[ADLER]Nothing gave him a thrill like hunting alone, and that the hunt had a reason was just satisfactory, like the reason for the stench filling the car he rolled into the Bratva's domain.Although the rage hadn't yet subsided, especially when the thought that if he was a few more minutes late, something would have happened to her had his hands tightened around the steering wheel harder than was needed.It was her voice, filtering from the speaker, that had him temporarily paralyzed, unable to move for seconds, but then like everything that had to do with her, the next minute, had him jumping into the car on a highway to either hell or her.He reached her, yet the anxiety of what might have occurred continued to strike him unexpectedly.He stopped the car, in the den he was in, there were fewer men in the compound than he had hoped there would be; surprised and on alert, he stepped out of the car, looking up and around him, seeing the figures in the dark, he smiled _Thought so_He
AUTHORS NOTE.DUE TO GOODNOVEL NOT SUPPORTING THE ITALIC AND BOLD FEATURES, TO WHICH I USE IN DIFFERENTIATING FLASHBACKS AND THOUGHTS, HERE'S THIS PUNCTUATION — —.THANK YOU.***LILY'S POV.—When things get dark, you know.It's in the pain, the heaviness of the heart. It's in the first raindrop and the tears. It's in the fear of the night. It's in the terror of the phone ringing."I'll protect you, Lily, I promise." he kissed me, full on the lips, his fingers caressing my hair, "Just trust me, that's all you have to 𝒅𝒐, 𝑻𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒕 me..."Ha, big mistake."You think you're fucking better than me, Lily." the blood, more blood seeping from the cut, drenching my panties. With each thrust he made, the pain...Intensified. I felt foolish. I trusted. Again.—Knock"Lily?"Knock knock"Lily, are you in?"***I sprang onto my bed, chest heaving as I struggled to catch my breath. I pushed my hair off my face, staring at the blue sheeted bed I was in. I touched my face and cotton shirt. Go
[ADLER]—"Adler," He heard Priest's voice behind him, and he frowned; what did one need to give to get alone time in the damn Manor, "Your father has been looking for you,"His added pressure to the little blue orb he was working on on the paper; seeing he had created smudges, he glared at Priest, only to see Rune behind him too.He ignored them, focusing on the grotesque image."Adler, what are you doing?" Priest's voice cut in, "Are you drawing?""No," he snapped just so they left; how could he have forgotten to lock the door, slammed with another full memorial image of her? That was it.When the hand got thrown across his shoulder, he fumed."Oh my my," Rune crooned, "Look who suddenly decided to take on art, Addie, that's who,"He turned to them to find Priest's face filled with worry, the crucifix he just began wearing resting against his chest, "What are you two doing here? I don't even care," he began to roll up the paper.But Rune stepped before him, leaning down and peering i
LILY'S POV.I didn't sleep that night. Instead, standing in front of my mirror, I stared at my reflection, struggling not to let the memory hit, but in seconds I was wincing at the sudden jolt of it slamming into me.What was wrong with me? What had I done?I would rather have remembered my near-death experience with the Bratvas than the memories with Don Adler, but then my brain cells had their way of making me go through the worst time of my life."Goddamnit, Lily, I tattooed your name on my fucking chest!"Well, not like I expected him to spit it out like that, but still, it was no answer to my question. But did I even ask a question? I was more like accusing.Walking to bed, I fell face-first into it, screaming my frustration into the sheets. I had to be going crazy.But still...I sat up, staring at the far end of the wall, it was the way he had kissed me, drawing me in, like he was bent on giving me instead of taking, and when I tried to push him to go hard, he had...Pinned me
[RUNE]The human moaned behind him, "Where are you dragging me to? I learned Tae Kwando, you know.""Lily, even if you did, you won't be able to implement anything being this skinny, so shh shh." He rolled his eyes,"Hey! Do not..." But even with the words she spewed, she never physically resisted being pulled away. He smiled discreetly. She was so simple. "Don't act like I'm taking you to the guillotine; it's just breakfast.""I can have it in my room, you know," she whimpered as the dining table came into view, "Rune, you know what? I'm not even hungry, aw Rune.""If I didn't know better, I'd think you're frightened of seeing someone in the Manor" That she was behind him made it easier to pull that off. The sly tone reached his voice when her wrist went rigid in his hold. "Or are you?""O-of course not," she stuttered as he pushed her down on a chair in front of an already-filled plate, "W-why would you say that?"Enough reasons, the manor was in a mess since her encounter with Ad
[ADLER]The note was a trick. Either that or they had been too late.It read:'TOO BAD THE OLDIES ARE GOING TO DIE BECAUSE OF HER." XX RUSLAN.That he was at the top of the concrete roof, looking around at the empty compound and seeing no signs of Ruslan or the Bratvas told him what he hated to come to terms with, He had been tricked.He heard the footsteps behind him and turned to see Rune, holding another sealed envelope, waving it at him just as Kyra had done when she walked into his room that morning."He was here, Adler, left you another note."He snatched the note from Rune's hold, but then he couldn't bring himself to open it just yet. Could it be that he underestimated Ruslan or whoever the fuck his name was? He was no ordinary assassin; No assassin would take a job this personal. Adler dropped his hand to the side; the main question was, who was this Ruslan?"I called the men at the shore, and there was nothing, no interference. The custom ha
"FUCK DAMNIT!" Rune yelledAdler's brows lowered, turning to find Rune dipping his burnt thumb into his mouth, sucking on it.Shaking his head, Adler returned to set the heat in the oven, and his eyes squinted, lost in the work. Done, he sighed, and with his apron, he wiped his flour-covered hands.The cooks who had been overthrown and pushed aside gave each other nervous glances, their fingers fidgety as they watched their bosses tend to the burners and stir-fried and steam.Adler holding up a jar of pepper, gazed into the recipe book, trying to make sense of the tiny writing, shrugging he dumped the whole content of the jar into the steaming pot."Man" Rune was on his heels, standing with his back towards Adler; he peered into the pot, then picked up the recipe book, "It says just half a spoonful, and here's the heat in hell," his voice trailed when he began coughing, "Man no human can eat this."Coughing and struggling with the overwhelming spiciness of the dish, Rune quickly grabb
She had him out of his mind, the fluidity in how her lips moved against his, her fingers around his arm, while his hands snaked around her waist, drawing her into him to take more, give more.When she parted her knees, he moved close to her, and at that moment, he felt the ground melt beneath his feet. She was every shade of perfection. Like a drug, she was goddamn intoxicating.And he couldn't just get enough.He wanted to own every part of her, Mark her as his just the same way she had cluelessly marked him as hers.Her lips were warm, inviting, sending jolts of electricity into him with her every yield.Adler knew he had to stop, he knew he was going too far when his hands were pushing under her shirt to get in contact with her skin, but with each whiff of her scent, a lot was happening. A lot that he couldn't explain. "Adler!" he heard his father callAnd in a flash, he felt her body freeze against his, breaking the kiss; she faced the floor, pressing her forehead against his ch