I watch as he gently places the gun on the table. Seconds tick by a heavy silence filling the room. He takes a stand and makes his way to me. He takes a stance behind my chair and places his firm arms on my armchair, caging me. I bask in his scent and warmth. "You choose now Lana, here and now." He whispers into my ear. His traces my knuckles before grabbing my notebook out of my hands, and tossing it on the table. "I wasn't done with that." I say. He laughs, I feel his chest rumble as he laughs. I turn to face him, feeling my breaths shorten with each passing second. "Eyes on the prize, Lana." He turns my head back towards the table. "You choose the notebook you can go back to living your life in fear and delusion, then one day end up dead in a dumpster or," He brushes a strand of hair from my face, " You could pick up the gun and hunt your past which shall it be Lana?" I feel beads of sweat on my back and my anxiety prickling through my skin. I have to choose, here and now. I extend my hand and pick my choice.
View MoreIt's pitch black everywhere. The sound of my feet moving across the vast darkness echoes around me. I desperately glance around hoping to catch a glimmer of light but my hope immediately sinks when I spot none. I wrap my hands tightly around myself, the thin material of my gown does little to shield me from the blistering cold. "Hello!" I call out. My voice echoes back. Just how big is this place, just how empty is it. My anxiety bubbles inside me as the seconds tick by. I keep walking, desperately hoping I'll find the end of this hell. Suddenly, sharp piercing screams erupts throughout the room. My eardrums feel as though they are about to erupt, this throws me off balance causing my knees to buckle and they hit the ground hard. Pain immediately sprouts through my body. Tremors wreck through my body. Despite it being useless, I try to shield my ears from the menacing scream, hoping for some silence. This does nothing, I feel vibrations wrecking through my body."Please, please stop.
Forty minutes later the food is ready and dished out in the dinner table. As I am about to take my seat on the opposite end of the table Roman stops me. He gentle drags me back to his seat then just when I think he's going to make me seat in it, he does the opposite. He wraps firm hands around my waist then hoists me on to the table. Stunned I simply watch as he retrieves the plates from the center of the table and places them besides me. Thank goodness this table is huge. He takes his seat and moves hisbseat closer. He places a hand besides my thigh and gets a fork full of spaghetti and brings it to my lips. I open my mouth and accept it happily. The burst of flavors melts in my mouth and I groan in satisfaction. He continues feeding me. I love that he's feeding me. After ten minutes I'm stuffed. "Okey now its my turn." I state. I hop off the table and take my position sideways on his laps. He holds me securely so I'm comfortable. I start to feed him taking time to also admire his
We walk hand in hand to the kitchen. I feel butterflies in my stomach. I sit by the kitchen island whilst he works his way around the kitchen."What are you cooking?" I ask. "Pasta."I sit quietly and watch as he manoeuvres around the kitchen. A man who cooks it top tier. "You're awfully quiet." He says as he adds the pasta into the hot water. I hug my body. "I thought you said you hate my endless chatter." I tease. He leans against the counter and my eyes collide with his. "Maybe I like it."Feeling flirtatious I say "Well you'll have to pay up to get me talking again.""Oh really? Cash? Credit? Me? Which one do you desire?"The playfulness in his voice sends adrenaline through my body. I twist around in my chair then come again to face him. "Hmm well, I'm not sure if you can afford it Mr Valkov. Give me a spin, let's see your assets."He takes a slow spin. Then comes to face me again. Suppressing my giggles I say "Hold on I didn't see that ass."Amused he turns around. I giggl
The room has his delicious scent all over it. He sits me down on the bed and disappears into the bathroom. I run my fingers over the comforters, they are really soft. I wouldn't mind losing myself in between these covers. He disappears into the bathroom then he pops back into the room a few minutes later. He places a gown beside me then crouches in front of me, takes my hand and stares at me intently. "Are you bruised anywhere?"I manage a nod. A frown forms on his face. I point to my stomach. His fingers hover over the first button waiting for permission to continue. I nod and he carefully unbuttons the bloody shirt. Once done he tosses it on the floor and inspects my upper body. There are bruises running from my stomach and arms to my chest. A dark look invades his face. I feel self conscious at the thought of him seeing my body covered in these ugly bruises. He's probably disgusted. I look at the ceiling hoping it would swallow me up. I feel his fingers graze one of the bruises on
I step out of the elevator and am immediately bathed in darkness. I look around and find no sight of Roman. Where did he disappear to? I turn on the lights in the living room and kitchen feeling relieved that I'm not in darkness. I stand awkwardly in the kitchen not sure what to do with myself. I don't want to go into my empty dark room alone. I don't want to be alone and I don't want to bother him more than I already have. One minute he's delighted to be in my presence the next he's not. I don't think I can deal with that at the moment. I'll take care of myself. Like I always have. I retrieve a glass from the cabinet and pour myself a cup of water. It tastes sour as it goes down my throat. I suppress the urge to spit it out. I hold the glass gingerly and stare at it intently. I'm here having a cold fucking glass of water when Hunter's remains are scattered in a warehouse. It's all because of me. It's my fault. If he had never met me he'd still be alive. What makes me more disgusted
I don't know how many distractions are coming to keep me from my breakdown but they're running out. As the car engine dies down I feel everything rushing back. The temporal rush I had has vanished into thin air as if it never existed. My chest hurts, it feels as though a dagger has been lodged into it and when I pull out that dagger it'll bleed out. Where did my life all go wrong? Was it even right to begin with? I sigh. Everytime I think I'm stable and at a happy point in my life something drags me back down to that dark pit. Would things have been different if my sister was still alive? If my father was loving ? If my mother wasn't driven to the brink of insanity by my father? My door is yanked open. Roman's standing beside me. "Ouuuu you're even opening doors for me now, are you sure you're not head over heels for me Roman."He looks at me intently. I think I see concern flashing in his eyes. He's not buying the joke. If he keeps looking at me, I'll lose it. I need to hurry and
You know that feeling after you've gotten off a Rollercoaster? When the thrill wears off and you're left with your head fucking spinning and have this void in your chest. You yearn for something else to give you that adrenaline and entertainment. Well that's sort of how I'm feeling now except scratch out the thrill and entertainment. I was on a Rollercoaster of rage and for the whole day I was only going up now I'm back to fucking earth and I hate it. I haven't yet processed the events of the day. I can't process the events of the day. Everything just happened so fast, way too fast. But I know that the minute I am alone and sitting in a dark corner it'll hit me. That's why I've been clinging to Roman like a thorn. He distracts me, actually when I'm in his presence all those loud dark thoughts are silenced. It's as if they're afraid of him. I feel safe and less alone. I feel alive. It's been a while since I've felt like this. Things have shifted between the two of us, I don't know how
Roman's PovI feel his bones crack under my fist. Blood shoots out of his mouth landing a few inches from my shoe. Irritated, I take a step back. My eyes dart to Lana who's standing in the far corner with her hands hugging her body. Her focus is on Dante's puddle of blood. I need to wrap things up quickly. Dante lifts up his head and grins at Lana. This earns him another punch from me. His head jerks back and more blood flies all over the place. Soft footsteps approach me and I don't need to turn to know it's her. Dante and her lock eyes, a shiver runs down her spine. Although she's putting on a brave face I can tell instantly that she's afraid of Dante. My anger starts to ignite once again. I gently place my arms on her shoulder, her body tenses at first then it eventually relaxes. Fuck, what did this asshole do to her that's made her this scared. I don't like that she's here to witness this nasty activity. Her eyes meet mine. "You don't have to be here, you can wait outside. I'll
Roman We're at one of our clubs hosting a meeting in my office. Lana's fatigue is getting worse which means I need to hurry things up. I think she's both mentally and physically tired. Stravos and Ace brought their women with them, Leona and Marcella. I'm hoping they can convince Lana to throw in the towel and call it a day. She's gotten enough blood on her hands. That's why I'm here to handle all the messy part of our bargain. She's sprawled out on my sofa with my jacket wrapped around her. Although she's laying down I have no doubt that she's listening to every inch of the conversation. "Ace, take care of these two." I hand him the file. He scans it and a grin forms on his face. Ace is a very twisted individual and he's also good at what he does. We've known each other for years now and I trust him with my life. He's also the best assassin there is. Despite his playful attitude and flirtatious personality he's as deadly as they come. In short don't fuck with him. He's the shoot f
It’s cool and dark outside as I drive, dark clouds hovering over the plains,I listen to the gentle taps of the raindrops as they hit my windshield. I make a turn into the LA Vie restaurant parking lot. I notice it's packed with many cars as I desperately search for a parking space. The rain drops start to get heavy. After what feels like forever I finally find a spot up ahead. Relieved, I drive towards it, it's short lived as a car speeds past me and snatches it. I hoot then step out of my car, too angry to pay any attention to the heavy downpour weighing on my body. I stand in front of my car, arms crossed, words at the tip of my tongue ready to shoot ammunition. A man steps out of the car, he walks up to me. He slowly scans the area before his gaze lands on me. He takes slow confident strides towards me until he is a few feet away, he's tall enough to make me crane my neck to meet his gaze. The rain gets heavier, clouding my vision making it difficult to maintain eye contact with h...
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