All Chapters of A Prey For My Enemy: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

— Tatiana —My heart slammed against my ribs. Every point of contact between us burned. His body was a furnace, hard and unyielding, and I was melting beneath him like wax.I didn’t tap out. I slid my hands up his chest, nails grazing over the compression shirt, feeling the thunder of his heartbeat and whispered against his lips.“Make me.”Kain's eyes flared with raw hunger. When I thought he would finally kiss me and give me everything I secretly craved, he lowered his head slowly, lips brushing the shell of my ear as he growled.“Careful what you ask for, Tati.”His body was very warm. There was absolutely no misinterpreting the hard pressure against my inner thigh.Oh my.Heat flooded my face so quickly the timing honestly deserved to be studied.His hands flexed against my waist.“If you’re going to kill me, Tatiana,” he said quietly, “you should commit.”The low roughness in his voice slid through me like whiskey on an empty stomach. It settled deep in my core and spread outward

— Kain—I sat behind the enormous black desk, one hand resting beside the open file I wasn’t really reading. My attention snapped to the door the moment Dimitri pushed it open. Julian stepped inside.My pale grey eyes locked on him. I made sure he felt the weight. I saw it in the slight tightening around his mouth.I leaned back slowly in my chair, never breaking eye contact. “I learned you’ve been wandering.”Julian offered that faint, polished smile of his. “Your security team is remarkably observant.” He tried to sound appreciative. “You spend a great deal of time studying my house.”A trace of hesitation crossed his face. “Tatiana is being hunted, a result of your actions. Forgive me for paying attention to security.”Slow burn of fury uncoiled in my chest. My voice stayed flat. “You think her being hunted is my fault.”Julian met my gaze with a concerned face. “Well… you tend to benefit the most, am I right? You have Tatiana docile now. She isn’t even thinking about escaping her

— Kain —Sonya’s name lodged in my throat as I came to consciousness.I remained motionless in the darkness, breath uneven, the remnants of the dream clinging to me with the stubbornness of smoke after fire. The room was cold. The sheets twisted around my waist. Somewhere beyond the glass walls, the sea struck violently against the cliffs below the house.The nightmare had changed again.For years, every time I closed my eyes to sleep all I saw was the same white hospital lights, grey corridors, doctors speaking too carefully because they already knew no words would matter. Sonya's pregnant body pale against the sheets. Too much blood. Not enough time. The child I never got to hold.But lately the dream had begun turning into something else halfway through, reshaping itself before I could wake from it. Sonya’s dark hair lightened strand by strand until auburn spilled across the pillow instead. Her face blurred and sharpened again into Tatiana’s. Grey eyes stared up at me while blood s

–Tatiana –The sheets carried his scent, that darker edge that always seemed to cling to him. I sat up, shoved my hair back, and stared at the empty space beside me. He must have carried me here after I’d fallen asleep reading to him on the sofa. Again.Perfect. Nothing says “I have my shit together” like getting tucked in by the man you’re supposed to keep at arm’s length.I needed water. My throat was raw, my head fuzzy. I swung my legs out and padded barefoot toward the kitchen, the silk nightdress whispering against my thighs with every step.Halfway down the hall, I heard him humming in a relaxed tone. Kain? And boy he sings. The sound wrapped around the corner. I stopped, one hand pressed to the wall, listening. I’d never heard him do that. It felt oddly intimate, like catching him without armor.I stepped into the kitchen.He stood at the counter, his back to me, pouring coffee. The hum continued for another second, easy and warm, before he turned.The smile that hit his face

-Tatiana-I adjusted the strap of the too-short dress for the third time and stared at my reflection. The girl looking back had flushed cheeks and clear eyes.A month ago I would’ve used this night to run. It's not to late though, to slip something into a drink, steal a car key and disappear. But I was shaving my legs for a man who altered my life completely.The days here had blur into domestic little routines. I didn’t even know what I was doing anymore. Liking him felt like betrayal. Forgetting felt worse.The cool night air brushed my bare legs as I stepped toward the waiting car. Kain stood by the open door, his gaze moved over me, taking my the dress, the heels, the way I’d done my hair like I actually cared.“Behave,” he said quietly. “Don’t get any crazy ideas.”I knew exactly what he meant but it just might be too late to warn me. Crazy ideas were my forte.I smiled anyway, showing all my teeth. “I’ll do my best.”His jaw tightened, but he didn’t stop me. I slid into the ba