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The moment he confirmed that I put on the seatbelt, he hit the gas and we revved away from the hospital. “Care to explain? This is not some kidnapping attempt, right?” I asked. “Oh, yeah. Right.” He reached out for something in the compartment of his car and handed a picture to me. “That’s Xavier Hawthorn. He is that guy I told you about. He is a mercenary with no master. Just pay him and he will be your loyal dog for as long as you can.” “A mercenary, huh. That means that his master is money itself. If someone else pays him more than I could, then he would surely turn against me. What a great suggestion you have here, Kyle.”

Our gazes locked, and he tipped an imaginary hat in mock salute. Damn him. If Henry thought he could use this against me, he was already signing his own death warrant. Because Eric Wilson was mine now. And I would burn the world before I let anyone take him away. I reminded myself- I am Veronica. I do not get caught. And if Henry thinks he has something on me, he’ll regret it.

I don’t know what he is talking about, but I can see it something terrible. "I wasn't even the whisper in your thoughts, yet you were the screaming in my mind," his voice was heavy, and I tried to find some emotions into those sockets. "Don't even think that I'll be that fool again who loved a hag-like you. Because now I don't love you......I hate you" he said so sternly, and a tear escaped my eye because of his tight hold on my hand. "I hate you so much that neither words can witness, nor you can guess" he was stubborn as he stared back into my eyes with so much hate.

"That truly is none of your business." My head ached and my heart twisted. I tipped my chin. "Don't come crawling to me afterwards. Ever." "I think you're the one who did the crawling, dorogoy." Geoff: Hate me. Loathe me. Despise me. I keep saying that to her in my head, but I can't stand it when she tells me that she hates me. And with those college letters....it is better if she hates me. It's better if she stares at me with hate rather than with love. It's better that way before my need for her chokes me.

His lips twisted into a snarl as he strained against the handcuffs, feeling them bite into his skin. "You think this is over?" he muttered under his breath, voice a rough rasp in the darkness. He would find a way out. He would make them pay. Claire. Ryan. All of them. With blood. With screams. With everything they loved. A slow, sick smile spread across Mason's battered face. This was just the beginning. And when he rose again— nothing would save them.

My elbow hits the vase mistakenly as it falls on the ground. Stupid girl! "Ohh so you are there, " He heard it, feeling the shiver running down my spine, I hope it hasn't happened, I haven't met him. I felt a stronghold on my right hand, He towers over me, "L-Leave me alone, " I stuttered, trying not to look up into his dark brown eyes which scares me. He chuckles darkly, leaning towards me, he said. "Not today, my love, " I shut my eyes tightly 'this is just a nightmare, it will end' I thought.

The fact that he was trying to justify his dirty deed made me scrunch my face in disgust. "You got me fired on purpose for your selfish needs and just when I was desperate for a job, you tried to lure me with this fake job advertisement to become your partner and help you out. This was all a fucking plan. Fuck!" I let out a dry laugh, as the realisation sunk in and ran my hands through my hair in frustration and anger, "I must say, well played. God, you know what? You are the most selfish and arrogant person I have ever met. Stay the fuck out of my life," I shouted and walked outside, slamming the door shut behind me and rushed towards the nearest washroom to throw up.

I said as I wipe my non existing tears. "You both are mental!" Usher snickered to us. And we both glared at him . "What?" He asked like his shocked "Shut up! Your also mental!" We three laughed. Well, as I said I do have plan on settle down. But contrary to that, I still not yet found the woman that's right for me. As I can see, women just after my fame, money and bodddy???. Hhahaha.. of course please don't get me wrong people! Peace.. ✌️✌️✌️

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Oerowoseo eotteokae (I’m lonely, what do I do? Miummajeo samkyeosseo (So I swallowed up even the hate) Hwanael himdo eopseo (I have no strength to get mad) Iyudo eopgo (No reason either) Maeumeul deoreopijima (So don’t taint your heart) Tarakagien ajik illeo (It’s too early to be corrupt) * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

This was the man under the ice — hard, ravenous, merciless. He pressed her into the wall, his body against hers like he'd been famished for the flavor of her — his hands around her hair, pinning her to him. Her fingers clung to his shirt, pulling him closer, deeper — swept up in the storm he'd released. But even while his kiss engulfed her — there was something heartbreakingly sweet in the sweep of his thumb over her cheek. as if he wasn't sure if he was allowed to touch softness like hers.