DANGEROUS CALM
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CHAPTER 14
DANGEROUS CALM
GRACIAS POV
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The woman wasn't my mother. But she looked like someone I used to know.
No real data about her.
My life has become more and more chaotic.
My life was anything but not carefree.
Everything in my life has turned upside down.
We ate together, although we didn't talk much but the bond between us has grown stronger.
Just like the first day I had brought him home, his constant scary remarks made me stay on my toes every time.
His blue eyes carved on my face, “I already promised not to hurt you…even if you called the police, It won't be of any help.” He had said.
Living together has really changed a lot, I never thought we would be close, but fate always has its way.
I heard a loud knock on the door. I knew it was him. That's how he knocked on the door.
I quit what I was doing and hurried to the door. He hated it when I wasted time before opening the door.
This guy has wrecked my life. Not only has he refused to go back to his people, he has made living in my apartment uncomfortable.
I dragged myself to the door.
Jude’s hand was clipped onto a short knife, as he walked inside.
My breath halted and I frowned
He stopped. Scanning me from head to toe.
I stared at the blade in his hand. It was covered in blood. A devilish smile creased his face.
Gosh. I moved away from him.
“Don't move," he said. I stood there frozen. My heart thumped louder.
He stood before me. His hand gently rubbed the knife. He crouched closer; his face frowning. The edges of his eyebrows itched together.
I smelled blood.
I thought it was the blade , but then I realized he was bleeding. " You are injured?” I questioned.
He smiled. “Was he smiling?”
He held my hand, dragging me closer.
I stared at him in horror, “If I die, I will take you with me” he said cheekily.
I took a step back, but he dragged me closer.
Reluctantly, I took him to the couch and helped him undress.
What was the deal with this dude? I thought. Why was he covered in blood again?.
His constant returning home covered in blood and wounds was becoming alarming.
He was too dangerous to be around me. Quietly, without asking any questions; I treated his wound.
He watched all my movements, his face slightly frowned “I can tell you have so many questions to ask” he said, staring at my face.
I didn't say anything, nor did I want to say anything.
After I was done dressing his wound, I left to my room.
He followed me.
“What do you want?” I asked.
“To keep you checked,” he said grinning. I scoffed.
“I won't call the cops on you” I said but he wasn't buying it.
Looking back to the Dangerous day I met him. My heart grew heavy with fear. What if those days come back?
I shook my head.
But that was far from what lay ahead. Many things were about to happen.
Things I couldn't see, things I couldn't fathom but I could feel it.
He followed me into the bed. I watched his every move.
His eyes glued on my face. Every of his actions made me wonder if he had any sense of propriety.
Was I really his fiance? Or another lie?
I hoped he wouldn't do anything.
Just like that, we shared the bed.
Things took a new turn, was it a scheme or coincidence?
We shared the room from that day onwards.
Undoubtedly, I had started to see Jude in a new light. No longer just as a street thug. First and foremost he treated me better not with contempt any longer.
If I had known that fate was in one's hand, I could never have prayed for Jude.
He was already fast asleep. Looking at his dangerous handsome face which looked harmless, I couldn't understand why such a handsome man lived a dangerous life.
A normal person wouldn't sleep so soundly with such a deep cut but he does.
“Who was he? What does he want?.”
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