[Book #2 in the Nystrom series.]
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[Dual pov]
I push the feeling away and ultimately concentrate my gaze on his upper body, which still bears the traces of my lipstick. "You did not remove them?" He smirks and closes the boo...
I've been so sick but the update is here !! Because I'm nice I didn't make this chapter that traumatizing...
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AMAYA'S POV
Rowan and I both drop our guns at the sight in front of us when he pulls his hand away from his face while holding the mask in his hands. "Ayumu?" I whisper, keeping my eyes on Rowan to see if he would confirm my thoughts—or perhaps I am secretly praying that this is all in my head.
Rowan looks petrified before he nods when he looks back at me, "You still want to shoot me?"
My throat begins to dry up and I remember the gun in my hands, remember the way I was about to shoot my brother through his head. "Yes." I am completely honest with him. Why should he be any different from the other times my blood has deceived me?
"You fucking asshole—" As Ayumu turns to face him, Rowan curses, and just as I prepare for a punch or other physical violence, Rowan hugs him. He hugs him as if he had forgotten all Ayumu did, including the mask he was wearing only moments earlier.
"Yeah, I missed you too." Rowan receives a pat on the back from Ayumu as I move farther away from them both. "Where were you all this time?" Rowan questioned as his face turned into a frown while Ayumu sighed. "I'll explain everything soon,"
My jaw clenches as my brother finally turns to look me in the eye—but not a single fiber of my body trusts him. "If you try anything I will cut all your limbs one by one and rip your heart out of your chest," I warned him as he inched closer to me.
He smiles before he purposely messes up my hair, "I would never, little psychopath." I hear Rowan clear his throat behind Ayumu while I am contemplating which hand of his I should cut off for touching me.
"Now follow me before anyone sees us," He sighs and gestures towards the building's exit as I continue to look at him furiously. However, when Rowan puts his hand in mine, I lose all thought and sigh with relief as we leave to go after Ayumu.
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"What is this?" When he brought us to what appeared to be a deserted building, I found myself frowning, but when the door opened, we could see people moving around and lots of devices. "This is our secret base, little psychopath. We have one at home and here in Japan."
I squeeze Rowan's hand before whispering, "I can just—" But before I could say anything the blonde man already cut my sentence off. "You're not killing him, Amaya."
I sigh, but as I feel his mouth brush over my ear, my pulse stops. "Be good, love." I notice a grin on his face as he whispers and turns his head away once more while Ayumu takes us farther into the base, with everyone bowing to him as he enters.
"People seem to have a lot of respect for you here." Ayumu smiles as he turns his head to the side to look at me after I had cleared my throat before turning back to face the other people. "They're not bowing to me, Amaya."
