This book contains 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 |18+|
(Editing, which means I plan to rewrite this whole book)
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"But... but why?"
"Because I didn"t want to hurt you even if it meant lying to you more."
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𝐏𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐞 has always...
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"Cupcake." Logan reached to touch me. "Don't... please don't." I turn running up the stairs into the guest room instead of his.
I lock the door behind me grabbing my bag. I run into the bathroom grab my things and stuff them in my bag. I didn't take all my clothes out. I've been wearing his most of the time.
Breathe just breathe.
Maybe he'll explain all this to me.
What if Owen was right about everything? Can I trust him?
Nana would've told me about it. Right?
A knocking sound from the door caused me to jolt. I stare at it waiting for a second knock. but it never happens, instead, the door opens.
Didn't I lock it?
"Omena." Elius stands in the doorway.
I look down noticing blood on his knuckles and also on the gun that's on his waist.
He notices where my eyes were glazing at. "Omena... I'm not going to hurt you. I would never." I back away letting space feel between us. As he steps closer closing the door behind him.
"No... I want to leave." His eyes fill with sympathy. "Let's talk okay." He walks closer reaching for me. "What are you not... telling me." I back away my back hitting the wall I use my hands as shields. "E... Elius."
He cups my face. "I'm not going to hurt you, baby." A tear falls down my cheek. "W... what happening Elius." I look up at him.
He leans in kissing my tears and picks me up wrapping my legs around his waist. He sits on the bed. "The job I do is dangerous. That is why I carry a gun around. I came here for an assignment."
"You put the bad man away?" My uncle carried a gun around, but he tries to hide it most of the time. "Something like that. There's a bad man I'm looking for now." He puts his head on my chest.
"What... did h-" "Took something away from me." Elius holds me tighter. I turn to look at the door hesitating to walk out. "Did you find him... there bloo-."
"No... we were close. All I know that's he's here." Anxiety crawled through my skin. "I'm not going to let him hurt you okay? I need you to stay here with me."
"But nan-" he cuts me off. "I'll have her being protected too."
"What about the man... Marcel." He looks up confused. "What do you mean?" Did Logan not tell him?
