I moved slowly deliberately and unsteadily down the dark hallway. My body was still burning from Avas ghost touch and my mind was still spinning. How in the hell had I become affected? I was out of control. Totally. I was always in charge of my behavior feelings and impulses. I had yelled however as soon as I saw her standing there staring at me with those wide unsure eyes.I felt like something had broken inside of me when she gasped and her lips opened just a little in shock. I then gave her a kiss. It wasnt just a kiss. I gobbled her up. I got to my door and combed my hair in frustration. Before pushing the door open and slamming it behind me my fingers balled into a fist.Though the sound reverberated throughout the room it was insufficient to block out my thoughts. With a groan I leaned against the door and closed my eyes. I had to stop thinking about her. I had to force myself to ignore the memories of how she tasted how her breath caught when I pressed harder on her lips and ho
As soon as Alexander was gone I fell onto my bed and buried my face in my hands. My lips—God my lips still tingled from his kiss—my breath was still erratic and my heart was still pounding. I was embarrassed. However I was unable to ignore the reality at the same moment. I had given him a kiss. Furthermore I had desired it. I didnt fully understand the part of me that had yearned for a mans touch. I let him consume me and melted into him forgetting everything else for those fleeting moments.With a moan I leaned back against the headboard and pressed my fingers to my temples. Why in the world was I acting this way? I ought not to have permitted that to occur. The instant he leaned in and his lips touched mine I should have shoved him away. However I hadnt. He got what he wanted—no we both got what I had stood there and let him have.I traced the area where his mouth had been with my fingers to my lips. I could almost feel him there lingering and asserting. His hands holding me as tho
The sound of my phone buzzing sharply cut through the quiet of my room and vibrated against the bed. I wrapped a towel around my waist and exited the restroom steam curling behind me. I strode over to pick up the device dripping water from my hair onto my bare shoulders.A name appeared on the screen. Cole. my personal investigator. Quietly I hoped he had some good news. However I had a feeling that whatever he was going to say would be beneficial. I responded right away. "You have something tell me?"Coles tone was tinged with the satisfaction of a job well done and his voice was clear. "I have a lot more than that. I am in possession of everything." My heartbeat intensified. "Proceed." "Liam —where he goes what he does and who he hangs out with. He is constantly being watched."A slow smile pulled at my lip corner. "And?" "A penthouse is where he resides. luxurious confidential and safe. However he is not by himself. . . "A pause.I gripped the phone more tightly. “Ava?" With an
The darkness encircled me oppressive and dense. The sheets coiled around my body like shackles and the bed beneath me felt far away but I was immobile. I was confined. A sharp sound faint at first but getting louder reverberated in my mind.Let it drip.Pour. Let it drip. I was standing in a long deserted hospital hallway when my eyes opened—inside the dream. The white sterile walls extended indefinitely on either side and the harsh fluorescent lights flickered overhead. A chill ran down my spine as the chilly air pressed against my skin. Something metallic hung beneath the familiar antiseptic smell that filled my lungs. Blood. The steady rhythmic sound of dripping water grew louder hammering at my skull. Water was absent though.Only silence was heard. Then—action. A door at the far end of the hallway creaked open. My throat tightened with breath. Fiona. She entered the gloomy light radiant and complete. Her delicate features were unaffected by illness and her dark hair fell in ge
The floor of the bedroom was streaked with gold as the morning light came in through the curtains. However warmth did nothing to relieve the cold burden on my chest. The agonizing relics of the nightmare continued to replay in my head. The tears of Ava. the shot. the blood.With a sharp exhale I wiped my face. My head ached and a dull lingering migraine was developing behind my eyes. The visions that wouldnt go away had robbed the sleep. Air was what I needed. After hauling myself from bed I put on a shirt and went into the hallway. I felt the mansions eerie stillness as it encircled me in silence. Too little noise was made. Until—. the slight rumbling of motion. Before I could think my feet dragged me to the kitchen. The air smelled of something savory and fresh herbs as I got closer. Softly the rhythmic sound of a knife striking a cutting board reverberated.I stopped as I rounded a corner. Standing at the kitchen counter Ava chopped tomatoes with a practiced ease her dark hair loo
I woke up in a comfortable bed with the aroma of water and herbs still permeating the room. My body hurt but after the maids cleaned me up I felt so light. The tension was somewhat reduced by the warmth of the robe they had put on me but my heart's worries persisted. I had to see Caden. I had to explain everything.The situation that had developed between Ivy and me wasn't what she had said. I did not intentionally hurt her. He and I needed to talk. I couldn't bear the thought of him doubting me. I struggled to get out of the mattress. As I limped toward the door I winced because my legs were weak.Every step felt like it required more effort than the last but I continued driving down the quiet hallway while listening to the Packhouse remote. I could almost feel the silence as I passed through the packhouse. Although the thought of seeing Caden again made my heart race I was unable to stop myself at this point. I was forced to confront him. I had to help him understand. I paused when
I crawled into the nook of the bed, my knees drawn as much as my chest, and I let myself fall into the softness of the sheets.The room felt so massive and empty, more like my heart. It felt like everything had fallen apart in that one second when I noticed Caden with Ivy. The sound of my heart breaking echoed in my chest, and all I should do was to cry.Tears soaked my cheeks as I buried my face in my arms. My shoulders shook with every sob, and that i couldn’t stop it. I desired to scream, to run away from all of it, but where would i go? What would I do? there has been no escaping the harm inside me.I thought that I might want to consider him. I concept that everything he had said to me, each promise he had made, turned real. But now… now it felt like it changed into a lie.I wiped my face with my sleeve, but the tears simply kept coming. They wouldn’t stop, regardless of how awful it felt,I tried to hold them again. I felt so weak, so small.I ran my hand down my frame, feeling t
Tightening Caden's robe around my body I sat at the mattress with a tiny smile tugging at the corner of my mouth. I tried to hide the elation that welled up inside of me by twirling a lock of hair around my finger.Emerald had witnessed our moment. She had witnessed us together and that was precisely what I desired. I wanted her to realize that Caden was now mine and no matter how hard she tried she should never have him.My smile expanded as I heard the door creak open. There he was.Caden. His dark face and angry eyes were fixed on him as he stood in the doorway. I was unable to control the shiver of pleasure in my chest. This only marked the start.Caden said sharply "Ivy you shouldn't have done that." I feigned confusion by raising an eyebrow. With a harmless gamble I asked "What do you mean?. I didn't do anything wrong.""You know exactly what I mean," he yelled.His fingers were clenched at his sides as he approached me. "You were aware of her reactions. You were aware of the co
Ava tried to make sense of everything that had just been revealed while sitting up on the bed with the cozy blanket wrapped around her shoulders. She had questions she wasnt yet able to answer and her mind was racing with ideas. Beside her Alex was fiddling with his hands,his movements deliberate and composed as if he hadnt just thrown a bombshell into her life.The news had arrived too quickly for her to process. With the shock still weighing heavily on her she looked down at her hands. She had possessed everything including cars mansions and opulent items that she had never given much thought to.How was it possible that she had forgotten everything? How had she not questioned the pricey suitcase the designer clothes the watches with jewels on them? Ava felt her heart racing. Before the mishap she was wealthy. It had all belonged to her. Her world had been so different—so straightforward—prior to the accident but that seemed impossible didnt it?Her life had been a fresh start a cle
With my heart racing I hastily sat up. I needed to know what Alex had said because it was significant and made the room feel heavier. In a curious yet nervous tone I asked “What is it Alex?” My gaze locked with his seeking clarification. He paused his brow furrowed as if he was still considering how best to phrase it. He sighed though and then reached for his phone which had been left on the floor next to his pants.After fumbling with it for a moment he extended it toward me. Anxiety fluttering in my stomach I took the phone from him. Whatever information he was about to show me or whatever was displayed on the screen had to be significant. As soon as I looked down my eyes locked onto the picture that occupied the screen. An expansive stunning estate was depicted in the image it was an amazing property that would have appeared in a luxury publication.Large and contemporary, the mansion was tucked away in a beautiful setting. It was amazing. I was drawn to more than just the esta
Under the sheets we lay with our bodies entangled and the warmth of his skin against mine brought me a sense of calm that I hadnt experienced in a while. My hair was softly smoothed by Alex's hand which was reassuring and gentle.For a while neither of us spoke because we were both absorbed in the moment. The gentle rhythm of his breathing and the steady rise and fall of his chest felt perfect at that moment. There was no hurry or sense of urgency. The outside world was irrelevant for once. We were connected in silence in that bed and that was all that mattered. And I allowed myself to enjoy it for the first time in a long time. I just let myself be. His arm grew tighter around me drawing me in closer as his warmth enveloped me. Both of us were silently lying there absorbed in our own thoughts. Eventually though I felt compelled to speak up. I gently moved raising my head off his chest and uttered “It feels good you know? I never realized how much I needed this.”I needed something
Ava gasped when I gave her a gentle but startled kiss. As I moved more slowly and intensified the kiss tasting her lips as though this was the only thing that mattered my heart pounded in my chest.Her hands arched into me hesitant at first then more confident as if she too was giving in to the sensation to the connection we were sharing in that delicate moment. Every inch of my body seemed to react to hers with a surge of heat building up in my chest. Feeling the warmth of her body against mine I pulled her closer as I slid my hands around her back.There was a sense of urgency and desperation but there was also tenderness and something more profound than simple desire. Her body pressing against mine and her leaning into me as though she couldnt get close enough made it seem like the distance between us had always been too great and too far away but now we were closing it and drawing each other closer in a way I hadnt anticipated.But then I pulled back a little breathing in short ga
The cool metal of the door pressed against my fingers as I stood there with my hand hovering over the knob. With deliberate slowness I knocked again. A faint sound of footsteps approached the shuffle of an indecisive uncertain person.The anticipation was palpable and my heart was racing in my chest. When the door creaked open she was standing there. Ava. I was surprised for a moment. She had changed in appearance.Her long curly hair had been chopped short and her head was lowered, her eyes averted from mine. She appeared to have done it quickly because the strands were unkempt and uneven.This stood in sharp contrast to the woman I remembered who had always exuded elegance. I kept wondering what had happened and what had prompted her to take such a drastic action.I could see it right away when she finally raised her head to face me: the redness in her eyes the faint quiver in her lip. She had shed tears. The sight caused my chest to tighten. I was unnerved by it in a surprising way
I sat looking at my reflection in the mirror. I was unable to fully comprehend the whirlpool of memories feelings and ideas in my head. Something significant that had once belonged to me seemed to be just out of reach.However just like the warmth that was once mine it slipped away each time I attempted to grasp it. I looked back at the woman in the mirror and blinked. I wasnt entirely sure who she was. It appeared as though she was carrying a burden she was unable to get rid of as her eyes were worn out and aloof.Even though I didnt really know her I knew that I couldnt keep acting in this way. I couldnt keep looking in the mirror and wondering who I was before. I had to alter my behavior. I didnt know exactly how but I had to take charge. With the exception of a slight nighttime hum the room was quiet. I reached into my drawer and took out a pair of scissors.I spent a lot of time staring at them almost mesmerized by the blades gleam. Cutting off the previous version of myself seem
As Liam and his fiancée finished their dinner I observed them standing up and gathering their belongings as their conversation came to an end. They were moving in no hurry or sense of urgency it was just another night another ostentatious show of wealth and indifference to others.Observing them as they moved toward the door I got up from my seat in the corner. I was all set to go. I had to. The cool night air hit me as the door opened and I repositioned my jacket and put the earpiece back in to continue communicating with my investigator. I had to exercise caution now. Changes were occurring in the game. I waited for the appropriate time to follow Liam and his fiancée as they went outside. They appeared to be too preoccupied with one another to notice anything wrong as they made their way to the Lamborghini's parking spot.Under the restaurants lights the svelte pricey car shone as everything else in Liams life had been meticulously planned and built to dazzle. Without a word they c
I parked in a corner of the lot and looked at the classy restaurant in front of me. The location was opulent with women wearing glittering gowns and men wearing tuxedos strolling hand in hand with their heads held high. It was the type of place where the elite went to unwind make connections and block out the outside world.However this was not a place for me to relax tonight. It served as a springboard for a more significant endeavor. For a moment I stayed in the car and looked around. The level of security was strict possibly more so than I liked but I couldnt afford to make a mistake here. I had to be exact. I observed the guards positions and movements.They were well-trained and effective but if it came to that I could manage them. I straightened my shirt until it was neat crisp and free of any distractions. After inhaling deeply I got out of the car and felt the cool night air caress my skin. It seemed as though nothing could possibly go wrong within the restaurants walls as th
I stood looking out the glass walls of my piano room at the mansion. There was a lot of tension in the dark thick night. Even though the moon below were dim they were still able to illuminate the world in subdued yellow hues which allowed me to observe it without having to take part in it. I wasnt here for the evening.The tranquility that surrounded me was not something I was here to enjoy. No I was thinking of something else tonight. It was something much more bitter than discomfort that made my chest feel constricted even though my suit felt a little too tight and the fabric tugged a little as I moved.I took another look at my wristwatch. In the last few minutes I had done this far too often but I was unable to stop. The waiting seemed to go on forever with each second seeming to drag on longer than it should. I felt like the time this evening was mocking me. The knowledge of what was ahead made every moment feel heavy as if it were weighing me down.The moment had come.The sound