Kylan I could still feel my bones crawling with remnant anger from the man I had beaten to a bloody pulp in the street for trying to touch Lisa. If I hadn't been stalking Katarina should I say Lisa, she'd have been hurt badly by them and I couldn't have that. I hated weak men. Men whose urges controlled them. They were the scum of society and shouldn't be allowed to live or be joyful. They deserved castration and he was lucky I didn't have anything sharp to do the job. I had already gotten some of my men to trail him and figure out who he was. I knew I was going to get results in no time. The only person that was allowed to hurt Lisa was me and it wasn't even going to be physical. It was going to be a mental battle that involved destroying everything she'd ever believed in. I hadn't beat up that creep for her, I had beaten him for society. The world was way too merciful to creeps. I watched Lisa's hips sway as she walked home from a distance briskly, trying not to alert the brat.
Katarina I hated his guts. I knew he'd been the one to rescue me but his arrogance made me almost feral with rage.I hated the way he spoke to me like I was stupid or like I needed him.What was he doing in town anyway?I couldn't believe he was the same Jerome who had rescued me from Kylan the last time.That guy had been sweet and considerate. This guy was a total ass and I wanted to stay away from him as far as possible but somehow we just kept meeting.When I woke up this morning, I decided to do some chores. My house was a mess. I had laundry piled up, dishes piled up, and even dust. My house was usually spot clean but I had been so busy lately, taking temporary jobs that I had left my home to rot. I had just finished cleaning up when I decided to come get some breakfast before I resumed one of my temp jobs when I almost bumped into Jerome.I had thought to be nice to him after saving me last night and just ignore all of the condescending things he'd said to me but one look at h
Kylan "What the fuck do you want, Cole?" I asked as I came out of the hotel. "Your love. What the fuck do you think I want?" He yelled in annoyance. "We've missed two important functions. Where the hell are you? Do I have to track your phone?" "You sound like a desperate ex. Not a good look on you, man.” "No, what's not a good look is you leaving me alone here to deal with shit…" Cole whined. With the way he was complaining, you'd think I left him at a daycare center to take care of the babies. "I'll be back soon. Just relax.” "How soon?" He inquired, the impatience evident in his voice. "Say, tomorrow," I shrugged as I slipped into the front seat of the car I had rented when I got into town a week ago. "Oh." He pronounced, shocked and probably glad I had given him a concrete answer. "Well, see you there then. Gotta go, Aliyah is here and she's not looking too happy." "I'd imagine so. She is dating you, isn't she?" I joked. "Fuck off man," he laughed befor
Kylan"We need to start going, otherwise we'll be late." Cole reminded me, but I was far too hungover to get prepared for any meeting at the moment. Cole and I had spent the night drinking and toasting old times, but it was obvious that I had drunk far more than my body could handle. Unlike Cole, I hadn't taken the meeting we had this morning into account when I had more than three bottles of whiskey. "Wait, it's today?" I asked as I stood lazily from where I lay. "You should have said something sooner," I said in an attempt to shift the blame from myself. I knew it was supposed to be today, but had still chosen to over drink. "What do you mean I should have said something? I've been reminding you of today for like a week now. Now stop being a child and get ready. We have less than two hours left." Cole scolded. I ignored him and made my way into the bathroom. Even if I didn't want to go to the meeting, I knew I needed to be in the right state of mind. I had too many enemies, and
Katarina"Doesn't he know we'll be closing soon?" Ella asked me the minute I walked into the kitchen with a frown on my face. "Oh he's aware of that. He's just doing this to spite me." I answered before getting ready to prep my veggies. I knew I couldn't keep anybody beyond their dismissal time because of Jerome, nobody would agree to stay back even if I asked them to. We weren't paid enough to spend even another minute past closing hours. "Good luck girl. I would have loved to stay behind and watch your little love story unfold, but I've got laundry waiting for me at home." Ella said as she packed her stuff. "There's no love story, he's just an annoying man who wouldn't leave me alone since I esc—" I paused abruptly after realizing that my rage had almost pushed me beyond my limits. A second later and I would have spilled my secrets to Ella. I loved her, and she was a great friend, but the last thing I wanted was for everyone to know that I was a runaway bride, especially when it
KylanI followed her regardless of her words. It was already past midnight, and these periods were particularly dangerous for a defenseless lady such as Lisa. It was my fault that she was still out by this time, so the least I could do was offer her some bit of protection even if she wasn't aware of it. I paused momentarily, and for a second questioned myself. Why did I care? This was the same woman who had embarrassed me on my wedding day. It clicked, I was doing this so she wouldn't get hurt. I was doing it because I wanted to make sure I was the only one who got to hurt her. I didn't want another man doing my job, and that was exactly why I was doing all of this, it wasn't because of anything else. After convincing myself that all of this was for the greater goal, I continued to follow Lisa. My protection was crucial, the last thing I wanted was for her to get kidnapped or killed before I had the chance to get my revenge, it would ruin everything. Lost in thought, I stumbled on
KatarinaI couldn't help myself, it was becoming an addiction at this point, and I just couldn't stop myself no matter how hard I tried. My mind wandered, and each time he came to my mind, I'd feel my heartbeat increase ecstatically. What was this feeling? And why couldn't I get rid of it. I managed to get it out of my mind and focus on getting home first. It was a good thing he hadn't insisted on following me right to my doorstep. Jerome was the kind of man who was stubborn to the end, and I knew I wouldn't be able to change his mind if he had decided on it. He always did what he wanted, and knew how to get on my nerves. However, those little things he did were exactly what kept me up at night. His smile as he committed those little crimes, every wrinkle on his face, I had committed them to memory, and now I couldn't stop thinking about him. Finally reaching the door, I pushed it open and entered the crowded apartment. Without wasting time, I undressed myself and immediately coll
KylanThe last thing I wanted was for Lisa to see me with another person, but Penelope had made that task impossible. We had met at the parking lot, and she had insisted on following me inside. She was a former business acquaintance of mine, and although I didn't keep friends, Penelope was someone who I had worked with, and her work was commendable. She was leaving the country tomorrow, and had insisted on spending her last hours in this city with me.At first I didn't want to allow it. Not only would it give Lisa a thread to possibly link me to Kylan, I also didn't want Penelope sticking her nose in my business. She clearly didn't know that I was once rejected on the altar by my runaway ex-bride to be. But regardless of that, it would be difficult to act so complacent with Lisa while she was around. However, on the other hand, having Penelope around might just be what I needed to get Lisa wrapped around my finger for good. I could already feel the attraction between us, she was
Katarina "I'm sorry about everything..." Kylan apologized the moment we got home. There were tears in his eyes, and he didn't fight them back. "I lost touch with reality, I was more focused on work than our relationship, I'm so sorry—" He hadn't finished when I threw my arms around him in a warm embrace, my own tears already flowing without end. I had no idea how to repay him at this point, and I genuinely couldn't think of being mad at him anymore. He had saved me for the thousandth time. "T..thank you so much.." I cried while sniffing back tears. I couldn't even be mad at him for everything, not now, not after what had just happened. If he hadn't shown up when he did, there was no telling what would have happened to me. My own parents had betrayed me, I had been a fool for thinking that they would change, and I had been greatly disappointed. All they wanted was money, and to them I was nothing but a means of getting that money. I didn't matter to them as long as money wasn'
Kylan While my men surrounded the building and handled Diana's henchmen, I went in to search for Katarina. It took a while, slinking through the chaos and searching from room to another. However, after ten long minutes, I finally found her and called out the second I recognized her petite figure. "Kylan!" She cried, jumping up from the couch to throw herself into my arms. Fresh sobs shook her slight frame as she clung tightly to me, but I could tell that these were tears of happiness. "Get away from him, you bitch," Diana snarled and made to take a step forward, only to find herself staring down the barrel of the gun I had taken from one of my guards earlier. "If you take a single step from that spot Diana, I swear to God I will paint this room red with your blood." She froze there, her body stiff as a board and her eyes wide with shock at the sheer vitriol in my voice. That was when I saw the terror slowly creeping into her expression. Her arms sagged helplessly at her sid
Kylan David paused in the middle of his words and stared at me with eyes full of reservations and curiosity. Even though it was dark in the room, I could practically see the gears turning in his mind behind those blue eyes of his. The amount I was offering was not something he was not used to receiving for a job, but the only jobs that involved that kind of money were the ones that carried a very substantial amount of risks. Eventually he sighed and waved for me to follow behind him. The eccentric man made his way through the dark house with the ease of someone who knew every inch of this place very well. I simply followed right behind him to avoid any accidents until we reached the basement where the hub of his activities was located. He sat down on his chair and leveled me with a dead serious glare. "You know, in all the time I've known you, I've always thought of you as some insanely dangerous individual, someone incapable of losing their cool, who is somehow able to kee
Kylan My first thought was to return back to the location I had just come from. In Katarina's letter, she had mentioned that she was going back to her parents, to wait for me until I would come for her. But I had met Ann just a while ago, and the woman basically swore to me that she had no idea where her daughter was. She did not even give any indication of having seen Katarina recently. As everything was simply not adding up, I decided to follow my thoughts and drove back all the way to the house. The moment I turned into the street, I realized that the blue car that had been parked in front of the house when I had been there previously, was now missing. I rushed out of my own car and raced up to the house. Yelling out their names, I banged my fist on the wooden door several times. As soon as I realized that I was not going to get an answer, I drew back a bit and slammed the bottom of my foot on the door, right near the handle. The lock mechanism shattered at the well placed
Kylan Even though I could understand the reason why Katarina would run away from me again, I failed to accept any of the things Diana had said. Katarina's love had been real, and so were my feelings for her. I just could not accept that it was all a lie. I knew I had lost her once before, back when I had been too short-sighted to see past my own needs and wants. But she helped me move past that, and I found myself finally able to truly love someone. That was why I knew with certainty that she would not abandon me so recklessly, even though I had failed to give her the attention she wanted. As I made up my mind and left my room to enter the hallway, I glanced down at the closed door to the guestroom that was just at the end of the passage. Diana was still inside, and I could hear the sound of the shower which meant she would not be out anytime soon. Besides, I was fairly certain that she would not be happy with me putting myself through so much for someone that left me on her
Katarina Mama immediately broke down in tears at the sight of me, and now I felt bad for not coming to visit or reaching out to them sooner. She seemed genuinely concerned for me, and it was clear that the mere sight of me had driven her to tears. Was I the bad one for not calling them, for running away without saying anything? It definitely felt like it, but I managed to push those thoughts away. "Is it really you? Is this you, Kat?" My mother questioned as she reached for my face, slowly caressing and feeling it with her feeble hands. "It's me, mother. There's no need to be afraid, I'm not a ghost." I replied, before gently pushing her hand away from my face. It definitely felt good to see her after all this while. We had our differences, but she was still my mother, and there was nothing I could do to change that. "Why did you leave? Why did you run away, I had been so worried." She cried as she gently allowed me into the house. Memories of my childhood and all the time
Kylan Diana answered the call on the second ring, and I gave her a short explanation of the situation. The more I tried to say, the more it seemed as if my heart was about to shatter within my chest. I ended up leaving the call halfway when my voice began to waver, my grief pushing me to tears that I had not shed in as long as I remember. I sat there, as lifeless as a stone statue, with a multitude of thoughts flashing through my mind. No matter how I looked at the situation, I could only see the many ways I had fallen short of the things I should have done. But there were all the things I had failed at. Everything had been going so well before now, so how could I have made such a terrible oversight? Had my determination to make everything right caused me to be blind to what had been right in front of me? I honestly had no idea how long it took Diana to arrive. I was so out of it that I barely even heard the front door open and close. She called out my name twice, but I had n
KylanAt some point, I was starting to wonder if these papers were somehow multiplying when I wasn't looking. I had already long lost count of the number of hours I had spent behind this desk, working my mind and body to their limits in an effort to get through the files on my desk. It was probably late by now, and I had lost track of time. But yet, as I looked at the stacks across the black wooden surface, it was as if I had yet to make a single dent. I looked down at the document right in front of me, a complex ledger that was detailing a pending transaction of a high enough level of importance that it required the signature of the highest power in the company. I quickly read through it, putting my advanced processing skills obtained through hundreds of hours of effort and experience. It did not take me long to go through the entire document, finding it suitable before I moved to sign at the right places. Just before I could pick up the next document, my phone lit up with
Katarina Once again I was left alone at home. I had listened and heard when Kylan left the house, and shortly after Diana's car drove out of the premises. I was left alone once more, and had completely lost appetite for the food before me. It was becoming exhausting sitting around all day and doing nothing. And thanks to Kylan always being out every time, I hadn't even had the opportunity to discuss my decision to start working. I got out of my room to return the food back to the kitchen. The smell had begun to make me feel nauseous, and I didn't want that anymore. Bored, I toured the house, moving from room to room and checking out anything that caught my attention. However, it was not enough. The clock was ticking especially slow today, and it was slowly driving me insane. Left with no other choice, I dressed up and left the house for the first time in a while. I needed it, being held up in one place was definitely not good for my physical and mental health. I was