Chapter Thirty-Seven

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Simon Dominic

I sat up and scratched my head before getting out of bed, I walked into the kitchen and grabbed me a bottle of water. I placed my head in my hands and sighed, it's been Three days since Kivana has been missing and I was beginning to lose my fucking mind.

"You couldn't sleep either?" Kivan asked opening the fridge.

I lift my head up and nodded.

"Yeah." I mumbled.

"I was thinking of going to see Kiara." He said.

I raised my brow curiously.

"Why?" I asked.

"Well because if anyone suspects anything it's Kiara. I'll have to play nice big brother for a while but anything to get some type of information." He sighed.

"That's a good idea, I know if I go around Byung I'll probably ring his fucking neck." I said.

"Who you telling? I know he has her locked up somewhere." He mumbled.

"Hopefully he doesn't-"

I stopped mid sentence as panic filled his eyes.

"Kivan what's wrong?" I asked.

"I...I don't know, it's Kivana..." He groaned rubbing the back of his neck.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"She's hurt I think I don't know...when something is wrong my neck hairs rise....but...this is an unfamiliar feeling." He mumbled.

"We have to make this shit quick." I said.

Kivan nodded.

"Agreed." He mumbled.

Kivana Stewart

I pulled my knees up to my chest as I looked out the window, I heard the door open and quickly stood and backed as far away as I could. Byung looked at me and sighed...he placed a tray of food onto the bed before walking to me. I held myself tighter before back into the corner as far as it'll let me.

"Kivana, you have to eat something." He said.

I didn't say anything, I haven't spoken to him since he took advantage of me. I was numb...and helpless, he reach out to caress my face and I flinched moving out of his reach.

"Ki...please eat." He whispered.

I looked away from him before looking at the pale colored wall.

"I go back to Seoul tomorrow morning." He said.

I missed Simon...I missed Kivan, I know he's probably losing his mind.

"KIVANA!" He yelled.

I jumped at his tone.

"TALK TO ME GOD DAMN IT!" He yelled.

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