Mayhem (Hades Gate MC #1)

Chapter 32

• Levi •

Shocked might be an understatement when I watched a broken Mayhem walk through the door. "What. The fuck" I almost screamed as I made my way over to him. My skin, still wet from the shower, clashed with his bloody body.

I only received a wild grunt that almost sounded animalistic, but I couldn't care less. My cold heart, a heart I guarded for life, hurt. Like someone stabbed me right in the heart. Anger followed suit right after, making me take a step in the now closed door.

A warm hand grabbed my arm, forcing me to retreat. "It's over" Mayhem said before dragging me with him to the bed. For a man that looked this broken, he still held an enormous amount of strength. The kind that I should fear. But instead, I was sickly turned on by him. The blood, the strength. Everything about this mother fucker drew me in.

I watched him lay down before he tugged me into his side, his sweaty arm instantly curled around my waist. "You can't run from me now" he whispered in my ear. "You're mine now."

I turned around to look him in the eye but was met by closed eyes and a soft warm breath that hit my face. He fell asleep.

I sighted and dropped my head back into the cushion, wondering what that was about. Deep down though, I knew he had won or survived or passed the test. Panic filled my body and my breath shortened.

"You're mine now." The sentence drifted through my mind, echoing through my soul. Although I was scared to leave, the fear of being tied to a man also remained firmly in place. "Fuuuuck."

••••

"I have to say, the staring is staring is starting to freak me out" Haru mumbled next to me while looking over the dinner table. I had to agree, after that night the men at the club kept their distance. Not like before, but more guarded. I couldn't place it, but I could read the curiosity in their eyes. The bitch that won over Mayhem.

While the men just looked curious, the soul eaters just showed hatered. I stole their dick in a way, even though they rarely got the chance to get it in the first place. Hell, I still didn't have the dick they all seemed to crave.

Its been 2 weeks since that night. And Mayhem hadn't touched me once. Yeah the fucker would tease me, look at me with such intensity that my legs seemed to give out and ghosts like kisses on my neck, my face.

He was waiting for something almost and the fear I felt before now turned into something else, something I once again, couldn't place.

He turned me into a mess, a mess I had no control over.

"Levi, helloooo?" I snap out of my train of thought while I watch a hand waving in front of my face. "You zoned out just now" Haru says, concern clear to see on her face. She has been concerned for a while now. I wasn't acting normal, as she liked the say. Like I was normal in the first palce.

"I'm fine" I whisper. I sip my coffee and watch the men around me. "Let them watch, seems like the poor souls are bored out of their mind if I seem that interesting" I say.

I force a grin on my face before turning to Haru. "Don't worry, I'm fineee." I lift one hand up and rustle her hair, earning myself a cute groan.

After finishing my cup I get up. I give Haru another grin before turning around and walking out of the kitchen. In the corner of my eye I watch my brother. We hadn't spoken at all. Neither had I with Chaos. They seemed to keep their distance while carefully watching me and Mayhem. Like they didn't trust it.

With a annoyed sigh I make my way through the bar, ignoring the glares as usual. 

Completely lost in my mind, I make my way upstairs. Before I reach the top an arm curls around my waist, lifting me up against a strong back that I, embarrassedly so, instantly recognize.

"Mayhem" I grit through my teeth. "Levi" he whispers amused in my ear. I can hear the grin in his voice, annoying me more than I would like to admit. "The fuck do you want" I say annoyed, kicking my legs back in the hope of hitting his sin. A chuckle follows, the sound forming an calming effect in my chest.

This man is my undoing and I don't know why. He walks me to his room, kicking open the door with his foot. The usual darkness surrounds us after the door closes behind us. "Can you, you know, let me down so I can actually punch you in the face?" I say while trying to wiggle out of his big arms. "Now why would you do that?" Mayhem says, amusement and curiously clear to hear.

"Well, I don't know. Maybe because you're a fucking asshole?" I say, finally seeing an opportunity to break free from the iron hold when his arm loosens. I jump out of his arms and instantly turn his way. I'm met with dark eyes, that for once are warm instead of cold. A lazy grin on his face that turns him in a completely different man.

"Why is that?" Mayhem asks again. Ready to tell him why, I open my mouth. I then realise I don't know why I'm annoyed. Frustrated I wave my hand through my dreads and turn back around to walk over to his bed. I let myself fall down and turn on my back, watching the ceiling in the darkness. "I don't know" I whisper.

The bed dents after a few second and I turn my head to see Maybem kneeling down next to me. He waves his hand, indicating I have to move so I can give him space. "You missed me" he says.

"Fuck no I didn't" I say stubbornly. Because there is no way. No way I missed his delicious body, his warmth. "You did" he says firmly before rolling on top of me.

I stare into his eyes, instantly locked and held prisoner. This man is my undoing.