Greatest Pleasure

twenty five - nope

Stormi's pov
😏😏😏 Mature readers.

My heart is racing as I walk up the stairs. Each step is like standing on top of a drum making the loud bang as I head up.

When I reach Kadens room, I fall to the floor and cry. The past is replaying in my head over and over.

I remember the terrified feeling from years ago.

Then Kadens face appears.

Not only is he the head of the cartel but he's a murderer. Every night he goes to work, he's actually murdering people.

That's why he takes showers at night.

I thought he cheated.

This is worse than cheating right?

As much as I should be scared, I ain't.

As much as I should hate him, I don't.

Kaden is amazingly sweet.

Kaden is my safe haven.

Kaden is where home is.

What he does, doesn't change who he is when he's with me.

Right? Right?

I wipe away the tears that has fallen and drag myself to the bathroom. There's absolutely no way I can sleep now.

I stand underneath the water. Letting the hot water melt away the stress and anxiety I'm feeling.

I eventually sit down in the tub with my knees pulled up to my chest and I rest my head on my knees as I close my eyes.

The water is running over me, relaxing each muscle.

What am I going to do?

Can I even do anything about this?

I can't tell Kaden what to do.

And, what about "my parents"?

Are they even alive?

Most importantly, why did they leave me?

And how does everyone in my past life have any thing to do with it?

I roll my eyes. So much for a distraction.

I quickly wash my hair and body. I shave before throwing a towel around my body and walking into Kadens closet.

I grab underwear and one of his big shirts.

After I get dressed, clean the bathroom and brush my teeth, I head downstairs into the kitchen.

My heart melt into emojis when I see all the good things inside the freezer. I've never looked in here because Kadens chef always cooks for us.

I've lived here for over a month and never been inside the fridge.

That sounds pathetic.