Chapter - 10 Surprise

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Serena POV

I woke up early. Like always. Three in the morning, my eyes wide open. I turned around to watch Nixon. He was deep asleep. I could easily kill him. So fucking easy. He killed my family. He is so close that I can choke him with my bare hands.

But...

I just stared at his face. Beautifully sculpted. His long eyelashes. His jet-black hair messed up. The moonlight made his figure clear and visible. My eyes trailed down to his lips. I loved them on mine. He tasted fresh and manly. His words echoed in my head.

I am not a rapist.

My tongue slid over my lip trying to get the taste of him from the earlier kiss. No doubt his name is Casanova. It suits him, I bet women will fall on their knees and do anything just to touch him. 

I was supposed to kill him. 

No, you aren't.

The annoying voice in my head said. Seeing Maxim bleeding there had me panicking. Only he was the proof. Only him, who knew what happened that day. Yesterday seeing him bleed had me realize few things. 

Did I truly trusted Maxim? 

Did I ever trusted Maxim? Why now? 

His words messed up my head but if Nixon did kill my family. Why would he marry me? Knowing who I was, why would he?

My eyes moved lower. His chest. A scar from a gunshot was visible. Some more scare married to his skin. My finger moved to him, tracing the scars. 

"Why aren't you asleep?" A deep voice made me jump. My eyes snapped up to meet those blue ones. His eyes bored into mine.

"You know, right? I can kill you in sleep." I said. He kept quiet, his eyes still locked with mine.

"I know." He whispered back after a few minutes.

"Then why?" I asked, curiously. I laid on my back, staring up.

"Because we are alike, Serena." He stated. My face twisted in pure confusion. 

"How?" I asked. He pulled me closer. I let him, little did he know. I let few warm moments which I I wasn't sure if I will ever get again.

"Because we both are ruthless souls wanting the final piece of our life. The difference is that I had my puzzle completed. I am headed to the last stage of my game and your puzzle has missing pieces but still, you managed to reach the last stage of your own game." He said.

"You talk in riddle." I snorted, turning to him.

"All that is keeping you from finishing is the lost pieces, Serena." I looked at him shocked. He knew I didn't remember that day. My past. It is just a blur. Is he taking advantage of my lost memories?

"How?" I asked, my voice low and fragile. I hated myself that second.

"I just know." He stated. In a snap of second, I was over him, My hand grabbed the pen over on the stand. I held the pen against his neck.

"You will die in my hands." I said, threat in my tone loud and clear. His hand latched onto writs, his eyes on mine and next I was rolled over, the pen thrown away, his body over mine. 

"You better choose the correct pieces, Serena. Not all pieces what they look like." His words made me frown. 

He rolled off me, leaving me cold and confused all over again.

" And I don't care if you kill me. Sleep." He whispered into the darkness.

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My eyes opened slowly as my eyes adjusted to the sunlight. The sun was shining bright. What time is it?

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