Hey guys, thanks for following me till this chapter. From this chapter we will read more about Gregory Shaw and Lana. Don't worry, they have quite a complicated love too but soon, we will go back to Eleanor and Nicholas Shaw Thanks for staying with me
His car moved toward the dark and lonely suburbs of Manhattan. We entered a well maintained warehouse complex, no security or anyone to be seen in this place. Even though Gregory took me to a suspicious place, strangely I never felt afraid when I am with him.He parked his car in front of one of the smaller warehouses. "Go out." he ordered me before getting out of the car. I unbuckled my seatbelt and got out of the car."I want to go back." I said to him again "We ... can talk tomorrow, I won't run away." Spending time alone with him until morning is dangerous for my heart.Gregory stopped walking towards the warehouse then turned and walked towards me "Why didn't you report me?" he repeated, his eyes even darker in the twilight."For what? No one will believe me." I hug myself as the cold night wind blows towards us.Gregory took off his navy coat and slung it over my shoulder. "Come on in, it's warmer inside." He grabbed my shoulder to walk with him.With a bit of panic I touched hi
"You and me?" I repeated with an uneasy feeling.Gregory stood up from his chair then pushed my back to sit in front of the breakfast he had prepared, "I've been waiting for you all this time, do you think just one night is enough to make up for it?" he asked, bending behind me."Isn't that your rule? Once for each woman?" I replied, swallowing hard because his hands gently squeezed my shoulders and then one of his hands pulled my chin until I looked back at him."No." he whispered while looking at my slightly parted lips "Lana, I want you all the time ... Do you know what it feels like?" Gregory kissed my lips slowly, sucking every inch of my lips until they become wet and slightly swollen."What if I don't want you?" I asked with a suppressed sigh, "Are you going to force me?""Of course not, but I'm very persuasive. And I usually always get what I want." he answered arrogantly before kissing the corners of my lips again. "Just give up. You can't run from me anymore, Lana."***Beca
(POV - Gregory Shaw)I can't remember the last time I could drink blood in peace ... A few weeks ago? A few months ago? Lately I've only been drinking blood from a bag of blood that's been heated briefly in the microwave because I don't have time. It tastes disgusting compared to the blood wine I'm used to drinking.Ever since his obsession with killing Alastair, which ultimately failed, Nick left all his work in the office to me. Besides that I also helped Nick track down Alastair, hide Eleanor, and save her when she was held by the Dostov clan ...Although none of them worked, tsk.I sip the dark red liquid in my Wine glass slowly, trying to enjoy the sweet taste on my tongue a little longer. And now, after everything is over I hope my life goes back to how it used to be.The only thing that hasn't changed is my routine of flying to San Francisco every weekend, even though I don't mind taking four hours to meet Lana but my life would be much easier if she lived near me. The closer t
A week afterI've given Lana time to 'run' for a week. Only Nick realized something was wrong with me when I came back from San Francisco earlier than usual. I should appreciate his efforts not to ask questions and interfere in my affairs.But ... his efforts only lasted for three days.Nick ... can be more annoying than usual when he's curious. I don't know how Ella can put up with a creature like Nick. If other normal people are curious, they will usually ask you directly.But Nick is not someone who can be put into the normal category.Maybe at first he doesn't seem to care, then after a while he starts bothering you with his questioning look, then his questioning look changes to an analytical look, then changes again to a suspicious look. Nick won't ask until he drives you crazy with his looks .Actually our life would be easier if he asked me directly.So after spending three days under his annoying analytical gaze, I told him about Lana. And he didn't look surprised to find out.
I've been trying to reach Nick for the last twenty minutes after visiting Lancaster, but Nick isn't answering my calls at all so I decide to head back home to get my passport. The earliest flight to Finland leaves in six hours and I need my passport before I can book my ticket.It's unusual for Nick to leave his phone off for so long, I thought as my car stopped at a red light.Nick's car wasn't there when I got home, there wasn't even anyone other than Ella in the house. Nick will not leave his wife while pregnant. Usually if Nick has to leave, at least I or Erik will be on standby near Ella."Ella, where's Nick?" I asked when I saw him sitting on the sofa."I don't know, I can't reach him." he answered in a strange voice. I meant to go get my passport in my room but the tense look on Ella's face made me take a few steps back until I was in front of her again.She was staring at the fire with a strained, panicked expression, which made my instincts go wary."Eleanor ... " I called so
The sound of a pair of footsteps interrupted my brief reverie. Alice walked past me without looking back and went straight into Nick's room. She had changed the dress she was wearing before with the black t-shirt and jeans she usually wore. One of her hands carried a small suitcase which I felt was filled with fresh blood. Other footsteps could be heard following, I don't need to guess who it was because I just met them a few hours ago.Lancaster sat on the same sofa as me without saying hello, he was still wearing the same clothes. It's just that from his expression at this time it seemed he didn't want to be here. I leaned my back on the couch and turned to him, "What are you doing here?"Lancaster sighed before looking back at me with his green eyes that looked bored, "Waiting for Alice ... So this is your house?""Erik, what is he doing here?" I asked, turning to him."Mr. Lancaster is in Alice's protection." His reply was short, as if his answer explained everything."I thought y
(POV - Alayna Morrel)Helsinki, FinlandSnow has covered this town since I first came a few weeks ago. I've never seen this much snow in my life in San Francisco. The dew covered the kitchen window that overlooked the backyard of the house I lived in while in Finland. Ice framed the edges of the window panes until they looked hazy.I poured a glass of water and then took five blue tablets and drank them. As I have done the last few weeks, this morning I'm going to visit a large lake that's starting to freeze not far from where I live. I took the thick wool jacket and green parka that hung near the entrance and put it on, I think today's temperature was minus eight degrees Celsius. Much colder than yesterday.Maybe it's just me who likes walking in the snow in this temperature. Although curling up between warm blankets is also pleasant, it is not as pleasant as feeling the cold wind hitting your face until it freezes.Like this morning, the icy wind pierced my face as I stepped out of
I hate this place.Snow' ,., show everywhere as far as my eyes could see, and the atmosphere was so cold. I shuddered looking at the layer of ice that stuck to my bedroom window, not wanting to get out of the thick blanket that wrapped my body this morning. Damn Lancaster, couldn't he have chosen a warmer country? 1 dragged my feet to get off the bed and then cursed when they hit the cold floor.It's only been three days in this place and I already want to kill someone, I thought as I walked to the small kitchen in the house I rented to make the hottest coffee. I can still feel the fatigue and stress when Ella gave birth a few days ago, plus the jet lag, and now the feeling of frustration ... because it seems like in this place Lana doesn't wake up like a normal person in general.Doesn't she know that Bam in Helsinki is the same as dam in San Francisco? Even the sky here was still very dark. I don't know what's in Lana's head that she has to valt that damn lake every morning, Not much