Loving a Killer | 18+

0.4 - Contract Killer

| Norah |

I sat in a tall barstool that was pulled up to the island and watched Maddox grab a glass and fill it with some water.

I folded my hands in my lap and looked away when Maddox turned and faced me with the glass in hand.

Now standing in front of me, he held the glass of water out to me. I took it but disregarded the pain relievers he held in his other hand.

I took a small sip of water and set the glass down. I traced my finger around the rim of the glass and didn't dare to look at Maddox, trying to keep my mind occupied from the facts that I had just met my Father after twenty-three years and that my mother was dead.

I could feel Maddox's eyes on me, which distracted me from my thoughts briefly.

Whether I was the man's target or not didn't matter to me. His exceeding height, broad shoulders, and mysterious persona didn't cease to frighten me deep down.

"How long did Adriano want you to follow me?" I asked out of the blue, trying to distract myself. I was curious. If this man was ordered to keep tabs on me, I wanted to know the details.

"He only said to keep an eye on you until the Russians came after you," Maddox replied. I furrowed my brow and raised my eyes to look at him.

"What if they never came?" I questioned. I had no idea how long Maddox had 'kept an eye on me,' but I wanted to know how long he would've stayed with the mission.

"They were bound to. It was just a matter of time," Maddox assured, seemingly having no doubt that they knew who I was.

"Would you have continued to keep tabs on me if Will hadn't...?" I trailed off, the thought of Will nearly taking me forcefully in that dank parking area sent chills down my spine.

"If your father ordered it, then yes," Maddox leaned against the island I sat at, his hands gripping the edge of the marble. I clenched my jaw at the word 'father.'

I nodded, wanting to ask so many more questions, but I focused on the glass in my hand instead. I swirled the ice around absentmindedly.

"Feeling any better?" Maddox asked before the silence got any more awkward, although I don't think he was fazed by it.

"I guess. Probably as good as I can feel right now," I murmured in reply. I didn't expect to feel one hundred percent after everything that happened last night and this morning.

Maddox pushed himself off the island and straightened his tie.

"Would you feel up for a look around the estate?" He questioned. I put the drink down and stood. My head still ached dully, but it wasn't anything I couldn't handle.

"I don't think I'll be needing one. I should get going home -" I started to say, brushing off my dress and stepping forward. Maddox stood in my way so I bumped into him. I was chest to chest with him, as he looked down at me and didn't say a word. I knew what he meant.

I'm not going home.

"What? Can't I go back to my apartment?" I asked in a tone of disbelief. I folded my arms over my chest and stepped back so I was no longer so close to him.