Deadly Love

Blackwell

(1079 words)
Summer's POV:

As we drive down the driveway towards the gorgeous castle-like building, I can't take my eyes off of him. I know falling for him isn't a great idea considering my mission, but I keep telling myself it will make it easier if I gain his trust. Even I don't believe myself though.

I clear the thoughts from my head and stare at the structure ahead of us. "So... what's the plan?"

"The plan is that I'm going to handle Blackwell, even if it gets bloody. And you my darling, are going to stay here in the car, safe," he commands.

"I can handle myself and I surely can protect myself. I'm coming with," I say with force.

"Fine, but the twins will be guarding you just in case."

"I can work with that. Now let's talk about this plan of yours. What happens if it goes south."

"Don't worry, it won't. If it does by chance go not exactly as planned, threatening the castle or his life are options. I don't want you stressing about that though. I'm not even sure I want you to see this part of me yet, but here we are."

He pulls the car up in front of the grand staircase entry to the estate and lifts my hand to his lips, planting a soft kiss on my skin. "Before we go in, I have to help you with this horrendous plan of yours," I simply state, staring him directly in the eye.

"You have no clue what we are about to be dealing with darling, so no offense, but my plan will work just fine."

"Just like you, I have secrets of my own. I'm not who you think, and I'm definitely not an idiot when it comes to these situations. Just hear me out, let me lead this whole ordeal."

"You have no clue what we are here for Summer, so why would I let you lead."

"Fill me in quickly, and just trust me. That or I'm restricting your plan. No explosives, no fire, and no death," I speak towards him sternly.

"Jesus, what do you want me to use, rainbows and unicorns?" he laughs out.

"No, use me. Trust me, I know what I'm doing. If I fuck it up then... hmmmm... I'll give you a pass to do absolutely whatever you want to me. No complaints," I tempt him.

"Anything?" he questions with a slight glance towards the zipper of his ripped black jeans.

I lean in and whisper into his ear, "Absolutely, anything." I can feel the chills that flow throughout his body as he nods his head and quickly responds, "Ok. Here's everything you need to know."

He finished giving me a quick recap of exactly why we are here within a few short minutes. He opens his door and walks around towards mine and pulls it open for me. I stand from the car and kiss his cheek in response. I then realize, I didn't even notice that he changed back into his normal clothes, and we are now wearing matching shirts. I absolutely love it; we look so damn good.

The guys jump out of their vehicle and Jackson speaks first, "For the amount of time y'all spent chatting away following our arrival, I hope some sort of plan was created. Mind filling us in?"

Malice speaks up, " I only have one note. Blaine and Blake will be assuring Summer stays safe. Other than that, I have nothing."

"Got it," the twins respond as they take their places, one on each side of me and Malice who is currently holding my hand.

"That's it?! We're gonna die in there without a half decent plan!" Jackson yells at Malice.

"Hey! He said that he has nothing else. I however am going to be leading the mission today. Follow my lead and we should all make it out alive," I smarted back at him.

"Yeah, right. M would never let you lead."

"And yet, here I am. Leading this mission, so if you have a problem with that. You can leave, but don't plan on taking a vehicle or EVER communicating with us again. Understand?" I say in my harshest voice possible.

"Mhmm, follow your lead. Got it," he states shakily.

I use two fingers to wave toward the grand staircase ahead, signaling to start walking. Malice has his arm wrapped around my waist as we walk with the four guys trailing slightly behind. At the top of the stairs, I leave Malice's grip to knock on the large dark-stained wooden door. I take a step back, and stand directly in front of Malice while waiting for a response.

Shortly after, an older man wearing a tuxedo, opens the door with a friendly, "Welcome to the Blackwell estate, we've been expecting you." He ushers us inside and then continues, "The grand doors straight ahead will lead you right to Mr.Blackwell. If you need anything else, just let me know and I will try my best to fulfill your request. Mr.Blackwell is currently awaiting your arrival, but only two of you may enter through those doors. The others may wait out here wherever they feel comfortable." With the end of his speech, the man waves us toward the door ahead and leaves into a separate room.

"Boys, you will stay out here. Me and Malice will enter the room alone. Stay attentive in case of emergency. We will signal you if your assistance is required," I state while walking confidently towards the large grey doors at the other end of the grand entryway.

I cannot see them behind me, but by the sound of their footsteps stopping, I assume they have respected my command.

"Are you sure you can handle him?" Malice checks before I place my hand on the door.

"Yup, I'm 100 percent sure," I say in honesty. I follow up my statement by throwing the doors open and strutting aggressively towards the man ahead of us. He is sitting in a gothic throne and is paying almost no attention to us. He is clothed in all black and grey, contrasting the very white room. His dark beard and locks give a mysterious but intimidating feel to the man.

His head turns in our direction. Oh shit! Suddenly I realize something that will be very hard to explain later to Malice and the guys.

I know Blackwell. I know him very well.