Page 40 of Nemesync
Every time I looked at the sky, the stars seemed to call me back, as if they missed the hope in my eyes.
I don’t look at them like that anymore.
Nikolai calls my name, trying to pull me back from my reverie, and I can hear him, but I reconnect only when I hear my name come out of the Devil’s mouth.
Green. The first thing I see is haunting green eyes. Elijah’s. So close to me, almost breathing the same air I exhaled.
“You good?” Niko asks.
I shake my head, trying to breathe normally again. “Hmm, yeah.”
“Remember, you’re crashing at Elijah’s until the mission is over,” he continues.
“Yeah, yeah. I got it. But I need some things from my place. Clothes, books, you know.”
“Why can’t you just buy essentials and be done with it?”
He sounded so annoyed, and it’s just unbearable to talk to him. I shot him an irritated look. The urge to hit him is almost overwhelming. “Sorry, Elijah, but I like having more than just a shirt on my back. And I need some things, like my headphones. Can’t go without those.”
Nikolai chuckles softly before saying, “Okay, but make it quick. We don’t want your father causing any trouble.”
“And what if he does?” I ask, jokingly.
“If he does, then he’s dead,” Elijah replies, shrugging nonchalantly.
What the fuck is wrong with this man?
“Let’s just go then.”
“You’re coming with me?” I ask, looking at him putting his helmet on, but he just ignores me.
Niko laughs openly this time and kisses my hand before getting into his car where his bodyguards awaited him. “Of course he would. He’s always waiting and watching. You’re never really alone with him still breathing.”
Elijah’s strong voice came through, cutting my reflection. “Come here.”
12
ZANAE
Elijah led the way to the elevator, his grip firm on my bag. I followed closely behind, having a complete view of his back.
The shirt he was wearing stretched over his large shoulders. He was huge. This man in a shirt and just a helmet looked more dangerous than anyone I’ve ever seen.
He tempted me in ways I’ve never been tempted before.
He pressed the button, and as the elevator doors opened, I felt a rush of nervousness.
Breathe Zee. It’s okay.
I hesitated for a moment before stepping inside.
Elijah smiled and tilted his head toward me, “Come on, Miss Dellé, afraid I’ll push you off the building?”
I scoffed, turning my back to him, “Please, Elijah. I could snap your neck before you even think about it.”
He chuckled softly, amused, and stepped into it beside me.
The doors closed, trapping us in the small space, full of his scent and his presence and his infuriating existence.
