Vivien
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I slowly began to open my eyes, waking up from a long sleep. My body became numb, this happens when I sleep in one position all night and it took me effort to stretch my arms up without crawling out of bed. I slowly ran my hands along the tip of the blanket and felt the pleasant cold silk. Strange, I do not remember changing the bedding to black. More precisely, I do not have black bed linen. I opened the blanket and saw that I was sleeping in the same clothes that I wore yesterday, but I did not have my shoes on. Okay, stop.
My mind began to return to last night. They threatened to kill me in a cafe, then Josh arrived, we went to his house where he told me that he knew Maria and that she probably had some kind of man. Then we went to inspect the meeting place...shot, blood...Christian. CHRISTIAN CAINE. I'm at fucking Christian Caine's house.
My brain was screaming and yelling in alarm.
Judging by the fact that I sleep in clothes, we did not have anything and he didn't use my body in his sleep. One part of me was jubilant, but the other treacherous part of me was sad that I woke up alone. Damn heart, sit still and keep your head down.
Holy shit, I fell back into bed and covered my head with the pillow and quietly screamed into it. Yesterday I was so exhausted that I fell asleep in no time. Of course, it is not every damn day you kill and find out the truth that has been hidden from me for a whole year. Now at least I know who killed my sister. And I will find this bastard and take revenge.
I also could not forget Christian's warm hugs when I needed them so much. It was as if he felt that I needed support and gave it to me. Damn, I'm completely confused about my feelings. Should I still hate him or be grateful that he saved me and Josh yesterday?
Lord, if my father finds out that I slept in the house of our enemy, I will definitely be in trouble. Well, I also cannot pretend that this did not happen. So, I just accept this situation. I can stand bravely with my head held high when I leave his house and hope that no one sees me.
In addition, I can also search around his house, for example, like now I can explore this room and perhaps find some secrets of Mr. Caine. The room was very cozy, everything was in warm colors, a lot of wood and stone, a large bed, a huge wardrobe and a mirror that took up half the wall, but there were too few things. It became clear that no one lived in this room. Light flooded the room through large windows, from which there was an incredible view of the city. You could see the central park where people were walking, the road with many cars and the rhythm of the big city.
I saw another door, most likely it should be the bathroom. I feel dirty, I urgently need a shower. I opened the door with a flourish and saw that the room was not ready, there were not enough taps and equipment. Did he just move in? My chance for a hot shower was slipping away from me by the minute. Well, it is time to explore everything outside this room, and it's better to get out as soon as possible. Mentally, I prayed to the God of earth and water and wind so that I would be alone in the apartment. Although I really like it here, I cannot enjoy this beautiful view knowing that somewhere behind me there is a predator in the form of a beautiful devil. Damn you Caine and your unearthly beauty.
Very carefully and trying to open the door as quietly as possible and left the room. Finding myself in a huge spacious room with many black details, I immediately felt the aroma of Caine. Everything here screamed about his essence. The dark, insatiable essence of the ruler of hell. What was surprising was that it was cozy here, it was noticeable that a professional worked on the design: luxurious furniture, a huge fireplace, a crystal chandelier, warm shades that intertwined with something dark and gloomy, a lot of light.
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