Why the hell was she here? I thought I made myself clear when I disowned her as my friend. She looks so delightful and serene. I should ruin it and send her on her way. I dig through my duffle bags for my sleeping bag and curl up in it. Not the first time she's been staying here. I wake up always before she does.
I slept and woke up with a loud bang on the door and I grab my gun. I looked over on my bed to find a wide-eyed Joss.
"Don't shoot him," she says getting quickly as I left to check who it was.
I open the door to find a pissed off six-foot-six man at my door huffing and puffing.
"Where is she?" he snarls at me pushing through.
A big mistake I went in front of him blocking him and clanking my gun pointing it at his chest.
"One more fucking step and I will fucking kill you," I said in a tone that I'm not playing.
"Ron stop!" Joss dreads. "You don't hurt her."
"I have the gun," I told her.
"Yeah but he has the speed and reflects to evade the shit," she says.
"You take your boyfriend and go," I said to her. "I made myself clear did I not."
"Then why were you protecting me?" she points out.
"Reflects," I shrugged. "Leave."
"Let's go, Joss. I'm not in the mood for games and I told her she's no good for you," he says insulting me.
"Even though she's being a bigger bitch than I am she always has my back. Her taking her protection is true but she knows damn well no one will attack me," she says. "I want to live with her. She always takes care of me she's my home, Ron. She has always been my home," she cries.
For fuck sakes why me?
"Gosh, why are you here," I said exasperation on exhibit.
"I missed you," she says hugging me from behind.
"Says the loser who ditched me for a good fuck," I snapped pushing her away. "You two out now."
"I can't fucking kill you because Krane feels something for your delinquent ass but do not ever speak to her like that. If you want to call me names be my guess but you will not offend my mate like that," he steps to me.
"Well, douche bag. Let me tell you something. I don't give two fucks about you two relation-shit. I'm not her friend anymore the day she ignored me and accuse me shit I did before I can tell her the story. Shae called me out my fucking name and told me to not talk to her. Now she starts hanging with you. She's your obligation, not my liability anymore. Take her and leave me alone. I don't want her near me. She made a pronouncement she should stick with it," I said to him and I can hear Joss crying crocodile tears behind me.
"No," she hugs me tightly. "I didn't want to! I was protecting you. I swear! Don't leave me! I can't do this without my best friend."
"Not. Any. More," I emphasize my words.
"Fix it," she yells at me. "Or I'm telling her!"
"I don't want to fix it," he said flatly.
"You ruin it. ¡Arregla Esto, gilipollas!" she starts to attack him. "You told me it was for the best. ¡Esto no es lo Mejor!" she screams.
"Nah. Joss you don't get it. What I do is way too dangerous and I can't protect you all the time. You need to stay with him. Let's face it. I love what I do. Just not for my father. I can risk my life but not yours, ever. He wants you safe and I can't kill him for that. The big dummy is lucky to have you cook for him. This is where our friendship ends," I told her and she came up to me slapping me to the stars.
Shaking my head I stare down at her. I would have decapitated anyone else who would try that shit but I can't hurt her with my fist.
"I hate you. You don't choose for me," she storms out the area and went for the elevator.
"Just so you know. I still hate you," I cracked my neck.
"I don't want to kill you because she cares about you. One wrong move and I will not hesitate to take you down which leads to war with me and my best friend," he says.
"Not together so don't worry about it," I told him. "Get the fuck out."
"One last thing. Whatever bullshit you are planning in that twisted head for a human. Don't," he warns.
"Fuck. Off," I flip him off.
"You know," he says and I turn to give him a blank look. "You know there are others that are not human. You aren't scared."
"Why should I?" I asked him. "My aunt is a fucking witch so no I'm not scared. You leave and take care, my friend."
"You are fucking serious. I see something in those eyes and I don't like it," he stares at me. "You plan on dying," he sums up.
"Leave now," I warned pointing my gun to him. "I won't warn I'll shoot."
"You will miss," he says eyes fucking glowing amber.
He walked over to the elevator. I haven't heard from and seen Joss in over a month. Every day I would sneak attack Krane but he would always be ready for me. Always.
Today was different because he is out on a date Juliet Rosario the Mexican empress with a European father. I read her files and followed her and her minions around as they watched him for a week.
So here I am showered to do my research. By research I mean stalk Krane at one of his business meetings with a female that's way too touchy-feely for my liking. They were at some exclusive bar having drinks over documents.
The blonde with amazing blue eyes and red lipstick had her filthy paws on him. The man that was in my ear whispering all the things he wants to do to me was distracting him from his conversation.
The little black dress was drawing a lot of attention. I was paying no awareness of this man as his hand grips my waist possessively. That captured my attention and Krane's. It had me thinking about him eliciting this man's blood. That sickly detail about me turned me on.
Blondie tried to get his interest back but it is all on me now with violent sunset eyes. Here I thought he said he was done and I was done. Yet here I am making a big deal out of a stranger I want to kill and sleep with, every night for the rest of my life.
Well, that jolts me back to reality that I do want to be with him. Even though I'm about to sign over my freedom to my father. That is why I couldn't have walked away from him. For the past few weeks, we formed an understanding that would get us both killed.
Coming back to my sense and out of my punishing Krane. I took my grabby strangers' fingers and broke them. Strutting out in my heels before he could confront me. Oh shit, I'm in actual trouble and denial thinking I could do this.
Even though all those encounters been hot and heated with lust we never acted on any of them. He made it clear we were done and I made it clear he meant nothing to me.
On the contrary, we both lied and acted as if we meant nothing to each other. I either need to kill him fast or I turning into my father's pet for a lifetime and keep.
I pull out my keys readying to start my jeep when firm hands grip my lower stomach and press me into firm muscles. His other hand went to my throat.
"What were you thinking," he snarls in my ear and I shuddered from the vibration. "Dressed like this. Do you want to get fucked or worst raped? Or you just wanted me to kill the bastard touching you?" his grip on my throat tightens and I moan pressing into him.
He took a sharp breath in and backed away leaving me in distress.
"Jess we cannot do this. Kill for kill remember," he steps back loosening his tie out of frustration. "I can't fuck you. I just can't," he kept backing away.
The blood inside of my veins was boiling as I glared at him as I step up to him and said, "Then I will find someone to do the job you cannot provide."
Oh, shit did he lost. With lightning speed, he had me in a fucking car pressed into a car leg spread-eagles and him between them kissing me senseless. His hand dips between us and I stiffen when I felt his finger poking my entrance.
What the hell before I could make out what he was doing he made trails of kisses from my neck to my stomach… oh my.
"Oh God!" I cried out trying to close my legs but his face was between them.
He licked and nipped making me crazed with need. I was grinding on his face as he ate without mercy. Shit oh shit, I'm going to…
"Krane! I'm coming! Krane," I cried out his name as my body spasms with relief.
I heard him groan as well and I saw his body let off a vibration or a wave of dark undulatory lust. I heard nearby car alarms go off and when he finally met my eyes I was in a trance. As if it was a lucid dream. His pretty white fangs and alluring orange eyes were glowing like no other.
I smile dreamily at him before screaming horror as he bit my fucking neck and the loss of blood knocked me out cold.