Illuminated By The Darkness

chapter 20(part b)

Eugene:

Two days. Two fucking days since the incident and we couldn't do anything. It is eating me alive to think that the Mexicans were a step ahead of me. They even had a shot at my life. If it Tiara hadn't taken out the bullet I would have been dead.

Tiara.

I don't understand what happens to me when I'm around her. I could feel her even when I was unconscious. Her touch holds this weird warmth I have never known. Her scent has the ability to calm me. Everything about her is different and addictive. 

When I saw her this morning I couldn't resist myself. Like always I tried to control but today was a lost cause. I was angry and annoyed when I was going up to my room. And I saw her wearing that beautiful dress that made her eyes pop. When she asked me how I was feeling an honest concern reflected on her face. My anger changed into something I could not fathom.

Her lips.

So pink, plump and inviting. I can't get over how she melted into my arms and the way she moaned when I bit her lips, how she trembled in my hold, made me so fucking hard. I deserved a fucking award for not succumbing to what felt like my primal instinct to take her against the wall. The way her pulse throbbed in her neck, her scent.

She makes me painfully hard.

I can't believe this was my second cold shower of the day. If Tiara and I have to stay in the same house for few more months I should really consider the option of relocating to Antarctica.

What confused me was the sudden change in her behavior. Like it burnt her when I touched the back of her neck. This girl was a total package.

I walked out of the shower, my mind drifting to what she said the other day. She saved someone without knowing who it was. I can't believe this girl. Despite everything she has been through she had it in her to help that man who escaped and never looked back. He made a futile promise to go back for her and her sister.

She stayed back for her sister and did not go when she had the chance. Tiara was too good and kind for this evil world and I wanted to shield her from its wrath.

I know the truth. Beneath those layer of kindness is a shattered and vulnerable soul. One that have lived years of nightmare and still has it in her to wake up and care for others. I can't wait to get my hands on the ones  whom Tiara's eyes hold fear for.

I want to see a light, hope, sparkle and happiness in those sad, dark, lonely and empty eyes. I want her to stop flinching at the slightest sound and touch. I want her to be free of whatever ugly past that is weighing her down.

I will free her.

While dressing I saw the wound on my body, it was healing fast. Thank fuck for painkillers.

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"The bullet that hit you had more lead content than any other bullets, which means it was custom made by the Hernandez'. Only they do such stupidity because they have access to various harmful and lethal substances and chemicals" Hugh said.

Now that explains it. How one small flesh wound almost killed me. The lead turned into poison.

"I checked the security footage of the club before the blast. Both Cafaro and Hernandez were not there. And the man, who saved you, had his face covered the entire time he was in the club. Whoever that was knew what he was doing because it appeared like he came from the dark and disappeared into it." He said.

"If the person knew it was a trap, which he did. Then he was someone from the inside. Why would any Mexican want to save me?" I asked

"I've been wondering the same thing. If you have a well-wisher why isn't he coming towards the light?"