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GERALD’S POV"So, guys, where are we meeting this time?" I asked casually, coming to take a seat beside Mason. He, along with Abel and Jessica, were at the table. I couldn’t stop my eyes from searching for Silvia. Where was she?"Obviously not your place," Jessica countered, and I shot her a tight smile."You won’t be saying that when I am down between your legs." I have no idea what made me say that, but it was too late to take it back. Jessica choked back on her soda and burst into a coughing fit. What I said must have really taken her off guard. By the time she had gotten a hold of her bearings, she shot me a venomous glare, but the redness of her cheeks didn’t make me take her seriously. I don’t know what made my eyes glide downwards; maybe it was because the last time I saw her, she was wearing a baggy sweater and sweatpants.This time was much different. She wore a bloody red crop top that had her boobs popping out; they looked so full and luscious that it was almost impossible
Last Updated : 2022-10-03His Assassin's Love chapter ten
SILVIA’S POVGerald didn’t show up at all last night, and I was grateful for that because the baseball bat Josiah brought to my place later that evening was not something I would want to add in a police report. Josiah said it was just in case the people after Gerald decided to show up at my place, but that was highly unlikely. We both knew what he planned on doing with it.The night was spent working on the project, and we were almost halfway done. I could only hope Gerald would be present while we were doing the other half. But with Josiah traveling this Sunday, something told me Gerald would be there. Josiah would be away for a whole week. He was going to see Riley in Denver. Apparently she was sick, and Josiah wanted to make sure she was okay. He was such a good big brother.His flight was on Sunday, so we decided to hang out on Saturday. It was Friday and I could not stop searching for Gerald; my mind was racing with so many thoughts. He didn’t come to school yesterday, and I wond
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SILVIA’S POVI woke up this morning without the will to move. Josiah was always my reason and motivation to go to school because I never really saw the importance of education. Especially with the type of job I do, I am pretty much set for life financially. Contrary to my thoughts, I always took my education seriously, even though I never understood the importance of it in my life. At times, it gave me this sense of accomplishment when I passed a test or exam or moved to the next grade; it made me feel like I was actually achieving something meaningful. And with Josiah, it added more meaning.My alarm told me it was seven a.m. I really should start preparing, but I need to speak to Josiah first. He didn’t answer my calls at all yesterday, and it made me wonder if he was mad at me about Saturday. After the movie was over, he didn’t even wait for the light to come on before leaving the cinema. I wanted us to go to a restaurant or walk around the park, this time just the two of us. But h
Last Updated : 2022-10-04His Assassin's Love chapter twelve
SILVIA'S POV "Okay, so this is going to sound strange, but I think I dreamt about you yesterday."A shiver went up my spine as a familiar voice infiltrated my ears. I shut my locker and was met by a pair of dorky eyes and the silliest smile I had ever seen. Gerald stood by my side, leaning against the lockers situated beside mine. "It’s nice to see you are feeling better." I said, speaking for the first time today. Unlike yesterday, I didn’t get the chance to speak to Josiah.I called yesterday evening several times, but he wouldn’t pick up. I didn’t even know how I was feeling right now. It was a mix of sadness, disappointment, and hurt. But most shocking of all, I felt lonely.Gerald’s eyes widened for just a fraction, and his lips formed an O. "It was not a dream, you were there. In my room playing with my face." He said, or squealed rather. I scrunched my nose at the last part and shook my head with disbelief. I turned my back to leave, but he grabbed my arm and forced me to face
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GERALD'S POV I stood in front of my mirror staring at my outfit with uncertainty. Now that Paula and I weren’t on speaking terms, I wasn’t completely sure about what I was wearing. Usually, I wouldn’t care what I wore, especially if it concerned important occasions regarding my father. But this time was different. I was going with Silvia. I had to look good.I checked my diamond-encrusted watch and decided to leave. It was getting late. I took my black blazer and left my room. I came to a stop in front of Paula’s room, and just as I was about to knock, her door flew open. Her eyes aligned with mine, and they were not happy. My eyes trailed down her body, and I could not lie: she looked amazing. She was always in shorts and jeans; it was almost impossible to catch her in a dress.The light blue material hugged her body like a second skin. It stopped at her upper thigh, revealing her perfectly tanned legs. Her stilettos and makeup matched the color of her outfit, and her dark hair fell
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GERALD'S POV "Luckily, none of her vital organs were damaged. But she lost a lot of blood and will have to spend a few days under supervision." I think that's what the doctor said because I wasn’t even listening. I didn’t give a damn about anything. All I wanted was for Silvia to show me those pretty eyes of hers and look at me like she always did. Like I was the craziest person in the world.But that was too much of a dream, and the facts still remained. I was the one who brought her out tonight. She was on this fucking hospital bed because of me. Why in hell did I think it was a good idea to get close to her? Apart from Paula, everyone I have ever cared about ended up six feet beneath the earth before I even got the chance to tell them I loved them.And no, I don’t love Silvia.I just… I don’t know. I like her a lot.My grip on her hand tightened a bit, but not enough to hurt her. Paula was outside speaking to the head of security at the ball. They better find out who did this and
Last Updated : 2022-10-05His Assassin's Love chapter fifteen
GERALD'S POV The regret in Silvia’s eyes as I pulled away turned those few seconds of bliss into a nightmare.She shut her eyes as though she could not bear to look at me; it hurt a lot more than I wished it did. I pulled my face away from hers and sat beside her on the chair. We stayed together in awkward silence, and I would occasionally shoot her a sideways glance. I really wanted us to talk about the kiss, but the way her eyes inspected every inch of the ceiling told me she wanted to forget it as soon as possible.But surely she should have felt what I felt when our lips met. Or am I just sick again?I sighed before deciding to ask, "Do you want some food?" Instead of giving me a verbal response because I really wanted to hear her voice right now, she nodded. I shot to my feet and walked towards the door. I did not want to leave her alone for even a second, but I had to get her something to eat or I would end up watching over a corpse.I shut the door behind me and was surprised
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SILVIA'S POV After Gerald showed up at the hospital with a bruise on his face with the rest of the team, we quickly finished up everything we needed to do. Gerald refused to tell me about how he got the bruise; as a matter of fact, he seemed to be avoiding me. I tried briefing him on what we did in the first half of the project, but he said he preferred Jessica to tutor him.Whatever the hell that meant.And to be honest, I didn’t really ponder much about it, especially with the never-ending questions Jessica kept throwing at me as to why I was lying on a hospital bed. The girl never did shut up. It was like the more I answered her questions, the more curious she became. What annoyed me the most was that I knew she didn’t care about me. To others, it might look like she did. But Paula was not the only one who could read people.Eventually, Jessica let it slide, and we put the finishing touches to our project. I occasionally caught Jessica staring at either me or Gerald, like she was
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SILVIA'S POV The music faded into a distant hum, drowned out by the pounding of my heartbeat in my ears. I stared at Gerald as we danced, his hands firm on my waist, his grip colder than ice. The warmth that once lived in his eyes was gone, replaced by something hollow, something dark.“You’re a good liar,” he murmured against my ear, his voice laced with quiet venom.His words sent a shiver down my spine, but I didn’t break eye contact. I knew this Gerald was different—the man standing in front of me wasn’t the same person who once held me close, whispering sweet promises in the dead of night.“What are you talking about?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.Gerald chuckled, the sound bitter and empty. “Look at you, Silvia,” he said, spinning me slowly. “Dressed up like the perfect student, pretending to be just another normal girl at her high school prom. But we both know what you really are.”I swallowed hard. “Gerald, please,” I said, gripping his arm. “I don’t want that li
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SILVIA'S POV Weeks had passed.Weeks without Gerald.Since that night—since the moonlight had illuminated his cold, distant eyes as he nearly ran me over—I hadn’t seen or heard from him. No messages. No accidental run-ins. Nothing.It was as if he had vanished again.Only this time, I knew it was intentional.I had killed his father.I had given him what he wanted—what he should have wanted.George had been a monster. A cruel, manipulative excuse for a man. Gerald had hated him more than anything. He should have been relieved.But deep down, I knew the truth.He wasn’t happy.And he never would be.Because despite all the pain George had caused him, despite all the nights Gerald had spent drinking away his rage and dreaming of a life where his father no longer existed—it was still his father.That kind of hatred runs deep, but so does the connection. No matter how much you want to sever it, there’s always a part of you that remembers.I told myself I would leave him alone.For now.B
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SILVIA'S POV I wasted no time.My hands moved swiftly, grabbing as many blades from the torture table as I could, slipping them into my pants and boots. Each cool edge pressing against my skin reminded me of what I had to do next. Get out.Then—The door burst open.Two guards stormed in, guns raised.Bang! Bang!The room exploded with the sharp crack of gunfire. Instinct took over. I lunged, grabbing George’s still-warm corpse and hoisting it in front of me as a shield.Bullets tore through his lifeless body, the impact pushing me back, but I held firm. My arms shook under the weight of the dead man, the thick scent of blood filling my nose, but I gritted my teeth and waited for the moment.The second their magazines clicked empty—I moved.Dropping George’s body, I lunged forward, my blade flashing under the dim, flickering light.The first guard barely had time to react before I plunged my knife into his throat. A choked gurgle escaped him as he staggered, crimson pouring from the
His Assassin's Love Chapter Thirty Four
SILVIA'S POV It was late by the time I left school.The halls were mostly empty, save for the occasional janitor pushing a mop or a few students finishing up last-minute assignments. I had spent the past few hours with Mason and Abel, catching up on what I had missed. They were patient, explaining everything in a way that almost made me forget how much time I had lost. Almost.As we stepped outside, Mason stretched, yawning. “Alright, that’s enough for today. My brain is fried.”“Yeah,” Abel agreed, stuffing his hands in his pockets. “We’ll go over the rest tomorrow. Try not to disappear again, Silvia.”I rolled my eyes, shouldering my bag. “No promises.”Mason chuckled, but Abel only shook his head. “Seriously,” he muttered, “you’ve been acting weird lately.”I didn’t respond to that.Instead, I gave them a small wave and turned toward the parking lot.The campus was eerily quiet now, the streetlights casting long shadows across the pavement. The air was crisp, carrying the distant
His Assassin's Love Chapter Thirty Three
SILVIA'S POV The club beneath Gerald’s apartment was still alive, pulsing with dim neon lights and the rhythmic thump of bass-heavy music. The air was thick with cigarette smoke and the cloying scent of cheap perfume. Laughter, conversation, the clinking of glasses—all of it washed over me in waves, distant and insignificant.I wove through the crowd, barely registering the faces around me. A few people glanced my way, some in recognition, others with wary curiosity. I didn’t slow down. My mind was already fixated on what lay beyond the dark staircase at the back of the club.Gerald’s apartment.I climbed the stairs two at a time, my heart beating a little too fast. The door at the top was closed, just as it always had been. I reached for the handle and turned.Unlocked.I pushed the door open, stepping inside.Then I froze.The apartment was empty.Not just messy. Not just in disarray. Empty.The couch was gone. The framed photographs that once lined the walls had disappeared. The l
His Assassin's Love Chapter Thirty two
SILVIA'S POV A dull, incessant beeping pulled me from the depths of unconsciousness. My eyelids felt like lead, my thoughts sluggish, as though I were wading through thick fog. The air smelled sterile—antiseptic, too clean. The lights above were too bright, their glare stabbing into my eyes like tiny knives.I tried to move, but a sharp pain lanced through my side, tearing a gasp from my lips. The pain was deep, raw, as if someone had buried fire inside me. I instinctively reached down, fingers brushing against stiff, layered bandages wrapped around my abdomen. My breath hitched.Where was I?The rhythmic beeping came from a monitor to my right, its green lines pulsing in time with my heart. IV tubes snaked from my arm, leading to a bag of clear liquid hanging from a metal stand. White sheets covered me up to my waist, tucked too tightly around me. The room was small, sterile, walls a dull shade of blue, ceiling tiles pockmarked with tiny holes. It smelled of sickness, of medicine, o
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SILVIA'S POV "Why did you bring me here?"I never thought that I would be back here after what happened last time.After I embedded a bullet in Paula’s skull.Gerald shrugs nonchalantly and says, "They sell good hot dogs and burgers here." He stepped out of the car, and I could do nothing but sit there in silence and confusion. I knew Gerald. He was rich. He was extravagant. He bought the best food or cooked at home. He would never come here."He will never forgive you for this."My heart flew out of my chest when my eyes fell on Gerald, he was staring right at me through the window. I almost missed it, but there was an emotion in his eyes that he was incredibly quick to hide. His eyebrows pulled together, and his lips formed a thin line. He was confused.I needed to get my act together. I was overreacting and becoming paranoid. I might end the day with a breakdown if I continue like this. I had to get a grip!I opened the door and smiled at Gerald warily. He was leaning against the
His Assassin's Love chapter thirty
SILVIA'S POV "I need to stop finding both of you like this."I was used to waking up from nightmares, but I never got used to waking up to one.My eyelids flew apart to make contact with the only man that has ever made my skin crawl with so much disgust and disdain. George stood at the foot of the bed, looking like the devil in his all black suit and tie. Other men in the room, I assume his bodyguards, but what caught my attention were the guns they all held tightly in their hands.My throat felt dry and my wide eyes slid towards Gerald. His eyes were angry and feral as they glared at his father. I looked terrified and I felt my heart skip a beat. I did not know why. His anger wasn’t directed at me, so why did I feel this way?"What are you doing here?" Gerald demanded through clenched teeth. I felt a weight on my abdomen, and it was then I realized his arm was wrapped around it protectively. The weight was on my abdomen, but the one I felt in my heart was heavier. Something did not
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GERALD'S POV I have never seen anyone so sad in my entire life.The life and light in her eyes just died when she ended that call. Her body was as still as a board, and I have absolutely no idea how she has been awake without moving for so long. Her silver orbs have been trained on my ceiling ever since. I just sat beside her, feeling so helpless, and scrolling through my phone. I was at least glad she was here when she was going through all this. Her presence was healing me just like mine was with hers.But that’s not the only thing I can be useful for."Hey, wanna get something to eat?" I asked but got no response in return. "Silver eyes?" I tried again but got nothing. I went to grab her foot, but she flinched back the moment our skin made contact. "Jesus, you are hot as lava." I was soon shuffling to my knees on the bed and coming to kneel beside her. I placed the back of my hand on her head, and she released a low hiss. "You’re burning up," I said more to myself than to her.Thi
