Masuk- KILLIAN - She’s asleep. She always sleeps off so quickly after we indulge in anything sexual. It’s always so marvelling to watch. How relaxing and pleasurable it is for her to make her fall asleep. It also gives me time to spend watching her. Time I’ve not really had recently. I let out a sigh,
“I think they’ll be handsome. And well trained. Like their father.” Killian lets out a sigh at my words. “I think what I fear the most is having my kids turn out to be like me. Birthing them under the curse of my existence. I wouldn’t want to do that to them. Especially people so innocent of it.”
- HAZEL - Killian pulls him to the side, they’re near enough to me for me to see them but far away that I cannot hear them. I can see worry form on Tristan’s face. He looks like a man who knows he’s doomed before the real sorrow begins. And Killian? He looks just as bland as ever. Just this tim
- KILLIAN - The conversation with my uncle was unsettling at best. It went in every direction I wished it hadn’t and I was so close to losing my composure. That vain man truly desires a share of my father’s empire. He wants what belongs to my brother and I, legally in fact. He wants access to ev
I also don’t want to be next to him. Not after what he just did. Tristan leans closer to face me and I take a step back, my heart now pounding aggressively in my chest. “Isn’t uncle with Kate? Why did he beat me up to rescue you?” My brows furrow. Huh? Uncle??!! Killian is Tristan’s Uncle? I r
- HAZEL - I raise a brow, staring at the cup in her hand, paralysed in a spot. My body finally responds to stimuli and my eyes twitch, followed by the discomfort I feel. My stomach churns and my throat already feels poisoned. “You’re deluded if you think I will trust you or give myself a ticket to







