I scoff. Did this human go through my phone? “Did you respond to anyone?” “Nope.” My eyes widens at that answer and I shoot my back off the bed. They would be so worried, my goodness! “But I did talk with a parent over the phone.” He adds. Tch. Why not say this sooner? I rest my back back on
- KILLIAN - After so long, I finally am faced with the opportunity to meet and put an end to my parents’ murderer and I cannot say I am thrilled. Not that I feel any less rage, quite the opposite, I am burning with fury at this person but I hate the situation that led to this point. I was ready
- KATE - I’m itching to figure something out but I can’t decipher what it is. That lady has not gotten back to me yet. I have no way to reach her and I have no clue on anything but I can’t help but replay the incident that unfolded between us on Monday versus what happened on Wednesday in my min
- HAZEL - I hate being in a hospital. I hate waking up to body aches and I hate not being able to move without the supervision of a health professional. I hate being connected to drips and taking several medications daily. I hate perceiving the air here. I just hate being ill. There’s nothing fun
“I’m not innocent.” I murmur. He stands up and walks to me. Killian’s arms are on the ends of my bed, supporting his form as he leans towards me. His face is just inches apart from mine, forcing me to gaze at him. “To me, you are.” His lips locks with mine, devouring my mouth in a short kiss. When
- KILLIAN - The plane landed. I turn my head to the side to look at the lady next to me. Laid on the sofa and asleep in my private jet is Hazel. Does she always sleep during long journeys in planes or was she just extremely tired or is this her way of responding to her wound? I can’t tell, it’s my
- Hazel - It's our anniversary today. Tristan and I are finally celebrating being one year together and he told me he has everything planned. All I need to do is meet him at the hotel. One of the best in the city. It's hard getting a reservation there. One has to apply and wait for months before a
- HAZEL -I got out of my bathroom in a short pink robe and newly styled hair. I did it myself. I obviously spent more time fixing my hair than washing my body and I won't be surprised if I'm late. My eyes scanned my room decorated with scented candles, I can feel the love already. Laying comfortab
- KILLIAN - The plane landed. I turn my head to the side to look at the lady next to me. Laid on the sofa and asleep in my private jet is Hazel. Does she always sleep during long journeys in planes or was she just extremely tired or is this her way of responding to her wound? I can’t tell, it’s my
“I’m not innocent.” I murmur. He stands up and walks to me. Killian’s arms are on the ends of my bed, supporting his form as he leans towards me. His face is just inches apart from mine, forcing me to gaze at him. “To me, you are.” His lips locks with mine, devouring my mouth in a short kiss. When
- HAZEL - I hate being in a hospital. I hate waking up to body aches and I hate not being able to move without the supervision of a health professional. I hate being connected to drips and taking several medications daily. I hate perceiving the air here. I just hate being ill. There’s nothing fun
- KATE - I’m itching to figure something out but I can’t decipher what it is. That lady has not gotten back to me yet. I have no way to reach her and I have no clue on anything but I can’t help but replay the incident that unfolded between us on Monday versus what happened on Wednesday in my min
- KILLIAN - After so long, I finally am faced with the opportunity to meet and put an end to my parents’ murderer and I cannot say I am thrilled. Not that I feel any less rage, quite the opposite, I am burning with fury at this person but I hate the situation that led to this point. I was ready
I scoff. Did this human go through my phone? “Did you respond to anyone?” “Nope.” My eyes widens at that answer and I shoot my back off the bed. They would be so worried, my goodness! “But I did talk with a parent over the phone.” He adds. Tch. Why not say this sooner? I rest my back back on
- HAZEL - I hear the thud of solid shoe soles echo in my ears. This makes my brows crease. Even a sound so faint makes its way to my ears and actually bleeds the heck out of it. I let out a breath through my mouth. For some reason, it feels as though my mouth is in some sort of confinement b
- KILLIAN - So many times, I always thought the ones who would cause me pain and problems were my enemies. Those who I’ve brought down and those who want The Iva Empire. I never thought It would be someone I was once acquainted with deeply. I never imagined it to be Asami. And it’s funny becaus
A bullet swoop past me, hitting the wall next to my shoulder. That was a near hit. Grunts replay in my ears the further I walk. From the sound of it, it seems like some people are involved in a gun fight wrestle. That’s odd. Who the fuck is that stupid to challenge gun men? Unless those idiots are