Chapter 52

Killian:

“I am going to ask you this question once, Daria, and I expect an answer,” I said, holding the woman against the wall as she glared at me. “What the fuck are you doing here?”

The fact that she was here right now was a risk itself, and though I knew that she was the one person who was well aware of the entrances and exits of the Estate, I couldn’t help but wonder how she got in here and when she did. The idea of Eleanor finding out about her in my room was not something that I wanted. It wasn’t the fact that I was doing something wrong, but it was the fact that I didn’t want to push her away by letting her think that I might have someone in my life when I wanted nothing more than to be with her and her alone. However, at this point, that was something that I had to think of later.

What mattered now was the main motive behind what this woman was up to, and judging by her expression, I could tell that she wasn’t here for a shot of vodka.

“I heard that you have a woman over, and I grew curious. Needless to say, the fact that my lover chose to…”

“Lover, aye?” I asked, and she rolled her eyes. I had to admit, I was astonished by how far she was willing to go with the game of being crazy. But then again, I knew that I couldn’t judge her. I knew just how wild she was when I was with her, and that wasn’t something that held me back. If anything, at the time, it only brought me closer to her. However, I could see now why mom was never fond of her being in my life. 

“Yes, as far as I know, the two of us were lovers for years, or have you forgotten about that as well?” She asked, and I shook my head, scoffing as I tried to stop myself from mocking the woman. Whatever it was that she was playing at, I was more than willing to crack. However, until that happened, I knew that I had to be patient and careful with what I was going to do.

“Last I remember, not only did you cheat on me, but you decided to claim that you had a mate. Now, if your curiosity has been fed, get the fucking hell out of my house before I make you regret the day that you entered my life. And I think that you are well aware that I am very capable of doing so.” I said, glaring daggers at the woman whose eyes widened in surprise. Her heart raced and she shook her head.

“You know nothing, not about me, my life, or Joseph.” She said, and I chuckled, shaking my head at her. It wasn’t like I wanted to know anything to begin with. The woman was sick enough as I was, and the idea of dealing with her was not something that I wanted. “He rejected me, for your fucking sake, I was rejected by my mate after years into our relationship.”

“And I did that by staying away from you, how, exactly?” I asked, and she shook her head.

“He wasn’t dumb, nor was he blind, and I didn’t really do a good job at hiding it. However, I was surprised when I found out that you were having a woman in your life. The idea of it seemed absurd, but when I heard her voice in the garden that you refused to allow me inside, I knew that something was off.” She said, and I growled. “Growl all you want, I am not the one who easily gets over…”

“Daria, get the fuck out of my house before I do something that I know for fucking fact that I am going to regret.” I said, stopping her. The last thing that I needed right now was to deal with her bullshit, and the fact that she was dragging it was something that annoyed me more than anything. Her eyes were fixed on mine before she leaned in and connected her lips with mine. 

I frowned in confusion before pushing her away as I glared at her. “I would say that you should consider this a goodbye, but you know for fact that I did not come all the way here from Mexico to say goodbye, did I?” 

“You are going to regret this, I do hope that you understand that very well, Daria.” I said, and she smiled. 

“I doubt that. You know, considering the fact that I managed to not only get inside and out of your pack without being noticed, killed your men, and yet, got away with it…” she said, leaning in until our breaths mixed. “You have a weakness toward me, and knowing you, you’re not going to say it out loud.” 

“What I have is manners, and I do not harm a woman unless I have to. But then again, it seems to me that you want to play the hard game.” I said, grabbing her by her neck. Her eyes widened in surprise as I pressed on it, watching as she lost consciousness. 

Her chest rose and fell with each breath that she took and I shook my head before pulling my phone out as I laid her on the floor. 

I stared down at her for a second too long as I dialed Vladimir’s number, my chest aching for a second before he answered.

“Care to tell me why you’re choosing to call at eleven at night?” He asked, taking deep and slow breaths. Low moans could be heard in the background and I was well aware that he had one of the girls in his room. 

“A certain female has decided to make an appearance.” I said, looking down at Daria’s sleeping body. Her chest rose and fell with each breath that she took, and I gently ran my finger through her hair as I looked at her. “Call Inna and tell her that it is important.” 

“What about Eleanor?” He asked, and I took a deep breath. I was going to have to find a way to explain the situation to her when she saw me walking out of the room with Daria in my arms. It didn’t help either that Natasha was here, and her seeing Daria was going to click a lot more than just a few ‘memories’. 

The two of them were good friends before things hit rock bottom between Daria and I, and though Natasha never really brought it up, I knew that she tended to sometimes miss her friendship. It wasn’t until Eleanor entered my life that I have seen her accepting being friends with anyone. And that was something that tore me apart inside as I saw how closed up she became on herself.

“You call Inna, and I will handle Eleanor.” I said, hanging up as I unlocked the door. I lifted Daria in my arms and walked out of the room. Eleanor walked out of her room and frowned at the sight of Daria. Her heart raced against her chest, and I could tell that she wanted to say something before Natasha walked out from behind her.

“Daria?” She asked, frowning in confusion.

“Stay with Eleanor, and be sure to lock all the fucking windows…”