Chapter 13
Killian’s POV
It felt different when I woke up–a warmth scaring through me from beside me. I opened my eyes to see the sunrays bathing her creamy red skin in a morning glow. The little freckles on her face were tinged with a reddish hue.
“One day, you will find a siren, and you won’t look back at us, son,” my father’s words echoed in my head. For once, I didn’t feel the ice fisting my heart when I remembered him. The smell of smoke that haunted me was replaced by hers. This was not something I had expected when I decided I would have her.
1 brushed away her soft hair from her face. She was curled up on my side, her sheets fisted against her chest, the rest tangled between her legs.
“You are a siren in every way, 1 marmured.
I didn’t know what she would prefer–seeing me in the morning or finding me gone. I was sure her family wouldn’t wake up for another few hours. It would be fun teasing her. I smiled as I picked up the landline phone that connected to the kitchen and staff room. Nina answered on the second ring, and hold her to bring my clothes to Mila’s room and ensure the kitchen was clean.
A few minutes later, a knock on the door tore my gaze away from Mila
It’s Nina, sir. I’m here with your clothes.”
I shipped out of bed and opened the door just a fraction. Nina stretched out her hand, holding a T–shirt and khaki pants.
“Thanks, Nina,” I said, taking them and shutting the door,
I put the clothes aside and turned back to see Mila’s hands searching the bed where I had been lying. The conscious her and the unconscious her were two different people..
I smiled and slipped back into the sheets. I touched her shoulder, and she instinctively curled under my arm, her head resting against my torso. She burrowed closer as I stroked her hair,
Her sheets had slipped, revealing her back. I still remembered the feeling when I first saw the scar there. The thought of someone hurting her had nearly torn me apart. I did the only thing that would quench the bloodthirst I felt, but true relief came when I found her under my roof again, just a Tew feet away from me in the kitchen.
Everything had been planned. I was supposed to take it slow–bring her to my bedroom, tell her about myself, and seduce her. But when I saw her there, under the soft glow of the fridge light in nothing but shorts and a camisole, I couldn’t hold myself back. Once I started, I couldn’t stop..
I stroked her back where her scar was, tracing the other smaller ones that were properly healed and hidden, save for the one on her right knee. It looked like a wound that hadn’t been treated and had healed on its own
“I will never let anyour hurt you again,” I vowed.
Mila POV
When I woke up, my body was deliciously sore. I snuggled deeper into… My–the fabric under my check was rough yet smooth and warm. My heart rapt to my throat as flashes of last night’s memories hit me. My hand instinctively traced the rough line over his skin as I opened my eyes. Half of me was draped over him.
I looked up. His head rested on the headboard, his eyes closed. In the morning light, he looked different–almost ethereal–even with all his scars and imperfections on display. Beneath his dark tattoos, there were small scars scattered over his shoulders and biceps–tiny circular burn marks My fingers brushed one on his ribrage, and a knot tightened in my stomach. Cigarette burs. Someone had tortured him.
His words from earlier came back to me: “I don’t allow smoking in my presence”
I shook my head. Who did just 1 wanted to ask, but things had already gone too far. This couldn’t happen again.
He began to stir, and I quickly slipped out of his combrace, turning away and pretending to sleep.
“Mila,” his hard bruded my shoulder. I frigned a deeper breath. He chuckled softly
“You can’t escape me,” he whispered in my rat, kissing my temple
Hait my lip as I heard him ship off the bed and walk to the bathroom. When the door opened and shut, I finally relaxed. He emerged a while later. and I felt his presence beside me. He crouched down, taking my wrist in his hand and pressing a kiss to its inner sile
“Sorry about this. I lost control-
His fingers lingered on my pulse, which quickened beneath his touch. He kissed the spot where it raced, and I felt his lips curve into a simile. There
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was something warm about the gesture.
When he left the room without another word, I opened my eyes. My wrist bore faint marks from his fingers. It ached slightly, though I didn’t remember when I’d gotten them. Pulling the sheets to my neck. I whispered to myself, What am I going to do now?
It took effort to get out of bed, my muscles protesting. In the bathroom, the mirror reflected my flushed checks and swollen red lips. It wasn’t just my wrist; there were marks on my thighs, bite marks on my neck, and faint ones over my breasts. I shivered as vivid images replayed in my mind. my core aching.
Shaking my head, I muttered, “Stop thinking about it”.
When I finally made it to the kichen, Nina insisted I start breakfast without waiting for anyone. Halfway through my omelet, Kate entered.rubbing her temple and asking Nina for lemonade. Uneasy, I pulled out my phone. We were supposed to leave in an hour.
Franny arrived next, dark circles under her eyes She stumbled, and I quickly helped her to a chair.
“What happened to you?” I asked, concerned.
“I have a terrible headache Franny groaned.
Nikolai came in looking hungover, though Franny didn’t drink. Adeline and Father followed, complaining of the same symptoms but more composed.
“Good morning, everyone,” a voice grected
1 stiffened. Has presence filled the kitchen as he stopped beside me. My breath caught when he leaned over the table, reaching for an apple from the fruit basket. His gaze flicked to mine, a smirk playing on his lips.
Everyone seemed preoccupied, but he asked, “Everything alright?”
“Maybe it was something from last night. Everyone seems under the weather,” Kate replied, glancing at him nervously.
“What about you. Mila! Did you sleep well?” he asked directly. His eyes sparkled with humor,
I glared at him. Unbelievable.
“Yes, thank you,” I replied, forcing a polite smile. I reacted too fast.
My guard is always down when it comes to him.
Breakfast passed uneventfully, though most could only manage to cat half of their portions, Kate suggested that we extend our stay and rest a bit Jonger, but Father and Adeline politely declined. Nicolai couldn’t hide his disappointment. From the look on his face, it seemed like he didn’t want to risk the road, but when we all gathered on the porch for the farewell, he said nothing.
Our belongings were already loaded into the cars, and we started sending in while Father and Killian stood outside, Whatever F
Father said to him. Killian nodded in response and then shook his hand.
The sight of it sobered me somehow, Killian Knight was dangerous for me in every possible way. He carried too many secrets and wore too many masks. Whatever happened here would not be repeated.
I turned away from him.
Fin done with hum
