Lilith, an assassin ran away from her mafia leader father, and Ethan, seeking revenge for his family's murder, find themselves entangled in dangerous game. As love blooms between them, they must navigate a web of lies and deceit, torn between their...
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Exiting the room where Lilith lay, I left her behind, her scent still clinging to my senses. Descending the stairs, the noise of laughter and music from the party below washed over me. The dimly lit room throbbed with energy, bodies swaying and voices mingling. My gaze swept through the crowd, and there, amidst the sea of faces, I spotted James.
A surge of anger coursed through me as I watched him, oblivious to the worry and concern that had consumed me. How could he be so nonchalant, so careless about Lilith's well-being? My fists clenched instinctively, my nails digging into my palms.
Moving forward with a calculated stride, I approached James, my eyes fixed on him with a power that could burn through steel. Our paths collided, and with a well-timed nudge, I bumped into him, making it appear as though it were an accident. I allowed a fleeting smirk to grace my lips, relishing in the satisfaction of the minor disruption.
Without pausing, I continued, leaving James confused by the unexpected collision. The anger within me plagued me, fueling my determination to protect Lilith from those who would dare to harm her. She deserved better than this reckless fool who failed to recognize her worth.
Leaving the raucous party behind, I hopped on my bike and rode through the dimly lit streets, the cool night air rushing past me. My thoughts were fixated on Lilith, her presence lingering in my mind like an intoxicating scent.
Images of her flashed through my thoughts—her captivating moans, the way her eyes sparkled with lust, and the taste of her wetness. But it wasn't just her physical beauty that captivated me; it was the tantalizing taste of mystery that surrounded her.
As I pedaled through the quiet streets, my imagination ran wild, painting vivid pictures of our encounters. The thought of exploring her body, discovering the secrets hidden beneath her clothes, sent a shiver of anticipation down my spine. I yearned to savor her taste, to feel her warmth against my lips.
The memory of our stolen moments together fueled my desire. The way she responded to my touch, the way her breath hitched with pleasure, ignited a hunger within me that I couldn't ignore. I yearned to delve deeper into the depths of her being, to unravel the enigma that she presented to the world.
Her scent, a unique blend of seduction and danger, lingered in the recesses of my mind. It was an intoxicating mixture that left me craving more. It spoke of untold stories and hidden desires, drawing me closer with each passing moment.
Lost in my thoughts, I continued riding, the rhythmic motion of the bike providing a sense of comfort. At that moment, the night held endless possibilities, and I vowed to pursue Lilith with unwavering determination. I would make her mine, one way or another, and unravel the mysteries that shrouded her being.
Soon, I arrived at my apartment, a haven of darkness and solitude. The walls were painted black, the contrast with the white marble gave the place a mysterious ambiance that suited my blue nature.
Entering the bathroom, I took a long, hot shower, allowing the water to wash away the remains of the encounter. After drying myself, I settled in front of my laptop, my sanctuary for observing Lilith's life. She was unaware of the new cameras she had installed and even less aware that I had gained access to them, giving me control over what I saw and recorded.
Her daily routines fascinated me, and I found relief in the power I held over her privacy. Deleting the footage was within my control, a reminder that I held the strings in this twisted game we played. My addiction to head pills and coffee provided a temporary escape from the bleak reality I had created for myself.
As I watched the cameras, I noticed Lilith returning home with James. I could hear their conversation through the cameras. Lilith explained that she felt dizzy and tired, which is why she ended up sleeping on the bed.
James seemed genuinely worried about her and expressed his concerns, if you only knew his tongue was inside another bitch mouth while I was licking you clean. Lilith tried to brush off his worries, but James got closer and put his hand on her waist.
It made me furious to see this. Lilith asked James to leave, but he refused and continued to push himself onto her. He even grabbed her neck and accused her of being dishonest, claiming he could smell another man's perfume on her, this fucker!.
I felt anger boiling inside me as I witnessed this unfold. I was angry at Lilith for putting herself in a stupid situation. Mixed feelings of jealousy and possessiveness overwhelmed me. I wanted to step in and kill him, but part of me enjoyed seeing her trapped in this predicament.
I prepared myself to intervene, to protect Lilith from harm. However, a small part of me couldn't help but think that she brought this upon herself. She unknowingly played a dangerous game, and now it was time for her to face the consequences.
With a calm and calculated mindset, I watched their interaction, planning my next move. Lilith's pleas for James to leave were ignored as he tried to force a kiss on her. My anger grew, and I became more determined.
It was time for Lilith to understand the consequences of her actions and learn from this dangerous dance she had entered, watching Lilith and James closely on the screen, The room was dimly lit, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of tension.
Their conversation had become tense, and I wondered what would happen next, Lilith's expression changed. I could see anger and conclusion on her face.
James remained oblivious to the storm brewing inside her. She kept on pushing him, their voices are higher now.
Suddenly, Lilith's hand jerked, and I noticed she was holding something small. I tried to see what it was. Without warning, she thrust forward and stabbed James in the neck with a knife.
Time seemed to stand still as I processed what had just happened, unable to tear my eyes away from the surprising turn of the story. Lilith stood there, strangely calm, as if the violent act she had just committed was nothing out of the ordinary, which is, James gasped for air, blood flowing from his wound, excitement and lust, a mix of emotions overwhelmed me.
Lilith had revealed again her dark side, only this time it was not my plan, she did it on her own and I couldn't help but wonder what she is capable of, I was filled with curiosity and a dangerous attraction to the mystery that she was
The room fell silent, except for James's heavy breaths, standing there, she laid her back on the kitchen counter, putting the knife on it,
she sighed "James, look what did you do now, you could've just walked away, but you choose this? " she shooked her head as if she is waiting for an answer from him, pulling a drawer, she pulled a pack of cigarettes and light a cigarette up,
I won't lie and say James's corpse will be easy to hide but I am so excited to see how she will hide it,
"I can't wait to see where my little bunny will run this time, run little bunny run, as fast as you can"
