Of course she feared him. But she wanted him even more.He didn’t have to know that though.Rain fixed her shirt awkwardly as the got seated in the car. His eyes were still on her, she could tell and it was making every single hair on her body stand in high alert.Why was he still staring?“Why are you so quiet?”“Huh?”Rain turned to look at him. He’d put on a new shirt and it only took him five minutes, just like her, he didn’t put on his blazer but instead held it over his shoulder as they walked.His smoldering gaze kept her on the edge of her seat, Rain was trying so hard to not show just how much his close proximity affected her but yet…at this rate… “Why haven’t you said a word since we left?” He asked looking like he was accusing her of something.“Because I had nothing to say,”After blatantly admitting to being affected by the look in his eyes in front of everyone and also looking at him like she came straight out of a fucking romance novel and she couldn’t get he

Pain. Alexander grunted and pulled out the dagger from his stomach. There was pain. The meager yet dangerous object dropped to the floor with a dull clang and he spared it a glance. Pain. A lot of it but it was nothing compared to what the man who’d just stabbed him was about to experience. He had on a smug expression, looked like he’d just achieved the unachievable…it made him feel pretty good about himself. “Don!” Enzo had walked in, the tray of coffee they’d asked him for in his hand. Rain was behind him, she on a fuming expression until her eyes took in his current state. “A—” Alexander lifted a hand and stopped them both from moving forward. Mr. Torricelli chuckled and his grip on the hilt of another dagger tightened. “Why? Let them come closer...I want them to see just how much damage has been done and how easily you’re about to be brought to your knees!” The man sounded borderline hysterical, he seemed to think he had everything under control despite the obvious trem

They were home in less than an hour.Alexander’s grip hadn’t loosened, even when he lost consciousness and his head fell to the side in exhaustion. He held on to Rain’s hand and no matter how hard everyone tried, most especially Vlad, they couldn’t pry his fists open.“Just let the both of the come out together,” The family doctor, Gregory had said in an exasperated tone. She’d first met him in the hospital when Alexander had gone for his monthly check up.The doctor was tall, much younger than she expected because he only looked a few years older than Alexander. He had dark skin, only a few shades darker than hers with full pink lips that looked extremely soft.They didn’t compare to Alexander’s though.Damn it!She had to stop comparing every man she met to Alexander. They set Alexander down on his bed after much difficulty from bringing him up the stairs.Enzo was panting by the time they were done. Rain was still feeling his warmth against her palm, her entire clothes dre

Rain wasn’t sure how long she stood under the shower, she’d scrubbed her entire body raw more than a few times, swallowed back the screams that threatened to come up and tried her best not to cry. Or maybe she was already crying but just couldn’t tell the difference between her tears and the water cascading down on her skin. She couldn’t breathe…at some point her lungs stopped working and she had to sit on the floor and wrap her arms around her body. She’d shot a man today, she enjoyed it. That wasn’t the issue. The issue was what it reminded her of. What being covered in blood reminded her of. Maybe she was already mentally unstable before she walked into Alexander’s life…maybe this was who she really was deep down and it was hidden all this time. The water soon turned cold, that was what brought Rain out if her daze. She got up, turned off the shower and wrapped a towel around her body. She was shivering by the times she exited the bathroom. She quickly dried herself up and s

Alexander’s fists clenched the marble sink tightly. He closed his eyes and took in deep breaths but that only worsened his situation. His stomach hurt like a fucking bitch! “When I get my hands on Torricelli…” he said through gritted teeth. His eyes opened and he stared at his reflection in the mirror. His hair was tousled and his lips slightly swollen. He looked so thoroughly fucked even though he didn’t go that far with Rain. Rain. She made him drop all inhibitions the second she joined her body with his, she shocked him even more by making the first move and kissing him…one their lips touched, all of the warnings in his head became silent and he only knew one thing in that moment, that he wanted her and he had to have her. No woman had ever pushed him to the brink of losing his self control before, only Rain did that to him. Only Rain. She was like a forbidden fruit that kept calling, consequences be damned! Once they were done with this fucking charity Ball, he was going to