Silent Lovers

Chapter 4

Felix

How fucking dare they touch and hurt what is mine. When I find them, I'm going to hunt them down for torturing my little flower. And they'll wish to have never laid a hand on her.

The scars all over her body made my heart sting. And I will do anything to hurt those who have hurted her.

No one can touch her but me.

"Fuck." I slammed my hand on the dining room table after I had told Atlas and Felix what I saw and what she told me.

"How bad were the scars?" Atlas asked.

I lifted my shirt and showed him the scar over my heart, "this bad, only it's not that dark." I answered him.

It was silent for a moment before Atlas started speaking again. "Arden, I want you to find out what orphan she grew up in, tell me everything about that place and the list of owners. Felix, I want you to kill whoever touched her after we find them." He ordered.

"You got it." I grinned sinisterly, thinking of the many ways I can put them through hell like they did to my little flower.

I jolted up when I heard something crash from upstairs. We all rushed up the steps, walking up two steps at a time. When I got to the bathroom first, I slammed the door open, knocking it off its hinges.

The first thing I saw was Violette on the ground, picking up the broken pieces of our tall vase we had in the bathroom as decoration. She must have not seen it properly.

Violette saw me and panicked, she fumbled with the pieces on the ground and hisses when she accidentally cut her finger on one of the sharp pieces.

Atlas walked past me and immediately went to grab her wrist, pulling her up to her feet.

I looked her up and down, seeing that she decided to wear the outfit we got at the last minute rather than wearing her old dirty one.

Her lips tremble between her teeth while trying to hold back the tears rushing from her eyes.

I kneeled down to pick up the broken pieces and put them on the counter, I also made sure it's completely off the ground so it wouldn't stab her foot.

"We can't even leave you alone for a minute without you causing us trouble." I laughed and dusted my hand together before wiping away those tears from her beautiful goddess face.

Once my eyes met her shiny hazel ones, I couldn't look away. It was like I was trapped. FYI, I never get trapped.

Violette is consuming all of me, and she doesn't even know it. That's what made her so tempting and frightening that I wanted to keep her, the thrill that keeps me on edge.

She's so different, gentle, innocent, and absolutely fucking beautiful.

Fuck torturing people, she's my new favorite now, my new favorite hobby. Doesn't matter if it is just talking to her or watching her, it's way better than killing people. I kill people for fun, and nothing ever beats that. But she? She's going to be the death of me, I swear.

Doesn't matter how much she fights against us silently, that will only make me hold on to her longer. Trying to win a fight over us when she knows damn well she will never win. That's what keeps me running wild.

The wild thoughts of her helplessly fighting.

I watched people beg for my mercy for fun. But if Violette begs for my mercy, it isn't only just fun, it's a turn on for me.

Other women have tried begging for my mercy in bed, but I know they don't mean it because they only beg for my pleasure, only beg for their own pleasure, and only beg so I could make them stay with me longer.