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So, fucking unnatural, that I left it at the clubhouse.
Fuck.
Down the hall and into the kitchen, I make my way towards the front door. The windows are covered by heavy curtains, but with the groaning of the porch boards, I can tell whatever intruder was out there, still is.
I press my hand to the cool lock, my other hand holding the knife as I reach for the doorknob. I swallow down the growing lump in the back of my throat, ready to end whoever wants to make my life a living hell for the thousandth time.
One, two, three…
My thoughts ring in tune with the thumping in my ears as I swing the door open.
My knife clatters to the ground.
My breath flies out of my chest in a gasp.
“Aziel?”
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Aziel
Two months ago
“I’m glad I rescued you that day. I’m glad you were crawling through the destruction and looked up at me with your big blue eyes. I didn’t realize the emptiness in my life until you crashed into it. If all I get with you is a few moments, well, at least I had you at all.” I breathe to her. The panic to say something, anything to her is like a premonition.
Something is seriously fucked up right now.
Blinding pain hits me in the back of the head. My vision goes black with the blunt pain as I get pulled to the ground.
I don’t hear Ivy anymore, and I can only hope she’s run for her life, far away from here. The nerves I smell aren’t just mine.
Santiago knows something.
I start getting pulled by my ankle. My back drags across the floor and down a step, the back of my already tender head slamming against the lip of the stair.
“Fuck!” I roar, arching from the pain.
I swing my other foot out, hooking them around his ankles and pulling as hard as I can. My trapped ankle gets released, and I shake my head, clearing my vision and watch as Santiago stumbles from my intrusion. Irritation and fury lines his face. But more than that, determination dances around the edges of his eyes, and I know that determination has to do with Ivy.
No fucking chance.
I sit up, swinging my fist and hitting him right in the kidneys. He bows and grunts, his face blanching in pain. I use the moment to stand, punching him right in the nose. It crunches beneath my knuckles, and pulling my hand away, I already have a streak of blood coating my knuckles.
“Fuck!” Santiago roars, his accent thick with pain.
I glance over my shoulder, looking outside and seeing where Ivy last stood is now empty.
Thank fuck.
Santiago grabs the back of my hair, pushing me into the wall. I hear a crunch myself, and I can’t tell if it’s my nose or the wall. I instantly can taste blood in the back of my sinuses.
Curling my lip, I grunt as I wipe my nose with the back of my hand. Face paint wipes away, smeared in red.
I bring my elbow back, slamming it right in his throat. “I’ve been waiting for this moment for so fucking long.” I pant. “I can’t wait to see you take your last breath.”
He sneers at me, blood coating his teeth. He spits a glob of red at my feet. “Ella siempre será mía.”
I shake my head. “I don’t fucking speak Spanish.”
