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2024-10-29 19:42:56CHAPTER FIVE.
AZAEL BLACKWELL.Amanda was still not awake, her long eyelashes decorated her pale face, and her breathing was so low that I would wake up every now and then to make sure she was really breathing.
I looked at my watch, it was about eight hours until we landed in Moscow, and I think, that's the worst part, the long and stressful journey. A normal person, sits back, enjoys the altitude and takes advantage of the long time to rest, after all, who doesn't like an eleven hour sleep? But, that's definitely not my case.I like to think, I like to put my thoughts in order, but, anxiety has become my greatest enemy during all these years, since my father's murder, since I was forced to be a man while still a teenager of barely sixteen, indeed, my journey has not been a pleasant one, let alone easy, it has been a martyr, but, why am I going to immerse myself in that? It makes no sense anymore, life is what it is, a dance of suffering and falls, an improvisation out of our hands and a music product of a fusion of sadness and pain, that's what it is.
-Why am I here?
Amanda's velvety voice brought me out of my thoughts, her light blue eyes looked at me with confusion, but, she was aware of what was happening, she didn't get up alerted, instead, she just sat there, with her legs crossed and watching me with indifference, acting as if she was in front of a common stranger, not one who kidnapped her and has her on a plane to Russia.
-You're here for a very simple reason, I don't want to let you go, I didn't want to leave without bringing you with me.
His brow furrowed, he seemed to be thinking carefully about each of my words, he shifted in his seat, and this time, with eyes full of decision, he asked me:Why me? I'm just a part-time waitress, I have no family with money and much less someone to pay for my rescue, you're making a mistake.
I let out a laugh, I don't make mistakes, and much less in situations that have taken a lot of time and energy from my mind, I couldn't leave her behind, there is something that this girl possesses that makes her particular to the rest.
-I don't expect money from your relatives, I know very well that no one will come to save you after all, isn't it? -I asked while I raised my eyebrows- Amanda, I don't expect anything in return, I only want you.
-And how could you love a person you don't know? - He formulated the question with a fake laugh- Are you out of your mind? Because that's exactly the impression you're giving me.
She's brave, her character just came through, there's no fear in her look and even less in her words, her jaw is raised, and despite being smaller than me in size, she doesn't seem to be intimidated one bit.
Shit, that turns me on in unimaginable ways.
-We're all a little crazy deep down Amanda, or are you the only sane one in this lost world?
I let out a chuckle, she frowned, she seemed to be angry, but, at the same time, so full of passivity. Is she a ticking time bomb? Or is she playing with my mind now?
-I'm serious, I don't have millionaire parents, I don't have anyone who can give you a few bucks for me.
-Are you not listening to me, little girl? I know very well that no one will come for you. -I answered in a tone full of cynicism. -Your father is a poor ball of shit who's in charge of swindling people, believe me he doesn't care enough about you to risk his stolen money for a ransom, and anyway, I don't deal with dirty people. It's not my thing.
Her eyes widened in surprise, I held back the urge to burst out laughing, of course I know everything about her, from her blood type to her favorite songs, from the most insignificant to the most important. This girl has become my fucking obsession for quite a while now, I don't want to feel like a fucking hero, because, I'm probably far from being one, but, I wasn't planning to leave her behind, my heart and mind made a short circuit since I saw her, absolutely no one has caused that revolution in me, leaving her behind would be like forgetting that ecstasy I felt, and I, I haven't felt that in years.
-How... how do you know all this about me?
-I won't give you explanations, I don't want you to be afraid of me. -I answered, looking her straight in the eyes.
-I'm not afraid of anyone anymore, I've lost everything, even what I once was. -She said while holding my gaze, and with a firm voice she continued: "What do you want from me?
-Everything.
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