Owner of my hell

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arms in front of my house. Not the mansion I bought for Mikaela, but my house from which I grew and keep, Dimitri still lives here, I spend more time in this place than

y descending to the small lobe without any earring watching the

ell of folly. - The need t

rises through your neck making your cheeks blush deliver your innocence. I feel li

orr

disobedient way, somehow inexplicable I want the worst of this girl. And there’s definitely nothing I want that can be denied. I move my left ha

stuck in a bun without any thread out of place, do not even need to address him a w

door that is near the stairs. Your gaze goes to the stairs, I take your lack of attention to unlock the office door. When I finish step the right hand by her w

on the wooden table. I remove the suit and the tie, starting to unbutton each of the buttons of the social shirt her look meets mine, again the girl returns to the same empty expression. No wish, no surprise

hesia. - I speak abruptly

l ri

of woman

ised flesh of the wound in the left arm. Meeting with her gaze seeking some kind of silent confirmation, the n

hiring you

one right in front of you. Women often scream before the demon I carry, the fear of death often corrupts even the strongest of men. Somehow inexpli

eone. In the places that I usually attend, fear prevails before my entrance into the room. I want t

ick

h looking at Dimitri, writing down mentally from locking up the next time, his curious gaze fa

I hear his voi

ing how to decipher the feelings that pass for her, so, wh

tside. -

vodka. Falling against the leather chair behind the table, Dimitri who was leaning against the bookshelf settles sitting in the chair in front of me.

but it is not something I will admit to him, much less pronounce out loud. So I keep the silence as usual waiting for the idiot to p

d need help for a suture. - Sarcasm run

f the only family left, for some reason even with all the stupidity o

finding out why I’m s

nswer. I beat my fingers against the wood again getting impatient with its delay, swallowi

or Mikaela’s death. - He approaches h

Bu

s, not every man in the B

for those bastards, they’ll have to put up with me a lo

him a glass and push it across

u need an heir and to

e flesh, causing blood to drain and stain the table. The fury eroding every bit of my mind in a deadly quickness, drawin

ave the solution of y

simple smile of response to him. One minute Dimitri is walking out the door, the next I’m holding her tightly against the same do

my little bro

in on his eye, the quick b

. - Roar

heat radiating from her arm and the

ce comes out quietly and

No

Wh

aving my breath close enough to h

are

o respond and attack his mouth fin