Lost Like You- ON HOLD

🖤Chapter 14🖤

⚠️𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠⚠️
𝐚/𝐧 just so people don't get mad; it may seem that Adira doesn't want it but they both do. She says "I do but I want to workout and do other stuff today" she's just unsure if she has time but Caspian ends up persuading (Not forcing) her into it. If you don't like this then just skip through it and enjoy this chapter<3

Caspian's pov

I can tell by the way she only calms down a bit that moving back is stressing her out, you know what's a great stress reliever. No. I swear I gotta stop this, maybe I should see a therapist or something. I look back down at Adira, she's smiling but I can still tell that she's not fully happy and it breaks my heart that a beautiful girl like her is sad.

"Heyy, I promise it'll all be okay" I reassure kissing her again. Her soft peach lips on my own slightly larger lips is a feeling I'm addicted to. I've kissed alot of people before but nobody has ever came close to the way I love her kisses. They could just be a light kiss on my cheek as she's leaving to go out and I'll still love it so much. I'm addicted to her and this is going to be really bad once she leaves.

My phone rings interrupting my thoughts and as I leave to take it Adira gets off the bed saying "I'm going to get changed into something a little bit more comfortable, okay?" I answer nodding my head and go downstairs to take the call.

"Hello?" I answer the call not looking at the caller ID first, it's probably a job from some random member of our mafia or one with an alliance to us. "Son" my father answers and my muscles tense.

I've always hated my father for some reason but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. Maybe because he's an old prick, an awful man, terrible father but there's something else going on, I just don't know what. The way that he treats Alex is horrible and he always yells at her for the littlest mistakes like using the wrong salad fork when she was 5. Five fucking years old and you expect her to have all the different spoons, forks and knives memorised, shit I don't even have them all memorised in my 22 years of living.

It pisses me off that my mother won't do anything about it either, when he would yell and beat Alex she just stood around not even trying to help or stop him. Sick that's the word that I can use to describe them, utterly awful and sick.

If it was up to me she'd be living with either Leo or me but for some stupid reason my parents, I don't even want to call them that, but they have said that she's not allowed to leave the house until she's 20 and Alex is only turning 19 in a few months.

"Yes father" I seeth into the phone through my teeth. "Caspian I need you to go out and kill Marshall Kline. He has been stealing thousands of dollars from Mr. Zachary Quinto and that is not acceptable." My father answers stating what I need to do.

"When and where?" I reply wiping my hand over my face, I don't like taking jobs from my father but I know that if I don't then I'll probably be next on the list of people to kill. Sometimes that didn't really sound bad, I'd be out of his grasp dead and he can't control me when I'm dead but now that I have Adira and the hope of our future together I wouldn't want to do that.

"Ah, look at you, taking my orders right away like a good child." Remember that part where I said that he's sick, that's also a great word to describe how he makes me feel, gross and sick to me stomach. "Get it done at his gym on Thursday night at 11 I hired someone to clean up afterwards. Don't mess up" It's fucking annoying how he thinks that I still can't do this, it's been my job since even before I became the leader and I've never messed up before.