Silas gently wiped my cut clean. The silence between us didn't made me feel good. Not good at all. I could see anger in his eyes. His taut muscles was screaming of the rage he was trying to keep at bay. The coat he draped around me while I fell asleep on him was still snuggling to my shivering frame. I bit my lips when he pressed the band-aid firmly before pulling himself back. "Are you hurt anywhere else?" He asked me gently, and I shook my head. My back was aching. Ethan had slammed me against the hall pretty harshly. "I am fine. How did you find me?" I asked him softly, and he let out a sigh, grabbing me by my arm and turned me around. I opened my mouth to tell him I was really fine but he silenced me by removing the coat from my body and rolling up my shirt, making me flush. I saw his eyes darkening when they fell on my back. I knew he slammed me pretty harshly, I know his man dragged me around and pushed me on the floor cruelly, but I had no idea Silas' eyes would flash so dan
Silas pov"Why don't you catch some sleep, or watch something? I need to take care of something. I'll be late." I said, looking at Bella, who looked at me with her brown eyes. The warmest and most beautiful pair of eyes I had ever seen. The eyes that held warmth of dark coffee, the eyes that hold the love of universe. I never found anyone's eyes as fascinating as her eyes. Like whiskey, her eyes holds intoxication, ready to inebriate me. Make me lose my sanity. But isn't that what she does always? Make me insane? Kissing her forehead, I walked out of the room. I had to take care of something. Someone. Or rather some psychopaths. Buttoning up my shirt, I rolled the sleeves of my shirt, tucking my favorite gun in the waistband of my pants before kicking open the dungeons. Everybody bowed slightly as I walked past them. I was livid. Anger, rage, hatred, they were all way too small words to describe what I was feeling from within. They dared to hurt my Bella. My girl. The girl I treasu
Silas povEven after I was done with him, Ethan had no ounce of regret or fear in his eyes. If anything, he was looking at me with a smile. A smile that was mocking me, telling me how I failed to induce fear inside him. I wanted to beat him more, I wanted to beat him until his body couldn't take it, but I wouldn't have seen fear in his eyes. He was about to pass out from the pain. Martin pulled me back when I was about to lose my control. "Control yourself, Silas. You'll kill him." Martin hissed at me, and I closed my eyes to calm myself down. True, I needed to control myself. I can't kill him now. I won't kill him until he regrets everything he did to my Bella. I won't kill him until he begs on his knees for mercy. "Call the doctor. Make sure they treat them. I need them fine to deal with them again. I will make sure they regret everything. Every fucking thing, Martin." I said, and Martin nodded his head, looking at Ethan and Peter. "Don't worry, they will recover beautifully to b
"Did Ethan ever touch you, Bella?" Silas asked me, gently caressing the side of my naked waist. I shivered under his feathery touch. But his words made my heart pound for several reasons. I licked my lips, letting out a shuddered breath when he moved down to kiss my belly, just above the navel. I fisted the sheets under my body, closing my eyes. Shaking my head, I forced my eyes open to look at him. "Why? Does it change anything between us, Silas?" I asked him, my voice came out stronger than I thought it would come out. And his fingers stopped tracing my body. My skin lost the touch of his lips. But then his lips curled up in a smile as he inched closer to me. His eyes bored into mine, intensely. His fingers curled under my chin, lifting my face, forcing me to look into his dark eyes. I gulped when he leaned closer to me. His clothed body touching my almost naked ones. The soft fabric of his shirt caressed my skin, making me tremble under him. "It will. I will kiss every part of
"Mr. Kingsley is calling you inside his cabin with the new project file." Silas' secretary said to me, and I closed my eyes, rubbing my forehead. Getting up from my desk, I smiled at his secretary. "Thank you, I will go and see him. Is there anything else he asked me to bring?" I asked her, and she shook her head, typing something on her phone. "Oh, nothing else. And please be quick. His mood is not very pleasant." She quickly added, flashing me a sympathetic smile and I curbed down my urge to roll my eyes. He was always in his brooding personality outside his bedroom. Nodding my head, I grabbed the file he asked me to get, even though I knew he didn't want the file. My heels clicked against the floor as I started walking. I knocked on his door thrice before opening it and walking inside. And there he was. Sitting behind the table, dressed in one of his business suits, clinging to his body. I swallowed down the emotions that formed inside me when I looked at him and smiled profess
Martin smirked at us as he walked inside Silas' cabin royally, with a teasing smile plastered on his face. While I was embarrassed, and feeling shy, because I knew that Martin knows what were to doing inside the locked doors. But unlike me, Silas looked annoyed and ready to kill his best-friend. "Did I interrupt anything?" Martin asked, making him comfortable on the chair and Silas glared at him. "Oh, you did. Couldn't you have waited for a couple of minutes when you found the cabin was locked from inside?" Silas said, rubbing his forehead, and Martin burst out laughing, shaking his head. "Aw man, look at you, looking pissed off just because you couldn't get laid—""Oh my God! Shut up, Martin." I mumbled against my palms as I buried my face in them, and Martin flashed us an unapologetic smile, rolling his shoulders back, almost looking proud of himself. "Okay, okay, no need to glare at me, Silas. I will shut up. I just came here because Felix wanted to go out to be a part of a cam
We could hear soft songs playing when we reached the venue. Sound of people laughing and guitar playing filled my ears when we stepped down the car. I had never been to a campfire event before. "Silas, Miss Murphy." I heard familiar voice of Martin from behind us and a smile formed on my face as I watched him and his boyfriend, Felix standing there. Felix looked at us shyly, waving his right hand at us, but didn't move from his place. He was standing close to Martin. I had met him once but still he looked shy as the first time we met. But then I realized it was not because of me that Felix was feeling shy. It was the intimidating aura of Silas Kingsley that was making Felix shy. "Hello, Felix. How are you? And how is your sister now?" I asked him softly, and Felix shrugged his shoulders, his fingers tugging on the hem of the hoodie he was wearing. "She is doing..... better now. Yeah, better. Thank you for your help that day, Miss Murphy." Felix replied to me, and I shook my head,
"Long time, no see, brother. I missed you." The painfully and cruelly familiar voice made me increase my grip on Silas' arms. My history with the man wasn't so pleasant. The man who was Silas' cousin, unfortunately. I remember my teenage years and childhood. He always loved to mock me. He loved it to bully me, remind me of the financially difference between our families and how I could never reach his level, which was true in some sense, I could never reach his level. He was a freaking low life. "Oh, little Murphy is also here. I see you are back to the town and back with my cousin." He said, smiling viciously at me. Before I could have reacted, Silas turned around to glare at him. It would be safe to admit that Silas and his cousin, Logan, hated each other with passion. Logan was obsessed with Silas for many reasons. And Logan's hatred for me ignited Silas' hatred for him. And that in turn made him hate me more. But Logan was evil. A power-centered man who cared about nothing but
"Now listen to me very carefully, Bella. You will not come out of here until Martin or I come to get you. Do you hear me. You and Felix will stay here together. And I mean it, Bella. You will not go against me this time." He said, kissing my forehead, and I looked at him with wide eyes. "You even sound like him." I whispered, touching his face, and Silas closed his eyes for a second. "You got drugged on a very wrong time, sweetheart. Felix stay with her and don't let her get out or do something stupid, please." I heard Silas' doppelganger say to the curly-haired boy, who nodded his head. But I could see traces of fear in his eyes as well."Are we playing hostages here?" I asked them, and Martin let out a sigh, turning around to look at his boyfriend. "Stay here until any of us come to get you. And take care of this one. Hm?" He said to his boyfriend, pressing the back of his neck in assurance and I felt it was cute. They both looked cute together. "Can I play the badass shooter pl
We were eating food when Silas' phone rang again. He let out a sigh and answered the call. I could see the frustration clear as day in his eyes when he spoke to the other person. With every passing moment, I could feel the faint music playing in the background getting distant. I was suddenly feeling very hot from inside. "Veronica got shot today." Silas said, and I looked at him. Veronica was one of the shooters Silas had, and the best he had. I felt bad for her. I had just met her twice or thrice. She was a very friendly and sweet person. I was feeling bad for her. But I couldn't stop the giggles that escaped my lips. And Silas' eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. And when I tried narrowing my eyes like him, I saw him multiplying, and I giggled again. "There are two of you! Look, Silas one, and Silas two. And both of you are looking so... so cute." I said, pinching his cheeks, which somehow was not his cheeks but his nose. "Bella, are you okay?" He as
"Long time, no see, brother. I missed you." The painfully and cruelly familiar voice made me increase my grip on Silas' arms. My history with the man wasn't so pleasant. The man who was Silas' cousin, unfortunately. I remember my teenage years and childhood. He always loved to mock me. He loved it to bully me, remind me of the financially difference between our families and how I could never reach his level, which was true in some sense, I could never reach his level. He was a freaking low life. "Oh, little Murphy is also here. I see you are back to the town and back with my cousin." He said, smiling viciously at me. Before I could have reacted, Silas turned around to glare at him. It would be safe to admit that Silas and his cousin, Logan, hated each other with passion. Logan was obsessed with Silas for many reasons. And Logan's hatred for me ignited Silas' hatred for him. And that in turn made him hate me more. But Logan was evil. A power-centered man who cared about nothing but
We could hear soft songs playing when we reached the venue. Sound of people laughing and guitar playing filled my ears when we stepped down the car. I had never been to a campfire event before. "Silas, Miss Murphy." I heard familiar voice of Martin from behind us and a smile formed on my face as I watched him and his boyfriend, Felix standing there. Felix looked at us shyly, waving his right hand at us, but didn't move from his place. He was standing close to Martin. I had met him once but still he looked shy as the first time we met. But then I realized it was not because of me that Felix was feeling shy. It was the intimidating aura of Silas Kingsley that was making Felix shy. "Hello, Felix. How are you? And how is your sister now?" I asked him softly, and Felix shrugged his shoulders, his fingers tugging on the hem of the hoodie he was wearing. "She is doing..... better now. Yeah, better. Thank you for your help that day, Miss Murphy." Felix replied to me, and I shook my head,
Martin smirked at us as he walked inside Silas' cabin royally, with a teasing smile plastered on his face. While I was embarrassed, and feeling shy, because I knew that Martin knows what were to doing inside the locked doors. But unlike me, Silas looked annoyed and ready to kill his best-friend. "Did I interrupt anything?" Martin asked, making him comfortable on the chair and Silas glared at him. "Oh, you did. Couldn't you have waited for a couple of minutes when you found the cabin was locked from inside?" Silas said, rubbing his forehead, and Martin burst out laughing, shaking his head. "Aw man, look at you, looking pissed off just because you couldn't get laid—""Oh my God! Shut up, Martin." I mumbled against my palms as I buried my face in them, and Martin flashed us an unapologetic smile, rolling his shoulders back, almost looking proud of himself. "Okay, okay, no need to glare at me, Silas. I will shut up. I just came here because Felix wanted to go out to be a part of a cam
"Mr. Kingsley is calling you inside his cabin with the new project file." Silas' secretary said to me, and I closed my eyes, rubbing my forehead. Getting up from my desk, I smiled at his secretary. "Thank you, I will go and see him. Is there anything else he asked me to bring?" I asked her, and she shook her head, typing something on her phone. "Oh, nothing else. And please be quick. His mood is not very pleasant." She quickly added, flashing me a sympathetic smile and I curbed down my urge to roll my eyes. He was always in his brooding personality outside his bedroom. Nodding my head, I grabbed the file he asked me to get, even though I knew he didn't want the file. My heels clicked against the floor as I started walking. I knocked on his door thrice before opening it and walking inside. And there he was. Sitting behind the table, dressed in one of his business suits, clinging to his body. I swallowed down the emotions that formed inside me when I looked at him and smiled profess
"Did Ethan ever touch you, Bella?" Silas asked me, gently caressing the side of my naked waist. I shivered under his feathery touch. But his words made my heart pound for several reasons. I licked my lips, letting out a shuddered breath when he moved down to kiss my belly, just above the navel. I fisted the sheets under my body, closing my eyes. Shaking my head, I forced my eyes open to look at him. "Why? Does it change anything between us, Silas?" I asked him, my voice came out stronger than I thought it would come out. And his fingers stopped tracing my body. My skin lost the touch of his lips. But then his lips curled up in a smile as he inched closer to me. His eyes bored into mine, intensely. His fingers curled under my chin, lifting my face, forcing me to look into his dark eyes. I gulped when he leaned closer to me. His clothed body touching my almost naked ones. The soft fabric of his shirt caressed my skin, making me tremble under him. "It will. I will kiss every part of
Silas povEven after I was done with him, Ethan had no ounce of regret or fear in his eyes. If anything, he was looking at me with a smile. A smile that was mocking me, telling me how I failed to induce fear inside him. I wanted to beat him more, I wanted to beat him until his body couldn't take it, but I wouldn't have seen fear in his eyes. He was about to pass out from the pain. Martin pulled me back when I was about to lose my control. "Control yourself, Silas. You'll kill him." Martin hissed at me, and I closed my eyes to calm myself down. True, I needed to control myself. I can't kill him now. I won't kill him until he regrets everything he did to my Bella. I won't kill him until he begs on his knees for mercy. "Call the doctor. Make sure they treat them. I need them fine to deal with them again. I will make sure they regret everything. Every fucking thing, Martin." I said, and Martin nodded his head, looking at Ethan and Peter. "Don't worry, they will recover beautifully to b
Silas pov"Why don't you catch some sleep, or watch something? I need to take care of something. I'll be late." I said, looking at Bella, who looked at me with her brown eyes. The warmest and most beautiful pair of eyes I had ever seen. The eyes that held warmth of dark coffee, the eyes that hold the love of universe. I never found anyone's eyes as fascinating as her eyes. Like whiskey, her eyes holds intoxication, ready to inebriate me. Make me lose my sanity. But isn't that what she does always? Make me insane? Kissing her forehead, I walked out of the room. I had to take care of something. Someone. Or rather some psychopaths. Buttoning up my shirt, I rolled the sleeves of my shirt, tucking my favorite gun in the waistband of my pants before kicking open the dungeons. Everybody bowed slightly as I walked past them. I was livid. Anger, rage, hatred, they were all way too small words to describe what I was feeling from within. They dared to hurt my Bella. My girl. The girl I treasu