Novel & Cerita Silence Natasha Preston

I waited for a few moments, letting the silence press down on her. "Natasha, what did you do?" I asked again, my voice softer but no less demanding. "I... I was desperate, Tristan. I felt like I was losing you to Raina. You never look at me the way you look at her. I thought... I thought if I could just make her disappear, you would finally see me," she confessed, her voice breaking with emotion. "What did you do, Natasha?" I repeated, needing her to spell it out. Natasha sniffled, wiping her tears with the back of her hand before pointing an accusatory finger in my direction. Her face contorted with anger and pain, a mix of emotions that only fueled my determination to get to the bottom of

Natasha replied. Miss Esther's face expression changed as she looked at the lake. Natasha followed her eyes and discovered that she was staring keenly at the lake. "What's it miss Esther?"she asked. But miss Esther didn't say a word. "Miss Esther!"Natasha called out and stand in front of her. "Let it not be what am thinking!"miss Esther whispered softly. "What are you doing thinking?"Natasha asked as she became scared. "Let it not be that pinky fall into the lake"

she whispered. My heart jumped. Athena went alert and said, Listen. I moved closer and carefully peered through the keyhole. Natasha was standing near the window with her phone pressed to her ear. “All is going according to plan,” she said quietly. “Please be a bit patient.” Plan? What plan? My skin turned cold. “Yes, I understand,” she continued. “It will be done.” My breath caught. Done? What would be done? Athena whispered, She is dangerous.

Natasha stated seductively before hanging up. Natasha Sinclair is just like me. She is also an original vampire. There are four of us - Hendrick Marcus, Steven Mitchell, Natasha and me. We separated many years ago. Natasha was the only one who keeps tabs on us and keeps us all connected. She is a devious seductress. But this was the first time she called me about a problem that she had trouble solving. She always finds her way. I was about to drink the blood I reheated when I heard Patricia screaming I immediately run to her room. She was screaming covered with sweat.

"I have no intention of leaving any loose ends." She paused, relishing in the fear that rippled through her subordinates, before continuing with a cruel glint in her eyes. "Nelson won't involve the police as long as his precious children are in my grasp," she explained, a wicked smirk twisting her features. "Once he delivers the property papers to me, I'll make sure he witnesses the death of his precious kids." Under the mask of evening, Natasha's fingers danced across the keypad of a phone as she dialed Nelson's number. With each ring, she smiled until finally, he answered.

It was so silent, one could hear the sounds of collective hearts thumping fast. “Who do you think you're talking to in that tone?!” Natasha jumped to her feet, taking the stance of a tiger ready to tear its prey from limb to limb. Sheila Greene stepped in front of her granddaughter before she could try to stop her from intervening again. “She was talking to her husband. It is none of your business. Or do you plan on bringing the old ways back?” “Don't test me,” she warned. “Or what?” “Enough!” Vladimir banged a fist on the table, causing a rattling effect.

" Silence fell on the other side of the camera. I gave a wry smile and picked up my tray to continue working. It wasn't until 2:00 am that I dragged my exhausted body out through the bar's front door. The woman approached me again. "Julian, do you need the money because you're in some kind of trouble? I might be able to help you." The moment I looked up, blood suddenly gushed from my nose. A cry of alarm came from behind the camera. "Julian!"