K-Brothers And The Little Maid

Kyler’s POV

I glared so hard at her, my eyes burning with rage. I felt like gripping her neck so tight till she was out of air. No, that was too easy. Designing her whole body with a hot blazing knife would’ve done the magic.

That way, her death would’ve been very slow and so fucking painful but instead, I did the unimaginable. I caged my anger and walked away fighting so hard to keep it in. Yeah, and that was the worst thing I ever did in my life and I had my reasons even when it made me look weak.

” Are you… are you letting me go? I… I took your necklace and gave you so much trouble. I… I even hit you hard, remember? And now the necklace is missing. Am I supposed to feel safe about you not… not hurting me?”

I paused on my track and took in a deep breath trying hard not to let my dark side out even when she was tempting me to. I turned at once and she gasped in fright. Wasn’t this what she was looking for? So why was she afraid?

I grabbed her and pinned her to the wall then held both her hands above her head with my left hand, she groaned. I held her left thigh upward so her leg could rest on my waist, she gasped but couldn’t look up at me. I could feel her body shaking violently.

” Please…” She begged and trailed off, her voice coming out weak.

She was still in her bathing suit so her body wasn’t completely covered. I dug my fingers into her thick thigh till she cried out in pain, I began trailing them downwards, tearing up her skin.

” You should’ve kept your mouth shut ”

” Argh! ” She tore up when my nails dug deeper into her flesh. Her voice was a mixture of pain and apology.

Her blood rolled down from my fingers to my hands and dripped down to the floor. That was all I needed to see at the moment, blood. It suited my nerves, taking the anger and replacing it with satisfaction. The satisfaction of hearing her yell out in pain.

” Please… ” She begged and looked up at me, her eyes sparkling with tears. They were bleary but I could see through them.

I released my grip on her thigh and held her gaze. Her eyes were beautiful especially when she had tears in them but I took them back almost immediately. Her eyes.

They were just the same as hers, silver and beautiful but at that moment, everything was replaced with a new wave of anger and hatred. She had her eyes and made me remember her.

I pulled away from her and stormed off not minding her silent whimpers. Why did just her eyes remind me so much of her?

*

I stood under the shower with both hands pressed against the wall and my head bent.

The water kept touching my skin as my mind drifted to the past when my hate for women had tripled up. I didn’t used to be like this, I once had someone I loved. Someone who made me believe everything will be okay and promised never to leave.

But she lied. Everything she ever said was lies and I wished I had realized it back then. She left us with no trace, leaving me alone in the cruel world she promised would be okay.

I got out of the bathroom and dressed up immediately. I needed to meet Orlando and finalize the deal by giving him the necklace so no one ever came across it.

In case you’re wondering how I had gotten the necklace then you should know that I had picked it up from the floor where it had been misplaced. Knowing fully well that she’ll use that route back into the mansion, I had to wait there so as not to miss her again and as expected, she showed up and was looking for the necklace.

Normally, it wasn’t my way of letting those who got on my nerves get off the cliff easily but I had to with this one. Nothing would’ve stopped me from killing her on the spot but there was something that made me. She swore on her parent’s grave which solely proved that she was an orphan.

I left the first three buttons of my shirt open which exposed my tattooed chest. Somehow, it was easy to identify me from my brothers due to my heavily built body and dark looks. Those were the only differences to spot.

I walked out of my zone and met Madagascar waiting with his head bent. I walked past him and expected him to say a word but he didn’t. Even being my personal guard, he was highly afraid of me and dared not to overstep his boundaries.

” Sir ” He finally spoke up ” We found a planted bomb in your car ”

I didn’t respond but waited for him to say more. People were still after my life and I knew it. Nothing was new.

” We’ve found the culprit ” He continued ” And he’s one of us ”

*

Kael’s POV

I just returned from the clubhouse and was about to walk in when Stiles approached me. He had this look that made me feel he wasn’t alright and Oh. He and Leigh, what’s up with them?

I made them go out together so they’ll settle whatever differences they had but damn. If it’s love then it sucked. I can never imagine myself being in such a position to love someone, to hell with it.

Even if Stiles wasn’t ready to open up about it, well, I didn’t care and if he did, I sure wouldn’t be of help cause I knew nothing about love.

” Sir… I am sorry for making you wait… I just… please I’ll love to meet my family. I know it’s late but… I was hoping I could spend a night with them”

“Was that hard to say? You talk too much” I muttered and walked off ” You can go. Regards to your mum”

” Thank you Sir ” He chirped, his face beaming with smiles. He was one of my trusted men and has been serving me for two years now. I could easily say he’s like a kid brother to me.

I walked in and made to take the stairs when I saw Tess drinking from her glass of wine outside Kenver’s zone. I chuckled softly and drew closer. This bitch never learns.

After the incident yesterday, I heard her yelling and begging Kenver to stop hurting her but he didn’t. Serves her right.

Once she saw me, her mouth dropped, obviously surprised at my visit but I didn’t care. I needed to give her my own piece In case she’d forgotten.

“Hey, you look good” I complimented while she lowered her head shamefully. Yeah, that’s how it’s supposed to be.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“You tried to do something that I warned you against, Tess. You tried disobeying me and I’m here to know how you feel about it?”

“I’m… I’m sorry” She stuttered apologetically “I just wanted us to have fun”

“I can remember telling you not to play with my stuff”

She didn’t say a word and with that, I turned and walked off. How does that saying go again? Yeah, It says that a word is enough for the wise. She better get that.