Chapter 59

Eleanor:

My heart raced as I heard Killian knocking on my bedroom door.

The fear that I had that he would still be angry with me was one that I wasn’t going to deny. I wouldn’t be able to if I tried. 

I got up from bed just as he opened the door, clearly knowing that I wasn’t planning on answering. My chest ached and my heart raced as I found myself thinking of how things were between me and Elton. I couldn’t help it, but the fact that I was comparing the two of them was not something that I could deny.

The man would often snap at me before entering my room later on the same evening to ‘punish’ me the way that he saw fit. And that was something that I was always afraid of.

Killian walked toward me, and I looked up at him, forcing myself to process that it was Killian and that no matter how angry he might be, that I was safe. 

He didn’t say a word before he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into a hug. I found myself tearing up as I inhaled his scent, fisting his shirt as I melted in his embrace. 

“I am so sorry, malyshka.” He whispered. He kissed the crown of my head and I closed my eyes, trying to calm down. I couldn’t, no matter how much I wanted to, I knew that I was far too scared to just easily calm down right now. 

He pulled away from the hug to look me in the eye, and I could tell by the regret that I saw in his that he understood the situation that I was in. He put his finger under my chin before slowly leaning in. “It is me, malyshka.”

“That is the one thing that is keeping me from hiding right now.” I admitted, and he closed his eyes. “I am sorry,”

“You didn’t do anything, Eleanor.” I frowned in confusion and he slowly extended his hand to me. I looked at it for a second too long before extending mine back to hold his. He smiled and gently ran his finger over mine as he pulled me to sit on the edge of the bed. “Things got too messed up today, and I didn’t want you putting yourself in the face of danger.”

“You mean, with the man?” I asked before I could stop myself. He smiled and nodded.

“Yes, and with Daria.” He said, making my chest ache. “They are both taken care of, but that doesn’t mean that things are over. We still have to deal with a lot more, and Daria was a lot more dangerous than I would have wanted her…”

“How dare you fucking kill her?” Natasha said, stopping him as she barged into my room. I frowned and Killian stood up to face her. She punched his chest three times before he grabbed her fists. “YOU FUCKING KNEW THAT I WANTED TO TALK TO HER! YOU FUCKING KILLED HER BEFORE I COULD!” 

“There was nothing for you to talk to her about, Natasha, and she was far too dangerous alive.” Killian said, keeping his tone calm as he kept his hands wrapped around her wrists as she fought his grip to hit him. Killian seemed calm and didn’t bother fighting her. “The two of us know that Daria has a way with her words and would have chosen to make you try and…”

“I gave our friendship up for your fucking sake.” She snapped, stopping him. “YOU broke up with her, and to respect you, I cut our friendship.”

“Natasha…”

“Let her be, Nikolai.” Killian said, stopping the man. Liana stood by the door, covering her mouth for a second before she extended her hand to me. I stayed still as I looked at her. “One, I never asked you to give your friendship up. Heated moments have happened and I was in more pain than…”

“I gave it up because the two of us are siblings, you fucking prick.” She said, stopping Killian. “She cheated on you and hence why I chose to respect you. And don’t you dare compare me to you when it comes to my breakups. I know the difference when it comes to mine and when they are outsiders, you kick them out.”

“Her cheating on me only means that it was only a matter of time before she cheated you one way or another. And the two of us fucking know, once a cheater, always a cheater. Now, if there is something that you want to say, go ahead, otherwise, you can leave. I’ve had a long night as it is.” Killian said, glaring at her. She growled before spitting at the man. Killian stayed still before pulling out a napkin from his pocket. He wiped his face and watched as she turned to leave. Liana wanted to follow her only for Killian to clear his throat.

“Nikolai, go and comfort her, and Liana, she is grieving, whatever it is that she is doing, I don’t want anyone to react to it.” I said, stopping the woman. “I am going to give her a while to calm down before I go and talk to her myself. However, I want no one to interfere with what just happened.”

“But, Killian…”

“She is my sister, Liana. No matter what she says, I don’t consider her as the other women that we have in this house. Therefore, I am going to take it with an open mind and a big heart. I will speak to her when I know that she is calm enough to listen to me.” He said, and Liana took a deep breath before she nodded. Her eyes met mine for a second before she nodded at Killian who was quiet. He nodded at them to leave before he turned to face me.

“I don’t want you opening the topic with Natasha either, malyshka.” Killian said, his voice softening and my heart raced. “I knew that it was how she would react, and I knew that I should have given her the time to talk to her or I should have at least been the one to speak to her. It would have given her less of a shock into the topic, but I didn’t want Daria to take advantage of Natasha’s soft heart. Plus, I didn’t want her to remember her the way that I saw her now. And for that, I made my choice”

“Why did you kill her?” I asked, and my mate smiled.

“It is something that I don’t want to talk about, baby girl.” He said, and I nodded in understanding before taking a step back. 

“Well, do you want to at least take a shower? Maybe change your clothes for us to get something to eat?” I asked, recalling the fact that I had cooked for him earlier today. I was going to need to heat the food, but I didn’t want him to go to bed without eating. And at this point, I couldn’t help but find myself being thankful for the fact that I had the maids bringing the things to the kitchenette. 

Out of respect to both Natasha and Liana, I wouldn’t have been able to go out to get my mate that I cooked for him as an act of intimacy. It was going to be rude, and I didn’t want to be.

“I doubt that anyone would have the heart to…”

“I already cooked for you earlier today,” I said, and he raised an amused eyebrow. “The food is in the kitchenette. So, I was thinking that you could shower while I heat things up? You know, prepare a small dinner for the two of us?” 

He smiled and nodded, making my chest swell.

“I think after this long day, yes, this would be an amazing idea…”