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Chapter 17-The Escape

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Chapter 17-The Escape

Slade Kolosov's POV

"What do you mean she's gone?" I repeated coldly.

Mark scratched his head, "When she went to meet her brother, she told us to take a walk for ten minutes. While we were away, we heard a gunshot. When we went back to meet her, Mel was gone. Some parts of her house was messed up and it seems like she packed some of her belongings before disappearing."

I clenched my jaw, "I told you to stick to her didn't I?" I asked lowly but menacingly. Mark swallowed before looking down to his feet nervously, "She told me she only needed ten minutes. I didn't think that so much could happen in that ten minutes."

I took out my gun before shooting a bullet just mere centimetres from Mark's head. Mark flinched and I continued, "You could be dead in less than a minute. Unless you want a demonstration of that, I suggest you leave." I said casually before throwing the gun onto my desk.

Mark didn't need further encouragement before leaving. I didn't know why I let him off this easily, I guess it was because Mel was fond of him.

"Find her. Now." I said lowly and Tony nodded but remained behind, "Is there anything-"

"Just leave!" I snapped and Tony nodded in acknowledgement before leaving.

I stared out of the window coldly, as my fingers slammed against the walls beside it. I should have known, Mel wouldn't want to be this close to a monster like me. It was too good to be true. She was too good to be true. I had actually thought that she was interested in me. After all, she was the one who initiated the kiss didn't she?

I clenched my jaw and glared out at the morning sky. Fucking hell. I was a fool to think that someone like her could care for me-a monster. What did I expect? I am a monster, just like my father was. I scoffed at that thought before downing more vodka down my throat. I shut my eyes as the memories threatened to escape from its locked box in the deep dark corners of my head.

NO! I refused to think about my past. My hand tightened around the glass until my knuckles turned white. Mel was smart to leave. She would be a fool to stay with me like my mother had with my father. No one really cared for me, my family didn't. What made me think or hope like a fool that someone like Mel could?

I shifted my jaw as my features fixed into a glare. I was Slade Kolosov, I was merciless, ruthless, cold, cruel, I never gave second chances, I did whatever the hell I wanted. I had whoever I wanted. And I got whatever I wanted. Than why the hell was Mel the exception to everything?

I was obsessed with her. She was constantly on my mind. If I was honest with myself, if Mel had decided to side with her brother to be against me, I wouldn't be able to kill her or lay one hand on her. It was a total opposite of what I would have normally done. Whoever had double-crossed me in the past, was ensured a long gruesome death.