My Prince | 2

26 | Craving For More

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WARNING: SEX SCENE

My eyes meet with Daniel's, taking a deep breath, I walk over to him. I pat the side of his cheek, trying to wake him up, "Huh? Wha-Hazel! You came back!" I smile, but a sad one, not being prepared for what I was about to do.

"Mhm, yeah I did." I walk behind him, wrapping my arms around him,

"I-I'm really sorry Daniel." My voice breaks.

"Hazel, what are you talking about?" I kiss him on top of his head, pulling the gun out from under my shirt, I point it at his head, "Thank you Daniel, for all you have done for me." I close my eyes, "No! Hazel you don-" The gun goes off. I watch his body fall weak.

Watching the blood pour out of his head, dripping down to the floor. The door bursts open, Roman, Peter, JJ and Valentino all stand behind it. I drop the gun to the floor, my hands trembling.

I sink to the floor until I feel Roman's arms wrapped around me, "Take care of this." Carrying me bridal style out of the room, I feel my eyes start to sting, "I'm sorry! I'm so so sorry Roman. I didn't mean to do it, I-I"

"Princess, calm down." He kisses the top of my head before placing me into the passenger seat. He walks around the car, opening the door to the driver's seat, hopping in and driving off.

We're about 20-minutes in silence driving when Roman spoke, "Everything will be fine," He takes my hand in his, resting it on the centre console. "I just-I just killed my friend Roman, h-how will that be fine?"

How could I do this? What made me kill him? I'm a horrible person. "You are not a horrible person Princess" I cock an eyebrow, thinking if this man can read minds, "I don't go around killing people like you Roman!"

I see his jaw tick, his grip around the steering wheel tightened, watching his knuckles go white. "You think I enjoy it? I don't go around killing any-fucking-body, I kill for a reason." His grip around my hand tightened too.

Anger boiled in me, "Killing is overall wrong!" He swerved the car to the side, making it come to a stop, "What the fuck!" He unbuckles his seatbelt, coming around to my side.

"Out." His jaw is clenched and a vicious scowl on his face, looking incredibly sexy. I mentally slap myself, this isn't a time to be daydreaming over how beautiful he is.

"No." I cross my arms over my chest. He grabs me by the waist lifting me up and over his shoulder, "Hey!" He makes me sit on top of the car, planting both his arms beside me.

His minty breath wafts in my face, making my mind clouded, I bite my bottom lip. He looks down, licking his lips. He is thinking the same thing as me. He shakes his head, trying to get rid of the nasty thoughts he was having.

"I kill for the people I love Hazel. People fuck with the ones I care about they are the ones that are going to get fucked." I snort. they get fucked. He narrows his eyes at me, I wipe the smile off my face.

"You think this is a joke?!" He pushes off the car, walking away from me, "You just killed your friend, I'm trying to help you!" I flinch at his words.

"I never asked for your help! I was perfectly capable of doing it by myself!" He cocks an eyebrow at me, giving me the that's-full-of-bullshit- look.

"Oh! I'm so sorry for trying to help my girlfriend so she doesn't end up going to jail for a cold-blooded murder she just commited!"

I cross arms over my chest. Mad and guilty for having this argument with him.

He was trying to help you. Why are you getting mad at him? All he ever does is try to help you.