As I lay on the cold ground, in the middle of the woods. I wonder how my life came to this. I was a good person... somewhat. But for some reason even though I try, good things never happen to me. I’ve done all I could do to change into the person my parents would be proud of. I guess that won't be happening now as I lay slowly dying. My vision becomes blurry from the loss of blood. I press my hand on my stomach to control the bleeding. But it's no use, I'm going to die. There was so much in life that I wasn’t able to do considering the position I was in. I stared up at the night sky watching the stars twinkle. It's almost peaceful. I start coughing up blood. I turn my head to the side to prevent me from choking. I look at the dead body laying next to me. After years he finally got what he deserved. Funny thing was that I could’ve ended this game of cat and mouse a long time ago but for some reason I enjoyed it. I'm glad I’m dying because I don’t have to worry about what I should do with my life now that it's all over.
I'm happy that I lived to see him die. He deserved it. But I envy him. Why did he get a fast painless death? He deserved to suffer. Why couldn't I have a quick death instead of being all pitiful bleeding out on the forest floor? Didn’t I at least deserve that? No, apparently my life was made for suffering and nothing else. Oh well, on the bright side I get to die peacefully. What more could a girl want? I'm not even sure how he's dead. One moment I'm being stabbed in the stomach and the next we both drop to the ground. If I didn't kill him, who did? I assumed that we were the only ones out here in the dense forest, guess I was wrong. Well me running and him chasing me. The possibility of some bystander wasn’t exactly on my mind at the moment.A figure appears above me. I couldn't see the person's face but I could tell it was a man. Maybe he killed this piece of shit. Hopefully he won't let me die next to him. I don’t want my body to rot next to the piece of shit.I'm not sure who he is but I'm grateful he killed Francis. Stupid ass name by the way. I think his mom hated him. Mommy issues would explain a lot. He was a horrendous looking man and the name only made it worse.no wonder the man was single, I know this because the man had been chasing me for so fucking long. I don’t think he had the time to be perusing some unfortunate woman.The stranger leaned down and picked me up. Oh so he kills the piece of shit and doesn't let me die next to him. He's gotta be the most decent person I've ever met. I would marry him strictly for him trying to save me if it wasn’t for my enevadable death. What a shame. I stare up at him trying to see any part of his face. Black dots dance across my vision as I begin to lose consciousness. A bright light shines on us making my head hurt worse. But I refused to close my eyes until I could see the man who tried to save me. He glanced down at me and I saw the beautiful face of my rescuer. He had the most remarkable forest green eyes. It quickly turned into my new favorite color, I had never seen anything like it on a person. I wish I didn’t have to die, I wanted more time to know this man. I would be happy if all I got was a name that’s all I was asking for but the fates had another plan for me. He had a strong jawline, face completely clear of any signs of blemishes and perfectly golden skin. Even the small frown he gave me didn’t deter from his attractiveness. Maybe it's from the blood loss encouraging these thoughts but he was absolutely perfect. I couldn’t resist the urge to reach up and place my hand on his cheek. He was taken aback and a look of confusion appeared on his devilishly handsome features. As if he couldn’t understand why I needed to touch him. I giggled and brushed my fingers over the crease of his eyebrows “Please don’t frown, you’re too beautiful for that and it'll give you wrinkles.” A small smirk twitched on the side of his lips before disappearing. They looked so soft and I would give anything to feel them against my own. I traced my thumb over his bottom lip smiling. “Thank you.” I wish I could say more but the darkness took over as I lost consciousness. The last thing I saw were those green eyes shining with worry.I'm surrounded by fluffy clouds. Is this what heaven is like? Then the pain sinks in. I open my eyes and try to sit up but the pain in my stomach stops me. Shit I’m not dead, why am I still alive? I look down and I'm in a sports bra with a bandage wrapped around me. I noticed a beeping noise and noticed I was hooked up to hospital equipment. Strangely, I wasn't in a hospital. Where am I? The room screams expensive. White walls with gold and red accents. The bedding I was currently in was white, which was a horrible interior design. You’re not supposed to have white sheets, everyone knows that as it was like a universal law. A flat screen TV was mounted to the wall in front of me and to my left a desk was placed next to a window that was letting the rays of sunshine in the room, On the same side of the room there were two doors probably leading to the bathroom and closet and on the left another door that probably led out of the room. Where the fuck did I just wake up in, the land of o
Grayson left and came back with a kit to take our blood. I was hesitant to let him near me with the needle but he said that their doctor taught him how to do it. That should’ve made me feel better except he had just learned it five minutes before he wanted to stick me. I was also terrified of what his touch felt like but when he came in contact it was warm and I relaxed. I didn’t understand how I could wake up and suddenly be able to feel someone else’s skin and not freak out. None of this made any sense.They didn't want to bring anyone else in the room in case I wasn't the right girl. They didn’t want to get anyone’s hopes up. So they told the man that they needed to do a DNA test but didnt tell them who’s blood it was. Now we were waiting on Grayson to come back with the test results. I was so fucking nervous. If I was the right Asena then everything I’ve ever known was a lie. My mom, my dad, who I was, it would all be fake. Although I wasn’t sure which was worse, being the Asena i
It's been three weeks since they have found me. I've stayed in my room for a lot of the time while the guys worked. Thankfully when they were home Cassius would bring me downstairs and we would find something to do. They are actually pretty cool and we get along well. Ace is still a dick face and doesn't say much to me so I've been hanging out with Cassius and Grayson. They were really fun to be around and were extremely flirty. Always touching me discreetly. Just a caress here and there and always saying sexual things. They made it their mission to make me blush but I never did. Instead when they would make a slide comment I returned it with blunt innuendos. Grayson once asked me if I wanted some of his sausage during breakfast one night and I replied with ‘Depends, I prefer big cocks that push up against my cervix’. Ace literally spit his food out across the island and it landed on my plate. Now we said things like that at every meal we had with him. Surprisingly he kept coming to e
I was sitting in their library staring at the flames when Ace walked over and handed me a drink. I sipped it thinking about my parents. They were amazing people, non confrontational and always happy. They didn't deserve to die the way they did. I remembered that day vividly but never looked back so I could focus on living."They were so scared that day." No one said anything. They sat on a couch slightly behind me on the left. I had moved the chair to face the fire in front of the table when we walked in here. I say I did but Grayson had to help me. It was made out of solid wood and really heavy."I'm not sure if they were afraid of dying or if they were afraid I would get hurt. They always knew how I was. They feared me at times but I loved them and they loved me. That's what kept our family together. I was always getting into fights at school with people bigger than me. Never ending well for myself. I'd come home bloody and beaten. They would clean me up and ask how and why I did wh
It was the next morning and I found Grayson in the kitchen with an older woman. My head was still spinning and my eyes hurt and so did the rest of my body. I remembered everything from last night. I'm really bipolar when I drink and the offer from Cassius wouldn’t leave my mind. It really fucked me up. It started with playful flirting and now I wanted to fuck them. "Good morning sweetie, Grayson told me that you had a wild night so I made you something to cure that nasty hangover." The woman handed me a glass with some type of green liquid in it. I leaned down to smell it."Oh no dear. Don't smell it, just throw it down the hatch. I promise you will feel better, hold your nose when you do." I held my nose and chugged the liquid. It was disgusting and I almost stopped to puke but Grayson tilted the bottle back more."That's it, drink it all." His voice was soothing. I finished it and held down my gagging when the woman came back over with some orange juice."Thank you." She was a swee
"I'm so nervous." We were standing at the front door, my grandfather on the other side. Ace put me down complaining I was heavy when I wouldn’t let him open the door. I've been standing here for the past 5 minutes, rubbing my hands together to help calm my nerves. Obviously that wasn’t working. "It's ok, everything is going to be fine. You are going to be fine." Cassius placed his hand on my shoulder and gave me an encouraging smile. At that moment I could picture us being together if I wanted to, all I had to do was give in. But I didn’t want to, I liked this little game we were playing too much. Although I could also see the same with Grayson so I really couldn’t make a decision if I wanted to. I finally mustered up the courage and opened the door and saw a tall man with black hair and brown eyes. He really doesn't look anything like me. His eyes were hard. I was expecting him to show any sign of shock or disbelief like Ace did, but instead he just looks at me. He looks a lot li
I look up into his heated gaze, those beautiful emerald eyes. We were both breathing hard and he was so close that if I inched forward our lips would meet. I could taste the whisky on his breath. "You are so fucking tempting and you eye fucking me isn't helping my self control." His voice was deep, strained and I whimpered at the sound of it. I wanted him to kiss me. Who am I kidding, I wanted more than just one kiss. "What if I wanted you to lose control?" I licked my lips and his eyes followed the movement. He took in a deep breath and closed his eyes. If I want him to kiss me I have to make the first move. I placed my hands on his stomach and glided them up to his chest. He groaned trying to keep himself together. I was awestruck that I had this kind of effect on him. "Cassius?" He opened his eyes and I could see the desire swirling around in them. He wanted me as much as I wanted him, he was just better at hiding it than I was. "Yeah?" I slid my hands up to his shoulders and t
It's been a week since I met Gio and I've sorta gotten into a routine. Ace got me a new phone, I hadn't had one since this all started. When the guys were off doing god knows what, I either watched tv, on tik tok, read in the library or walked around outside. I'm currently in the library listening to music, lost in my thoughts. That was until Cassius walked in. We haven't seen much of each other lately as shit was stirring with the Russians. I turned off my ear buds and took them out of my ears."Hey.” He leaned down and placed a kiss on my cheek.“Hi little flame. Come with me.” He held out his hand and I took it, letting him lead me outside. Grayson and Ace were standing there waiting for me.“What’s going on?” Ace threw his arm over my shoulder pulling me away from the two men.“I have a little surprise for you, they just wanted to tag along. I see you took my advice.” I elbowed him in the ribs for teasing me. He led me out to the training grounds and to a small shed-like building.