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Falling for my mate's killer Thirty three.
ISHTARI woke up in a dimly lit room, nestled in the warmth of Damian's arms. Confusion washed over me as I realized I had passed out, my last memory a blurry haze. Panic gripped my heart, and I stammered, "Damian, what... What happened to me?"I remembered making dinner and waiting for him. I could vividly recall the moment he had walked in, too, but after that, I couldn't remember anything else. It was as though that part of my brain was wiped clean.His silence hung heavy in the air, and he only looked at me. I'd seen Damian look disturbed before, but this was the worst of it all. His keen eyes bored into mine like he was searching for something.We were on the floor by the dining table. There was a blockage in my mind every time I tried to remember what happened. He finally asked, after I tried to wriggle out of his grip. "Do you remember what you said to me, Ishtar?"I looked up at him, my eyes searching for answers, but I couldn't find any. "I... I don't remember," I admitted,
Falling for my mate's killer Thirty four
DAMIAN.I picked up the phone after the ringing pulled me out of my thoughts, especially after what happened with Ishtar last night. I wasn't processing it right, and everything Minerva said rang consistently in my head."Yes?" I answered as I brought the line to my ears slowly. It was the receptionist. "There's someone here for you," She said from the other end. "She doesn't have an appointment, but she says you would want to see her.""Really?" I quizzed, "And what business does she have with me?" It couldn't be Ishtar. I hadn't seen her since last night, and I was sure she knew not to come find me at my workplace. "She said…she got your message from one of the investigators, and she knows the person you're looking for," She paused slightly, and I heard another voice mutter something to her. "The old lady…" The receptionist quickly added. "The grandmother."The words sounded like they defined my entire life, probably because they did. "Please, send her upstairs immediately," I sai
Falling for my mate's killer Thirty five
ISHTARI didn't want to tell him exactly what I heard from Reiss in the hopes that he'd come out clean and tell me that truth about himself. I thought I could do it, share a roof with him for the good of it, and act like we didn't know each other, but that one night had changed everything. It wasn't easy for me to pretend anymore.I stared at him, and he stared back, loosening his tie as he prepared to tell me the truth, although I hoped it really was. I couldn't help but wonder what else he was hiding. The silence of the house was sharp enough to sting us, and my tagged breathing filled my ears. I was impatient and ready to leave even though I wasn't sure where. I'd survive. I always did."The truth…Ishtar," he paused, then heaved a broken sigh. "You're right. I've not been completely honest with you, and it's for a reason I'm hoping you'd understand."I'd understand. I was pretty sure of it. I didn't dare to take my eyes off me, as though it helped me understand this enigma of a man
Falling for my mate's killer Thirty six
DAMIAN."Be nice, be nice!" Ishtar urged; her words just seemed to bounce off my ears as derealisation hit me for the first few seconds. It felt as though I'd floated out of my body.Reiss. Reiss? I shot my head to Ishatar and marked the expression of surprise etched on her face, yet it was nothing compared to mine. "You brought him here?" I asked through gritted teeth as the jolly fellow waltzed closer to where we were seated.Oh, God. No, no. Anyone but this one. "Oh, yes, I did. I hid him in my purse. Look how big it is!" She said, her tone dripping with sarcasm. I didn't know what to think until she started speaking again, faster and lower. "I may…have told him I was going on a vacation with you."I shot her a glare. "But…his coming here was solely his decision. Hell, how did he even find this place?" She gasped. "Oh, man!""It's the only resort we own in Samoa," I respond quickly. I didn't know why I needed to comply with her instructions. She said to be nice, and I was being ni
Falling for my mate's killer Thirty seven
ISHTAR.This day would be perfect if Damian were here. I knew he'd never watch a movie with us like this, but at least I'd know that he was within earshot, and that alone would feel good.I was watching a horror movie franchise with Reiss in the home Cinema. It was the most comfortable thing I'd ever come across, and I can't even begin to explain how good it made me feel. The TV was the biggest I'd ever seen in my life while the surroundings were set like a bedroom, although dark.Reiss and I shared a blanket, and he spooked me by trembling his legs from time to time. It was fun and thrilling, unlike anything I'd ever experienced, yet it felt incomplete. I found myself drifting off and asking myself why Damian brought me here with him just to run off and start working.Was that his genius plan from the beginning? Was this never a vacation to begin with? The voices in my head wouldn't stop giving me answers, and just as I wasn't quite clear on his identity, there was so much doubt in m
Falling for my mate's killer Thirty eight.
DAMIAN."So, is it a yes?" She looked up at me as I hugged her. She was too adorable to say not to. I couldn't find it in me to decline her request, even though I'd been thinking about it myself.Maybe two more days wouldn't hurt. I mean, what was the worst that could happen? We've already hit different bottoms, and although I was standing on an edge right now, I didn't mind. "Hm, hm," I nodded, smiling down at the adorable entity whose arms were wrapped around me. Reiss had left the Resort to tour the beach immediately after the movie. Leaving Ishtar and I. The silence hung in the air, and I could feel things begin to become awkward between us. And I didn't want to do anything with her. It was as though as I was too scared to touch her because I cared about her so much.There was an undeniable tension in the air, one that I couldn't help but acknowledge. I cared about her deeply, and the fear of overstepping boundaries made it awkward to initiate any physical contact.I decided to
Falling for my mate's killer Thirty nine.
ISHTAR."Well, well, well…"I lost a half the fragment of my mind when the lights clicked on, and Reiss appeared before us, obviously humored by our position. I didn't know whether or not to fume that he scared me or that he'd just snatched the chance I had to kiss Damian. God knows when I'd get to kiss him again when we get back home.I was stunned and speechless, and I watched Damian's hands slowly slip from my sides as he sighed exasperatedly and muttered something I couldn't understand underneath his breath. I think we were both mad at the interruption, not at the fact that Reiss found us kissing.Reiss leaned against the door frame and kept his sheepish smile intact, and for the first time in a while, I actually did want to knock it off his pretty face. I clenched my fist and tilted my head to move away the tendrils on my face. I heaved a broken sigh, and a small laugh followed it, "Reiss, howdy?""Howdy?" Damian echoed. "What are you, fifty?" He was being too adorable, and I did
Falling for my mate's killer Forty.
DAMIAN.Reiss, that loud mouth of his, and the way he spewed the question like it couldn't do potential damage. Even as I sat before my desk, pretending to focus on the unarranged pile of mess that I called paperworks before me, I could barely concentrate on anything.I keep thinking about what I could have done or said differently. The image on her face when she tiredly walked to the door with Reiss haunted it and I knew it would stay on my mind for a while. What was wrong with me? Yes, I like her. Yes, I like her. I imagined myself saying that to Reiss, and it worked out well in my head. I could have just said so, and I would have hurt her less. Everything would have been better off, and I'd be able to pull myself out of these thoughts.Now, I couldn't concentrate, and I was on my second bottle of beer. I stood up and went to the windows where the landscape spread endlessly, and I sighed, pressing the can in my hands. I was tired of everything and how I always seemed to hit a brick
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