Todos los capítulos de Shadows Between Us! : Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

Author's POVElena walked out of Liam's office irritated and went back to her work. She was mad at him for making her so confused.She finished her tasks and went to the empty small meeting room with the diary she found in the basement.She was dying to read it. This diary might tell her why she was having flashbacks in that villa. Who was staying down there and why.And what happened to them.She dusted the diary, cleaned it and carefully opened it, it was old and almost torn by time. Pages were falling apart.She opened the first page and it took time for her to understand what was written because the handwriting was really bad like some kid had written it.But her heart skipped a beat when she realised that it was indeed written by a child."Today, Dad again slapped me because I was making noise in the basement. I was not making noise, I was just singing... Is it my fault that my voice echoes down here... I am angry at dad. Mom also didn't say anything, they don't love me... And it

Author's POV"Give me money."It was a beggar who jumped in front of her.A skinny man with a dirty appearance, she scrunched her nose when she smelled alcohol.She grabbed her purse to her chest and ran away."Fuck!"She finally got a cab and got inside.Her heart was racing after whatever happened. She took a deep breath and calmed herself down.Her phone chimmed and she saw a message from Liam."Where are you?"She didn't reply. After some time, her phone rang loudly."What's wrong with this man?"She groaned frustrated and answered the call."Why did you take so long to answer the phone?"Liam was annoyed on the other side."Three seconds, boss. I answered in three seconds"She rolled her eyes."Don't roll your eyes, Elena."He warned."Fuck, how do you know?"She started looking around."Don't look around, I know you."He replied."I told you to wait, I was going to drop you... Why didn't you wait?""Because you are not my boyfriend... I can help myself..."She argued while the c

Author's POVHis hand slid under her top on her back.Their eyes were still locked on each other, their chests heaving with intense breathing.Elena's thighs clenched together when his hand rested on the hooks of her bra.Liam unhooked it with one finger and caressed her back. His hand travelled everywhere, slowly, gently, but warmly. She was getting hot under his touch. This is what he always dreamt about. How she would feel under his touch, and she was more tempting than he imagined.His hand rested on her knee and slowly travelled up, caressing her thick thigh, travelling under her skirt and resting on the band of her panties.He pulled her panties down, getting rid of them completely. His fingers flipped open the buttons of her shirt and dropped her clothes on the side of the bed.She was now naked in his bed. Her thighs were clenched together as she tried to control the heat. Her eyes were shy but curious.Liam's eyes wandered over her body, as if she were the most beautiful girl

Author's POV"Is there something bizarre to hear?"Elena grew nervous."I don't know, you decide.."Louis shrugged."Your father was also in the mafia."Elena shifted uncomfortably in her seat, and Liam noticed it."I kind of assumed that, considering Jaffery was his brother, and he was a criminal too.."She smiled awkwardly."Anything else?""Well, he was in the mafia but not powerful. He wanted to be one, and there were rumours that he was in some dark evil shit, you know, worshipping the devil, something kind of... I talked to him once, and it was obvious from his tone that he is not stable in his head. He was definitely doing some witchy stuff..."Louis finished."I don't know anything more than this...""Thanks, Mr Louis..."She replied and got up with deep thoughts.Liam followed her to the car. She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't realise that Liam was with her. She had hardly found any information about her father. She wanted to know about her family. She is hopeful

Author's POV"The man who is a father, who never felt like a father but a monster, and he truly was... He was a monster because I saw him killing a kid who was exactly my age. My twin sister was standing there, watching everything with amusement. She was enjoying that... Her eyes suddenly fell on me, and she yelled..."Dad, Sophia is trying to escape again."...I ran back to the basement. It's a different thing that my father punished me later for that, but didn't kill me like I was expecting him to. I am tired of escaping now; I am tired of beatings and bruises... After some days, I found out that my father killed that boy because he used to bully my sister... I should have felt bad for the boy, but I felt jealous that my father never did that for me... I never got love like my sister. I never got so much attention, and now I want it. 15 years of my life, I have been locked in the basement. Now I want my freedom; now I'll get it, and I know how to do it. All my suffering is because o