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Mila
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MilaI took a deep breath as we stepped out of the room into the corridor. A chill trailed down my spine as I faced the prospect of going downstairs and meeting his family again. God, I hated those men. If I could I would kill them in their sleep and not feel an ounce of guilt. But then I would be lying to myself because when I had the chance, when I had the knife pressed to Olezka’s throat, I saw that flicker of uncertainty, almost a fear of the fragile human life and I couldn't do it. It didn’t matter that how much consumed I was with hatred, I just couldn’t do it.“Hey,” Jonathan murmured as he tipped my chin up and curled his other arm around my arm. I looked up at him, he said, “Chin up. And be the tigress that I know you are.”My stomach tensed and I circled his wrist with my fingers, wanting to touch him and fee
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JonathanNo one sat or ate anything while I paced on the marble floor, worrying why the fuck my father wanted to talk to her alone. I was counting down the minutes for my father to come back with her. I was sure he wouldn’t hurt her but I still didn’t like that he took her away to somewhere else in the house.“What is taking them so long?” Dante grumbled his question, the same one I was asking myself even though it hadn’t been five minutes yet.I clenched my jaw and looked at the corner where they had disappeared. I wanted to go there and make sure she was okay. I looked down at my watch. Another two minutes. Fuck it. I started to walk in the direction of the hallway when they rounded the corner. Mila was by Jasper’s side while my father walked in front of them.I tried to gauge h
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JonathanI entered the bedroom and slowly closed the door behind me in confusion as the room was dark and I didn’t see Mila on the bed. “Mila?” I called out but even as I walked to the bathroom I knew she wasn’t there, her absence was loud. It was amazing how I could feel her presence and absence just like I used to feel for my twin brother.I pulled out my phone and dialled Jasper, realizing that I haven’t seen him since the afternoon when I had come to check up on Mila and he was standing outside the bedroom door where I had asked him to guard her from my father and brother. I didn’t trust them.He picked up on the second ring. “Where the hell is she?” I barked into the phone, where Mila was concerned I didn’t have much patience. “I specifically to
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Mila I sat amidst the men with all of them talking except Jonathan’s father who was glaring at me. He was probably disappointed that now he’d have to take a long road to have me killed or now he’d have to go through his son instead of just being done with it by calling Jonathan a liar for saying that I was pregnant when I hadn’t been. And now he couldn’t change the positive result but I was sure he will still do something about it. About his revenge and the hatred he had for my last name. It didn’t matter to him that for all that matters my last name has now been changed. The hatred like his doesn’t go away. And he was going to do something about it. It was there on his face that he was sending my way throughout the evening. I watched as he turned away and walked toward the corner of the room where two men stood in their black uniforms, armed t
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