Pain.A numb and sickening feeling rocked my core.
How could I let this happen to her again? I promised I would keep her safe; now she's in the evil clutches of...him.Smoke filled my office as I Inhaled roll after roll, each one only dulling the misery I felt.
The drugs couldn't take away my guilt nor could it release my anger and stress like it normally did.My eyes were glued to the note that was sitting in the middle of my wooden desk.
He was taunting me, this was what he wanted.
For me to slip slowly into indefinite madness.
-Knock knock- The sound pounded in my head
A slow whisper left my lips, but it was full of conviction and power. "Leave me". For I wanted to be alone, the only light in my life was somewhere unseen, getting god knows what done to her.
"Lucien, you can't just sit in here. She's out there. She needs you..."John stated ignoring my demand. I could recognize the guilt in his face as well. They became close, very close, closer than I sometimes wanted to admit.
They had a relationship that surprised me, but know I could see that he missed her.
Standing up and pulling my gun, aiming the killing machine for the middle of his forehead.
My vision was blurred and my hands shook. "Don't fucking tell me what to do, "I said quivering, the black metal in my hand making his go stiff. "You're my best friend, my right hand -my brother. But I'm still your boss. I demand respect!" my voice was crisp as he just stood there, blankly. Taking my threats.
Looking at me not moving to leave it up to fate and me whether he would get shot. John knew me better than any of my other men, he has been with me since childhood. When I had no one he was there.
My breath was shaky as I dropped the gun, my hand falling to my side."Where the fuck is she John?"
He just gave me a look of regret, like he wanted to answer but could find no words. I said plainly to his lack of silence "I can't lose her John."
"I know, none of us want to lose her. She's as much of a sister to me as you are my brother. He would have killed her already if he was going to. So she's most likely okay..."
"You don't know that!"I scream at him, my pain for the first time was on my sleeves for all to see. He just bowed his head not looking me in the eyes. I disregarded his statement completely, it was like I could barely think. The only thing in my mind is that she wasn't here.
I couldn't sleep either all I could see in our room was her empty side of the bed; where she usually messed up the covers and through all the pillows on the floor.
"I can't lose her. Because if I do...
I will lose my friend
My soulmate
My smile
My love.
If I lose her then I'm nothing."————————————————————
Kiara POV"You sick, pervert, piece of absolute dog shit"
I barked as the man threw me into a cell. Not before pulling the fabric off my head, one made of black non-see-through fabric.The brisk strong set man chuckled fixing his suit, this man was undoubtedly Lucien's father. They shared uncanny looks from their black misty hair his now a peppercorn, steady jawline and perfect white straight teeth.
The suit fit him well despite his age, and watches and rings lined his fingers and wrists.
The only thing setting them apart was their eye color. Lucien's was an unforgettable, indescribable mesmerizing steel.
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