I step out of the elevator and am immediately bathed in darkness. I look around and find no sight of Roman. Where did he disappear to? I turn on the lights in the living room and kitchen feeling relieved that I'm not in darkness. I stand awkwardly in the kitchen not sure what to do with myself. I don't want to go into my empty dark room alone. I don't want to be alone and I don't want to bother him more than I already have. One minute he's delighted to be in my presence the next he's not. I don't think I can deal with that at the moment. I'll take care of myself. Like I always have. I retrieve a glass from the cabinet and pour myself a cup of water. It tastes sour as it goes down my throat. I suppress the urge to spit it out. I hold the glass gingerly and stare at it intently. I'm here having a cold fucking glass of water when Hunter's remains are scattered in a warehouse. It's all because of me. It's my fault. If he had never met me he'd still be alive. What makes me more disgusted
The room has his delicious scent all over it. He sits me down on the bed and disappears into the bathroom. I run my fingers over the comforters, they are really soft. I wouldn't mind losing myself in between these covers. He disappears into the bathroom then he pops back into the room a few minutes later. He places a gown beside me then crouches in front of me, takes my hand and stares at me intently. "Are you bruised anywhere?"I manage a nod. A frown forms on his face. I point to my stomach. His fingers hover over the first button waiting for permission to continue. I nod and he carefully unbuttons the bloody shirt. Once done he tosses it on the floor and inspects my upper body. There are bruises running from my stomach and arms to my chest. A dark look invades his face. I feel self conscious at the thought of him seeing my body covered in these ugly bruises. He's probably disgusted. I look at the ceiling hoping it would swallow me up. I feel his fingers graze one of the bruises on
We walk hand in hand to the kitchen. I feel butterflies in my stomach. I sit by the kitchen island whilst he works his way around the kitchen."What are you cooking?" I ask. "Pasta."I sit quietly and watch as he manoeuvres around the kitchen. A man who cooks it top tier. "You're awfully quiet." He says as he adds the pasta into the hot water. I hug my body. "I thought you said you hate my endless chatter." I tease. He leans against the counter and my eyes collide with his. "Maybe I like it."Feeling flirtatious I say "Well you'll have to pay up to get me talking again.""Oh really? Cash? Credit? Me? Which one do you desire?"The playfulness in his voice sends adrenaline through my body. I twist around in my chair then come again to face him. "Hmm well, I'm not sure if you can afford it Mr Valkov. Give me a spin, let's see your assets."He takes a slow spin. Then comes to face me again. Suppressing my giggles I say "Hold on I didn't see that ass."Amused he turns around. I giggl
Forty minutes later the food is ready and dished out in the dinner table. As I am about to take my seat on the opposite end of the table Roman stops me. He gentle drags me back to his seat then just when I think he's going to make me seat in it, he does the opposite. He wraps firm hands around my waist then hoists me on to the table. Stunned I simply watch as he retrieves the plates from the center of the table and places them besides me. Thank goodness this table is huge. He takes his seat and moves hisbseat closer. He places a hand besides my thigh and gets a fork full of spaghetti and brings it to my lips. I open my mouth and accept it happily. The burst of flavors melts in my mouth and I groan in satisfaction. He continues feeding me. I love that he's feeding me. After ten minutes I'm stuffed. "Okey now its my turn." I state. I hop off the table and take my position sideways on his laps. He holds me securely so I'm comfortable. I start to feed him taking time to also admire his
It's pitch black everywhere. The sound of my feet moving across the vast darkness echoes around me. I desperately glance around hoping to catch a glimmer of light but my hope immediately sinks when I spot none. I wrap my hands tightly around myself, the thin material of my gown does little to shield me from the blistering cold. "Hello!" I call out. My voice echoes back. Just how big is this place, just how empty is it. My anxiety bubbles inside me as the seconds tick by. I keep walking, desperately hoping I'll find the end of this hell. Suddenly, sharp piercing screams erupts throughout the room. My eardrums feel as though they are about to erupt, this throws me off balance causing my knees to buckle and they hit the ground hard. Pain immediately sprouts through my body. Tremors wreck through my body. Despite it being useless, I try to shield my ears from the menacing scream, hoping for some silence. This does nothing, I feel vibrations wrecking through my body."Please, please stop.
It’s cool and dark outside as I drive, dark clouds hovering over the plains,I listen to the gentle taps of the raindrops as they hit my windshield. I make a turn into the LA Vie restaurant parking lot. I notice it's packed with many cars as I desperately search for a parking space. The rain drops start to get heavy. After what feels like forever I finally find a spot up ahead. Relieved, I drive towards it, it's short lived as a car speeds past me and snatches it. I hoot then step out of my car, too angry to pay any attention to the heavy downpour weighing on my body. I stand in front of my car, arms crossed, words at the tip of my tongue ready to shoot ammunition. A man steps out of the car, he walks up to me. He slowly scans the area before his gaze lands on me. He takes slow confident strides towards me until he is a few feet away, he's tall enough to make me crane my neck to meet his gaze. The rain gets heavier, clouding my vision making it difficult to maintain eye contact with h
"Lani,Lani" a soft voice calls out to me. My eyes flutter open, I'm in a meadow, a beautiful colorfu, meadow. I pluck a lilly from the ground and bring it to my nose, it's sweet scent invades my nose. "Lani, Lani." Only one person used to call me that. Val. My heart stops for a second.I desperately look around to find her. "Val! Val!" I call out. There's a pocket of silence for a minute before she calls out again. I quickly take to my feet and follow the voice. I spot a head full of red hair among the flowers not far from me. Feeling like my heart is about to leap out of my chest I approach it slowly, my feet grazing the rough shrubs and grass as I walk. When I'm inches away I extend a hand, "Val?" I call out and I hold my breath. Hoping and praying that it's her. She giggles and my heart swells with warmth, the sound pleasantly fills my ears. My eyes start to gather up tears. "Go back Lani." That's the last thing I hear before the world goes black again. My eyes flutter open and
My nose is immediately hit by his scent,I greedily take it in, inhaling and exhaling more times than necessary, I feel the warmth of his gaze warming my body instantly. The room suddenly feels so hot, my gaze falls on the cool glass of water sitting a few feet from me. Maybe it will cool the warm waves moving through my body. Before I can reach for it, it's already in front of me,with strong large fingers wrapped around it making it seem like a toddlers cup. Not lifting my eyes from the glass I grab it, my fingers brush against his in the process sending chills through my body. Maybe it's the morphine being pumped into my veins because my body is reacting in an odd way. I drink the water in one swig, my body feeling no effect of the water, if only it burns up more. I place it on the table beside me, and my eyes scan him from head to toe until our gazes clash. I lose my heartbreak for a second. His eyes, something about his eyes make my heart thump in familiarity, one eye is flaked g