Broken Constellation

Chapter 36

I think I like her.

No I know I do.

Hell I'm fucking obsessed with her right now.

I don't know what changed.

I think it's because I don't have a reason to dislike her anymore, it's also because of all this fucking time I've been spending with her.

This is exactly why I didn't want to bring her here with me too. I knew this would happen. I didn't want this to happen, I never wanted this to happen.

Fuck what am I going to do.

I know she feels something towards me. It's obvious and this isn't me being cocky it's me being observant.

Maybe a little cocky but when it comes to this woman I just.... I don't even know.

What am I meant to do? 

I mean should I even do anything?

There are a million reasons why I shouldn't do anything because this would never work, but there are also a million that I think it might.

But I don't want to make the first move.

I'll wait , I'll wait for her ,and I never wait for anyone.

I knock on her door waiting in a black dress shirt that's rolled up to my elbows and black pants. 

" come in" She yells from inside and I turn the knob walking inside.

She's wearing a silver dress. It's short and is shimmery, perfectly accentuating her figure. 

Her dark hair is styled into light curls that bounce as she moves.

" You look gorgeous" I hadn't realised I was holding my breath until I breathed those words and she smiles at me her cheeks turning a shade of pink.

"You don't look too bad yourself" She compliments me back

"You ready to go?" I ask her and she nods pointing her finger out at me to wait. 

I watch her intently as she walks over to the drawer and pulls out a gun. I turn away as she  straps it to her thigh under her dress.

"Let go" Her voice is light when she talks to me and I walk  back to the door opening It for her.

I walk out after her and follow her down the stairs. I'm fucking thankful the guards aren't here because if they were and I caught any of them looking at her, I would gauge their eyes out.

The same way I killed the guy who scraped her against the floor and broken glass when I first took her in that car crash. I remember his screams as I made him roll around on broken shard of glass protruding out of the ground after I designed the device. I also vividly recall the way he accidentally rolled onto a piece that was large enough to puncture his head and brain. I put it there deliberately hoping that would happen, I'm surprised he hadn't seen it and avoided it. 

I asked him to pick her up and take her to my car, not to drag her across the fucking concrete ground after being crashed into like a lamb being sent to the butcher.

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The club is noisy and packed and I hold onto Arianas waist as I pull us through the crowd. She doesn't object to my touch as I navigate us through the crowd and find us a seat at the bar. 

I look around until I spot the man who has walked into his death.

He stole money from us slowly in small amounts until it accumulated to 10 million in weapons. Then he went and sold them to other mafias. As if we wouldn't find out.

Of course he wasn't doing it himself, as if someone could ever do that, no he had people working with him, people working for me, with me and all of them have met their ends. 

Now it's his fucking turn.

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