Dominant culprit

The ride home was oddly quiet, Mr nice guy and been crushed under the tires, and Claire knew this mission won’t be so easy she had gradually entered the lion’s den, and she sat in the car hands on her cheek as she stared just outside the window, watching cars go behind her.

The car slowly drove into a condo, it was like one of those condos where the apartment starts from the second floor, and the garage was just under, ” this is not the same house is it” she asked looking around, briskly trying to comprehend what was happening

” you would be staying here,” he said in his voice cold and intimidating tune, ” will you be staying here too?”

“Maybe” he replied, ” but…” Claire felt choked by her voice, victor packed just behind them as they ascended to the last floor through the elevator, and the elevator bell chimed as they got to their desired compartment.

” you would be staying here, at least you have a roof over your head now,” he said, Claire was dumbfounded did he believe I don’t have a roof over my head I own a fucking estate! she screamed within herself, ” ok thanks” she replied meekly hugging herself as she surveyed the apartment.

It was the definition of an English house, with a brown couch and white wall, lamps close to the chair, a see-through kitchen island, marble floors, and two-chair dining, ” see I am not so bad am i” he asked teasingly, he smiled but was too fast to grasp

His instant switch of mood, was incomprehensible, ” and this will keep you away from me, and that thing on your face” he said Claire’s rubbed her hands on her mouth, looking for food particle, or maybe a mole, anything at all.

” oh that,” he said as she rubbed her hands on her mouth, ” I like the sound you make when you shut up” he added, before leaving the room, ” explore the house, till we meet again,” he said, victor had pressed the elevator button which made the door open and Darrell walked in just immediately.

Where are you going to, my phone!” Claire yelled as she ran toward the elevator, it had closed just immediately, ” ba-bye bird brains” Darrell whispered making claire even more furious, “I hate you!” she yelled as the door shut immediately Claire was pissed now, he called me bird brain does this mean he knows my secret I know Marley she must have changed my identity immediately I called her, don’t fail me, Marley, not nowText © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Claire yanked her ponytail in frustration, Marley I will kill you if he finds out anything, she cursed, even more, pacing around the room with her palms on her forehead, he wouldn’t like me just like that, i wouldn’t like me if i were him

” what if he sets explosives here, he’s a wicked drug dealer and a perfect con actor’

she ran towards the elevator trying to press the button to go back down, but it wasn’t working, ” damn you!”

” he must own the building to have access to the elevator,” she thought to herself as she paced around, her feet were hurting now, as she had kicked everything she came in contact with, “fuck you Darrell” she snarled as she lay on the floor feeling hopeless.

Back to Darell, he knew claire will throw a tantrum, but his reputation made him never trust just anyone, ” have you made research!?” he asked victor, he nodded, but with a grimace dawdling around his face, ” do you like her?” he asked.

“I don’t do girlfriends”, but she nice,” he said smiling sheepishly, “eww, Darrell, snap out of it,” he said tugging on his best friends, ” says you, you let her beat you, you are in no position to advise me,” he said hitting him back on his arm, ” well let’s see how she goes, don’t we” they both look at each other it was a challenge,

And Darrell was determined to win, he had gone back to the bar they had met earlier, a target he had patiently waited for had finally found its way into his trap.

Soon shooting noises were heard, followed by screaming hands then dead bodies on the floor, Darrell worked out, with his hands in his dress pants, still on his glasses, with blood stains on his face, as he drove away living victor to take care of his dead bodies.

Soon sirens noises were heard, but they were no trace of any crime, but there were death reports with no proof

Mystery

The elevator bell chimes and Darrell walk in, Claire was laying just beneath his feet immediately he walked in, awestruck by what he saw, he pushed her slightly with his feet, his heart beating like they could pop out anytime soon, is she dead? I hope not, he thought inwardly as she pushed even harder.

This wakes grieved Claire up, their eyes meet and relive flushed on his cinnamon skin, he smiles slightly, phew, Claire gets pissed just by looking at him, ” how dare you!” she yelled standing up from her feet immediate she pushes him hard and fast into the elevator.

This sends Darrell and her in just immediately, ” you fuckin locked me up, you bastard!” he yelled, even more, pushing him again as he back slammed on the elevator wall, he holds her hands firmly as he pulled her against him, Claire slammed on his chest hard a fast.

“Stop,” he said in a low tone, his deep voice echoed in her ears as she battled with her emotion, they feel their heart thud against each other, as their faces were just inches away from each other, a single drop of tear welled in her eyes as they stare at each other.

Darrell sweeps the strand of air on her wet face, as he lifts her chin to meet his warm and swift lips, he pressed his lips on hers, and she flinched just immediately but relaxed as she leaned in, as he had found her buttock pulling her in