"So it seems, my not so sweet kitten that your time and luck have finally run out"I stare up at Nixon, my eyes wide. I look around frantically and see virtually no one in sight, hesitantly I face Nixon again, he smirks at me "No one is here to save you now sweetheart" He says as he steps closer, with the true form of a monster. I step back and hold my food close to me, I feel a burning sensation in my fingertips but I don't care. I shake my head, unsure of how to handle the situation, I don't know how to fight, all I have is my mouth to do the fighting for me and right now all my confidence is gone.
My breath comes out uneven, my body paralyzed. I watch as his cold firm hand wraps its self around my wrist. The hand of a killer, yet I do nothing, I'm like a fish out of water. I'm useless and he knows it. He tugs my wrist and I stumble even closer to him. He holds the back of my neck with the other hand, my body shakes. My eyes sting from the tears I'm holding in, Nixon runs a hand down my hair. "Shh, It's okay sweet Annora, Nothing to be afraid of. Just let nature take its course, a predator must hunt and the prey must fall but I will be there to catch you before you hit the ground." His voice is calm, almost soothing. The voice of an angel but face of the devil.
I squeeze my eyes shut, hoping and praying for what? I don't know Mercy? a police officer? hell, even a dog would do, anything to distract him. Nixon holds me close to him, the plastic bag with my food in it drops to the ground as my burning fingers can no longer hold it. I open my eyes only to see another set of cold killer eyes on me. Nixon raises his hand and I flinch as it touches my face. "My My darling, I have never seen you so quiet it's almost peaceful" Nixon whispers as he strokes my face. "Now," he says as he lets me go, I stumble back fast to get away from him "Run along now, I'm sure you have a long day ahead of you tomorrow. I shall see you later darling, make sure to keep your doors and windows locked, you never know what kind of monsters are lurking" Nixon laughs at his own joke and winks at me. I turn around sprint back to my apartment.
"Count the days sweet Annora, your time is almost up" Nixon yells at my retreating figure. His voice echoes in the empty street and follows me all the way to my apartment building. I slam the door to my apartment shut, my hand shaking as I lock the door. I turn around and face the familiar format of my lounge. Tears slide silently down my face as I walk to my armchair and sit down. My heart feels like it's about to beat out of my body, I run my shaky hands through my hair as I try to even out my breath. "Breath in.....1, 2" "Breath out....1, 2" I mutter, with a hand on my heart.
I recall all the times I have been in the same room as Nixon, from when we first meet till now. All he has said and done. "Mold me into his perfect partner?" I say in the empty room "Count my days?" "Let nature take its course?"........... What does it all mean? What have I done to catch his attention? Frustration flows through my body, I curl my hands into fists "Fuckkkkkkk" I scream as I stand up "what do you want?" I yell. I pick up my leftover tea from before and hurl it at the wall, I watch as it smashes into a million pieces onto the wooden floor. I sink down onto the hard floor and cry my heart's content. Painful sobs wrack my body as I pull my legs towards me, I cry for what seems like hours, my eyes sore and back aching from being in the same position.
My phone buzzes on my coffee table, unaware of who might be texting me at this hour, I pick up my phone and click on the text. I gasp and let my phone go, it hits the wooden floor with a thud, I back away from the phone until my back hits a wall, the text had no name but I knew who had sent it and he had one agenda, freak me the fuck out.
"Goodnight sweetheart, sleep tight and remember I'm always watching ;) XX"
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Nixon P.O.V
I leaned back in my leather chair holding my phone in one hand and a beer in the other, I look at my computer monitor, a shark-like grin on my face as I stare at my sweet Annora. Tears stream down her face, she looks so fragile and........ perfect. It seems she finally got my warning, I let out a laugh at how cute she looks, so perfect and all mine. I type a new message on my phone and hit send, I look back to the computer screen and wait. Annora picks up her phone and reads the text, she drops her phone and scrambles away from it, I smile and take a long swing of my beer.
I dial a number and press my phone to my ear, my eyes never leaving Annora. "Boss" I hear a deep voice answer. "Brody, I have a job for you. Select five men to join you on this mission, you are to watch Annora 24/7, you go where she goes, eat what she eats and protect her from anyone. Make sure no males look or speak to her and if they do, get rid of them." I say into the phone. "Yes Boss, I will make sure of it". I smile "Good, good" I say "Oh and one last thing, make sure Annora knows your there, watching her and make sure she knows she is mine but don't engage her unless absolutely necessary." I add and take another gulp of my beer "Yes sir, I understand. I will pick my most trustworthy men, We will protect her at all costs." Brody swears, with that I hang up.
By now Annora has fallen asleep on the floor "Tsk tsk tsk, sweet angel. That is not where you are supposed to sleep. " I say as I watch her peaceful face, I send one last text before turning my computer off and head to my room for some much needed rest.
"Soon sweet Annora soon, you will be in my arms. Mine. But first a predator must hunt, so let the hunt begin"
Hello readers, hope you all are well and if not hopefully this chapter will make you feel better. Chapter five is done and I hope you all enjoy it, please leave a like and a comment and I shall see you all soon, so until next time.
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RomanceNixon Lerento is a man who cares for no one, who bows down to no one. He lives in a world where it's HUNT or be HUNTED and he most certainly was not one to be hunted. But what would you expect from a Mafia boss. His cold demeanor, expressionless ma...