All Chapters of Falling in love with a supernatural being : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Leah swallowed hard, her trembling hand slowly falling from her lips as she looked up at me with tear-filled eyes.“Luke… he isn’t going to stop, Gab,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “You hit him. You wrecked his house. You took me away from him. He has so much money and so many men working for him. He’s going to come after us. What if he finds this place? What if he hurts you because of me?”Her voice cracked as another tear escaped, rolling slowly down her cheek.“And I’m scared that one day you’ll take me back to him or to my parents.” Her voice cracked. “I don’t want to go back. I don’t want to live that life again.”She drew in a shaky breath, a sad smile trembling on her lips as tears continued to fall. The sight pierced something deep inside my chest.“These last few hours…” she murmured. “They’ve been the happiest I’ve been in a very long time. For the first time in forever, I woke up without feeling afraid. I laughed without worrying that someone would punish me for it.”

I slowly raised both hands into the air, spreading my fingers to show I wasn’t holding a weapon. Behind me, I could hear the man’s uneven breathing. He was nervous, and nervous people made mistakes.“Turn around, slowly!” He ordered, his voice trembling despite his attempt to sound threatening. I did exactly as he said, taking my time as I turned. The moment he came into my line of sight, I moved. Before he could react or squeeze the trigger, my forearm slammed into his wrist with enough force to knock the gun out of his hand. The weapon flew across the courtyard and clattered loudly against the concrete. In the same motion, I grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back until his shoulder popped out of place, and shoved him hard against the ground. He let out a ragged scream, desperately scrambling on his knees to reach for the fallen gun.I wasn’t about to let him get another chance. I hooked my foot beneath the gun, kicked it into the air, and caught it cleanly in one hand. Befo

"It's a long story," Daniel said. His voice was rough and hoarse from not speaking for months. "I'll tell you a little of it now. But I'll tell you the rest only after you bring me to Mrs. Paul."I walked back towards him and pulled the chair closer to his bed. Then I sat down, leaned back, and looked him straight in the eyes."Okay," I said with a small nod. "I can agree to that."Daniel studied my face, his tired eyes searching mine. "Before I start, I want to know why Luke is your enemy. The look in your eyes tells me you hate him with all your heart."A surge of anger burned through me. “That bastard tried to hurt someone I care about. I don’t give monsters like him a second chance.”Daniel let out a dry, bitter laugh. His hands tightened into fists on the bed.“Looks like Luke Paul has spent his whole life making enemies,” he said. “He leaves nothing but broken lives behind.”He closed his eyes for a moment and took a slow, shaky breath.“I found out what kind of monster he reall

"What the hell is going on? Where are you taking my mom?" The angry shout broke the silence in the garage.Mrs. Paul and I turned toward the sound at once. Luke was walking straight toward us. His face was red with anger, and his eyes burned with rage."So, you were trying to run away from me in the middle of the night?" he shouted. "Is that it?""Luke, please. It's not what you think," Mrs. Paul said, her voice shaking."It is exactly what I think!" Luke yelled as he stepped closer to her. "Lately, you and Daniel are always together. You were trying to leave this house together, weren't you? That's why you keep pushing me away whenever I try to get close to you. But you let this bastard stay by your side like he's your real son... not me!""Luke! Watch your mouth and stop this madness!" Mrs. Paul shouted. Luke suddenly went silent. The anger disappeared from his face, replaced by something far more frightening. "Fine," he said in a quiet voice. "I'll s

~ Gab ~Daniel kept quiet. The words got stuck in his throat, and he quickly closed his mouth.“Why did you stop?” I asked, leaning forward in my chair. “What was the secret Ms. Grace wrote on the floor?”Daniel slowly lifted his head and looked at me. His tired, sunken eyes locked onto mine and never looked away. There was fear in them, but there was something even stronger. It was the look of a man who had finally made up his mind.“I’ll tell you the rest only when I’m standing in front of Mrs. Paul,” he said firmly.He went silent for a few moments, as if the memories were too painful to put into words. Then he took a slow, shaky breath and spoke again.“Because the truth about what really happened the night Mr. Paul died… is still hidden somewhere inside the Paul mansion. It’s been hidden there all these years, and only Mrs. Paul can get to it.”I stared at him for a long moment. I didn’t like being kept in the dark, but I could understand why he was being so careful. If the secre