd be out soon enough. And he'll come for me. Until I find a way to resolve the issue with him, I have to stay away from Cyran.