Todos os capítulos de Haunting Her: Zade the Ruthless Rule Breaker : Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

When she turned around to leave, a fresh scent of lavender shampoo caught her attention along with tough footsteps and groaning. She looked behind her and saw... him? There was a girl too— wrapped in a towel with her wavy hair dripping of water." Who the hell is she, Bryan?" The woman seemed provoked by Josette's presence." His wife!" The man— Bryan spoke, crossing his arms. His light green eyes surveyed her from head to toe as his left brow quivered gracefully. Josette just stood there, the knife slipping off her hand unconsciously." Your intruding is highly unappreciated. Didn't my brother inform you of my return?" Bryan spoke, his eyes drifting down to the knife on the floor.Her throat was dried out. Her lips trembled as the beat of her heart quickened. He had a brother? Since when!" But... this is our room." She found herself speaking, her voice as slow that it trembled." Oh! I know that. I am just that big bad possessive brother who likes to share whatever his baby brother

She wasn't supposed to go but he had gotten into her head. He had threatened to do worse than he did to Mrs Jane and this simply made her wonder what kind of devil he was. She saw her reflection in the mirror and... Click! Something broke. Her tightened face lightened a bit as she narrowed her gaze down to the broken lip liner in her hold. The woman came over, fixing her zip and making sure she was well dressed for tonight's party. Her dress was a gracious French gown— silky royal blue that fitted her curves well. The diamonds embedded on the gown measured seamlessly from the V breast pad, twisting thinly until it got to the hem.Her hair was curated in adored jewelry. And for the first time since she got married to Zade, she smelled like him.Jane handed her a masquerade mask when she was done dressing Josette. " It seems more like a masquerade business ball." She joked, trying to lighten the mood between them but Jane as it turned out wasn't buying that. All through, she had avert

" Are you all right, Mrs Selena?" His brows were arched with worry as one of his hands slowly slid down to her waist. Their body moved in sync to the tune that played." I just...I need to use the bathroom." Her brain glitched, her cheek burnt in red— revealing her emotions that were about to go haywire.Aaron Marshello let her go, nodding his head in comprehension. " I will be here when you're back. Take your time."With no further ado, she turned her back and left. Her legs took her anywhere— far from the audience until she could no longer walk. The breeze that blew broke her mind and brought her back into reality only for her to notice how far she had come. She wasn't out of the building, instead she was on the rooftop— the night of the glowing city engaged her view as she tried to mute the thought of them... dancing.When a tear escaped her eyes, she was quick to wipe it away. Her chest heaved up and down— the tension crawling up to her neck. Why was it Fina time this too? Why

[Zade:"It is just like we always say— we are a knot stitched to be unknotted despite all storms and fires for my shadow will always fall against yours." It was not William Shakespeare— it was my words to her— Selena, but to Josette? I was not sure.] ~~~~~~The morning sun set. The weather was unusually cold. Zade sat there, a journal which was turned upside-down was in his hold along with a pen. His eyes were glued to the journal but it drifted apart when she snorted.Her eyes went open and the moment she sighted him, she sat up. " Zade." His name rolled smoothly out of her tongue, contracting something between his chest. " Morning, Wifey."She touched her throbbing head. Her head ached every second she recalled what happened last night. " Did someone die?" " Almost." He pronounced simply. Zade flipped the journal closed, leaning more on the chair that he sat on. " What about Sophia?"" Still breathing, fortunately."" Where is she?"" At the

[ Zade:If I tried to list out all the reasons I love you, I would still be counting and counting even on my way to heaven.] 🌹~~~~~~~~~~~~~🌹 The clock ticked. And she watched. But she feared to leave. It kept on ticking, and she kept watching. It was past five and he had told her to come down for dinner before six, but she was scared to leave the bathtub. Every second of him sliced through her head— how he had conveniently slaughtered the woman's head without any remorse. How his brother watched it as though it was some boring movie show. Yes! She wasn't innocent either. She had blood in her hands. She had killed and done messy things for love but never had she done something as cruel as... chopping someone's head off! Her style of killing was simple; Seduction then poison or simply gun shooting. And no, she had never used a knife on anyone. And this just proved how much she needed Zade because as itchy it was for her to call off the contract, she cou