Chapter 27

CHAPTER 27.

ZERO.

After the damn call with Morris, I was wired taut like a string. Tension radiated my shoulders.

When I went back to the bedroom, Lani was already sleeping.

I stood for a full minute, watching her sleep. Her wild blond hair was scattered on the pillow, her small body laid curled into herself and her pixie face was relaxed, her eyes closed.

Damn me to hell and back, if I've ever seen more fvckinh beautiful sight. Even asleep, she still radiates so much light, it's almost blinding.

So damn pure. So fucking innocent.

I curled my fingers into fist. They want to take her from me. They will die before they are fvcking able to.

I was drawn so taut, sleep itself became a damn foreign language. I walked to the cabinet, took out my goddamn guns and knifes.

It's time to train.

I trained and practiced all damn night.

LEILANI

I woke to the faint sound of pounding and beating.

My eyes opened and I looked around. It's 4:10am. It's dawn and Zero's part of the bed was not only empty but cold.

He's been up for a while he's up, where is he?

I got down from the bed and took a few minutes to go to the wardrobe and put on my underthings.

Pulling down my nightie, I slipped my legs into my slippers. I walked out of the bedroom and followed the sound coming from the house.

I entered the room at the only room at the other end of the big house. My eyes widened because this room is filled with weapons and weaponries.

Zero stood with his back to me as he punched the punching bag at the very center of the room.

Sweat poured from his body, his muscles were thick and profound as he punched, his tattoos glittered, sweat making it look glowy.

My eyes made out the tattoos. The two snakes crossed with each other and only their heads raised facing each other, their poisonous tongue sticking out.

He turned and stared at me. His face was stony and looked carved in granite.

The relaxed expression that has been there last night was missing, his eyes flat, his jaws tightened. Tension radiated his body.

Some time ago, I'll be so scared and running away from him right now. But even though, I felt wary as to why he's this way, I offered him a smile.

"Good morning." I whispered.

He started walking closer to me. As he walked, I noticed his bruised and bloody hands.

The urge to step back and run away was pounding into me but I didn't. He got closer to me and just stared at me.

One minute, he stood as still as a statue. The next, he was full of movement.

A gasp of surprise left my mouth as he lifted me up and put me on a table against the wall. He gave me no chance to react as he shoved my legs apart and pushed in between them.

He yanked my nightie down without pulling it completely off me. He fisted his hand in my cami and bra and tugged downward. My breasts popped out.

Tension radiated his body and I wondered why he's this way now, after the way he was last night.

The demons riding him are just too much. His eyes was a mass of storm.

What's going on through that head of his? Just how much darkness is inside of him?

I wanted to soothe him, so I wrapped an arm around his neck.

I was immediately immersed in an overload of desire long suppressed. I had no thought. No will. No control. I didn't want any. I was a ragdoll in his arms.

I heard him unsnap his jeans through the heaviness of our breathing. He pushed them down. He jerked my panties to the side.

I felt the broad head of his penis against my softness. He started to push in. He grunted and stopped.

"I want you, Lani. I need you." His voice was strained, harsh.

He made it a statement but I heard the question and anger there. As if he's confused. As if he needs me but doesn't want to.

He was already pushing out and reaching for his discarded jeans.

Within seconds he'd sheathed himself and came back again, crowding me. He pushed again just a bit.

I was too shocked to speak. I could feel him stretching me. Felt him begin to fill me. The sensation was indescribable.

He pulled back out again and pinned me with dark hard eyes.

"No one is taking you from me." He breathed harshly.

I don't know where the thought is coming from but I wrapped my arms around him. His big body was shaking slightly, as if he's trying to control himself.

Trying and failing.

"Zero..." I breathed against him.

"Say it!"

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