70Cole followed Hunter closely with bated breath. A tiny voice in his mind asked him to prevent his best friend given everything about him screamed sinful intentions. His eyes were shadowed with ferocity and the chips of black in his pupils darkened. "They might have given a slip, Hunter. I'm certain they witnessed Murphy beating Pavel Maury to unconsciousness." Cole tried to create deviation. "They wouldn't wait for you to hunt them down, would they?" "Your certainty has nothing to do with my purpose. And just so you know, my guards haven't seen them going out of the pub. They're still inside, hiding somewhere." Hunter took long measured steps into the dark and isolated part of the pub that wasn't open for anyone except the staff. “And I don't give two fucks why and how Murphy beat Pavel Maury. I'm not going to let him go easily… that's for sure.” He crossed a corridor or two and arrived at a dead end. Cole halted before he bumped into Hunter's back. "Oh, so they're hiding in t
71Tyler's mouth curved up as he focused on the driving."I'm not here to fight your crazy ex-husband. Don't worry." He said as if he read her mind.His words didn't settle her restlessness. If anything, it increased her anxiety.Claire appraised the cuts and bruises on his face. It reminded her of Hunter's fury. He did that in RavenMoore. What would he do if he was made aware that Tyler has come to his country? Claire didn't want to think. She didn't want to see any more blood of either Tyler or Hunter being shed by one another. "Go back," She said while looking at him seriously. "I'm here for business purposes, Claire. I can't go even if I want to." Tyler offered without looking up. "Your ex-husband has been a sore sight for my eyes. Do you think I have any patience to tolerate him? You can relax. I have no desire to initiate a fight." "But what happened in RavenMoore...." She breathed deeply. "It must be shameful for you. You were beaten in your own country right in your own f
72In the hospital,Zara emerged from the darkness of induced slumber with a flickering gaze. She kept them close for a while to relax the back of her eyes then undid them again. She looked around and a feeling of disappointment crept into her being given her side was empty.There was a single nurse examining her daily report. She noticed the movement on the pillow and tore her gaze off the notepad. A warm smile touched her lips. "How are you feeling, ma'am?" The nurse asked, coming closer. Zara's chest bubbled with pounding anger. She looked about the room again as though whatever she was desiring to catch sight of will appear. However, she was met with silence and white walls. The stools placed on both sides of the bed seemed to have never been occupied, and not even the scent she thought she would wake up to inhaling was breathable in the air.The nurse had kept the pad by Zara's foot on the bed. She was unclasping the strings on the front of her gown to appraise her wound. The la
73Hunter took the lift to go downstairs and hid behind a wall to peek inside the casualty room. The lounge was occupied by some visitors, and amidst them, sat Claire with Penelope Baker, her annoying friend.Claire made a cringe face while helping hold Penelope's hand which she seemed to have hurt in some way."Why do you even attempt to ride a bike when you can't balance it? I have never seen such a stupid person in my life, Penny." Claire ranted. "This is your fifth time fracturing a part of your body in a year after falling from a bike. Why don't you just drop your determination? You can't ride a motorbike and that's it! That's the truth. Embrace it." Penelope made a crying face. Her hand was looking swollen and the side of her wrist was scraped with dried up blood. But Hunter hardly paid any attention or pitied the brunette beauty. His eyes were affixed on Claire's beautiful face. She wore a baby pink top with black short skirt. It was not revealing but something about it made H
74Claire was rooted into her spot, her heart picking up crazy speed. She didn't try to hide the color whipping into her cheeks or how her breathing doubled. She crossed her hands on her chest and stared at him. The back of her eyes were dry. She was thankful. She had shed more tears on this man compared to what he deserved. She focused on his face. It was not a stoic mask. His jaw was tensely clenched, his eyes looking at her with emotions she didn't want to acknowledge. There was something about his lips that suggested he had a shit load of stuff to tell her, but that he was quiet as though it was not the right time.He was still. Too still, like a predator indolently waiting to pounce. His dark eyes increased the level of adrenaline in her body. The silence in the cabin caused her back to soak with sweat. Though her face was hardened, her body was discreetly mourning over the fact that this gorgeous man, sitting across from her in a chair that wasn't his, was once hers. He had a
75 Her throat contracted with nerves, and she felt herself drowning, choking. Tears trickled out of her eyes. The fact that Hunter was literally behaving like they were one body with two souls made her knees buckle.She was not going to fall though. He had her tightly held after all. So tightly held as if she was his safe haven. As if she were his anchor, and god forbid if he let loose, then not only will he drown but also won't have the strength to come up on the surface as though the currents in the ocean were powerful. Claire quietly lowered her trembling face. She caught only the sight of his ear and the skin around it. He seemed to have rested himself at peace. Fully relieved... Like there was no better place than her embrace. She could feel his soft and unrushed breathing. The warmth of it. Her neck numbed under the warmth of his hot breaths. She couldn't see it but she could bet that his eyes were close. He could fall asleep in that position, with her in his arms, standing
76Hunter stared pointlessly in the air as he let Claire's words sink in.There. Is. Nothing. Between. Me. And. Tyler.She literally hissed those words out with contempt only a woman steadfast on her determination would. Not to mention Claire would never lie. She was a simple woman with a heart made of pure gold. She stated it herself already. Even if it was the best way to fuck his senses up and turn the course of his world around, she would never do it.Because she was Claire. The woman with love in her heart. The woman with deep compassion for every living creature on this earth. She didn't know how to be bad and hence she decided for his fate to punish him for his sins. For the injustice and wrongdoings he committed towards her. "Fuck!" Hunter ran a hand through his hair and stormed out of the cabin restlessly to go after her. This was punishment. Claire wanting to get away from him... This was real punishment. And it was worse than he could imagine. Even the thought of having
77Hunter walked back to her. This time he felt her shudder when he pressed his chest into her back. Claire hugged her arms but didn't try to move away. Hunter touched her mouth to her ear, not kissing her, but not trying to move his lips away. His hands remained suspended to his sides as if he knew she was praying in her heart for him to keep his hands to himself. "I realized it that day we had our divorce. Specifically when we were handed our divorce certificates. I was looking at your face. I knew it's wrong. I didn't want to let you go." He paused, his face coming closer so his lips would touch her jaw. Again, he wasn't kissing her, just keeping his mouth in contact with her skin. Emotions choked Claire's throat. Clogged her mind as misery ran through her veins, causing her skin to turn cold like the surface of a car during tough winters. "But you still did." Claire stole his chance to speak along with his breaths as she continued, "Not only that... You also let your slút snatc