All Chapters of His beautiful liability : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"What a fuck" what did he think of me? A kid? Nahhhh.Whooa, I am gonna go right there, and finish this up. I said to myself. "Fuck you karl.I approached the heavily guarded door at the back of the venue. A massive man with tattoos crawling up his neck crossed his arms, blocking my path."You are lost, kid," the guard grumbled. " Did he just called me kid"????? I became more fury.....and I let's out a teeth. Mtcheeeew."I am looking for the dark room," I said. My voice trembled just enough to betray my nerves, making me curse myself internally. "I was told I could find someone here. Someone anonymous."The guard looked me up and down. A cruel smirk twisted his lips, but he stepped aside. He pulled open the heavy steel door just enough for me to slip inside.Total darkness swallowed me instantly. Whooooa, what the hell is going on here. Y'all gonna tell me, they is no fucking light in this pithold?The door clicked shut behind me, and the thumping music from the club went dead. The sil

The red dot settled directly over Karl’s heart.He moved with terrifying speed. No shouting. No hesitation. He lunged forward, tackling me hard to the hardwood floor.A split second later, the massive window exploded inward.Glass rained down like a deadly waterfall. The muffled crack of a silenced rifle echoed from a distant rooftop. Karl covered me completely, pressing my face into the floorboards as his heavy coat shielded my bare skin from the flying shards. I squeezed my eyes shut, my fingers clawing into the lapels of his jacket."Stay absolutely still," he rumbled against my ear.Another bullet tore through the penthouse, ripping a gaping hole in the drywall above our heads. Karl reached up blindly, slamming his palm against a digital wall panel. The penthouse plunged into total darkness. Heavy steel security shutters rolled down over the broken windows, grinding loudly until they locked into place with a heavy, metallic thud.The silence that followed was suffocating.Karl pus

The shattered pieces of the satellite phone hit the marble floor with a quiet, sickening scatter. Karl did not give me time to think. He moved with brutal, terrifying efficiency. The bodies of the two assassins were still warm on the floor, but his mind had already shifted to the next battle."Get into the master bedroom," Karl ordered. His voice left zero room for argument. It was the tone of an enforcer, not a brother. "Wash the blood off your hands. We leave in ten minutes."I stumbled into the massive master bathroom, my legs shaking so badly I could barely stand. I turned the brass tap, letting freezing water pool in my palms. I scrubbed fiercely, but the phantom feeling of the dead man's throat beneath my weapon lingered. Cold water did nothing to stop the violent trembling in my fingers. My reflection in the mirror looked like a ghost. I didn't recognize myself anymore.When I stepped back into the bedroom, Karl was already changed. The blood-soaked shirt was gone. He wore a fr

The air in the service corridor tasted like liquid poison. Heavy sheets of gray smoke rolled along the ceiling, stained a deep, bloody crimson by the pulsing glare of the emergency lights. Karl didn't slow his pace. He marched forward with terrifying, mechanical precision, his fingers anchored around my wrist like a locked pair of steel handcuffs. My boots skidded wildly against the slick concrete floor. The smooth, liquid-silk fabric of my midnight-blue suit jacket caught on a jagged piece of loose metal studding the wall, the expensive material tearing with a sharp rip that sounded like a scream in my ears."Karl, let go of me!" I gasped, my voice catching in my throat as another heavy sob threatened to choke me. "You're hurting me! Let me go!"He didn't even turn his head. His sharp, stone-carved jawline remained completely rigid, his striking pale grey eyes fixed entirely on the exit door at the far end of the hallway. "Keep your mouth shut, Julianna. Your dramatics are a waste of

The harsh mountain sunlight sliced through the tall vertical slits of the wooden shutters, cutting across my face like a cold blade. I woke up with my muscles stiff and a sharp ache behind my eyes. The massive king-sized bed felt completely empty. The heavy comforter was still warm, but the fire in the stone hearth had burned down to a pile of gray ash and glowing orange embers. I sat up quickly, clutching the oversized black cashmere sweater around my knees.The heavy steel deadbolt on the oak door clicked. The sound made my entire body go rigid.The door swung open, and Karl walked into the room. He had discarded his tactical gear and his torn suit jacket. He wore a simple charcoal-gray sweater and dark trousers, but the relaxed clothing did nothing to soften his imposing frame. His hair was damp from a morning shower, and his striking pale grey eyes were entirely focused on me. He carried a heavy, metallic silver laptop under his arm."Get up," he said, setting the laptop down on t