Undercover (Dark Niall)

Chapter 32

(Song: Teya Dora – Džanum )

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What if I change? Personally and Mentally.

Niall shot his father.
Dominik clutched his shoulder and fell on the ground. He had no reaction. He was must be in pain. Niall shot me once and it hurts like hell.

"Why didn't you kill me directly?" Dominik asked.
"You don't deserve an easy death." Niall said with hatred.
"Fair" Dominik coughed.
"Point."
I looked at the two bodies in front of me. One dead and one almost dead.

"Before I die" Dominik said.
We waited for him to continue.
"Niall. I know you hate me to core. But please just once call me dad. You haven't called me that since you were a kid."

"You don't deserve it." Niall said.
"I figured." He coughed blinking heavily.
Niall's grip around my wrist tightened. I looked at him and he was biting his lips with teary eyes.
We turned around.

"Goodbye Dad." He said and we left the house.

We've been sitting in the car facing the cabin for five minutes in total silence.
"I feel like he's going to walk out of the house any second." He broke the silence.
I placed my hand on his arm and rubbed my thumb comforting him.

"How am I going to tell Hazel that her father is dead?" he whispered looking down.
"She will understand. Once she's old enough she'll understand." I said quietly.
He held my wrist.

"I'm glad you were by my side today." He whispered and pulled me on his lap.

"Of course." I whispered caressing his face.
We stared at each other in silence. I kept my hand on his face caressing it while playing with his hair with my other hand.
He looked ahead of me.
"He's not walking out, is he?" he asked.
I shook my head side to side.

"Good." He said.
"It's okay to grieve Niall." I said quietly.
"He doesn't deserve my grief." He said.
"He was your father after all."
"He Was Not my father." He snapped at me.
"Okay." I whispered still caressing his face.

He looked at me. He cupped my face and kissed me. Deeply with full of pain. Full of heartache. I kissed him back. Slow with empathy. With sadness.

What if I change? Personally and Mentally.

He gripped my waist tightly.
He lift my shirt and his hand went to my zipper. He pulled down my pants and underpants.
"Fuck. The one time I don't have a fucking condom." He said madly.
"I'm on birth control." I said cupping his face.

He needed it. He needed to let out all the emotions he was feeling at that moment. Sadness. Anger. Hurt. Betrayal. Everything he was feeling.

He smashed his lips to mine again. He lifted his hips and pulled down his pants and boxers at the same time. He wasted no time to hold me and slide me all the way down.

"Fuck." He hissed.
I started riding his thigh slowly. He moved his hips harsher. He kept thrusting roughly and groaning.
"FUCK! FUCK!" He yelled and thrusted harshly. I let him. I let him let everything out.
"FUCK HIM! HE WAS A FUCKING MONSTER! FUCK HIM!" He kept shouting and thrusting.
His tear dropped.

"HE WAS A BEAST."
"FUCK FUCK FUCK"
He was close. I wasn't. But today was all about him and his feelings. Nothing else matters. No one else matters. Just him. Only him. Another tear rolled down his face.

"FUCKING HELL." He slammed his hand on the window hard enough for it to crack.
"FUCK!" And he exploded.
I rode out his orgasm. Once he was done I slid out and sat back on my seat.
I wore my pants.

His hand was bleeding. I held his hand and kissed his palm gently.
"He does not deserve my tears." He said through clenched teeth while another tear dropped.
I just sat there in silence and let him leash every single feeling out.

The next day Niall was completely off. He locked himself in his room all day and all night. The day after that he did the same. And he was doing the same thing today as well.

I was walking toward his room to check on him. I was also taking a bowl of soup so he would eat something.

"A bowl of soup?" Tom stopped me in the hallway.
"He hasn't eaten anything in three days." I said.
"Since when you care about his health?" he asked.
"What the hell." I hissed at him.
"You dodged the question." Tom said.
I took a deep breath.

"What is it?" I asked calmly.
"You forgot that we had a case to work on. You wake up and hang out with him until night while I work my ass off to gather information." He snapped.

"Look."
"No. You have fallen in love with him. You're ruining everything. You always do."
"What?" I asked feeling hurt.
"Remember case 15? We would've won it if you were just a little bit focused. Or case 28. If only you wrote down the license's number we could've succeeded in arresting those guys."

He comforted me after those losses. I blamed myself but he hugged me and comforted me. And now he was blaming me.

"I won't let you to ruin this one as well." He hissed.
I swallowed down the lump in my throat.
"You're nothing but a sham-"
A punch collided with his jaw. I dropped the bowl and held my mouth gasping. Niall punched him. Niall punched Tom.

"Watch your mouth." Niall warned Tom.
"Or what? You'll kill me?" Tom replied back.
"What's going on in here?" Alberto walked out of his room and looked at the three of us. He glanced at the broken bowl and the spilled soup. Others joined us as well.

"Oh of course. Another Riley drama." Elijah muttered earning a glare from Niall.

"I'm sorry for this chaos." I said.
"It's not you who should apologize." Niall said.
"Yeah cause it's never her fault." Tom said with double meaning.
"Watch. Your. Mouth." Niall snarled.
"Cindy get this cleaned up." Alberto told the house keeper.
"You three my office. Now." Alberto commanded.
Me, Niall, and Tom followed him to his office.

"Why is it always you three who cause the problems?" he asked sitting behind his desk.
"It's actually him who causes the problems." Niall tilted his head toward Tom.
"Really?!" Tom snapped.
"Yes."
"Who Elijah has beef with?"
Oh wow. He keeps surprising me.
"Who can't stand watching Riley with someone else?"
"ENOUGH!" Alberto yelled.

Silence.

"Riley and Adam. You have four days to leave this house. The business is done on my behalf. I can't let two strangers bring chaos in this family."
"What?!" All three of us asked.
"I am kicking you out. Respectfully."

"But you can't do that." Niall said.
"It's my house. I can do whatever I want to. Since these two have moved in there has been nothing but chaos. You're lucky I'm still letting you to attend the masquerade ball." He said.
Oh fuck I forgot about that.

"We will leave in four days." Tom confirmed.
Only because everyone will get arrested the day after tomorrow.

What if I change? Personally and Mentally.

We left the room.
I walked straight toward Nova's room.
"We need to talk." I said.
"Okay?" She gave me a confused look.
"You and Hazel should leave the country tomorrow."
"What? But why?"

"I will get you two tickets to Paris. But you two have to leave."
"Why? The ball is in two days and everyone should attend."
"No. You don't get it. You can't attend the ball."
"But why?"
"Just trust me, okay? Please. And no one should know that you two are leaving."

"Fine. For how long?"
"Until I come and visit you."
"Okay. I trust you."
"Thank you."
"Only if you promise me to take care of my son." She said.
"I take care of your son?" I asked in confusion.
She nodded.

"Why should I take care of him? I mean I don't even know him."

"You do." She whispered looking down.
"No I do-" I stopped my eyes widening.
"Adam?" I asked.
She nodded.

Tom.

Tom is a Horan.

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A/N
The masquerade ball is close👀