Chapter 12
MILENES POV
I didn’t know how much time had passed. The minutes blurred together until Nicolas picked me up again. He carried me somewhere and placed me on something soft. My eyes, swollen from crying, barely opened.
The first thing I noticed was the bed. It was fancy and made with dark wood. Thick red curtains hung from the canopy, blocking the bright sunlight coming into the room
Nicolas sat down on the bed beside me, making it sink under his weight. He wore nothing except a
ta knife holster strapped across his chest.
I looked away, my teeth chattering because I was so cold. Nicolas reached toward me. “Don’t,” I said weakly, then more firmly. “Don’t touch me.”
His dark eyes looked me over and I could tell by the expression on his face that he was trying to figure me out. He leaned closer until his face was all I could see. “After everything you’ve seen me do today, you still dare to defy me Don’t you think giving in to me would make things easier for you!” His voice was calm and soft, almost like he was curious.
“Yes,” I whispered. His eyes flickered, as if he were disappointed. “But I would rather feel pain than give in to you, Nicolas.”
He smiled, his expression dark. He reached over me again, and before I could react, he pulled a blanket over my body, covering me. I stared at him
in shock
“How can you say what you prefer,” he said, his tone quiet but threatening, “if you’ve never felt either! Not pain or even pleasure” He leaned down and brushed his lips over mine, not in a kiss, but as a subtle warning.
Suddenly I couldn’t breathe properly and a shiver ran through ine
“I want to show you both, Angel,” he continued, his dark eyes staring into mine. “But I think you’d rather die than let me have you.” He pulled out his knife and placed it beside me, “You should end your life. Take the easy way out. No one is coming to save you, and I won’t stop until I’ve completely broken you.”
I definitely believed him especially after seeing the cold, determined look in his eyes? Taking him by surprise I picked up the knife quickly and pressed the blade to his throat. Nicolas didn’t even flinch. He just looked at me with a calm almost bored expression.
“Listen to me very carefully Nicolas. I promise you that I will never kill myself, I said through clenched teeth. “I won’t do that to my family or give you the Satisfaction of seeing me break down and beg a filthy animal like you for mercy. I said with an angry voice.
Nicolas tilted his head, his expression curious “If you want to kill me, Angel, now is your chance. You won’t get another one.” My hand shook as I held the knife. Nicolas moved closer, his body leaning over mine. The blade pressed deeper, and blood appeared on his neck. I stared at the red. drops on the knife.
Nicolas leaned down further, pushing the knife harder against his own throat. I froze, my eyes glued to the blood. He took my hand, his grip firm. and slowly pried my fingers off the knife. He took it from me and set it down on the bed beside us.
His body was right on top of mine, the blanket the only thing between us. I couldn’t stop staring at the blood on his neck, dripping from the small cut I had made. He pressed two fingers to my throat, feeling my wild, unsteady pulse. “Still panicking, hmn?” he said quiedy.
I swallowed, unable to speak. He pulled back and stood. Then he leaned over me again. “You’re safe now, Angel, but only because I don’t enjoy breaking weak people. I’ll wait until you’re stronger to break you,”
He picked up the knife and walked toward the door. My eyes followed the tattoo on his back, a fallen angel with broken wings, kneeling. Was that how Nicolas saw himself? A fallen angel, someone who came from darkness?. And what did that make me!
Before leaving. Nicolas glanced over his shoulder. “Don’t try to run, Angel. There are men like Simon out there, waiting for a chance to hurt you. Don’t ruke me send them after you,”
As if anyone could hurt me more than Nicolas could. I forced a small smile. “You won’t let them hurt me.” Nicolas raised an eyebrow. “Why nou
“Because you want to be the one to break me, You want to make me scream.”
His smile widened, dark and haunting. It sent chills down my spine.
“Oh, I will make you scream, Angel,” he said softly. “I promise;”
1 pushed down the shiver threatening to escape and dug my nails into my palms. “You’re wasting your time, just kill me now,”
He shook his head. “That would be too easy and sometimes we have to let part of ourselves die to grow stronger. Sleep now. I’ll come back later to record a proper message for your family.”
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Chapter 121
I didn’t understand his riddles and I didn’t even bother trying. “Why did you save me from Simon?” Why bring me here, to your mansion?” I asked him suddenly.
Nicolas’s eyes studied me, as if he didn’t fully know the answer himself. His silence confirmed my suspicion, this was his family’s mansion. It surprised me that he would risk bringing me here.
“Like you said,” he finally replied, “Till be the one to make you scream. No one else.” He closed the door behind him.
I shut my eyes and pulled the blanket tightly around me. This was a power game. A cruel game of chess. But I wouldn’t be a pawn instead I will beat Nicolas at his own game. He thought I was weak but I’ll prove him wrong.
