Page 64 of Nemesync
Wiping the drops from the corner of his lip with his thumb, he smirks, unfazed and advances once more, “No chance. I even think we should pick up where we left off last night, right here, right now.”
“Absolutely not!”
A dark and sinister grin spread across his face, like a demon savoring its next torment.Me. “I will mark every inch of skin on your body Zanae, and I’ll do the same to your soul. You know why?”
I’m speechless.
“Because you need discipline. That fucking mouth of yours and attitude needs to be composed.”
“You’re just completely unhinged Elijah.”
He smiled at me and backed up, “I am, exactly. The more you know. Now come here, we have a party to attend, Miss Dellé.”
The car journey was silent.
Neither he nor I dared to talk. But the tension was so thick between us, that I had a hard time breathing.
He literally made me bleed.
Fucking bastard.
I may take my revenge tonight more than I thought.
The venue was incredible tonight. A lot of people were there, and I quickly spotted Nikolai who came to us and saw my wound on my chest. He looked at Elijah then at me, and just shook his head.
I went to the bar and had a glass of whisky. There were a lot of people for this event, it seems like a lot of them carried guns too. I recognized some faces, some men I had dinner with when I helped my father.
Was it like an underground party?
A man at the end of the room appeared to be the perfect target to play this twisted game that my sweet nemesis initiated. If there’s one thing I’ve learned about Elijah, it’s that his possessiveness is maddening. I knew that using that aspect of him was the only way to win.
A shy smile, a flick of my hair, and the man was at my side.
“You’re looking fantastic tonight,Cara, never saw you here before,” he teased with a thick Italian accent.
It took every ounce of energy in me to not punch this man away when his hand rested on my back.
“Thank you,” I answered coldly, as I watched the Devil himself lose his composure with that spark of jealousy burning in his eyes as he spotted the man’s hand on my lower back.
Jackpot.
I continued to push it further and laugh at everything the man said. He spoke Italian, and I didn’t understand much, but I know he was from the clan Nikolai supervised in New York.
He told me about their alliance and how much power he gained since the creation of the Zennites in Vesper.
He didn’t know who I was, so he was just trying to impress me, he even showed me his gun.
Poor guy, mine was even bigger.
My favorite attraction made his way toward us, his gaze dark and cold.
I guess I may win tonight, after all.
“Zanae,” Elijah murmured, “I suggest you stop this before it takes a turn you won’t appreciate.”
“I don’t owe you anything, Mister Volkov. I’ll do as I please, and now I want to talk to this man, so leave me alone.”
His expression darkened, and I could sense the warnings in his eyes, danger hiding within those green irises. “Careful, myLittle Nightmare.You’re not going to like the consequences of your actions.”
