Kian Lancaster.
They call him the Paranoid Grim Reaper.
He trusts no one. He's impulsive, ruthless, and in the night he comes alive.
But, what is a King without his Queen?
Ellieandra Starr.
She's everything Kian would never trust. She's too sm...
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In order to occupy his mind, Kian kept flickering through the designs of the latest earpiece, he wanted to put out there. He wanted it to be feasible, wireless, and able to have long battery life.
He was supposed to decide 2 hours ago since his assistant brought them, but he couldn't focus.
They were just earpieces, but he felt like the 20 options Faith brought, and to be plain speaking, freaking sucked.
Either that or his mind was just too filled with things that it made him unable to see these pieces for what they were.
The incident from last night just kept playing in his head and the annoyance that he felt every time he replayed it made his fingers itch to break something.
Why wasn't she able to beat up that guy?
Kian was confused because based on Ellieandra's record, she could have handed that guy's ass to him, but instead he almost...
Kian gritted his teeth when he thought about it.
Why was this bothering him so much?
He didn't know Ellie outside of the incident parking lot and even now she still didn't factor into his lifestyle. He shouldn't be feeling this way about her, yet he was simmering with some form of anger that he only got when he was about to kill someone.
He understood that he was intrigued by her, but the need to protect her that night was almost primal for him.
Kian had never in his life experienced that. It was like the white-hot rage that he would get but this time it wasn't for him, it was for someone else.
He normally felt uncomfortable stepping into a matter that did not concern him. Kian was very familiar and comfortable with staying in the dark. Matters of the public did not concern him, especially for someone who was lying to him.
Yet seeing her try to fight that ass off and he just holds her down more had Kian moving before he could even register it. It was his first time ever being that way.
Protective.
He didn't like that one bit because if he felt protective then that meant somewhere in his icy chambers he cared, and if he cared that meant he had something or someone to lose and Kian did not like having weaknesses.
Yet, he couldn't help divulging into the action of hurting the sick bastard that tried to do unspeakable things to a person without consent.
His original plan was to kill him. It was his only plan really, but he abided by one rule and that was to never kill civilians.
The thought of shooting the guy right between the legs and then between the eyes still played in Kian's mind like one of his favorite comfort shows, but he restrained himself just for this one time. Although he promised he would absolutely do it the next time he sees the guy.
