Killian approached the penthouse masters bedroom. The muffled sounds of faint sniffling could be heard from within, causing a pang of sympathy to twist in his chest. Poor Serena had been utterly devastated since the aftermath of Knox's actions the previous day.He took a moment to straighten his rumpled shirt before raising his hand and gently bang his knuckles against the door. "Sister-in-law? It's me, Killian. Can I come in?" His voice was soft yet insistent as he rapped his knuckles against the door once more. An agonizing silence stretched out, broken only by the occasional muted sniffle or hitched breath. Killian's brow furrowed with worry as he leaned in closer, pressing his ear to the door in hopes of detecting any movement from inside the lavish bedrroom. He sighed deeply when no response came and ran an exasperated hand through his locks."Listen, it's been over a day since...well, since the whole incident with my brother happened," Killian continued, keeping h
Killian gave Serena a knowing grin when he saw Serena’s ear wiggle. "We managed to clear your name completely and prove you had absolutely nothing to do with that trashy video. In fact, we even flipped the whole narrative back to your delightful stepsister and made her the target instead."That certainly piqued Serena's interest, if the way her gaze snapped back to his was any indication. One delicately arched brow quirked upwards as she regarded him with a newfound spark of curiosity. "Oh? Do tell..."Killian leaned back slightly and made himself more comfortable on the edge of the mattress, sensing he finally had her full attention. "Well, it's a bit of a long story, filled with delicious revenge and retribution," he began. "How about you get your cute butt out of this bed, get dressed, and come downstairs with me for a late lunch?Serena eyed him suspiciously for a moment as if debating whether it was worth the effort to leave her cocoon of misery. Finally, she gave a small n
Killian looped his arm through Serena’s, "Come on, gorgeous, our ride for the night should be ready by now," he purred in his velvety baritone. "I'm taking you out for an evening you won't soon forget, filled with all the finest indulgences money can buy. Maybe then you'll finally stop moping over events that clearly doesn't deserve those luscious tears of yours."He began steering her with gentle insistence towards the front doors, leaving absolutely no room for argument or protest. Serena could only shake her head in bewilderment and allow herself to be led outside where a sinfully curvaceous form of a top-of-the-line exotic car awaited them in the circular driveway. Th cars in this villa were easily one of the most luxurious, powerful and exquisitely crafted vehicles Serena had ever laid eyes on in her life - a masterpiece of engineering and design reserved only for the uppermost echelons of the financial elite."Is any of this really needed?" she managed to sputter out, her
Killian suddenly remembered something. He reached into his jacket and pulled out Serena's phone with an apologetic look. "Almost slipped my mind - you might want to check this before we really get this party train rolling'," he said with an exaggerated wink, sliding the device across the table towards her with a casual flick of his wrist. "We don't need any buzzkill calls from the real world to ruin our night."Serena's brow furrowed slightly as she scooped up the phone. Her fingertips swiped across the screen to check for any missed notifications. Sure enough, there were a handful of missed calls - a few from Jenkins and a couple more from her manager Kate. She briefly debated whether she should call them back with her thumb hovering over the return call icons as she chewed absently on her full bottom lip.But the lure of a carefree night out on the town, unburdened by any stresses, was simply too tempting to resist. She gave out a soft sigh and turned off her phone fully be
If it wasn't for the solid wall of heated flesh that Serena’s limbs collided with a split-second later, she probably would've face-planted right into the marbled club floor. A pair of strong, muscular arms encircled her slender frame, allowing her to regain her balance and steady herself.Killian was on his feet and moving before his brain even fully processed what was happening. Every finely-honed instinct he possessed had him tensing in a cold spike of adrenaline, ready for violence as his gaze snapped towards the source of the commotion. However, he forced himself to pause and assess the situation with a calculated detachment, taking in Serena's steadying form and the lack of any immediate threat. No real danger would come to her as long as he was there watching over her with the focused intensity of a hunting predator.Serena finally steadied herself. Her chest was heaving slightly as she blinked and tried to get her bearings. Then her gaze lifted with indignant anger as
Serena decided to continue drowning herself in alcohol, trying to forget the last couple of minutes and the fact that Britney was dead. "Sister-in-law..." Killian's gruff tone snapped her back to the present. Serena glanced over to see him eyeing her. Although her vision was blurry due to drunkenness, she saw no remorse or desire in his piercing stare - only the cool calculation of a bodyguard assessing potential threats to his principal and determining the appropriate course of action.Killian was many things: a skilled operative, an efficient killer when the brutal situation demanded it, and above all, fiercely loyal to Knox. He was no lovesick fool prone to getting swept up in misguided romantic notions. Serena was strictly off-limits in that regard. She was practically family. He viewed her as a sister-in-law to be sheltered and protected at any cost, nothing more. Killian watched the woman down one glass after another until she could barely register anything around h
Serena hovered above Knox's unconscious form lying motionless atop a large king-sized bed. Her eyes were still glowing with an eerie, otherworldly white light, like twin orbs burning from within. She climbed onto the bed and straddled Knox's muscular frame, settling her slight weight on top his chiseled, tattooed chest with her thighs clamped on either side of his powerful torso. Her slender fingers reached out, tracing featherlight patterns along the coarse stubble lining his strong, angular jawline with an almost reverent tenderness completely at odds with the strange atmosphere permeating the room.Then, with an agonizing slowness that made it seem an eternity was being stretched out in that single weighted moment, Serena leaned down until her slightly parted lips met Knox's in a searing, passionate kiss. A blinding burst of incandescent white light immediately flowed from her mouth in a raging torrent, pouring into Knox's body like a river of molten starfire.The very ai
The mocking lilt in Serena’s throaty murmur, caused an icy sliver to pierce Enzo's gut. His hands clenched into tight fists, the tendons and musculature in his arms and shoulders tensing and bulging as he visibly strained against the invisible bonds holding him immobile. It was as if every fiber of his being were straining to launch itself across that short distance and tear Serena apart with his bare hands.Only Meredith's presence at his side, her smaller hand coming to rest against the rigid plane of his heaving abdomen in a silent gesture of comfort and restraint, prevented him from likely doing just that. The soothing warmth of her touch helped anchor him, preventing the rising tide of his demonic fury from cresting and sweeping away what remained of his control.Then Serena's weird smile turned into a knowing smirk as she swept her eyes over Meredith's voluptuous figure in a very natural but obviously inappropriate and crude inspection."Well, well...I must say, you cert