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I blinked. How the fuck did he know? Granted, he was stalking me, and would’ve possibly remained hidden for much longer had I not discovered his cameras and bugs. In the beginning, it had been curiosity. All of him was too alluring, too mind-consuming for me to let it be. Once I had my sights set on him, it was done.
Perhaps I was the stalker. Everything there was to find on him, I’d discovered in record time. And then I’d had the guts to call him a stalker, when in reality, I’d accepted our fate long ago. As possessive as he was over me, I was twice as bad. I just wasn’t showing it yet.
“Why am I the exception?”
“Your brilliance, your bravery. Because for the first time, I’ve found my equal. You’re as twisted as I am. You’re selfish and greedy, and I want all of it. You know where your loyalties lie and will never betray them. You’re rare, Ekaterina.”
Oh, how wrong he was. Instead of telling him now and spoiling the surprise, I only shook my head. Perhaps he was a foolish man driven by his appetite.
“And you can fight me later, you can hit me, hell you can even shoot me dead. But do that once I know you’re safe and sound. Stop resisting me, Kaya.”
I pondered on the thought. There was a list of reasons I should’ve turned it down, why I should’ve found the nearest weapon and done what he’d told me to—shoot him dead. Yet, all reasonable thought flew out of the window as soon as I met his gaze.
His green eyes were a deep forest, paved with the path of forever. The darkness, the terror I saw in them made me feel safe. It made me feel like home, and that made mefeel.
I nodded.
Not a second later, he picked me up in his arms and carried me outside. I hadn’t realized how much of my anger had vanished. My body stopped trembling as soon as the scent of his cologne curled around me. He had too much power over me, and eventually, I’d allow him to drown me in it.
I’d never been one to believe in soulmates, yet as he carried me, with my head buried in his chest, I couldn’t help but remember an article I’d once read.
Davorin and I shared the same shattered soul. From the moment we’d met, sparks had flown. A connection so strong, magnetic, and intense. An indescribable attraction, as if we were two sides of the same coin.
My twin flame.
I passed out as soon as he put me in the back seat of his car. The road always made me sleepy and at ease. It was strange how I was able to be fully relaxed with him, though I didn’t question it further.
When I woke up, I found myself in an unfamiliar room. It didn’t bother me that the sheets weren’t mine, that the bed size was different or that I didn’t have two pillows. Surprised at how well rested I was, I stretched my back, and the aching slowly started to ease.
A familiar scent filled my nose. This was Davorin’s room. I took my sweet time exploring it, snooping through his drawers, through the closet. I even looked under the bed for anything that might reveal the mystery that he was.
His furniture was the same shade as the sheets he’d given me. His curtains were the same color too, and although it looked pretty, it was also morbid. It gave me chills. I was in his space and he’d allowed me to be. It shouldn’t have made me as happy as it did.
His house was spacious, too big for two people. Probably because it wasn’t just the two of us.
After I’d put on the clothes he’d set out for me—of course he knew my size—I strolled down the flight of stairs. It didn’t take me long to find the kitchen, and there, sitting at the table, was Brianne. Irritation crawled up my skin at the mere sight of her.
“Good morning,” she greeted, though her voice was very low.
I brushed it off due to the fact that her father had been murdered recently, yet I couldn’t find it in myself to feel compassion towards her. Lucky bitch—mine was alive and breathing.
Ignoring the greeting, I made myself a cup of coffee and sat across from her. Her cheeks were stained with days-old mascara, and her tears never seemed to stop. It ticked me off, crying so easily over the most inevitable thing—death.
“Where is Davorin?” I asked.
She looked up from the cup she held in her hands and shrugged. Her mind was elsewhere, and the lack of words irritated me.
She replied after a minute. “He went to gather your things from your place and told me to pass on a message.”
“Which is?”
“Don’t leave until he comes back, or you’ll face a punishment.” Her cheeks turned pink.
That was exactly what I did. I got the address from Brianne, though it wasn’t easy. However, a few threats later and she gave in, and I used her phone to call Dominik. As much as I disliked him at the moment, he was useful. He’d sent me a car and one of his credit cards, no questions asked. Though I had no doubt he’d look into the place I’d called him from.
Being the intuitive person that he was, he’d also sent a package with some essentials. He knew my taste to the last little detail and, alongside the clothes, he’d sent me a new phone too. I think it was his way of apologizing for being an asshole the last time we’d seen each other.
As soon as the driver left with me in the back seat, the phone rang.
