บททั้งหมดของ I STOLE MY SISTER'S FIANCE: A CEO! : บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 103

KIRILL’S POINT OF VIEW.The silence that followed the moment she stopped breathing was deafening. It pressed against my eardrums, heavy and thick with the scent of ozone and copper. I stood over them, the Beretta still warm in my hand, watching the light fade from the eyes of the girl who had almost dismantled my entire world in a matter of seconds.Antov didn't move for what felt like the longest time. He sat on the blood-stained marble, cradling her head in his lap, his fingers stroking her hair softly while he cried as if he could brush the death away."She’s gone, Antov," I said. My voice sounded hollow, even to my own ears. He didn't look up; he kept his gaze transfixed on her alone. "You didn't have to hit any vital points, Kirill. You’re the best marksman the Creed ever produced. I’ve watched you shoot sometimes when you do target practice. You could have taken her kneecaps, or something else……you could have just disabled her.""She was mid-air, Antov! She was inches from Summe

SUMMER’S POINT OF VIEW.One look….all it took was one look into my husband’s eyes, and I could swear something was wrong. “Kirill…?” I gasped, watching with my heart in my mouth, the taste of blood on the tip of my tongue. I reached for him quickly, my hands grabbing him by the shoulder before he could fall. His hair looked all over the place, like someone had pulled, tugged, and grabbed it viciously. He also sported bruises, so many bruises, and the way he breathed…it was off, like it hurt to take oxygen in. “You don’t look so good…wait here.” I stood, but before I could take another step, he grabbed my hand, his eyes wide with fear, no, terror.“Where are you going?” He asked, voice raw, pained, and strained. My heart skipped a beat, not out of any butterflies in my stomach, but the realization, yet again, that something was wrong…so fucking wrong.“I want to get the first aid box, Kirill. Your wounds need tending immediately.”“I’m okay.” He shook his head vehemently, grabbing and