Chapter 4 : The night changed everything
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I couldn’t sleep after that kiss.
My lips still felt warm.
My brain kept replaying it over and over, like it didn’t want me to forget how close he was, how his breath touched my skin, how his hand held my jaw like he owned it.
I hated how much power Kairo had over me.
I hated how he could mess with my feelings so easily.
But the worst part?
I didn’t want him to stop.
The next evening I sat on my bed, staring at my phone like a crazy person. I kept checking it every two minutes.
Nothing.
Not a single message from him.
Maybe that kiss meant nothing to him.
Maybe I was just another girl he could play with and forget the next day.
Then suddenly—
Bzzzz.
My screen lit up.
Kairo: Come outside.
Three words.
Simple. But they hit me hard.
My heart started beating like it was trying to escape my chest.
I grabbed my jacket and slipped out of the house before my mom could ask anything. I already knew what she would say:
“Baby, that boy is trouble. Trouble that comes with a coffin.”
Maybe she was right.
But I still went.
Kairo was leaning against his black BMW, hoodie up, chain hanging, cigarette between his fingers. The smoke curled around him like he was part of the night itself. His eyes found me instantly.
“Get in,” he said.
No hello.
No smile.
Just that low voice that makes my stomach twist.
And without thinking twice, I got in.
He drove in silence for a while, one hand on the wheel, the other resting on his thigh. He kept glancing at me like he was annoyed at himself for wanting me there.
“Why did you text me?” I asked softly.
He smirked, but it wasn’t a playful smirk.
It was the kind that hides feelings.
“Couldn’t stop thinking about you,” he said.
My body warmed instantly.
“But listen carefully,” he added, voice dropping. “I don’t do love. I don’t do relationships. I don’t do promises. You get that?”
It stung.
But I nodded.
“Good,” he said. “Because whatever I feel when I look at you… it’s dangerous.”
His tone made me shiver.
We drove into an empty warehouse area. The night felt too quiet. The kind of quiet that comes right before something bad.
“Kairo… what are we doing here?”
He switched off the engine.
His eyes turned dark, serious.
“Stay close to me. And whatever happens… don’t run unless I tell you.”
My breath caught.
Before I could ask more, headlights appeared behind us. A black van rolled in, slow and heavy. Two men stepped out, both looking like trouble.
Kairo stepped in front of me instantly.
“Behind me,” he said.
I moved so close to him I could feel his back rise and fall.
The men approached with smirks.
“Well, well,” one of them said. “Kairo brought a girl. I thought you don’t keep them around.”
“Say whatever you want,” Kairo replied, cold as ice. “Just bring what you owe.”
One of the men pulled out a gun.
I froze.
Kairo didn’t even blink.
Everything happened in seconds.
The man lifted the gun—
Kairo pushed me behind the car—
BANG!
The shot echoed through the empty space.
I screamed.
Kairo didn’t.
He moved fast, pulling his own gun. His face changed—sharp, focused, deadly.
Another BANG!
Kairo fired first this time.
The man fell.
The second man ran to the van.
Kairo aimed—
BANG!
But the van door slammed and the man sped away.
Silence hit the air.
My whole body shook.
Kairo turned to me immediately.
“You hurt?” he asked, grabbing my shoulders, eyes scanning me up and down.
I shook my head, still trembling.
He stepped closer, cupping my face in both hands. His warm palms on my cheeks made my knees weak.
“I told you I was dangerous,” he said softly. “Now you’ve seen it.”
My breath hitched.
“I shouldn’t be here,” I whispered.
Kairo leaned in, his forehead resting on mine, his voice barely above a whisper.
“But you came,” he said. “You came for me.”
And then he kissed me.
Not gentle.
Not slow.
A hungry, desperate kiss.
A kiss that felt like he needed me to stay alive.
I kissed him back even though my mind screamed run.
But my heart didn’t move.
It stayed with him.
His hands slid to my waist, pulling me closer, his touch firm and claiming. The heat between us grew, the kind that made every thought disappear.
When he finally pulled back, his breath hit my lips.
“This is what you do to me,” he murmured.
“You make me lose control.”
My heart thumped so loud I was sure he could hear it.
I knew he was trouble.
I knew he lived in a world where men carried guns and didn’t fear death.
But as he held me under the dim warehouse lights, eyes burning with something he didn’t want to admit…
I knew I wasn’t going anywhere.
Not now.
Probably not ever.
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