Killian: I smiled when I woke up to Eleanor connecting her lips with mine. I kissed her back, and the two of us smiled into the kiss before she pulled away to rest her forehead against mine. The smell of food filled my nostrils, and I sat up to see the trolley tray with a silver cover on two plates, two glasses of orange juice and two coffee mugs. I wrapped my arms around her waist, and pulled her on my lap before connecting my lips with hers. She laughed as I ran my finger over her waist, and I smirked, watching as she pulled away to look me in the eye. “I am guessing that today is my lucky day considering that my mate chose to spoil me this early in the morning.” I said, and she smiled, biting her bottom lip as she blushed. “Considering that it is nearly twelve in the afternoon, I doubt that we can consider it early, can we?” Eleanor asked, teasing me, and I chuckled. I ran my finger over her lower back, and she got up from my lap before turning to the tray. “I made it with Na
Elton: “You got what you asked for, and I sent you toward the woman.” Lorenzo said, waiting for his money. “I said, bring me the woman…” “You asked me to find her, and I did. It is not my fault that you lost her. Now, you have two options, and you know that I don’t fucking mess with my deals.” He said, laying his gun in front of me on the table. His men stood a step behind him, and I knew that more surrounded the house. One wrong move was going to be fatal on everyone, and I knew for fucking fact that IF his men chose to attack, they would hold no remorse over anyone, especially not me. “You either pay up or I know how to fucking claim what you owe me, and you know very well that I don’t like being messed with.” I took a deep breath, knowing to be smart enough not to test the bastard. He knew how to get what he wanted when he did, and the last thing that I needed was to find myself getting in conflict with a man like him. “Now,” he said, and I growled, getting up from my desk. I o
Eleanor:“Killian!” I laughed, shaking my head at my mate who tightened his arms around me, pulling me to his chest. He ran his finger over my waist, massaging it gently, and I couldn’t help but find myself smiling at how genuinely the two of us seemed to be content together. It was a feeling that I didn’t want to replace for the world, and I knew that Killian felt and saw it. “Your parents are on the way and rather than allowing me to get ready, you are choosing to want to tickle me in front of the mirror?” “Well, you don’t really need to get ready. I believe that mom and dad would love you the way that you are.” He said, and I shook my head. The man didn’t know how nervous I was to meet his mother, and considering the fact that I didn’t know whether or not they even knew who I was, I couldn’t help but find myself fearing the outcome of this.“Killian, you know that I want to make a good impression. Plus, at this point, you know for fact that it is not like I have a choice in that e
Killian: I smiled when I saw mom and dad entering the house. Mom’s eyes met mine for a second before I walked toward her, hugging her tightly. She hugged me back with the same energy before I pulled away to kiss her forehead. My father waited for me to pull away before he extended his hand to me. Both of them left without a proper goodbye after the Elton deal, and though I knew that we were going to have to deal with more than just him, I knew that it was going to be worth it when he was fucking dead. “How are you, old man?” I asked, and he chuckled before punching my shoulder. I shook my head before he wrapped his arm around my shoulder. Eleanor, who was watching us, took a step back before looking down at her feet. Vladimir stood a step behind her before putting a hand on her lower back, gently pushing her forward, and mom looked at me before looking at her. Eleanor wouldn’t meet her eyes as she approached and mom gently extended her hand to her cheeks, gently cupping them to
Eleanor: I smiled as I watched the family sit on one table, sharing a meal, and talking about the most random things. It was a while into the evening that we chose to sit in the living room. And for the first time in my life, I saw people who held no grudges against one another, if anything, it was the family that I always dreamed of having. It was something that I always wanted to see and yet, it was the one thing that I knew that I was deprived of. That was at least, until I met Killian. The man said that he understood me, but he didn’t really realize that he truly was the savior that l always dreamed of having in my life. He had his arm wrapped around me, and though I was quiet throughout most of it, I knew that no one was feeling odd that I was joining them in one room when they didn’t know me. I went to untangle myself from my mate’s arms, and he frowned in confusion, trying to process what the reason behind that was. ‘kitchen’ was all I mouthed and he nodded, allowing me t
Killian: “You know, she is a very nice girl.” Mom said, making me smile. “I never did expect to say this when I found out that she was a Bernardi, but I have to admit, you did not fail to surprise me.” “How so?” I asked, shaking my head in question. Both mom and I walked back to my sister’s secret garden, and though she hasn’t been here in a very long time, I was thankful for the fact that she did not reject my request this time. Normally, even mentioning the garden was taboo for both her and dad, and though he was yet to come here, I was glad that she did. “When your sister was killed, we swore an oath to dry out their bloodline. Little did I know was the fact that our bloods would be merging to make a family.” She said, and I looked down at my feet. “Mama…” “I don’t want you to explain your reasons, nor do I need you to. The girl is nice, and is a beauty, and she seems to have gone through more than she even voiced out to you.” She said, stopping me. Mom crossed her arms over
*Triggering chapter ahead, there is a second warning within the context as well. Please read with caution* Eleanor: I frowned at the scent that I caught as I opened my eyes to find myself in a dark room. My heart raced against my ribcage and the last thing that I could remember was Nikolai taking me out of the kitchen. His eyes were cold as he looked at me, and a white… I sat up abruptly, as a wave of memories hit me faster than I could find myself digesting, and it wasn’t until I heard his chuckle that my heart dropped. “Did you really think that you could escape me for that long, Eleanor?” He asked, his tone menacing and cold. I didn’t need to look at him to know that he had been waiting for me to wake up. I tried moving my hand, wanting to get up only to find out that I was chained to the wall behind me. My heart raced against my chest, and he turned on a single light that illuminated the small dungeon that I was inside. He slowly walked toward me, and though I knew that I wo
Killian: “What do you mean that they never left the city? If they are here, then how is it possible that they have left no trace of them?” I asked, banging my office table. It was the one place that I have been staying in lately. The whole house felt tight on me, and I barely even considered entering my bedroom unless I walked out of it after changing and after Vladimir took me to it the night before when I was knocked out. It has been weeks since I have seen or heard of Eleanor, and her pain was one that I was feeling on a near daily basis. And the worst part about it was that despite being her mate, and according to Vladimir, her being close, I couldn’t find any means of tracing or contacting her. “We asked around everywhere, Killian, they are still here…” “We have to find a fucking loop.” I said, snapping at the man who nodded in understanding. My one assurance was that she was still alive, but how was she alive? What was she doing? Her fear? I didn’t know what might be going