Kapcsolódó sorozatok: Made Men
“You will never know the love I feel for her. How beautiful it is. How painful it can be. What it felt like when I first looked at her. And what it felt like when I thought I might lose her before I could even save her. You will never know true love until you experience true fear. And you will never feel those toward her, as I am the only one for her. She. Is. Mine.”
Chapter 32- How Beautiful It Is.How Painful It Can Be.
A smile started to upturn one side of his lips. “You came in skipping and smiling into Lucca Caruso’s office, so you’re either really fucking stupid or you don’t scare easy.” His hand that was holding onto her wrist began traveling slowly up her arm. “Let’s find out, shall we?” Adalyn stood dangerously still wondering what he was going to do till his hand stopped over her throat and his thumb caught her pulse.
“Strong… but steady.”
Lucca sat somewhere between those two men, having the skills and intellect, but it was his sadistic, twisted, demented mind that made him the worst of all. With him commanding the two men under him, there wasn’t going to be anything or anyone to stand in his way.
“Hey, darlin’,” a familiar, deep voice greeted her. Chloe looked up at Lucca, wondering how he could appear and disappear without a sound. He was the last person anyone would want to catch them offguard, and she was the first person who shouldn’t be snuck up on. Lucca pulled out a cigarette and held it with his lips as he spoke.
“I hear you’re still saying you’re a germaphobe. Have you ever thought of telling the truth, just once?” He flicked his Zippo with his wrist and lit the end.
Chloe looked down at her lap and squeezed her hands together. “I-It’s not a lie.”
Nero threw his arm behind her chair. “No problem, babe.”
And then he ruins it. “Don’t call me that. You should go back.” Elle nodded toward the table he had sat at yesterday. The two girls had been putting daggers into her skin the entire time. “I think they miss you calling them ‘babe’, anyways.”
She watched her friends roll their eyes before they grabbed their boyfriends up and took them to the dancefloor.
Watching Elle with Nero, she finally found a sort of peace within a part of her. She had hated herself so much for so long over how she had treated Elle. Chloe would never forgive herself for it, but the one thing she had done right was that she had always rooted for Nero. After all these years of Elle being a hero, it was time she found someone to be her armor.