His Lethal Love by Monika Singh (highly illogical behavior .TXT) π
As I gripped the serving tray, I retreated my steps, my cheeks burning from humiliation. Everyone was watching us with keen interest. There was a time when Scott Martinez used to work for me, and now I am working for him. I was fully aware of his intentions. I knew why he was there and what he wanted from me. This time he would never let me go after all I was the one who had destroyed his small world.
I murdered his brother.
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Gasping for air, I continued hitting it. My hands were sore, and my shoulders were aching, but I was unable to stop myself. This pain was nothing compared to the hurricane in my fucking brain. I was unable to think and act. She had fucked up my mind again.Β
Why the fuck did I do this?Β Β
Why didnβt I kill her?Β
Who is she to me?Β Β
She is nothing more than a source of my revenge and quenches my thirst. I wanted her to suffer. I wanted to be her nightmare. I wanted to scare the shit out of her. I wanted her to experience the same things I had been suffering in the past.Β
βShit!β I grumbled when I missed the bag and it directly hit my face.Β
βWhy are you hurting yourself?β I paused when I heard her voice. Camille walked up to me and grabbed my hand before taking off the white tape carefully.Β
βFuck off!β I hissed out and snatched my hand away from her. Turning around, I grabbed a towel and wiped the sweat. βIβm not Samuel!β I jeered.Β
βI knowβ¦β she said, walking up to me. I could hear her approaching me. βYou two are very different.βΒ
βGet the hell out of here!β I gritted out without looking at her.Β
βOnly when you let me help you.βΒ
βI donβt fucking want your fucking help.βΒ
βI know you are not stubborn,β she said and walked in front of me before she snatched my wounded hand again and worked on my finger. βAre you crazy?β She examined my sprained finger. My eyes went to her jaw mark and fingerprints around her neck. I felt a strange satisfaction to see her healthy.Β
βDonβt try to act like I give a damn.βΒ
βI know you do,β she said softly and cleaned my hand with cotton.
βShut up!β I jerked my hand away and walked off.Β
βWho put medicine on my wound last night?β She shouted from behind and made me pause.
Rolling my eyes, I turned around to face her. βDo you really think I care about you?β I scoffed.Β
βI think you are a good person, Martinez.βΒ
βDo you want me to burst your nose to prove my cruelty?β I sneered. She said nothing, kept watching me. βLet me clear you one thing, Miss Davidson. I decide when you live and when you die? I own you and Iβll never let you free from this nightmare.β I went closer to her, making her step back. βYouβll be dying every day.βΒ
βIβm sorry about the pain I caused,β she whispered before she twirled around and left me confused.Β
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