《Nephilim and the Nun》


 Chapter 1: ?Prologue?

    Chapter 1: ?Prologue?


    My eyes shot to the two men beside me and they met my gaze. With a curt nod of my head, they crept


    from their positions beside me to the bushes about five steps to my right, taking up positions there. I


    scanned our surroundings before crawling to the bushes a few feet to my left. Plopping my sniper''s rifle


    to the ground, I aimed it at our supposed enemies, viewing my target from the scope of the rifle. My


    shot had to be perfect to lessen the impending chaos. I had no doubt the Russian''s were baiting us.


    One wrong move and we''d be down.


    I kept my eyes focused on my target through the scope, waiting for the right moment to attack. The flies


    hovering around my face didn''t make it any easier. Courtesy of the mud we''d used as a disguise to


    blend in with the bushes. A particrly stubborn one danced around my nose, moving gracefully


    towards my nostril. I exhaled a gush of air hoping it''d be enough to blow it in another direction but it


    didn''t. I shook my head a little to get rid of it. That seemed to have work.


    Lowering my eyes to the scope, I viewed my target, aiming at his forehead. His face was towards my


    direction, a grin etched on it disying his crooked teeth. The moment had presented itself. My eyes


    zeroed in on him, my fingers moving towards the trigger. As soon as I pulled it, pain ricocheted through


    me as though the shot I''d fired returned to me. The effect of what I realized was a bullet that had


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    prated me was so fast that thest thing I saw was my head hitting the grass, total darkness taking


    over.


    Mild murmuring from multiple voices filtered into my ears. The voices were loud enough for me to make


    out how close the owners were to me. Slowly, I opened my eyes to see who they were.


    Standing to my right was Garrett, one of my men. Beside him was Gary, his twin brother. They were still


    in their uniforms but it appeared they''d had a bath because their uniforms were clean,pared to the


    ones we''ve been crawling around in.


    I was aware another man was standing behind me but I couldn''t tell who he was. When I tried to turn in


    the unknown man''s direction was when I noticed I was chained to the chair. My eyes snapped to the


    twins in a questioning look but all I got from them was a smirk.


    "What happened? Why Am I chained?". I questioned in a stern voice, angered by their carefree smirks.


    "Soon Quinn. Soon, you''ll find out". Garrett replied, smirking.


    Whatever it was that I''d find out wasn''t going to be nice. That I could tell from the sheepish looks on


    their faces.


    "Who''s behind me?".


    "A friend of yours". Gary replied, smiling.


    "If you''re a friend as they''ve said, how about you show your face?". I growled out, not finding whatever


    game they were up to funny.


    All I got in response was a chuckle from whoever it was that was behind me.


    "Aren''t you supposed to be out there facing the Russians?". I gritted out, trying my best to keep my


    irritation at bay.


    Again, they cackled loudly like I''d said something hrious. That snapped thest bit of control in me. I


    struggled to break the chains but my body wouldn''t obey. Ignoring the sudden weakness that had to


    seem to descend upon me, I tried again but I couldn''t as much as clench my fists talk more of breaking


    chains.


    Meanwhile, the trioughed at my attempts. I was still at a loss of what was so hrious to them till I


    heard the words.


    "You''ll need the little strength left in you to be able to survive the warding sigil. Save it". The man


    behind me spoke.


    On hearing his words, I stilled, blood draining from my face.


    How did he know of the warding sigil and how it can harm me? I wondered.


    Footsteps echoed in the room as he made his way from my back, rounding the chair to stand opposite


    me. That was when I saw him. General Gonzalez.


    "Quinn, Quinn, Quinn". He called my name, stressing it yfully. "Nice to meet you again". He smirked.


    All I did was to stare at him intently, with an expressionless gaze.


    In all the years I''ve been on the armed forces, he was one man I didn''t get along with. Some saw him


    as a good man of dignity and integrity but the truth was that he was nothing but a cunning fellow, ruled


    by his love for money and good names.


    "For a man as brave and intelligent as you are, who knew it''d be so easy to get you out the way". He


    spoke, grinning. "If I''d known holy water was the weapon, I''d have destroyed you a long time ago". He


    added.


    My jaw clenched from rage. It was obvious he knew who I was. How he found out, I couldn''t tell. The


    pain I''d felt before I passed out made sense. Someone had shot at me with a bullet that was dipped in


    holy water


    "What. do. you. want?".


    "Getting rid of you is enough". Heughed out loud, along with the two men beside me.


    I nced at them, meeting their eyes before returning my gaze to the General.


    "You''ll be gone, Quinn. To a ce where your death will be slow and torturous. It might even take years


    but the important thing is, you won''t being back. Neither will you survive it". As he said the words,


    his voice was hard and cold. I did not doubt that he meant every word he''d said.


    "You can''t get rid of me, Gonzalez".


    "Really?". He cocked a brow in amusement. He snapped his fingers and I heard the booming of a gun,


    pain traveling through my body as another bullet dripping with holy water prated my chest.


    The effect of the pain paralyzed my entire body, draining all physical strength off me. I rxed into the


    chair, numbness taking over. The trio cackled at their triumph.


    "Take him away". Hemanded.


    The twins stepped forwards, saluted me in mockery before proceeding to unchain me. Thereafter, they


    lifted me from the chair and dragged me towards a waiting truck. Dumping me at the trunk of the truck


    they locked it. The truck sped off as darkness descended upon me.

 Chapter 2: ?Nun or Spy??

    Chapter 2: ?Nun or Spy??


    Quinn:


    The loud footsteps of whoever wasing echoed through the walls of the basement as though they


    were announcing their arrival. Ignoring the disturbance, I continued with my push-ups, counting along.


    "51...". I lifted my body upwards before lowering it back down as close as I could to the ground, my fists


    holding my body weight. "52¡­". With each count, I repeated the process over again. "53¡­". The


    footsteps were now closer than they''d been.


    I was aware, whoever it was, wasn''t more than a few steps from me.


    "54¡­". I continued counting, awaiting the arrival of my guest but I heard no sounds. The basement was


    deathly quiet like It always was except for my ragged breathing. Yet, I still felt the presence of a person


    very close to my cell.


    Stopping my workout to see who it was should be the right thing to do but I never interrupted my


    exercise for anyone. Hence, I continued with my count, never for once stopping to ponder on who it


    might be. Once I''d gotten to my scheduled count, I copsed on the floor, breathing heavily. At the


    same time, trying to calm my breath and racing heart. After a moment of regaining my breath, I looked


    in the direction where I''d heard the footsteps.


    "What. Do. You. Want?" I asked, hoping whoever it was would step out into the open.


    "F-f-food". A silky feminine voice stammered. "I-I b-brought your f-food".


    "I can''t eat it when you''re yet to deliver it". I growled, irritated.


    She was scared. But she wasn''t to be med. With the way I was looking with overgrown hair and


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    not showering, I could easily pass for a beast with human qualities. Thus, I got the same reaction from


    whoever was blessed with the chore of delivering my meal.


    Slowly, she stepped out of the shadows, standing by the cell. Deciding to help her get out as fast as


    she wanted to, I stood up to take the food container from her. But as soon as I was on my feet, she


    abruptly jumped back, almost pouring the food. Her reaction would have been hrious if it hadn''t been


    directed at me.


    "For fuck sake woman, hand the damn food over already". I gritted out, my irritation at its peak. "If I''d


    wanted to devour you, this damn sigil I''m standing on wouldn''t let me. I''m utterly powerless. Now, drop


    it".


    I stared at her hazel orbs sternly. In return, she stared back at me with wide eyes that portrayed shock


    but her lips said a different thing. They were set in a thin line as if she was fighting back a smirk but her


    dimpled cheeks gave it away. That was not the reaction I expected. For a nun, I expected gasps at my


    dirty words, and then she''d drop the food and scurry away but the woman standing before me, looked


    equal parts shocked and intrigued which was confusing.


    "Move to the wall. I''ll drop it where you can reach for it". Her words came out stronger than they''d done


    when she first spoke.


    Snorting in annoyance, I did as she''d said, moving to the wall.


    The sooner she was gone, the better for both of us.


    Slowly, she stepped towards the cell and dropped the container beside the bars. Her eyes traveled


    back to my face, lingering on my eyes. I returned her gaze, never backing down. The eyes that held


    shock some minutes ago were now gleaming with an emotion I couldn''t fathom.


    Rising to her feet, she stepped away from the bars. Her eyes were still holding mine. After a while, she


    exhaled, breaking away from the staring contest. She stared from me at therge sigil I was seated on.


    I took that moment to admire her. Though she was wearing a headgear that covered her head to her


    forehead and some part of her jaw, the woman looked undeniably beautiful with almond-shaped eyes,


    a cute button nose, and full pale pink lips. For a nun, her looks should be sinful and the mere fact that a


    man could notice them even with her full nun regalia meant trouble in its hardest form.


    How the hell does a church let one like her be a nun? I pondered internally. But then, it was her


    choice to be one.


    Bringing her eyes back to mine, her lips that were paused as if she was swallowing words softened to


    their original shape.


    "I should say; May the good Lord be with you but I doubt you''ll need it". The words flowed naturally


    from her lips, furthermore increasing my doubt of how she became a nun.


    Giving me a simple smile that didn''t quite get to her eyes, she turned on her heels and left, leaving me


    to ponder on her real identity, if she was truly a nun or another guise sent by Gonzalez to see if I was


    dead.


    It would be easier to believe thetter than the former due to what I''d just witnessed. As thoughts of the


    strange woman consumed me, my eyes drifted to the food container. I moved from the wall to get it but


    stopped in my tracks.


    If she was sent by Gonzalez, then the food might be poisoned. I reasoned.


    Being kept in a cell covered in a sigil was one thing but getting poisoned by Gonzalez was far worse.


    I''d told him he couldn''t destroy me and I was yet to make him believe.


    Hence, I retreated to the wall, ignoring the food.


    Skipping a meal for a day wasn''t going to harm me as much as allowing my enemies to get the upper


    hand would.


    With the belief that the strange woman was from Gonzalez, I didn''t ponder on her ingenuity


    again.

 Chapter 3: ?The Nun?

    Chapter 3: ?The Nun?


    Quinn:


    Six weekster:


    The humming of a melodious tune by a feminine voice floated into my ears, disrupting me from the


    book I''d been reading. The voice was apanied by echoes of footsteps,ing towards my cell.


    Moving my attention from the book, I waited impatiently to see who it was. Due to the echoes of the


    humming voice, one would think there was a concert going on in the basement. When the footsteps got


    closer, the voice stopped. Meanwhile, my undivided attention was focused on their direction.


    My expression hardened into a scowl when I saw her. The strange woman I''d encountered six weeks


    ago who I believed was one of Gonzalez''s acquaintances or in this case, minion. She''d brought food


    again.


    Ignoring her presence, I continued reading my book. Though I pretended to be focused on the book, I


    watched her from the corner of my eyes as she ced the food close to the bars, where I can reach for


    it. This time around, she also brought a bottle of water. She must have been instructed to get me water


    to wash down the poison after devouring it.


    "I didn''t see you as one who read books". She said, standing to her feet.


    Truly, I don''t read books, especially novels but knowing I was going to be in a cell for a very long time,


    reading became one of the ways to perfectly while away the time.


    The book I was reading, I''d found it by the corner of the cell the first time I''d awaken there. It was old


    and torn, with almost half of its pages missing. It looked like it had seen better days. It was easy to tell


    it''d been there for a couple of years from how it looked. I was surprised rats hadn''t fed on it. It was a


    novel titled; Demon Crown. I couldn''t tell the Author''s name as a result of the first pages missing.


    After being in the cell for a few weeks with no ns of escaping, I was left with no option but to read


    the book while I worked out my escape n. So far, I was yet toe up with a good n.


    "It''s good to know you have your little hub of activities nned out for each day". She added when I


    remained silent, with eyes on my book. "You don''t talk when you read. Noted".


    She turned to leave but I chose that moment to give her a little message for Gonzalez.


    "Tell Gonzalez that his ns of fastening my death with poisoned food are not working".


    Halting her steps, she turned towards me.


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    "And who is Gonzalez?". She asked, tucking her hands in the pockets of her uniform.


    "Your attempt at pretending is sickening". I growled out, locking eyes with her.


    "If I''m getting this right, you think I''m working with this Gonzalez to poison you?".


    "I don''t think. I know. You can''t fool me".


    Her next reaction surprised me. I expected her to deny it but instead, she burst into a fit ofughter,


    clutching her stomach in the process.


    I had no form of likeness for the woman but the sound of herughter had a musical ring to it.


    When she finally stoppedughing, she spoke.


    "For a man that reads, you are not so intelligent". Sheughed some more. "If I may ask, who is this


    Gonzalez you speak of?". She was amused.


    "You can''t fool me. Whoever encouraged you to dress up like a nun, clearly wasn''t thinking well". My


    book was now on the floor, long forgotten.


    Again, another round of resounding musicalughter escaped her plump lips.


    "Your sense of humor is amazing". She drawled. "It''s so sad you''re wasting it here in this basement".


    "I''m d you find it funny". I gritted out from annoyance. "Next time when you want to pretend, do not


    forget to refine your attitude too. Very important".


    "Wow". She eximed. "You''re being serious".


    Her pretense game was getting on my nerves.


    "Don''t forget to pass my message across to Gonzalez". That said, I picked up my book, ignoring her


    presence. But the woman wasn''t finished.


    She stepped towards the bars, holding onto one, she leaned towards it and said;


    "Honey, I do not know a Gonzalez. And I''m a nun. A real one". She stressed the real to make a point


    but I would be damned to buy it.


    Straightening her stance, she added;


    "Looks like you won''t be dying from the effects of the sigil but intense hunger because I''m in charge of


    delivering your food from now on".


    My eyes snapped to hers. Her face bloomed into a smirk, eyes glinting with amusement.


    The woman was something else. She oozed trouble with a capital T.


    "You''re a nun. You should know man shall not live by bread alone". I responded with a mocking smirk.


    She smiled in response, presenting me with her dimples while shaking her head in amusement.


    "May the good Lord be with you. You''re gonna need him".


    With that, she took her to leave.


    Once again, I was left to wonder who she truly was.


    All thanks to the sigil, my powers weren''t potent. Hence, I couldn''t detect her lies.

 Chapter 4: ?New games?

    Chapter 4: ?New games?


    Quinn:


    My morning work out session had almoste to an end when the now-familiar footsteps thudded


    loudly in the basement, announcing her arrival. Without seeing who it was, I was sure it was the woman


    already.


    My state of idleness had enabled me to recognize the distinct sounds of her footsteps. Completing my


    As she''d informed me earlier on, she''d been the one delivering my food for thest week. The food, I''d


    never touched it but the water, I couldn''t ignore. If I was going to survive without food, I needed the


    water to keep me alive.


    Dying from dehydration wasn''t on my list.


    She strode towards me with a wide smile etched on her face, showcasing her dimples and a paper bag


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    in hand. I couldn''t decipher the reason for her smile but I''d already judged it to be bad.


    On getting closer to my cell, her eyes that were on my face drifted to my shirtless torso, eyeing my


    sweaty body. I watched her throat bubbled as she gulped. Her steps faltered, eyes never leaving my


    naked chest.


    She was checking me out.


    And yet, she ims to be a nun. I mentally asserted.


    "Aren''t you sinning by ogling me in such a manner?". I asked when she continued staring at my


    shirtless torso.


    Her eyes immediately moved to my face as she tried to cover her embarrassment with a smirk but her


    pale skin gave it away. Her cheeks turned a bright shade of pink that gradually spread over her face.


    "Appreciating the Lord''s creation isn''t a sin". She finally spoke, smiling coyly.


    "Of course. Ogling a man shouldn''t be considered as a sin by you since this¡­". I waved a hand at her


    attire. "Is just an act".


    "You know, I shouldn''t care so much about the assumptions of a mere prisoner but I do".


    Moving forward, she took out the food container from the paper bag, along with two spoons. She


    ced the container on the floor close to the bars and ced the two spoons on top.


    While she did all this, I watched her intently. Her intentions were clear to me but still, I let her continue.


    She also dropped a single bottle of water. Next, she took out a neatly folded cloth from the paper bag.


    Spreading the cloth close to the bars, she sat on it, crossing her legs.


    "Henceforth, we''ll be sharing the food". She stamped her words with a smile.


    "Is this your new n of getting me to trust you so you could get on with your original nter on?". I


    asked, folding my arms across my torso. I didn''t miss the way her eyes drank in the sight of my bulging


    biceps.


    "As I said before, I shouldn''t care but I do". When I remained silent, she continued. "But, as much as I''d


    love to see where your assumptions lead you, I''m not heartless enough to watch you die from


    malnutrition".


    Her act of kindness earned her a smirk with a nod of my head.


    "Your attitude is almost refined". Iplimented in a tone dripping with amusement.


    Paying no attention to me, she dipped her hand into the pockets of her uniform and brought out a


    phone.


    "So, I did a little research on you. Fellow nuns that work here have managed to gather up information


    about your identity". She gestured toward me. "From what I gathered from them and google, you were


    part of the armed forces early this year and your full name is Quinn Santiago". Her eyes zeroed in on


    me to see my reaction but I gave her none.


    If she was trying to prove her innocence, she''d failed even before she started. I expected her to at least


    act smarter.


    "And the fact that no one seems to know how younded here in his cell, prompted me to ask of the


    Gonzalez you think I''m working for".


    She switched on the phone and handed it to me.


    "I found these pictures after I was told he is a general in the armed forces. I wanted to confirm he was


    the one you talked about". Her hand was still pointed out, holding her phone.


    "Is this what''s on your script for today?". I asked, ignoring her outstretched hand.


    "If you still think I''m acting, then yes". She replied nonchntly.


    cing the phone at the edge of the cloth where I can reach for it, she took the food container and


    opened it. She served a spoonful of the food, raising it to her pale pink lips. I watched as her plump lips


    covered the spoon before she released it. The sight alone was enticing.


    The woman would make a better living as a seductress than as an actress.


    She chewed on the food delicately before swallowing it. Next, she unscrewed the cork of the bottle of


    water and took a sip from it. Setting the food back on the ground, she looked up at me.


    "Care to join me?". She arched a perfectly shaped brow.


    I let my gaze rest on her for a while before taking my seat on the sigil covered floor, close to the cell


    bars.


    If this was her new game to get me to trust her, then I was going to take the bait for as long as she''d


    continue to eat with me.


    We ate in silence while she fought fiercely between keeping her gaze solely on my face and not on my


    naked torso. More than half of the time, my torso won.


    As soon as we were done eating, she got up from the cloth and folded it neatly before cing it into the


    paper bag.  The empty food container and bottle also went in.


    "I know you still don''t believe me but at least I got you to eat". She smiled.


    "Gonzalez will be happier to hear of your sess".


    "That would have been nice. But Sadly, I''ve had no contact with the General".


    "Sure". I nodded my head.


    Once again, he eyes strayed to my chest and I added;


    "Next time, I''ll make sure to present myself just the way you like it".


    Her eyes snapped to mine at my sarcastic words.


    "You''ve got it, baby". She winked at me before leaving.


    I was left to wonder what Gonzalez was thinking, hiring someone like her to take on a serious job.

 Chapter 5: ?Torture?

    Chapter 5: ?Torture?


    Quinn:


    After she left, I retreated to the far end of the cell. There was nothing more to do so, I decided to


    continue with the book I''d been reading. I picked up the book from where I''d dropped it but a piece of a


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    white object caught my attention.


    It was the woman''s phone. She''d left it behind after folding the cloth. Led by curiosity, I moved towards


    it and took it before retreating to the end of the cell. I stared at the iPhone for a while, wondering what


    I''d find if I should switch it on. Snooping around people''s properties didn''t interest me but the woman


    herself was interesting. And I was convinced I might find a thing or two about her rtionship with my


    captor.


    With that conviction in mind, I switched it on. Luckily for me, it wasn''t locked with a password. The first


    thing I saw was the google page with multiple pictures of Gonzalez. At the sight of mere pictures of the


    man, I snorted in resentment. Going back to the homepage, I clicked on her call list, scrolling through


    the names. Her call list contained only a few contacts that were females and each of the names had


    the endearment, *Sister*, attached to it.


    Closing her call list, I moved on to check her text messages. The folder was empty. From there, I


    moved on to her photos. The only pictures on the phone were mostly screenshots of the scriptures till I


    came across a picture of two women. They looked the same as the owner of the phone except for their


    hair. The woman I''de to know, I hadn''t seen her hair as a result of the headgear that was part of


    her nun uniform. But the younger woman in the picture had wavy blonde hair. The other who was older


    had the same wavy hair but it was dirty blonde.


    The younger one must be the nun. I concluded.


    In the photo, she looked nothing like a nun. The woman was the true definition of beauty with shiny


    wavy hair that cascaded over her shoulders. She was dded in a tank top with a low neck, hinting at


    her cleavage. Her smile was bright, sampling her dimples.


    I was so carried away by her beauty that I didn''t notice the loud thudding of footsteps heading my way


    till they got so close. In a rush of not wanting to be seen with a gadget, I quickly shoved the phone


    down the pocket of my cks.


    Just then, the owner of the footsteps emerged from the other corner of the basement that must lead to


    the second entrance. It was the priest, father Elliott, as he''d introduced himself the first time I


    encountered him in the cell.


    He was standing before me, dressed in his ck cassock as always, with the tiny frames that rested


    atop the ridge of his nose. He had a sheepish smile stered on his face but his eyes said a different


    thing. His dark pupils were glinting with what I''de to know as deviousness.


    To everyone that saw him outside this basement, he was a Saint, having been ordained a priest of the


    creator. But I was the only one aware of his deceitful acts.


    The slow torturous death Gonzalez had promised me came in the form of father Elliott. I was yet to die


    but I was getting weak by the day and I was also losing my grace. If he continued his torture for much


    longer, Gonzalez would achieve his aim. The more reason I needed an escape n as fast as


    possible.


    "You''re here for your little ritual". I spoke, staring him in the eyes.


    His smile broadened.


    "It''s always a pleasure to see you powerless. And it gets better when I feel more powerful". He


    chuckled darkly.


    "It''s just a matter of time Elliot. Just a matter of time". I enunciated the words, making sure he could


    hear my resentment.


    This only made himugh louder.


    "Your bravery ismendable. Even the devil was defeated when God chased him from heaven".


    "And he came down to earth in forms of people like you who thrive on deceit". Ipleted it.


    "Well, I can always be forgiven. The Lord knows there is no human above sin but you¡­". He shook his


    head in pity. "You have no ce in the heavens nor earth. You are an abomination. Your kind was


    meant to be destroyed for the greater good of the earth".


    The man was a human demon. All that was missing was to be possessed by an actual demon. He


    thrived on sin and glorified it as The Greater Good. If I had my way, I''d wipe him from the surface of the


    earth.


    Truly, I was an abomination but he was a greater abomination than me.


    "As much as I enjoy chatting with you, I have other important businesses to deal with. But we can


    always continue our conversation next time". With that, he moved closer to the bars separating us and


    shot me in the chest with the gun he''d been holding all along.


    The bullet that had been dipped in Holy water pierced my skin, prating my chest. Immediately, my


    body went limp as a result of the paralysis of the holy water. I lost total control, the familiar numbness


    descending upon me. Father Elliot cackled loudly at his sess like he always does.


    Thereafter, he unlocked the cell gate and walked towards me. Crouching to the ground, he pulled out


    an empty blood bag connected to a needle from his pants pocket. Tying my arm with a rope he also


    pulled from his pocket, he inserted the needle into one of my veins and watched with satisfaction as the


    blood drained from my body into the blood bag.


    He stood above me, watching in silence while the blood drained from my body into the bag. At that


    point, I was barely conscious. I struggled to hold on to the little strength in me but the holy water was


    spreading through my body rapidly. Losing the ability to stay conscious, I fell into consciousness,


    darkness descending upon me.

 Chapter 6: ?Test?

    Chapter 6: ?Test?


    Quinn:


    My eyes opened slowly, and the first thing that graced my sight was the concrete roof of the cell. At


    first, my vision was blurry but after blinking a few times, I was able to see properly. I moved my limbs in


    an attempt to sit up. The numbness that had attacked me had worn off but the bullet in my chest was


    still stuck there. Involuntarily, I winced from the pain but that didn''t stop me from sitting.


    "You''re awake". The familiar voice filtered into my ears.


    For the first time since I''d encountered her, her voice was soft, portraying concern.


    I hadn''t noticed I wasn''t alone till she spoke. Looking at her, she was seated on the same cloth she''d


    brought thest time, a paper bag beside her.


    "Does this always happen?".


    Her voice wasced with worry while her eyes strayed to the bullet hole in my chest.


    "Why do you care?".


    My voice came out hoarse than I''d expected as a result of the dryness of my throat from being out for


    hours. Seeming to notice it, she offered me a bottle of water from the paper bag. I moved closer to the


    bars and took it from her, gulping down the contents till it was empty.


    "I saw what happened yesterday". She paused, searching my eyes for any form of hostility but seeing


    none, she continued. "I''de back to get my phone and I saw Father Elliot shoot you before draining


    blood from your body into a blood bag".


    I stared at her continuously, with an expressionless gaze.


    "For how long has he been doing that and what does he need your blood for?".


    "Shouldn''t you know that, if not then clearly, you''re not well equipped for the job you took".


    "As much as I''d love to see you die here, I want to know how you got here and why you think I work for


    the General. Most especially, I also want to know what the priest uses your blood for".


    "Gonzalez would be happy to tell you the story of his sessful hunting expenditure".


    She tilted her head, eyes staring into space as though she was deep in thoughts.


    "Tell me about the Priest and I''d do whatever you want".


    I chuckled at her request. Her curiosity was top notch but I was going to use it in my favor.


    "Get me out of here and I''ll tell you about the priest".


    There was no way she''d agree to that. Gonzalez mustn''t have told her about the priest.


    "Why should I do that?".


    Exactly what I thought.


    "If you''re so keen on knowing what he uses my blood for then you should do it".


    Again, she remained silent in deep thoughts. I wanted so bad to know what was going on in her head


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    but all thanks to the sigil, I couldn''t.


    "Tell me about you and why you''re here. I just might agree to help you".


    Her request had me wondering if Gonzalez had been keeping her in the dark or if she''d been genuine


    all along. Though I''d seen nothing on her phone, I still didn''t trust her but telling her about me wasn''t


    going to hurt me at that point. So I did.


    "You already know I''m Quinn Santiago, a member of the armed forces. I joined the army ten years ago


    and in all of those years, I was never on good terms with General Gonzalez. The man is a cunning


    fellow and would do whatever it takes for money and to also be praised. Many times, he''d collected


    bribes from enemy countries and terrorists and fed the government with lies to prevent them from


    investigating the cases. He was aware I knew of his dealings and was nning to expose him and that


    was how Inded here. He used my men against me".


    "What about the priest?".


    "Gonzalez sold me to him. The priest as you call him is also like the General. Behind his facade of


    being holy, he seeks demonic power and immortality. That''s what he uses my blood for".


    She frowned, brows knitting together in confusion.


    "He injects the blood he gets from me into his body, allowing it to mix with his blood. In return, he


    acquires the power and abilities I have and also, immortality".


    Her frown deepened. I expected shock from her but her facial expression didn''t give out any form of


    surprise. Thus, I wondered if she knew about it and just wanted confirmation from me.


    "You know about it already?". I gritted out, my demeanor quickly turning to annoyance and anger for


    her deceit.


    "Not about this". She responded absentmindedly. "Err...I-I mean...no. No, I didn''t know about this".


    "What else do you know about the priest?". I stared at her intently. She was hiding something.


    "I never said I knew anything".


    On every other female, my hard stare would have worked the magic but the woman wasn''t just any


    female. If she truly was a nun, then she had something up her sleeves.


    "What do you need for your little escape mission?". She asked, quickly diverting the topic.


    I waited a while, wondering if it was a setup. But then, I decided it was better to get caught escaping


    than to sit and die in the cell without attempting to get my freedom.


    "A gun with a silencer, a priest uniform, scissors, and a pair of boots. Size 43".


    "For someone that needs help, you''re demanding".


    "You asked, didn''t you?".


    "I''ll be back by nightfall". With that, she stood from the cloth and began folding it. "My phone".


    I''d forgotten about the gadget. Lifting my leg, I dipped a hand into the pocket of my cks and brought


    it out. The movement affected the wound on my chest, making me wince. I needed to get the bullet out.


    "What do you need for that?". Her eyes moved to the wound.


    "A bottle of liquor".


    She raised her brows at my strange request and I gave her a curt nod. Bending to my level, she took


    the phone from me and left.


    I hadn''t expected her to agree to my request but she did. As much as I was surprised, I was also


    thankful. My first mission once I got out of the cell was to investigate the woman.


    It was clear she wasn''t a nun but It wasn''t clear if she was truly working for Gonzalez or not. But then,


    my sessful escape would determine the truth.

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    Chapter 7: ?Escape n?


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    I patiently waited for the woman for what felt like a whole day but couldn''t have been more than a few


    hours. Tired of sitting on the sigil, I stood to my feet, pacing about the cell. If she was genuine, I


    couldn''t tell. All I could do was hope it would be my chance of escaping my impending death. I paced


    around the cell till my feet began to ache, yet I didn''t stop to sit. My ambition to escape was greater


    than the soreness of my aching feet.


    A whileter, the loud thudding of her now familiar footsteps resounded throughout the basement. A ray


    of hope came to life in my soul yet I tried my best not to be too hopeful but it was a lost battle. I couldn''t


    help it. She emerged from the shadows, striding towards my cell with purposeful steps. Getting to the


    cell, she took out a cloth from the paper bag she was carrying and spread it on the floor before taking a


    seat. I watched with interest, wondering what she was up to. Next, she took out a food container, a


    bottle of water, and two spoons, cing them close to the bars where we could both reach for them.


    What the fuck is she up to? My subconscious gritted out.


    "Seat. I dyed your meal in the morning so I could have an excuse toe back here".


    Moving towards the bars, I took a seat opposite her, eyes staring intently into hers. Without uttering


    another word, she opened the food container and handed me a spoon. She dug into the food


    immediately, tasting it as she always does to confirm it''s poison-free. I was agitated but I followed on


    with whatever she was doing.


    After we devoured the food and washed it down with water, she packed the utensils back into the bag.


    "Turn around". Shemanded.


    My gaze narrowed down on her. I didn''t trust her.


    "If you want to get out of here, you better obey. You do not have all the time in the world".


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    In the end, my will to escape won my skepticism. Standing to my feet, I turned around, praying it was


    for a good reason.


    "You can turn back now".


    When I did, I saw a ck cassock lying on the cloth she was seated on, a pair of tiny frames beside it,


    the boots I''d requested, and scissors. My eyes snapped to hers. A wide smile was etched on her face.


    "Where did theye from?". I inquired.


    "My body. I''d been wearing them under my uniform".


    I shook my head in amusement, a sly smile breaking out of my face.


    Immediately, I got to work. Firstly, I cut off the mass of long bushy hair to a shorter length. I should have


    cut the overgrown beards too but time was running out. The pain in my chest, while I was cutting my


    hair, reminded me of the bullet in my chest.


    "The liquor". I growled out.


    Dipping her hand into the paper bag, she brought out a little bottle of vodka. I grabbed it from her and


    continued with my preparations. I washed my hands with some quantity of the liquid and the remaining,


    I poured on the scissors. Thereafter, clenching my teeth from the pain toe, I stabbed the wound


    with the scissors to widen it.


    My vision wasdened with intense pain, my clenched teeth shaking visibly. Through my hazy vision, I


    saw the look of horror on her face as she tried her best not to feel the raw pain she saw in my eyes.


    Pulling out the scissors, I dipped two of my fingers into the expanded bullet hole, moving them in as far


    as they could go, to reach for the bullet. Red hot pain blinded and engulfed me, my face squeezing


    from anguish. As soon as my fingersnded on the little metallic object, I pulled it out.


    My breathing was ragged, sweat beads dripping from my body that could pass for water from a shower


    but it was as a result of the pain I was trying my best to wield. As soon as the bullet was out, I threw it


    to the floor, gulping down the little vodka remaining in the bottle. I needed it to lessen the difort.


    After a while of regaining my strength and breath, I cleaned the blood from my hands with the dirty


    white shirt I''d been wearing.


    "Are you going to be okay?". Her words came out soft and concerned. In response, I nodded curtly.


    Next, I took the cassock and pulled it on, covering my bleeding injury. It was the least of my worries


    because it would heal in a couple of hours. I wore the boots and the little frames.


    Her musicalughter filled the basement as she chuckled.


    I must have looked ridiculous in my outfit that was almost too tight and barely reaching my toes with


    the tiny frames resting on the ridge of my nose like they were struggling to stay together without


    splitting.


    "I''m d my appearance tickles your fantasy".


    "Ohh trust me, it does". Her eyes roamed over me briefly before returning to my face. "Ready?"


    I replied with a curt nod. In response, she shook her head, smirking.


    "Come out then, "


    That was when it hit me. I couldn''t leave the cell without a key. It was locked.


    "Shit". I gritted out, jaw clenching in anger and frustration. Everything was in vain.


    But then, the woman surprised me by getting a key from her pocket which she dangled in my eyes


    while mocking.


    "Not so clever".


    Stepping towards the cell, she opened the lock with the key. I stepped out of the cell, eyes darkening in


    preparation for my escape.


    The time hade.

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    Chapter 8: ?Escape n¡ª2?


    Quinn:


    I stepped out of the cell, ready to take my chance. But I felt empty as if I wasn''t prepared. Something


    was missing. My palms balled into fists as realization dawned on me.


    "The gun". I gritted out.


    The woman folded her arms across her breasts, arching one of her brows.


    "You weren''t expecting me to get you one, were you?". When I remained silent, she asked further;


    "where was I supposed to get one? I''m a nun not whatever you''ve conjured up about me".


    She was something else but I wasn''t going to let the absence of a gun get in my way. I only needed it to


    be extra prepared.


    Stepping out of the cloth she''d been standing on, she folded it neatly, cing it into the paper bag.


    Thereafter, she cleaned the scissors with my abandoned blood-stained dirty white shirt. Taking the


    empty bottle of vodka, she hid them in the pocket of her uniform. Her eyes scanned the entire cell to


    make sure there was nothing unusual lying around.


    "You''ll take the other end of the basement". She pointed towards the direction father Elliot usually came


    from. "It leads to a dark tunnel and also has a passageway to father Elliot''s office". She paused to get a


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    small shlight from another pocket of her uniform that she handed to me. "When you get through that


    door, there''s a rusty iron gate to your left, it''s not locked. Push it open. That''s the tunnel. But be careful.


    I''m not entirely sure but there might be a guard there. Since you arrived here, this ce has been


    heavily guarded".


    "Thank you for the information and your help".


    "Don''t thank me. I''m not doing this for you".


    Giving me no opportunity to ask what she meant, she turned on her heels, leaving me by myself to


    carry out my mission. Without wasting further time, I moved silently yet hastily towards the door she''d


    pointed out. I prepared myself for whatever might be at the other side before grabbing the handle and


    pulling it open as quietly as I could.


    Luckily for me, there was nothing unusual. The darkness engulfed me but my night vision immediately


    came to my aid. Using my night vision instead of the shlight was a better idea. It would prevent


    whoever was at the end of the tunnel she''d mentioned from noticing me.


    Through the darkness, my eyes located the old rusty gate she''d mentioned. Opposite the gate was a


    dark hallway that must lead to the priest''s office. With that knowledge came the realization that I had to


    be extremely quiet to avoid alerting the priest. The dark hallway would no doubt reverberate any loud


    noises.


    Creeping towards the rusty gate, I gave it a light push but it didn''t bulge. Again, I tried, pressing my


    palms against the rusty iron to push it but it only made a low creaking noise. I stopped for a while,


    listening for other sounds in the dark but my ears picked up no sounds. Taking my heart in my hands, I


    applied my force to push it till it was wide opened, ignoring the noises it was making.


    Thereafter, I stayed silent for a while, waiting to see if anyone heard the sounds but no one came. With


    that, I forged ahead, more determined to make it out of the basement. Moving in the darkness, my night


    vision was my only source of light. I crept deeper into the dark tunnel till I saw a little ray of light. But


    with the light came the steady heartbeat of a human.


    There was a guard at the end of the tunnel.


    I halted my steps at the realization. The guard was definitely with a gun. My physical strength and


    abilities were my only weapon. It was either I take him unawares or get shot at which would jeopardize


    my entire mission.


    Slowly, I moved towards the rusty gate at the end of the tunnel where the guard was standing with his


    back to me. With just a few steps away from the gate, I stopped moving.


    Attacking him was a dangerous decision. I needed to manipte him but to do that, his eyes needed to


    stare into mine. It was a good thing the tunnel was dark.


    Taking a few steps away from the gate, I stood still and let out a slow whistle. As expected, he turned


    sharply, facing the tunnel. In the darkness of the tunnel, before he could turn on his shlight, my eyes


    found his, hypnotizing him.


    I mentallymanded him to open the gate and step Into the tunnel. He did, without uttering any


    words. He was more like a puppet under my control.


    "Seat here". I whispered.


    He obeyed immediately, crouching to sit on the floor. As soon as he sat, I induced sleep into him. In a


    short while, he was snoring away while I walked out of the tunnel, into the darkness of the night.


    Freedom seeped into the pores of my skin, almost bringing a smile to my face but I needed to leave the


    church environment. Stepping a little farther from the back of the church where I''d emerged, I closed


    my eyes with only one destination in mind.


    Home.

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    Chapter 9: ?Home?


    Quinn:


    When I opened my eyes, I was standing in the middle of my bedroom. The warmness of the house


    brought peace to me. I''d been away from the house since I traveled to Russia where I''d ended up


    falling into Gonzalez''s trap.


    All lights in the house were off and I couldn''t risk switching them on, just in case if my home was being


    monitored. In the darkness of the room, aided by my night vision, I stripped off the cassock and


    everything I had on, moving to the bathroom for a much-needed shower.


    Stepping into the bathroom, I looked into the mirror to see my dirt covered face. My natural tanned skin


    was covered in dirt, making me appear dark-skinned. Although I''d cut my hair to a shorter length, it still


    looked unkempt. My beards were also overgrown, covering up my lips.


    Moving away from the mirror, I got scissors and returned to cut the beards. After cutting them to a


    considerable length, I shaved them off. My fingers grazed the clean-shaven skin. I threaded my fingers


    through my hair. I needed a haircut but the current length wasn''t so bad. It was resting at the nape of


    my neck. Exhaling in satisfaction, I stepped into the shower.


    I stood under the shower for a long time, letting the water wash away months of sweat and dirt. The


    water slid down my body, rinsing away the soapther. Once I felt squeaky clean, I stepped out, drying


    myself with a towel I''d gotten from the towel rack.


    The consequences of not sleeping well for eight months were beginning to take its toll on me. My


    eyelids were getting heavy with the need to have a good night''s sleep. At the sight of my king-sized


    bed on entering the room, a yawn slipped from my lips. Forgoing clothes, I marched towards the bed


    and fell on it, not bothering to cover up with theforter. As soon as my head hit the pillow, sleep


    whisked me away.


    Intense hunger woke me up from my deep peaceful slumber. On opening my eyes, the room was much


    lighter than it had been at night. Though the windows were locked with curtains down, it was easy to


    tell it was daytime. I closed my eyes, meaning to revel in the peace and quietness of the house but the


    rumbling of my stomach disrupted me. I needed to get food.


    Driven by the hunger, I got up from the bed and moved to my walk-in closet where I pulled on a pair of


    sweatpants. Thereafter, I left for the kitchen. The kitchen was the same way I''d left when I''d traveled to


    Russia. Except dust had settled on every surface.  I stood in the middle of the kitchen, contemting if


    I should clean before I cook or cook then clean. In the end, my desire for neatness won.


    About an hourter, I was done cleaning every surface of the kitchen and other parts of the house that


    also needed cleaning. To say I was thoroughly exhausted was an understatement. Walking back into


    the kitchen, I opened the fridge to see a few foodstuffs that hadn''t gone bad. I made a simple omelet


    meal.


    A whileter, I was done eating and cleaning. I decided to check the house for any signs of visitors


    while I was away. There we hid cameras in every corner of the house that served as my security


    system. Walking into my room, I got a remote from the drawer of the nightstand. The remote was used


    to open thepartment of the wall that housed the television. Pressing a single button, the wall


    opposite the bed shifted inside, revealing the tv.


    I turned on the tv, watching the camera records but I found nothing. With that, I turned off the tv and


    stepped towards the window, lifting the curtains a little to peep outside.


    People were on the streets moving about. I envied their freedom. Though I''d escaped, I couldn''t be


    seen out. That would be suicide. I was positive that they''d been informed of my escape and are now in


    search of me. Soon, they''de to the house to find me.


    I needed to get out of town for a while, to a ce where they can''t easily find me. While I''ll be there, I''d


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 Chapter 10: ?Naturals?

    Chapter 10: ?Naturals?


    Quinn:


    I appeared at the front of Naturals, a club for only supernatural beings. It was thest ce anyone


    would go in search of me. Though it was dark already, I wore a baseball cap to hide my appearance.


    Strolling into the club, my eyes scanned therge room. The loud music sting in the air drowned out


    the conversations of people. The dance floor was packed with sweaty bodies, dancing to the beat of


    the music. Taking my eyes off the dance floor, I moved towards the bar. At every table I passed,


    people''s eyes were fixed on me because of the cap I was wearing.


    Naturals was a different world at night. It was a ce where all creatures of the night hung out freely


    without the fear of being noticed for who they are. As such, hiding one''s identity was seen as a strange


    act. As safe as it was to take off my cap, I didn''t trust anybody there.


    Getting to the bar, I slid into a bar stool, ordering a ss of scotch. A few minutester, the waiter slid


    the ss filled with the liquor towards me. I gulped it down, requesting a second one. Again, he slid the


    ss filled with scotch towards me. This time around, I took a sip from it.


    After setting the drink down, I turned in my stool, to scan the people in the room. I needed help and I


    was sure of finding a suitable person at Naturals.


    I wanted to get out of town and needed cash and a ce to stay. But unfortunately, I had no ce to


    stay. As for the money, I had a little at home to keep me going for a while. Moving out of town and


    staying at a motel or even a hotel wasn''t a wise choice. I needed a ce far away from people.


    Something in the middle of nowhere.


    While my eyes scanned the room in search of someone who could fulfill my needs, a body slumped


    into the barstool next to me. I dragged my eyes away from the crowd to see who it was.


    Damon Graves. The CEO of Voxel enterprises and a fucking billionaire.


    He might be just who I need. I thought to myself.


    He ordered a scotch and fixed his gaze on me, his lc orbs staring intently into my silver ones. Using


    that opportunity, I mentally scanned him with my eyes, seeing into his past to know if he could be of


    help. From what I found, his record was clean. He didn''t mingle with the humans and wasn''t interested


    in their selfish acts.


    He was in fact, the perfect man.


    "Aren''t you supposed to be dead?". He asked after a while of staring at me. Raising the ss of his


    drink to his lips, he sipped from it.


    "I must be the ghost then".


    That was technically the truth. While I''d been in the church cell, Gonzalez must have spread the rumor


    of my death in the war.


    Without mincing words, I hit the nail on the head.


    "I need your help".


    "I do not help ghosts". He replied, taking his eyes off me.


    The man knew I wasn''t a ghost. It was how he easily recognized me. One thing I didn''t like about his


    kind, cambions. They notice all beings.


    "You know I''m not a ghost".


    "Why should I help you?" He asked without sparing me a nce. "For all I know, you could kill me. Your


    kind and my kind do not associate. I am the evil you seek to kill".


    He was right. Cambions were the offsprings of demons and humans. I was very much against demons


    and their offspring. But I needed his help and again, he could be trusted.


    "I do not kill the good ones. Just those that are tainted".


    "The abilities of the angelic being in you must be dull then". He taunted. "I''ll help you on one condition".


    He said after a while. "You don''t involve me in whatever you''re running from".


    His condition was an easy one but I was surprised he agreed to help me without asking what was after


    me. He didn''t even inquire about my supposed death. The man was a strange fellow.


    "Easy". I epted his condition. "I need a ce to stay in a secluded area away from humans".


    "Meet me here tomorrow. This same time". Downing his drink, he walked out of the club, never sparing


    me a nce.


    I stayed a while, enjoying the little freedom I had at Naturals before leaving for home.


    The next night, I was back at Naturals at the same time he''d said. I sat at the bar, nursing a ss of


    scotch when a blonde slid into the stool next to me.


    "Margarita". She called her order to the waiter.


    While the waiter prepared her drink, she turned towards me, eyes studying my appearance and trying


    to make out the face covered by the cap.


    "You shouldn''t be hiding your identity is the only ce you''re free to be yourself". Her velvety voice


    filtered into my ears through the loud music.


    From the corner of my eyes, I took in her appearance. Her eyes were a glowing golden yellow. With the


    eyes, I could tell she was a werewolf. Apart from the glowing eyes, she also had a nice rack. Courtesy


    of the strapless top she was wearing, a fair amount was left to be appreciated.


    It had been a long time since I felt the touch of a woman. If I wasn''t in pursuit of freedom, I would have


    taken her home for a night of pleasure but that was the least on my list at the moment.


    "Maybe my appearance is a great turn off". I finally responded.


    "Try me". She smiled coyly, wrapping her manicured fingers around my biceps to cop a feel while she


    eyed me with interest.


    "I''ll have to think of your offer, next time".


    The smile fell from her face and she rolled her eyes.


    "Your loss then".


    And she had never been more right.


    Taking her drink, she left, wandering into the dance floor. I checked the time on my Rolex wristwatch to


    see it was almost midnight. A scowl marred my face in annoyance. The man was making me wait and I


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    wasn''t finding it funny.


    A whileter, while I was having my third ss of scotch, he strolled into the club.


    "Took you long enough". I gritted out.


    "I wanted to be sure you''re in dire need of it as you imed". He smirked.


    Fuck you! I raged on internally.


    Dipping his hand into the breast pocket of his leather jacket, he brought a set of keys and a piece of


    paper that he ced close to my hand.


    "It''s in the middle of nowhere just as you requested. It''ll just be you, nature, and wildlife".


    I nodded my head curtly, in appreciation.


    "When you leave, leave no traces of you behind".


    "I won''t". I assured him. I understood his reasons perfectly. He couldn''t risk being connected to me. His


    identity as a human would be questioned.


    "You owe me. I''ll collect my pay when the timees".


    Again, I gave him a curt nod.


    Gulping down thest of my drink, I pocketed the keys and the paper that contained the address and


    strode out of the club into the night. A light breeze was blowing. Instead of going home at once, I


    decided to take a walk in the dark.


    There was no harm in that.


    Naturals were located in a quiet part of town, close to the woods. I strolled into the dark streets, moving


    quietly to avoid attracting attention to myself. My walk was interrupted when I saw someone slipping


    from an alley. The street was dark, the only source of light being the moon that wasn''t full. But with the


    help of my night vision, I was able to tell it was a female. She


    mustn''t have noticed me because she continued walking in the darkness. While she walked, something


    about her seemed familiar. My sensitive ears picked on the distinct sounds of her footsteps.


    They reminded me of the nun from the church. But there was no way it could be her. The church was


    almost a mile away from Naturals. There was no way she could''ve gotten out sote in the night with


    the heavy security.


    Concluding it wasn''t her, I continued my walk, quietly to avoid alerting her. But the familiar sounds of


    her footsteps nagged at me. In the end, my curiosity won.


    "Hey". I called out to her. At first, she ignored me but when I called again, her steps halted.

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    Chapter 11: ?Caught red handed?


    Quinn:


    At the sound of my voice, her heartbeat quickened. From her stance, she looked like she was going to


    bolt at any minute. To prevent that, I blurred to her front, blocking her path.


    A smirk tugged at the corners of my lips when I saw her face. It was the nun from the church. It


    wouldn''t have been easy to recognize her with the way she was dressed if I hadn''t scanned her the


    moment her eyes met mine.


    She was dded in ripped shorts that could barely cover her ass cheeks and thigh-high boots. Her top


    was made of material, revealing her generous boobs that were spilling from acy ck bra. Her


    hair which I''d assumed was blonde from the picture I''d seen on her phone, was now midnight ck,


    styled into a bob.


    She stood still staring at me with wide eyes, her heart thudding erratically. From the way she looked at


    me, I could tell she hadn''t recognized me.


    "Wh-who are you?". She asked in a quivering voice.


    In response to her question, I smirked.


    My eyes scanned our environment to make sure no one was watching. Grabbing her arm, I blurred to


    the alley she emerged from, taking her with me. She was about to scream from fright when I pulled my


    cap.


    On seeing me, she exhaled, raising her hand to her chest in a gesture to calm her racing heart.


    "You know, you could have just said you were the guy from the church cell instead of acting like a


    weirdo and scaring me shitless". She sassed.


    "So, nun huh?". I asked with a smirk, arching a brow.


    She rolled her eyes at my question.


    "Being a nun shouldn''t prevent me from having a life".


    I wasn''t fazed by her response. From the first time I met her, I knew there was something about her.


    But surprisingly, when I''d scanned her, I found out she was truly a nun.


    "It''s not every day you see a nun dressed like this". My eyes roamed her entire body, stopping at her


    boobs before going back to her face.


    It had been obvious the woman was beautiful even when she was dressed like a nun but seeing her


    the way she was, dressed like she was returning from a college frat party, she redefined the phrase;


    sex on sticks.


    "You should know that I''m a nun with a difference, baby". She stamped her words with a wink.


    Her sultry voice washed over me, heading straight to my cock. The fucker has been caged for months


    and the sight of the woman before me was doing wonders to it. And again, the fact that she was


    different spiked my interest.


    Like I''d said, it wasn''t every day you see a nun dressed like a meal that screamed *eat me, I''m all


    yours*.


    "What are you doing in this neighborhood?" I asked, ignoring my body reactions.


    "That''s not for you to know. We shouldn''t even be standing here". She took a few steps away from me.


    "For all I know, you''re the prisoner that escaped and I''m the nun that fed you while you were in prison.


    Outside the church, we''re total strangers to each other".


    She was right. I shouldn''t be meddling but it was hard not to with the little I''d found out about her.


    It was easy to tell she was leading a double life. Why I couldn''t tell but it intrigued me.


    When I remained silent, she added;


    "You should be far away from here. They know you''re gone".


    With that, she turned on her heels, walking into the darkness. I watched her jiggling ass as she got


    further away from me.


    I could watch the view of her tight ass in the ripped shorts that were shing her supple ass cheeks


    throughout the night but the urge to follow her was stronger. Giving in to my curiosity, I followed her


    from a distance, moving with quiet steps to avoid alerting her.


    When she got farther down the street to the part where there were street lights, she slipped into a dark


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    alley. I hid behind a tree, far away from her, waiting for her to emerge. She returned from the alley in a


    long flowing white gown that pooled at her feet. Her hair was equally covered in a white headgear.


    Her eyes scanned her environment to make sure she wasn''t being monitored. When she was sure she


    was alone, she walked towards a row of houses and slipped into the first one.


    More than ever, I wanted to know her motives and who owned the house she entered. I also wanted to


    find out where she was returning from when I''d met her. But that was going to have to wait.


    My freedom was my top priority.

 Chapter 12: ?Peace?

    Chapter 12: ?Peace?


    Quinn:


    At dawn, I appeared at the address Damon had given me. I was standing in front of a little cabin, deep


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    in the woods, surrounded by tall forest trees. There were no houses, nor signs of human lives. It was


    perfect for me.


    With the key he had given to me, I opened the wooden door and stepped into it. The lights were off but


    I turned them on, eyes roaming the living room. It was not precisely big but It was okay. It had a two-


    seater sofa and three couches with a firece. It also had a televisionpartment.


    Grabbing my suitcase, I walked past the living room, dragging it behind me to see a door leading to the


    kitchen. It was a modern kitchen with a pristine surface. How it was neat when it looked like it hadn''t


    been visited for years surprised me. I concluded that he might have hired someone to get it cleaned for


    me.


    Leaving the kitchen, I saw a hallway with three doors in it. The first which I opened was the bathroom,


    the second was the restroom and thest which was down the hallway was the bedroom. It contained a


    king-sized bed, a walk-in closet, and also a tvpartment.


    I opened the two windows overlooking the forest. Everywhere was eerily quiet, except for the chirping


    sounds of birds as it was morning. It was the true definition of peace in its purest form. For the first time


    since I escaped from the cell, I was at peace with myself. The confidence that I wouldn''t be found here


    was gratifying.


    Abandoning my suitcase in the middle of the room, I fell on the soft bouncy bed, reveling in the


    quietness that surrounded me. After a while, I decided to go hiking in the forest, to get acquainted with


    every nook and cranny of it as I''d be staying there for a while.


    I changed into boots and exited the house, walking into the forest through a tiny trail I''d found. The


    forest was mostly tall trees and thick bushes but I didn''t mind. The sounds of birds and squirrels


    brought life to it. I walked for a while till I got to a stream.


    Stopping beside it, I looked into the water to see a reflection of myself. The water was as clear as day


    that I could see the fishes swimming underneath it. I stood there for a while before deciding to continue


    my hike.


    There were stones on the water so I climbed them to cross the stream to the other side. I walked into


    the forest till I heard the loud sounds of flowing water. It was so loud that it drowned out the chirping of


    the birds. I got to where it was to realize I was at the top of a hill with a waterfall.


    The sight was beautiful. The sparkling water poured from the rocks, into the river below. Since the sun


    wasn''t yet up in the sky, I sat there. Closing my eyes, peace embraced me while I listened to the


    sounds of the water pouring into the river.


    The soft rays of the morning sun fell on me, reminding me that the sun was out. Opening my eyes, I


    stood to my feet and returned to the cabin. As soon as I got in, I hightailed for the room to take a nap. I


    needed it to function well.


    The hooting of a distant owl woke me from my slumber. When I opened my eyes, it was dark outside.


    The chirping of birds had stopped, making it eerily quiet. A light breeze blew into the room from the


    windows I''d kept opened. The forest was illuminated by the light of the moon.


    While I was still on the bed, a yawn slipped from my lips and at the same time, my stomach rumbled.


    Thus, I was reminded of thest time I''d eaten which was the previous night.


    Driven by hunger, I got out of bed and left for the kitchen. The first thing I did was to check the


    refrigerator and luckily for me, it was stocked with foodstuff. I got the ingredients I''d need for my meal


    and got to work instantly, preparingsagna.


    Momentster, I was done cooking. I ditched it into a te, prepared to eat when the loud yelling of a


    feminine voice filtered into my sensitive ears.


    "You want to kill a woman? You''re pussies". She screamed out.


    There was no one around me. The noise could be only from within the forest.


    I sat still, waiting to hear another sound. The next thing I heard was the click of a trigger.


    That had me speeding out of the house in search of whoever it was.


    Before the bullet could hit its aim, I blurred to it, pausing its movement and that of the individuals. With


    everything paused, my eyes scanned them and theynded on the woman.


    It was the nun.

 Chapter 13: ?Company?

    Chapter 13: ?Company?


    Quinn:


    Why was the woman everywhere I went? I questioned myself.


    My eyes darted to the two men with her. I couldn''t recognize them but they were holding guns and the


    woman was tied up. There was a shovel on the ground beside a fresh grave they must have dug to


    bury her. There were also two shlights on the ground.


    While they were still frozen to the spot, I took the guns from the men and shot them in the head. Next, I


    untied the woman. Thereafter, I unfroze them and the men fell to the ground, dying on the spot.


    The woman''s eyes widened, unable toprehend what had just happened. She looked from one


    man to another before her eyes finallynded on me.


    "You". She eximed, in annoyance.


    And here I was, thinking she''d be grateful. My subconscious asserted.


    "You''re wee". I muttered, a scowl marring my face.


    "Do you follow me everywhere I go?". She asked, frowning. I couldn''t help but notice the way her lips


    formed into a pout.


    "I should be asking you that". I looked down at her. She was still seated on the floor but she wasn''t


    dressed like a nun. Instead, she was wearing denim shorts that stopped mid-thigh, a tank top, and


    sneakers. This time around, her hair was the wavy blonde I''d seen on her phone. "What business did


    you have with these men?". I gestured towards the bodies on the floor, eyes staring intently into hers.


    "That''s none of your business". She spat out in a harsh voice.


    I smirked in response. If only she knew I was aware already. While I stared into her eyes, I took that


    time to scan her. I remained silent, as I continued scanning her till I got what I was after. The


    information I discovered wiped my smirk from my face.


    The men were sent to assassinate her by father Eliot. He was her biological father.


    I narrowed my eyes at her, trying to make sense of the information. I knew the man was a monster but


    to the extent of wanting to kill his daughter? Again, how doesn''t the church know he has a daughter?


    I could only get one conclusion. He hid it to remain a priest.


    "I''d appreciate it if you stop looking at me like the weirdo you are and show me a way out of here".


    Her silky voice broke my reverie.


    "You''re in the middle of nowhere and wouldn''t be able to find your way out thiste". I finally took my


    eyes off her.


    The discovery of her being Elliot''s daughter still hovered around my head.


    "What are you even doing here?".


    "You advised me to run, didn''t you? Well, I live here now".


    She barked out augh.


    "Wow, you must want to live". She said, stillughing. Her eyes wandered around the forest that was


    dead quiet. For a moment, I saw fear registering in her eyes but it was gone as soon as it''d appeared.


    Her eyes wandered to the dead men and she gulped before returning her eyes to me. They were much


    softer than they''d been. It was almost as if she was about to cry but she swallowed back the tears.


    "T-thanks for saving me". She muttered in a low voice, returning her gaze to the ground.


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    "You''re wee but try to stay out of trouble. Your smart mouth is more than enough to handle".


    She rolled her eyes at my response, standing to her feet. She dusted her ass. Again, her gaze traveled


    around the forest.


    "I guess I''d just find a ce toy my head on till it''s dawn". She muttered under her breath while her


    gaze continued scanning our environment.


    "Not so fast honey". Her eyes snapped to mine. "You have bodies to bury". I stamped my words with a


    smirk.


    "What?". She eximed in shock. "You can not be serious".


    "Honey, I''m dead serious".


    I picked the shovel from the floor and threw it at her. Itnded a little distance from her.


    "Get to work". I ordered, leaning on a nearby tree.


    "Why should they be buried?". She whined in protest.


    "If you want to risk getting found by whoever sent them, then leave their bodies here, unburied".


    She frowned at my words.


    "I didn''t even kill them". She threw her hands in the air. "You did".


    "And I did you a favor".


    I could help her bury the bodies but I was enjoying her reaction. It was a punishment for her smart


    mouth.


    After a while of ring daggers at me, she took the shovel and continued digging the shallow grave


    that would have been used to bury her. After digging for a while, she stared at me, her eyes begging for


    help but I wasn''t going to cave in. Not even if she said the words.


    "Come on, get to work". I ordered, enjoying every bit of it.


    Ignoring me, she walked towards the first body. Grabbing the man by his legs, she began dragging his


    heavyweight to the edge of the grave. Thereafter, she rolled him into it and hended in with a heavy


    thud. She did the same to the second body before covering the grave with the sand.


    "Good girl". I mockinglyplimented her, grinning.


    I moved from my position on the tree and picked up the shovel, the shlights, and the guns.


    "Hold my hand".


    She arched her brow questioningly at me but I stared at her with a nk expression. Sighing in


    exasperation, she grabbed my arm and I blurred back to the cabin, with her.


    I wasn''t skeptical about using my powers around her because she already knew who I was from the


    church. Fellow nuns must have told her of the evil within me. And the fact that she wasn''t scared of me,


    nor my abilities made it easier to use them around her. It also hinted at how different she was from who


    she imed to be, a fucking nun.


    I dropped the items I was carrying to open the door.


    "You know, I thought you were living at the top of trees". She chuckled to herself while I shook my


    head.


    Just one punishment wasn''t enough to tame her smart mouth.

 Chapter 14: ?Roommate?

    Chapter 14: ?Roommate?


    Quinn:


    We got into the living room and I walked to the back of the cabin to drop the items I was carrying. I


    returned to see her eyes scanning the entire room.


    "It''s nice". Sheplimented, sounding impressed. "Is it yours?". Her eyes drifted to mine.


    "A friend''s".


    She nodded her head in understanding.


    "The bathroom is that way". I pointed towards the hallway. "First door. Just in case you want to get all of


    that mud from your body".


    She looked down at her body and clothes that were covered in mud from when she was digging the


    grave.


    "Thank you". She muttered before bee-lining for the hallway.


    "You''re free to use my body wash". I called out to her.


    When she was gone, I slumped into the nearest couch, waiting for her to be done with the bathroom.


    While I waited, the information I found out about her crowded my thoughts.


    With every encounter with the woman, I found something intriguing about her. I was yet to discover why


    she was leading a double life. And again, I''d just found out she was the daughter of one of the men that


    wanted me dead.


    But then, her feelings towards the priest were mutual to mine. We had amon enemy.


    Every time I manage to forget her, she barges into my life. I needed to solve the mysteries she was


    carrying.


    While I was deep in my thoughts, I felt a hand tap me. My eyes snapped towards its direction to see


    her standing in front of me, with just a towel covering her nudity. The towel was barely mid-thigh. Her


    hair was wet, slicked back with tiny droplets of water running down her face.


    I couldn''t stop myself from feeding my hungry eyes as they involuntarily roamed the exquisite creation


    before me.


    "Could you lend me a shirt?". She asked, clearly oblivious to my lustful gaze.


    "Come with me". I growled from the sudden tightness in my throat.


    Standing to my feet, I walked to the bedroom with her behind me. When she got in, she closed the door


    with a soft click. Furthermore, that reminded me that there was a bed not too far away and an almost


    naked woman in the same room with me. The urge to turn towards her and haul her against me was so


    strong I had to ball my palms into fists to control myself.


    Moving to the closest, I got her a t-shirt and shorts, cing them on the bed.


    I couldn''t stand being so close to her. My self-control was thinning by the second and that wasn''t good.


    As much as I''d love to touch her, I wanted her to want my touch and maybe even beg for it.


    I left the room to take my bath. As I stood under the shower, with the water cascading over me, all I


    could think about was her naked body writhing under, moans of pleasure escaping her plump pink lips.


    These images and that of her dded in just a little towel swarmed around my head and in no time, my


    cock was as hard as a rock, seeking attention.


    I couldn''t hold myself anymore. My hands wandered from my arbs to my cock, gripping it hard by the


    base. A moan almost slipped past my lips from the contact but I bit my lips hard. Thest thing I wanted


    was for her to be aware I was jerking off in the bathroom.


    I continued stroking my cock to thoughts of my cock buried deep in her pussy. My balls were heavy,


    ready to spill out their seed at any time. I stroked harder to the images swirling around my head,


    imagining my hand was her wet pussy gripping my cock.


    Come strutted out from my cock, the images of her naked body driving me to my first orgasm in


    months. I couldn''t hold back the growl that escaped my lips from the pleasure.


    Satisfied with me, I cleaned up and left the bathroom with a towel secured around my waist. Getting


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    into the room, she was standing at the window, looking out into the night. It was obvious she was deep


    in thoughts.


    "Penny for your thoughts?". I asked, startling her.


    She opened her mouth to speak but words didn''te out. Her eyes drifted to my naked torso,


    traveling from my abs to the towel around my waist. They lingered there for a while. She was


    unashamedly checking me out. The realization made me smirk.


    "Like what you see?".


    "You wish". She replied, struggling to return her eyes to my face.


    "I don''t need to wish for it baby. It''s written all over your face".


    That did it. She brought her eyes back to mine.


    "Your ego is bigger than this house".


    "And it''ll get bigger when I''m done making you orgasm more times than you''ve ever done in your life". I


    stamped my words with her wink.


    Her eyes drifted from mine to the ground at my words but her red-stained cheeks didn''t go unnoticed


    by me. Without sparing me another nce, she trudged out of the room, leaving me alone to change


    into clothes.


    She was in the sitting room seated on the sofa when I walked in. Her eyes were glued to the tv screen,


    watching a particr show. If she''d noticed me, she didn''t show it. I got into the kitchen to see the food


    I''d prepared was cold.


    I was hungrier than I''d been when I initially prepared it. After heating it in a microwave, I ditched it into


    two tes, taking hers to her. She muttered words of thanks and began eating with her focus still on


    the television. I ate in the kitchen, sitting by the kitchen ind.


    Afterward, I did the dishes and headed to bed. I stripped off my clothes down to my boxers and got into


    bed. A whileter, the room door opened and she stepped in, closing it with a soft click. She stood by


    the door watching me. She wanted an invite to get into bed.


    "I''m not gentlemanly enough to offer the bed to you and sleep on the tiny sofa so get in if you''re


    Moving from the door, she moved towards the bed and got in, sleeping at the far end away from me. I


    pulled the covers over us and turned off the light. It would have been easier if sleep hade instantly.


    But no, I had to be constantly reminded of the woman just a little distance away from me. When it


    finally came, I slept off, dreaming of her alluring body wrapped around mine.


    I woke up at night to feel a soft body pressed against mine with a leg thrown over my waist,


    dangerously close to my cock. Through my hazy state, my hands Instinctively moved to feel what it was


    and theynded on acy material. They moved further and grabbed a soft body part.


    She shifted in her sleep, cing her leg over my boxers covered cock. It was then I realized she was


    the one lying to me and I knew without a doubt that what I was holding was her ass.


    She must have taken off the shorts I''d lent her sometime in the night while I was sleeping.


    My palms syed on her ass cheeks and my cock twitched from the contact, urging me to feel more


    and I couldn''t stop myself. My hands held on to her soft ass, kneading it softly. In a matter of seconds,


    my cock was hard, wanting more action but I chose that time to stop before it got toote.


    I liked the feel of her soft body against me. So instead of moving her away, I wrapped my arms around


    her waist and went back to sleep, ignoring my aching cock.

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    Chapter 15: ?Secrets?


    Rhea:


    I woke up to realize I was practically lying on his hard body with my leg thrown over his waist. At that


    moment, I felt his hand slightly graze my ass. I stilled in shock and tried my best to control my breathing


    even though he didn''t know I was awake.


    I''d woken up in the middle of the night to take off the shorts he gave me. I was used to sleeping without


    clothing. A T-shirt and panties were already too much. Adding shorts was suffocating.


    I shifted my body a little and my leg touched a hard bulge. Without being told, I knew what it was. The


    desire to move some more so I could feel it properly was strong but at the same time, I didn''t want him


    to know I was awake. It was a good thing the room was dark.


    When he thought I was still asleep, his hand on my ass gripped it, kneading me softly through my


    panties. I almost gasped out loud but I held my breath, closing my eyes tightly to avoid giving myself


    away. Just when I thought he''d take things further, he released my ass and wrapped his arms around


    my waist, holding me to him.


    I was liking the feel of his warm hard body against mine a little too much. I could feel the hard nes of


    his abs against my back because he was only dded in boxers.


    After a while of waiting for more action but getting nothing, I finally fell into sleep.


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    I woke up to an empty bed with soft rays of light streaming into the room from the opened windows.


    The chirping of birds was audible in the room. After spreading my limbs on the bed for a while, I


    climbed out of bed.


    My eyes scanned the floor in search of the shorts he''d given me the night before but I couldn''t find


    them. I looked down at myself, to see the shirt was barely mid-thigh. A little bend and my ass will be


    exposed.


    It''s not like he hasn''t touched it. My subconscious countered.


    Well, he has touched it but hasn''t seen it.


    Pulling the t-shirt down as far as it could go, I left the room for the bathroom to clean up. I got into the


    bathroom and luckily for me, there were two toothbrushes but unfortunately, I didn''t know the one that


    was his. Taking the two, I walked into the living room but he wasn''t there. The kitchen door was opened


    so I went in to see him leaning against the kitchen ind, his back to me. He was looking out through


    the open window.


    Even when his back was to me, I could still tell how muscr he was. The man was truly by a fine


    piece. The first time I''d seen him in the cell, though he was covered in dirt and overgrown hair, one


    could still tell he was attractive. He had piercing silver eyes that made you think he was staring into


    your soul with just one look.


    I stood there, admiring the eye view till he turned back and caught me.


    "All you have to do is ask baby and I''ll be all yours". He smirked, his eyes glinting.


    Memories of the previous night when he''d squeezed my ass with my leg almost touching his cock


    swarmed into my head. I could feel my cheeks heat up from my thoughts alone. My pale skin did little


    to hide my flustered state.


    "Just wanted to know which toothbrush I should use". I managed to speak out in the most confident


    and unaffected voice I could muster.


    "The red one".


    With that, I returned to the bathroom. As soon as I was done cleaning my teeth, I sshed some water


    on my face before looking at my face in the mirror. Thankfully, there were no bruises on my face from


    the manhandling of the men that had captured me.


    I left for the kitchen to see he was still there, this time around, nursing a cup of coffee while he was


    facing the kitchen entrance.


    "Care for a coffee?". He asked.


    "Yes, please".


    "Sugar and cream?".


    "Mmmhmm". I nodded.


    He brewed a fresh mug of coffee with the coffee maker and handed it to me after adding sugar and


    cream.


    "Thanks".


    I sipped from the coffee, with his eyes on me, watching me. Somehow, it felt as though he was seeing


    into my soul. I internally cringed from my thoughts.


    "Thanks for your hospitality". He gave me a curt nod. "But I have to get out of here. Could you please


    show me the way out?".


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    He continued to stare at me with an expressionless gaze before finally responding.


    "I could but are you sure that''s what you want?".


    "Yeah".


    "To let Elliot kill you?"


    On hearing his question, blood drained from my face, my eyes widening in surprise.


    "H-how did you know that?". I asked, stammering from shock.


    I didn''t expect him to know because I hadn''t told him anything about me. He didn''t even know my


    name. For all he knew, I was a nun.


    But then, he''d seen me in ces he wasn''t supposed to. That would be enough to spike his interest.


    Even at that, he was also in too much trouble to add mine to his. There was no way he could have


    investigated me.


    "You''re yet to know all of my abilities". He smirked.


    I stared at him nkly, my mouth hanging open.


    "I also know he sent those men to kill you".


    "How did you know that?" I eximed in shock.


    "All you need to know is it''s one of my abilities". He winked.


    I stood there, gaping at him. If he knew all that, it meant he could easily find out the truth about me.


    I didn''t know beings like him existed till I was told about him and the possible evil he possessed at the


    church. Even when I''d met him the first day, I didn''t believe the stories about him were real till the


    previous night.


    How he killed those men, I couldn''t tell. All I remembered was that one moment I silently said myst


    prayer and the next, the men were lying on the floor, dead with him hovering above me.


    "Why did you help me escape from the cell?". He asked, staring into my eyes.


    "To convince you I wasn''t working to kill you?". I asked more than answered.


    "You''re lying".


    Arrgh! Damn him.


    "You couldn''t care less if I believed you or not".


    And he was right but then, I wasn''t going to admit the truth that I''d released him to get back at Elliot


    when I noticed he needed Quinn''s blood.


    "I had a change of heart". I lied. "I''m a nun and should care about others. It is what we''ve been taught,


    to set a good example for them to follow". I added.


    "Yeah? And a nun is standing in my kitchen dressed in just my t-shirt and panties?". He cocked a


    perfectly shaped brow.


    Right. As if you didn''t grab my assst night. I retorted in my head.


    "Why does Elliot want you dead?"


    His questions were beginning to get on my nerves. He had no right to question me, nor whatever


    happened in my life.


    "I owe you no answers". I replied in the coldest voice I could muster. "Are you going to show me my


    way out of this forest or not?".


    I expected him yo refuse and try to stop me but instead, his simple answer was;


    "Fine".

 Chapter 16: ?Leaving?

    Chapter 16: ?Leaving?


    Quinn:


    She stared at me as though she couldn''t believe I''d just agreed to let her dive into her doom. But I did.


    As much as I wanted to solve the mystery that she was made of, I couldn''t force her if she wouldn''t let


    me in, and again, I had my problems to solve.


    Giving me onest nod, she turned on her heels and left for the bedroom. Momentster, she strutted


    back into the kitchen, still dressed in my t-shirt.


    "Ummm...can I borrow your¡­".


    She asked, staring at me hesitantly. I knew what she wanted.


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    "You can".


    She nodded, waiting for me to make the first move. Straightening my stance from the kitchen ind I''d


    been leaning on, I walked past her to the bathroom where I got shorts from the closest and handed


    them to her.


    "Thank you". She muttered in a small voice.


    Pulling on the t-shirt I''d picked out for myself, I exited the room, waiting for her to be done. Minutes


    house with her behind me. I could easily grab her hand and apparate to where she could get home


    safely but I wanted to find the way out of the woods. I also wanted to know where I was and how far


    away from people it was.


    There had to be a trail around the cabin except for the one that leads to the waterfall. I told myself.


    I walked around the cabin till my eyesnded on a tiny trail that was almost covered with grasses.


    Turning back to see if she was with me, I took the tiny trail, walking deeper into the forest, away from


    the cabin. A whileter, we found ourselves at the point where I''d found her and the assassins the


    previous night. The fresh grave was there as a reminder.


    "They took you here in a car, didn''t they?" I asked her, needing to know.


    If they did, I needed to find it and get rid of it to avoid being traced. Thest thing I wanted was


    someone knowing my whereabouts apart from her.


    "They did".


    "Where did they park it?"


    "At the corner of a tarred road".


    "This trail must lead there then. Come on". I urged her, continuing my walk down the trail in hopes of


    finding the road she mentioned.


    We walked for a while before we came across a truck parked beside a tarred road.


    "This is it". She pointed towards it.


    We got to the car and I checked to see if it could be opened but the doors were locked. Breaking one of


    the windows, I was able to ce my hand in to open it from the inside. I got in to search for any


    valuables and important information about the men but I found nothing.


    Turning back to her, I let my eyes rest on hers for a while. The defiant expression was still harbored in


    hers. She wasn''t ready to change her mind.


    "This is it then". I gestured towards the road and she nodded her head. "Good luck and stay safe".


    "You''ll need it more than I". She replied, winking.


    With that, she began her walk down the lonely road, away from me. I stood there, watching her till she


    disappeared from my sight but my sensitive ears could still pick up her even heartbeat that told me she


    was perfectly fine.


    Finally moving from where I''d been standing, I pushed the truck into the forest, through the tiny trail


    we''d emerged from, to burn it.


    Once it was farther into the forest, I shotsers at the fuel tank from my eyes, blurring to the cabin, as it


    exploded.


    My peace was back. Me all alone, in the woods.

 Chapter 17: ?Fragrance?

    Chapter 17: ?Fragrance?


    Quinn:


    The familiar fragrance ofvender invaded my sensitive nostrils as soon as I appeared in the living


    room.


    Just when I thought I was finally done with the woman, I realized she left her scent behind.


    Though I was aware she was gone, my body reacted to the scent as though she was still there with


    me.


    I drew in a long ragged breath but Immediately regretted it because my cock twitched in my sweats,


    furthermore reminding me that she was gone.


    "Down buddy, it''s just you and I now". I muttered to myself, squeezing it softly.


    Exhaling a gush of air, I moved to the bedroom to get started on my mission to hunt down Gonzalez.


    Getting to the bedroom, I went into the walk-in closet and retrieved the little sh drive and theptop


    I''d carried along.


    The sh contained every detailed information I''d discovered about the general. While I was leaving for


    Russia, I''d hidden them at an underground safe in my house that no one could figure out. It was for


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    security reasons.


    With the sh drive and theptop in hand, I returned to the living room where I sat on a couch and


    ced theptop on myp, booting it. After the screen came on, I connected the sh to it,


    immediately checking to see if everything I''d gathered was still intact. Luckily for me, they were still


    intact. A little smile tugged at the corners of my lips.


    Getting the information was the first step topleting my mission. But then, I needed a game n to


    take Gonzalez down. As much as I''d have loved to kill him with my bare hands, It was a risk I couldn''t


    take. It meant letting the government and the general public know beings like me existed. Thus, my


    only option was to expose him and hope they don''t let him get his way out.


    To do that, I needed to strategize a n.


    All possible ways of getting rid of the General swarmed my thoughts but they all pointed to me at the


    end. That was exactly what I couldn''t risk. After another hour of thinking of ways to execute my n,


    the priest popped into my mind.


    That was it. Thest piece of the puzzle.


    The best way of getting rid of Gonzalez was through the priest, Elliott. That way, I''d kill two evil birds


    with one stone. But then, to achieve my n, I needed to cause chaos between them.


    A smile lit up my face as different ways of carrying out my n flooded my head.


    At that moment, the information I''d found out about Rhea being Elliot''s daughter hovered around my


    head, brewing the perfect way to execute my n.


    My identity as a ghost was going to help achieve my ns.

 Chapter 18: ?Back?

    Chapter 18: ?Back?


    Quinn:


    The chirping of the morning birds roused me from my peaceful sleep. Stretching my limbs on the bed, I


    climbed out and pulled on my sweatpants from the night before. I did my usual routine of cleaning up


    and then, my morning exercise. Thereafter, I moved to the kitchen to get a cup of coffee to start the


    new day with.


    While I was brewing the coffee with the coffee maker, my ears picked up the even heartbeats of a


    human. They were so loud that they could easily pass for mine.


    Whoever it was, was very close by. Taking the mug filled with coffee from the coffee maker, I added


    sugar and cream and took a sip, while still listening to the heartbeats as they got louder.


    Someone was approaching the cabin.


    With the intention of not wanting to get caught unawares by whoever it might be, I strode to the living


    room, peeping out the open windows but my eyesnded on no one. Yet, the sounds of the heartbeat


    got louder. Apart from the heartbeats, my ears also picked up the almost silent footsteps of the intruder.


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    Marching to the front door, I yanked it open just in time to see the nun, standing there, hands sped in


    front of her, eyes staring into mine like a child caught stealing candy.


    She was still dressed in my clothes from the previous day.


    I stood by the doorpost, leaning against it, a smirk gracing my lips.


    "Forgot something?". I asked, arching one of my brows.


    "Yes". She replied, rolling her eyes. "I forget to take my life and your advice seriously".


    Of course, she came back with her smart mouth.


    "Toote then". I turned to walk away, meaning to m the door against her but she reached out to


    grab my hand, stopping me.


    "I¡­ I''m sorry I''m¡­"


    "Acting like a brat?". Ipleted for her, turning back to stare at her.


    "I don''t want to get killed by Elliott. Please let me stay here till I can find a way to sort myself out".


    She started at me with pleading eyes.


    That was my chance. She was thest piece toplete my perfect n against the priest and


    Gonzalez.


    "Fine".


    The sober expression on her face gradually morphed to gratitude but I wasn''t done.


    "On one condition". I smirked.


    Her eyes narrowed down at mine.


    My gaze wandered down her body, stopping at her generous titts before continuing their journey down.


    I wanted more than one condition.


    One will have to do for now. My subconscious advised.


    "You''ll tell me everything about you and why Elliott wants you dead". I started when my eyes finally


    returned to hers.


    On hearing my words, her facial expression morphed into a scowl but it was gone as quickly as it had


    appeared.


    "Fine. But that''s all you''re getting". She pointed a finger at me, ring at me.


    We''ll see about that honey.


    In response, I smirked, winking.


    Stepping away from the doorpost, I let her in.


    "Thank you". She muttered.


    Afterward, she left for the bathroom while I returned to the kitchen to nurse my coffee that was now


    lukewarm, with a permanent smirk on my face.


    My n was going to work out without hitches.


    Momentster, while I was still in the kitchen making breakfast, she walked in, dded in just a towel.


    At the sight of her alluring body wrapped in just a tiny towel that was barely covering her ass cheeks,


    myk twitched. I clenched my jaw, to hold back the groan that was threatening to spill out.


    "Err...I need clothes".


    Struggling to take my eyes off her, I led her to the room where I handed her shorts and another t-shirt.


    "Thank you". She muttered, waiting for me to exit the room so she could change.


    All I wanted was to haul her against me and seal my lips to hers. Pushing myself out of the room, I


    went back to making breakfast. Minutester, she joined me in the kitchen. She was quiet, watching me


    cook. Even when I was backing her, I felt her eyes on me.


    Most times, her gaze was on my naked torso. Knowing that she couldn''t get her eyes off me brought a


    little tinge of pleasure to me.


    When the meal was ready, we settled down at the Ind and ate in silence. Afterward, she offered to


    do the dishes, and I let her, patiently waiting for her to be done.


    I was itching to get fed with her story.


    As though she knew I was impatient to find out, as soon as she was done, she sat at the ind, on the


    stool opposite mine. All the while, my eyes never left hers, signaling her to begin.


    "I''m not a real nun but I''m sure you figured that out already". She started.


    "Baby, a nun doesn''t have the body and smart mouth you possess". I interrupted her, smirking.


    I saw a tinge of red stain on her cheeks at myment about her body. She lowered her eyes from


    mine, licking her pale pink lips.


    My eyes followed the action, wishing her lips were on mine.


    When her eyes returned to mine, the shyness was gone.


    "My mom was a nun in that same parish".


    My brows furrowed, wondering where she was headed. Her next words sent waves of anger riveting


    into me, my jaw clenching to hold it in as a scowl marred my features.


    "She was sexually abused by Elliott"

 Chapter 19: ?The truth?

    Chapter 19: ?The truth?


    Quinn:


    "He-he chased her out of the parish when he found out she was pregnant and threatened to kill her if


    she should tell anyone of it". Her voice broke.


    Instinctively, my hand reached out to hers that were sped together on the counter, cing it over


    hers tofort her.


    "She gave birth to me and took care of me all by herself. She had no one to support her as an orphan".


    She drew in a ragged breath, before continuing. "Growing up wasn''t easy. We did everything we could


    to survive". Tears filled her eyes.


    Her sad tale pricked my heart but I listened intently, not wanting to interrupt her.


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    "Mom struggled to send me to school and after I finished high school, she was going to send me to


    college but I stopped her. I couldn''t let her pass through the pain and suffering all alone. I assured her I


    was going to find a way to do it. Yet she wouldn''t let it be". Tears were now flowing freely from her eyes


    that were focused on the counter. "When I got to eighteen years of age, she sat me down and told me


    everything about the priest. I hated him so much. I wanted to take my revenge on him. That was how I


    started working at the parish as a nun, gradually nning ways to take him down".


    By now, she was full-on crying. Standing from my seat, I went over to her and wrapped my arms


    around her while she cried into my chest. After a while, her sobs subsided. She pulled away from me,


    taking her seat.


    "I''m sorry you have to pass through all this in the hands of that monster".


    "He sent those men to kill me when he caught me. I don''t know how he found out I''d been investigating


    him".


    "He doesn''t deserve to live". I gritted out, meaning every word.


    "I helped you escape because I wanted to get back at him". She sniffed.


    "And I''m fucking grateful for that, honey. I need to take him down".


    "H-how?"


    "You".


    She stared into my eyes with furrowed brows. Instinctively, my hand shot out to clean the tears from


    her cheeks. Her eyes darted to my fingers on her cheek before moving back to my eyes.


    "I need to get back at him and the general that sold me to him".


    "And I''m supposed to be the bait?"


    "Not really, but yes".


    "What do you mean?". She narrowed her eyes at me, studying me carefully.


    "We have amon enemy and they both think we''re dead. Let''s y ghost baby". I winked.


    A breathtaking smile graced her face at my words.


    "How exactly do you intend to do whatever you have in mind when you leave here, " she gestured to


    our environment. "In the middle of nowhere" She added.


    "Let me worry about that. Are you in?"


    I ced my arms on the counter, caging her between them with my eyes boring holes into hers.


    She nodded her head frantically, smiling.


    "I''m in".


    Good. I thought to myself.


    I stayed there, still staring at her, mesmerized by her beauty. The urge to kiss her was bing


    unbearable but I pulled away, striding towards the bathroom for a cold shower.

 Chapter 20: ?Fishing?

    Chapter 20: ?Fishing?


    Quinn:


    "Wow, the water is so clear". She stared into the water, a small smile forming on her lovely face. I


    stared on, watching her reaction, carried away by her beauty.


    It still stung my heart that she passed through a tough life all because of someone that was meant to


    protect her.


    Elliott wouldn''t know what would hit him.


    "Have you ever fished here?"


    She nced at me, her soft doe eyes still holding the breathtaking smile.


    "This will be my first time".


    Returning her gaze to the water, she dipped her hand in, moving it in a circle to create little ripples. The


    fishes reacted to it, moving away from the ripples.


    "Want to see something else?" I asked, eyes still on her.


    "Yeah¡­"


    "Come with me" I held out my hand to her.


    Rising from her squatting position, she took it and I led her across the little stream, taking her to the


    waterfall. At the sounds of the water hitting the rocks, she flung her hand from mine, running towards it,


    a wide grin taking over her face. Immediately, I missed the feel of her small warm hand on mine.


    "Careful, you don''t wanna fall into the running water".


    At my words, she stilled, turning towards me.


    "You''re on a hill".


    Her eyes widened and she nodded slowly. Getting to her, I took her hand and led her till the water


    came into view. She watched the sparkling water, a small smile etched on her face. I was graced with


    her dimples. Seeing her smile after watching her shed tears of pain, warmed my heart.


    "It''s beautiful".


    Just like you.


    As she continued watching the water, an idea popped into my head. Smirking evilly, I sped to her, threw


    her over my shoulders and jumped from the hill, heading for the water. Her screams of panic were


    deafening but I didn''t care. With my arms wrapped tightly around her, wended in the water. She


    wrapped her arms around me in a death grip, at the same time, struggling to breathe. Minutester, we


    surfaced from the water.


    A wide grin imed my facial features as her small fists hit my chest from annoyance.


    "Are you crazy?" She yelled, smoothing her wet hair from her face, while also wiping water droplets


    from her face.


    In response to her question, I winked. Moving from her, I swarm away but she made grabby hands at


    me, panic evident in her features.


    "Don''t...don''t leave me. I can''t swim". She cried out.


    As soon as the words were out of her mouth, I was beside her, wrapping my arms around her.


    "I''m sorry. I didn''t know".


    She nodded in response. Her hands shot out to my hair and she smoothed the wet strands back from


    my face. At that moment, she was so close I could see the little gold flecks in her hazel eyes. My eyes


    wandered down to her button nose and I had the strangest urge to kiss it.


    Ignoring it, I wrapped my arms tightly around her and we appeared back up at the top of the hill. For a


    moment, we stood, wrapped in each other''s arms. When she finally pulled away, my eyes drifted down


    to the t-shirt and shorts she was wearing.


    Being wet, they clung to her like a second skin. Through the transparent white shirt, the view of her


    luscious tits graced my hungry eyes. I stared at them, not bothering to hide the lust radiating off me in


    thick waves. Her pale pink nipples were stiff, saluting me, through the shirt.


    My mouth watered, imagining my lips were wrapped around the hard peaks with my tongue flicking


    them. Instinctively, I licked my suddenly dried lips.


    "Down boy" I heard her mutter under her breath.


    I smirked, winking at her. Her face bloomed into the most beautiful blush I''d ever seen. Averting her


    eyes from me, she grabbed my wrist and began pulling me towards the direction of the stream.


    I like this side of her she''s letting me see. I concluded internally.


    "If you want it, all you gotta do is ask baby".


    "You look like you''ll be asking for it sooner thanter".


    Of course. She wouldn''t back down without a reply.


    "We''ll see about that".


    I couldn''t see her face but I pictured her rolling her cute eyes.


    Getting back to the stream, I got the worms from the container I''d kept them in and attached one to the


    hook. I showed her how to use it and handed it to her. She ced it on the water, watching the fishes


    carefully through the clear water. My eyes lingered on her body for a short while before I took them off


    her and fixed another hook for myself, cing it on the water.


    "Ahhh...I got one". She screamed happily when she felt a pull on the hook.


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    Exchanging mine with hers, I took it out of the water to see the fish she caught. It was quite big. I


    smiled at her, taking it off the hook and cing it into the bucket we''d brought.


    Happily, we continued fishing till we caught enough fish before we finally decided to return to the cabin.


    Getting to the cabin, we kept the fish in the kitchen and hurried off to take a shower. She showered first


    then I did after her. I gave her new clothes and once we were dressed, we headed for the kitchen to


    make dinner.


    She offered to help. In about an hour, we were done cooking. We sat around the kitchen ind and


    devoured the food while chatting lightly.


    She asked of my time in the army and I was happy to tell her about it. Once we were done eating, we


    did the dishes together. By the time we were done, nightfall had approached. The moonlight illuminated


    the forest, with fireflies flying about. It was quiet except for the creaking of crickets.


    Returning my gaze from the window I''d been looking through, my eyesnded on her just as a small


    yawn escaped her lips.


    "Wanna hit the bed?"


    She nodded in response. Drying her wet hands with a cloth, she moved towards the bedroom with me


    following right behind her.


    I closed the door with a soft click on entering the room. She halted her steps close to the bed and


    turned to me. Her gaze flickered between me and the bed.


    I knew what she was thinking.


    "You want to sleepfortably, take them off".


    She opened her mouth to speak but shut it back. I smirked.


    "Honey, trust me, I wouldn''t do anything you wouldn''t want".


    She narrowed her eyes at me. Taking off my shirt and sweatpants, I got into the bed in just my boxers.


    In the bed, I continued watching her, waiting for her reaction. Sighing in defeat, she pulled off the shorts


    she was wearing with one hand, the other holding down the tee so it wouldn''t raise.


    She was left in just the shirt. Although it was mid-thigh, I knew it wouldn''t be for long. That knowledge


    didn''t do well for my cock. The thoughts of her naked swarmed my head.


    Sleep wasn''t going to be an ally for a while.


    Giving me onest stare, she got into the bed, quickly pulling the covers over her and moving away


    from me to the far end of the bed.


    Just a little time baby.

 Chapter 21: ?Mission?

    Chapter 21: ?Mission?


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    Taking a sip from my ck coffee, I let the taste wash over me. After having one hell of a night, I


    needed the strong coffee to calm my body. Allowing Rhea to sleep without shorts had been a bad idea


    but bad in an exciting way.


    I woke up in the middle of the night to see her cuddled next to me, her bare ass pressed against my


    cock. As I''d predicted, the t-shirt had ridden up, leaving her supple ass bare to me. It was one


    temptation I couldn''t resist.


    I''d slept all night with my arms wrapped tightly around her bare waist, pulling her flush against me.


    Even in her sleep, she hadn''t noticed how close we were. I woke up to see she was still in the same


    position, her soft ass cheeks nestled against the head of my cock. If I hadn''t been dded in boxers, I''d


    have been nestled in her warm wet heat.


    I had to force myself out of bed as soon as It was dawn to avoid going along with my body needs. Not


    that I was against them but we were ying a little game.


    She needs to ask for it.


    Thus, strong coffee was the only way to calm the raging urges and desires that were threatening to


    crumple me.


    "Good morning"


    The object of my thoughts greeted me in a sing-song voice as she strutted into the kitchen. Turning


    away from the kitchen window I''d been facing, my eyesnded on her. She was still dressed in only a t-


    shirt.


    I fought the growl that was threatening to escape my lips, swallowing it back with a mouth full of coffee.


    But my eyes never left the temptress before me.


    Even with her wild morning hair, she still managed to look good enough to eat.


    In response to her greeting, I gave her a little nod. My throat was suddenly too dry and tight to speak


    with the sight of her standing in the kitchen with just a t-shirt that was barely mid tights.


    Getting a mug from one of the shelves in the kitchen, she moved to the coffee maker and filled it with


    coffee. Thereafter, she reached up towards the top shelf for cream and sugar. In an attempt to get her


    hands to the shelf, she stretched more, presenting me with her bare ass cheeks when the shirt rode up.


    In an instant, I was behind her with my hand holding her waist, the other reaching up to get the items


    for her. She stilled from my touch. I leaned more into her, pressing my hard cock to her ass. She


    sucked in a breath. cing the items on the counter, I wrapped them around her waist, pulling her


    more into me.


    The urge to trail my hands down her thighs, into her shirt was consuming me. I wanted to feel her soft


    skin once more.


    Giving in to my wanton desires, I inched my hands down to her thighs, grazing her soft skin. Slowly, my


    fingers made their way into the shirt, inching towards her naked waist.


    Her breathing became ragged and deep,ing out in short pants. Her heartbeat sped up, pounding in


    my ears. Yet, she didn''t stop me.


    I syed my palms on her bare stomach, before moving my fingers down towards her navel. Moving


    past it, they continued their journey down till they were just a little distance away from her pussy. Her


    breathing hitched.


    I inhaled and my nostrils were filled with the heady scent of her arousal.


    "Ask, honey".


    With that, I pulled my hands off her and returned to where I''d left my empty mug of coffee.


    It took her awhile to turn towards me after adding the cream and sugar to her coffee. When her eyes


    etched on her face some minutes ago was gone.


    "You''ll have to try harder than that to get in my pants".


    "Baby, I wanna be in your pussy and you''re not even in pants". I grinned.


    She rolled her eyes in an attempt to cover the blush that was growing on her face. But it was a failed


    attempt. Her pale skin gave it away.


    Taking a sip from her coffee, she returned her gaze to me, with a serious expression.


    "When do you intend to start working on your n?"


    "As soon as possible".


    "What''s the first step?". She asked, taking another sip from her coffee.


    "Come with me".


    I walked out of the kitchen with her behind me. We entered the bedroom and I got myptop and the


    drive from my closet, where I''d kept them. All the while, her eyes were trained on me.


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    "Look". I invited her, without raising my head.


    She moved closer, leaning down to see what was on theptop screen. While she looked, I scrolled


    through the files and documents, showing her everything.


    "Howe the government doesn''t know about all these?" She asked, straightening her stance.


    "He covers his tracks well without any trail. I had to go to great lengths just to get these".


    "How about the terrorists? How are they not caught?"


    "Nothing stic surgery and money wouldn''t do".


    "Is this why he wants you dead?".


    My eyes found hers and I simply nodded.


    "And you think I''m all you need to get your revenge?".


    With my eyes staring intently into hers, I responded;


    "Yes".

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    Chapter 22: ?First step?


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    "It''s done, leave the lights off". I muttered to her.


    We''d broken into an electronic shop to get a printer. I couldn''t get it in the day in order not to risk getting


    identified by the owner of the shop. Hence, our only option was to break into the shop in the dead of


    night.


    I''d seeded in disconnecting security cameras that could have recorded us.


    Aided by my night vision, I walked towards thepartment of the store where there were printers with


    her behind me, carrying a little shlight with a dull light. Taking one, I pulled out a ward of cash from


    my pants pocket and dropped them where the printer had been. I nodded to her, signaling her to grab


    onto my arm, and when she did, we teleported back to the cabin with the printer in hand.


    She burst into a fit of giggles when we were back at the cabin''s living room.


    I raised a brow at her but she continued giggling, clutching her stomach.


    "Is this your first time stealing?" She asked when she quieted down.


    "I didn''t steal it. I paid for it"


    "But you broke into the shop," she stared at me with wide eyes.


    "And I dropped money where I took it from".


    Her lips formed into a thin line and she shrugged.


    "So, you''re doing it now or in the morning?"


    "Morning".


    I wasn''t about to miss an opportunity of having her supple ass pressed against me in bed with her soft


    body cuddled up to me.


    With that, we headed to bed after I dropped the printer on the living room table.


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    Scrolling through the pictures I''d taken of her, I couldn''t stop marveling at her perfection.


    "Are you sure this is going to work?" Her voice sailed into my ears as she approached from behind me.


    "It will. As long as they don''t trace it back to me".


    Getting to me, she leaned on the chair I was sitting on. Her fragrance ofvender filled my nostrils. I


    inhaled more, filling my lungs with it. I hit the print button after connecting to the printer I''d gotten the


    previous night to theptop. The buzzing of the printer informed me that the pictures were almost


    ready. As soon as it spat the hard copies of the pictures out, she got them for me.


    ncing at them once more, I kept them beside an envelope I''d gotten from a shop that was also close


    to the electronic store where I''d gotten the printer. I also got the A4 papers that I needed from the same


    shop.


    On one of the papers, I scribbled a note with scattered writings so it could not be traced back to me.


    The note read:


    I know your secret. Double my pay for the man I offered you and the world doesn''t have to know your


    dirty little secret.


    Folding the paper carefully, I ced it in the envelope, alongside the pictures. All that was left was to


    deliver it to my victim.


    "When do you n to deliver it?" She asked, resting one of her arms close to mine on the table.


    My eyesnded on her small delicate fingers. Everything about the woman was beautiful.


    "Midnight".


    "Will you take me with you?"


    My eyes drifted to hers at her Question.


    "No".


    "But I can''t stay here all alone at night. It''s spooky". She cried out, frowning.


    "You''ll be fine". I assured her, winking but she only stared back at me, still frowning.


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    My eyes darted around the small office that belonged to the priest. It contained an oak table, three


    leather chairs, and a shelf with books about Christianity. On the table, was what could only be holy


    water and anointing oil. There was also a white rosary beside the bottle of holy water and beside the


    rosary was a holy bible. At the sight of the photo of Christ hung on the wall, I grounded my teeth in


    rage, my face squeezing into a scowl.


    The man dared to hide his dirty deeds with Christianity.


    The office was as dark as night but my night vision aided me. cing the envelope I was holding on


    the table, I nced around the office once more before teleporting back to the cabin.


    I appeared at the bedroom and my eyes were greeted by the alluring form of the nun sprawled on the


    bed, the covers barely covering her. Her shirt had ridden up, revealing her ass. If she hadn''t been lying


    on her stomach, her pussy would have been on disy. My dirty thoughts went straight to my cock.


    The fact that I wanted her so much and the dyed gratification was only worsening things, swarmed


    my thoughts but I wasn''t ready to break.


    I stood by my words.


    She has to want it and even beg for it and I will make her do it.


    With my eyes still fixed on her body, I stripped off my clothes and climbed into bed, assuming the


    position I''d been before she slept.


    She''d tried her best to convince me to take her along but I refused. Due to her fear of being alone in


    the cabin, I''d Induced sleep into her.


    Wrapping my arms around her bare waist, I closed my eyes, willing sleep to take me away. Though my


    eyes were closed, images of her naked ass shed across my mind''s eye. The urge to grab onto that


    ass and hump my cock against her pussy was crumbling me but I wouldn''t break.


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    Again, It was going to be another long night of self-denial.

 Chapter 23: ?Second step?

    Chapter 23: ?Second step?


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    "How did it go?" She asked, sauntering into the kitchen.


    "As nned".


    In response, she nodded slowly.


    My eyes drifted down her body. I could never tire of admiring her gracious curves. She was dressed in


    my tee from the night before, without the shorts.


    "So, " she cleared her throat while fighting off a blush. "What''s the next step?" She tucked some of her


    wild morning hair behind her ear.


    "The General".


    "Okay. I hope this works".


    "Me too".


    Moving past me, she went straight to the coffee maker to get her cup of coffee. After brewing herself a


    mug, she reached up to the top shelf for cream and sugar. This time around, I didn''t help her. Instead, I


    remained in my ce, watching the show.


    The more she tried to reach for the shelf, the more her shirt raised, almost exposing her ass


    at me with wide eyes and mouth agape.


    A smirk graced my lips.


    "Honey, I''ve seen that tight ass more times than I can count. And the best thing was, it was bare". My


    smirk widened while her mouth hung open.


    "You¡­" she pointed a finger at me usingly.


    "want me to do more than just seeing". Ipleted for her, wetting my lips.


    The action caught her attention. Her eyes darted to my wet lips and she gulped.


    "I could help you get the sugar and cream but you''re gonna have to pay".


    With that, her eyes snapped to mine, ring daggers at me. But my smirk remained.


    "A kiss in exchange for sugar and cream".


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    Again, I licked my lips, hinting at my point and as predicted, her eyes traveled back to them. Just when


    I thought she was going to give in, she stepped towards the kitchen ind and carried one of the stools


    to climb.


    I watched in amusement as she tried to climb the high stool. She almost seeded but she stepped on


    the wrong foot and was about to fall when I blurred to her and caught her. Her arms wrapped around


    me tightly, holding onto me from the fright of falling hard.


    At that moment, her eyes met mine. She stared into mine, mouth slightly open. All I needed to do was


    to lean in and im her lips but strands of my long hair fell onto my eyes. Instinctively, she raised her


    hand and moved the stray hair from my eyes. Her hand rested on my cheeks while she kept staring


    into my silver orbs.


    I leaned down a bit. Her already erratic heartbeat sped up, thudding loudly in my ears. Involuntarily, she


    licked her lips.


    She wanted it.


    Closing the space between us, I rested my forehead on hers but instead of sealing my lips to hers like I


    wanted to, I flicked my tongue across the seam of her lips. She Immediately opened up but then I


    pulled away, smirking.


    "Ask for it if you want it".


    With that, I reached for the shelf and got the sugar and cream for her. A small frown marred her


    features as she red at me, her brows knitted together.


    Snaking my arm around her waist, I pulled her still form against my chest, holding her tightly to me.


    "What''s it gonna be?". I asked, smirking.


    "I''d be happy to dete your ego".


    I grinned at her words.


    My hand on her waist moved to her ass, grabbing it. I squeezed softly and she gasped.


    "You know you want it".


    I released her and strolled out of the kitchen, leaving her dumbfounded.


    Soon, she''ll cave in.


    I smiled to myself.


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    I appeared In Gonzalez''s office to deliver his letter. The letter was written by the nun in scattered writing


    just so it couldn''t be traced to either of us nor to the one I''d sent to the priest. It read;


    I know you have a hand in the disappearance of the man you sold to me. If it''s your new means of


    getting more money from me, you''ve failed. I demand a refund for the money I paid for him.


    It was enough to steer trouble between the General and the priest. I knew Gonzalez would never


    ept to refund the money. He''d want a way out and that was why I had other ns to execute.


    It was a good thing I''d disconnected all the cameras in the building that could have recorded my


    actions before entering his office.


    Thest thing I wanted was people knowing I was still alive.


    cing the envelope containing the letter on his desk, I disappeared from the office, satisfied with my


    actions.


    It was time to watch the chaos unfold while I watched from afar.

 Chapter 24: ?Awake?

    Chapter 24: ?Awake?


    Quinn:


    I resurfaced in the bedroom, expecting the usual alluring view but instead, she was seated on the bed,


    her back to me. The room was bathed with the soft yellow glow of the bedsidemp.


    Though the windows were locked with curtains down, the creaking of crickets and hooting of an owl


    somewhere in the woods still sailed into my ears loudly like they were close by. Through these noises, I


    was still able to hear the almost silent sniffinging from the woman on the bed.


    She was crying.


    Taking my time, I stripped off my clothes down to my boxers before moving towards her on the bed. If


    she was aware of my presence she didn''t show it.


    By the time I got to her, I saw her wiping at her eyes to clean off the tears that had stained her cheeks


    but she couldn''t hide her red-rimmed eyes that were swollen and puffy.


    "Why are you crying?" I sat opposite her on the bed, tilting her chin upwards till her eyes met mine.


    In response, she shook her head in denial.


    "Tell me" I urged on softly, my gaze holding hers.


    "I...it''s nothing". She shook her head again, sniffing.


    As much as I wanted to probe her for an answer, I let it go, keeping my curiosity at bay. Wrapping my


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    arms around her, I pulled her onto me. She automatically rested her head on my chest.


    Though she denied nothing was wrong, It was very much obvious that she was lying. Further


    confirmation was the tears that slipped from her eyes onto my chest.


    I rested my head on hers, rubbing her back gently to soothe her pains or whatever it was that was


    making her sob.


    After a while, the silent sobs stopped. In their ce were her steady breaths and the even sounds of


    her heartbeat. She was asleep with her head still on my chest.


    Slowly, I lowered my back to the bed, to avoid waking her. Iid on the bed with her sleeping form on


    me and my arms wound tightly around her waist. Her wavy blonde hair was syed on my chest.


    Having her in my arms that way, it felt so natural like she was born to be there.


    While continuously staring at her sleeping form, I had the strangest urge to ce a kiss on her head.  I


    passed it off as wanting to soothe her pains.


    Why she was crying was still unknown to me and it baffled me.


    The woman I''de to know was a strong one. Even in the face of death, she didn''t show her


    weakness. If there was something that could make her cry, then it must be dear to her heart.


    Giving in to the rapidly growing urge, I leaned down and gently grazed my lips on her temple. With that,


    I rested my head back on the pillow, closing my eyes to sleep but the thoughts of what could be


    bothering her took over my mind.


    Each night, the woman imed my thoughts. If it isn''t her hot as hell body, then it''s something about


    her. At the thoughts of her body that was resting against mine, my cock began to stir.


    Not the time buddy. I muttered slowly. But it didn''t stop me from fantasizing. The next morning, I woke


    up to an empty bed. She was gone. But the windows were opened which meant she was still in the


    cabin.


    That knowledge made me heave in relief. I didn''t take thoughts of her being gone well. The realization


    hit me hard.


    Again, I passed it off as caring about her well being. But deep down, I knew I was getting too invested


    in the nun, more than I''d bargained for. I wanted to fuck her. That was clear. Any other feelings, I


    couldn''t discern. But one thing was clear.


    I was getting used to having her around.


    Discarding these thoughts to the pit of my stomach, I climbed out of bed and pulled on sweatpants.


    Thereafter, I went about my usual routine of exercise. A whileter, I stepped out of the room to clean


    up.


    As soon as I stepped into the hallway, the mouth-watering aroma of whatever she was making seized


    my nostrils and had me salivating. Apart from the aroma, the melodious tune she was humming filled


    my ears. For a moment, I stood on the spot, smiling.


    Finally feeling at home. I muttered to myself.


    Ignoring my intended destination, I strode into the kitchen to see her standing by the stove with a spoon


    in hand. All I wanted to do was to walk up to her, wrap my arms around her waist and kiss her neck,


    while whispering sweet words into her ears, as a way of saying *good morning*


    "Morning beautiful" I finally greeted, meaning it. A grin was etched on my face.


    She must have been oblivious to my presence. On hearing my voice, she turned towards me, a small


    smile on her face.


    "Hi" she grinned.


    That was when I noticed she was wearing an apron atop the t-shirt she had on. The apron moulded her


    tits like it was made for her. The sight created a fantasy in my head that Involved her dressed in nothing


    but an apron, my cock deep in her pussy.


    "Had a good night?" I asked, mentally shaking my head to clear my dirty thoughts.


    "Yeah...and thank you...forst night" The grin fell from her face, reced by a serious expression.


    "You''re wee". I replied, nodding.


    We stood there for a while, just staring at each other.


    "Need to clean up. Have fun coking". I winked at her, turning to leave.


    "Aboutst night¡­" she started, stopping me in my tracks. I turned back towards her. "I¡­"


    I wanted to tell her she didn''t have to tell me about whatever it was if she wasn''t ready but the curious


    bastard in me couldn''t say the words out loud. When ites to the woman, I wanted to know


    everything I could about her.


    "I was...I was just worried about my mom. She''d be so worried about me, thinking I might be dead". Her


    voice broke.


    Without thinking, I stepped towards her, pulling her into me for a hug. My hands moved to her back,


    rubbing soothingly.


    "She''ll be fine. Look at things from the bright side. You''re still alive and you''ll see her when all this Is


    over".


    When I released her, her eyes were glistening with unshed tears but she nodded in agreement with my


    words.


    "Thank you"


    "Anytime honey"


    Instinctively, I leaned down and kissed her temple. It came as a surprise to both of us. I''d done it so fast


    it almost felt like a dream. She stood there, staring into my eyes, lips parted a little. I stepped away and


    turned to leave to avoid ogling her parted lips.


    I got into the bathroom and cleaned my teeth. Thereafter, I decided to cut some length off my long hair.


    It was getting past my shoulders already and I wasn''t a fan of long hair. I took scissors and was about


    to snip off a handful when I felt a hand holding my arm.


    My eyes traveled to see her standing there. I''d left the bathroom door open.


    "Let me help you"

 Chapter 25: ?Haircut?

    Chapter 25: ?Haircut?


    Quinn:


    I sat on the bathroom bench and handed the scissors to her, letting her cut my hair. At first, she buried


    her fingers in my hair, gently grazing my scalp. I sighed from the feeling of her fingers gently massaging


    my scalp.


    Thereafter, she stood to my side and began snipping the extra length from my hair, cutting it short to its


    usual length. I sat still while she worked on the hair. Soon, she was done cutting the middle and the


    back.


    She stepped towards me, standing in between my opened legs. While she cut the hair, my brain


    focused more on how she was so close to me. My hands were itching to hold her hips and yank her to


    straddle my legs.


    Driven by the impulse to hold on to her, I gently grabbed her hips. She stilled for a minute from my


    touch but resumed working. Having her so close to me was driving me wild. I wanted more than just to


    hold her hips. I tilted my head upwards to nce at her face but she gently pushed it back down,


    tapping my hair and murmuring for me to stay still. Obeying her, I stilled my head but I had other ns.


    Slowly, I began gliding my hands on her hips down to her bare thighs.


    The moment she felt my touch, she stilled, her body shivering slightly from the unexpected touch. Her


    eyes shot to mine, causing her to stop her work on my hair. My eyes met hers, yet I didn''t stop. I


    continued my journey down the hem of her shirt, my fingers trailing inside to graze her soft smooth


    skin. Again, she shivered from my touch but made no move to stop me. Slowly, my fingers got to her


    bare waist, grabbing it.


    "My hair" I reminded her.


    Letting out a shaky breath, she returned her attention to the hair and continued cutting it. While she


    continued cutting, my hands continued down to her ass, squeezing softly. She was very conscious of


    my slow caress but did her best to keep still and focus on the hair she was cutting.


    To distract her, I palmed her bare ass. That was enough to make her stop.


    "Quinn¡­" she gasped, clearly taken by surprise. Her eyes met mine and I winked.


    It was the first time she''d called me by my name and I loved the sound of it.


    "Do you want me to stop?" I cocked a brow In question.


    In response, she licked her lips hesitantly, blinking rapidly.


    "Y-yes. Stop"


    "You do not mean that"


    "I-I do" Again, her throat bubbled as she swallowed nervously. The sounds of her racing heartbeat filled


    my ears and I smirked.


    "Yeah¡­" I smirked harder. "Get back to work". I smacked her ass.


    She gasped, ring daggers at me but I winked, still smirking.


    Taking her eyes off me, she returned her attention to my hair. I could tell she was almost done. As soon


    as she sniped thest strands of hair off,  I pulled her down onto myp. She gasped from the force,


    wrapping her arms around my neck from the fright of falling.


    "Quinn¡­" she yelled.


    "Yeah, " I grinned.


    Her eyes that were ring at me strayed to my hair. Instinctively, she licked her lips, drawing my


    attention to them. While my eyes were focused on her lips, one of her hands moved from my neck to


    my hair, as she threaded her fingers through the short strands.


    Gradually, my hands that were still on her bare waist traced their way to her stomach, brushing her soft


    skin. I halted my movements just when I was at the underside of her tits. My thumb traced the curve of


    her breasts slightly. My hands were itching to grab her soft mounds.


    She sat still on my legs, her breathing deepening. Her heartbeat increased while she stared into my


    eyes, awaiting my next move.


    At that moment, there was no doubt she''d let me do whatever I wanted to her. So, I decided to top my


    game.


    I mmed my lips to hers, surprising her. She gasped from the intrusion, further allowing me to explore


    her mouth. Taking that as an invitation, I slipped my tongue into her mouth, epting her unintentional


    offer. My tongue traced every corner, exploring and tasting her before it found hers. I flicked it against


    hers and she moaned into my mouth, sucking on my tongue slightly.


    My cock was growing hard in my sweatpants. What started as a dare was quickly turning into


    something else. I continued kissing her, while my hands that were resting under her tits cupped the


    supple mounds, kneading softly. When my thumb flicked her hardened nipples, she let out a soft


    whimper, shivering slightly from my touch.


    My actions were no longer controlled by me, neither were my senses. They were ruled by the heady


    scent of her arousal that was potent in the bathroom, filling my nostrils. Her bare wet warm pussy


    rested on the tip of my cock. The only barrier between us being my sweat pants. At that moment, I


    wished they weren''t there.


    Rising to my feet, I hoisted her on my hips, striding to the bedroom but my lips never left hers. I lowered


    her to the bed, hovering above her with my arms on either side of her head, caging her. We''d broken


    the kiss, now staring into each other''s eyes.


    It was then it struck me that I didn''t know her name.


    "You never told me your name" I growled lowly.


    "Rhea".


    "Do you want me to stop?"


    She shook her head, raising her head to seal her lips with mine.


    I smiled internally, kissing her back.


    Aim almost achieved.


    I moved my lips from hers, skimming them across her shoulder des, to her neck in an attempt to find


    her soft spot. I sucked on her skin softly, my teeth grazing her skin. When theynded on her soft spot,


    she whimpered, wrapping her arms around my torso.


    I kissed my way from her neck to her chest, down the valley of her breast, through the shirt, heading for


    her pussy. Her shirt had ridden up, exposing her t tummy. I circled my tongue on her navel and


    continued my trail down to her waist.


    By now, she was writhing under me, hands gripping my hair to push me to where she wanted my


    tongue to be. I grabbed onto her thighs, pulling them as wide as they could go, to amodate my


    broad shoulders. When I finally got to her crotch, I raised my head to stare into her hazel eyes. They


    were zed over with lust, pupils dting.


    "Quinn¡­" she mewled when I continued staring at her.


    That was my undoing.


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    Returning my gaze to her crotch, I spread her open, drinking the sight of her glistening pink pussy lips.


    I wanted a taste.


    Dipping my head down, I flicked my tongue on her clit. Her back shot off the bed but I syed my palm


    over her stomach to hold her down. I returned my gaze to her eyes for a while before smirking. With my


    eyes holding hers, I leaned down and blew a rasp of air on her swollen clit.


    She whimpered from the effect. Giving her a slow, long lick from her slit to her clit, I crawled up her


    body, my gaze still holding hers.


    "If you want it badly, you know what to do, " I smirked. "Rhea".


    With that, I stood up and left to take a bath, smirking to myself for a job well done.

 Chapter 26: ?Wiped?

    Chapter 26: ?Wiped?


    Quinn:


    I made my way around Gonzalez''s home office, in the darkness of the room, trying to find the hidden


    safe I''d once broken into.


    Everywhere was dark and quiet. The upants of the house which consisted of Gonzalez, his wife,


    and only daughter were fast asleep in their respective rooms.  I''d left Rhea alone to carry out the


    mission myself.


    I needed to be as quiet as possible to avoid getting caught.


    Aided by my night vision, I crept to the liquor cab at the corner of the office. My eyes scanned the


    drinks in the cab, in search of the one covering the button that could open the safe. As soon as my


    eyesnded on the bottle of whisky, I carefully pulled it out, revealing the button that was the same


    color as the cab.


    The first time I''d broken into the safe, it had taken me hours to find it. After hours of searching in vain,


    I''d decided to help myself to a drink from the cab. The Whisky caught my eyes. I''d pulled it out,


    intending to drink from it when my fingers had mistakenly hit that spot on the wall and it opened to a


    secretpartment, before my very eyes.


    That was how I''d found the sh drive where Gonzalez hid all the files of his illegal activities.


    The things I found on that drive had been of great surprise to me. I knew the man was involved in some


    dirty deals but I didn''t know they were that deep.


    cing the bottle of whisky carefully on the counter, I reached for the position I''d taken it from, feeling


    the wall for the little bump that could easily be ignored. As soon as I felt it, I pressed it and waited for it


    to open.


    It opened but instead of revealing the little safe, it revealed a door that needed a password to be


    opened. I cursed lowly, gritting my teeth in annoyance.


    I needed to think fast.


    My mind raced through all the possible things he could use as a password but nothing was suitable.


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    If the man used a password, it''d be something no one would trace to him. Again, my mind went through


    all the terrorists he had helped get away but I had no doubt he couldn''t be foolish enough to use any of


    their names.


    Then, one name came to mind. A name that even someone that knows all of his dirty secrets wouldn''t


    get.


    My name.


    That wasn''t documented among the deals he''d engaged in. I was merely an obstacle in his way and he


    got rid of me to remain at the top of his game.


    Smirking, I entered my name as the code and as expected, it opened. My smirk widened.


    He isn''t so wise after all. I congratted myself on a job well done.


    As soon as the safe opened, My eyesnded on the sh drive I came for. I snatched it from the safe


    and closed it back, returning the bottle of whisky to its position.


    I could take the drive and leave but those weren''t my intentions. With the drive-in hand, I strode silently


    to hisputer. Booting it, I connected the drive to it, opening it to see If all the files and documents


    were intact. Unfortunately for him, they were all intact.


    I smiled to myself at the little victory.


    Thus, I went to work, wiping every file and document from the drive. Once it was as good as new, I


    threw it on the desk, shutting down the.puter. Then, I took out the letter Rhea had written and


    dropped it on the desk, next to the drive.


    The letter read:


    I warned you. This is yourst chance. Refund my money, else, the government will be rewarding you


    soon. I''m sure they''d love to know more about you.


    Tick tock!


    Missionpleted, I left his office for the cabin, appearing back into the room. Rhea was sleeping


    peacefully, just the way I''d left her.


    Stripping off my clothes, I joined her in bed.

 Chapter 27: ?Evidence?

    Chapter 27: ?Evidence?


    Quinn:


    I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth when the almost quiet monas of Rhea sailed into my ears. I


    listened carefully as the sounds continued. Apart from the almost quiet whimpers, the scent of her


    arousal hijacked my sensitive nostrils, heading straight to my cock.


    Is she having a wet dream? That was my first thought.


    My cock stirred in my pajama pants at just the thought of her dreaming of being fucked by me.


    I managed toplete brushing my teeth and washing my face in record time. I strode into the


    bedroom, expecting Rhea to be dreaming but the sight before me had me frozen in ce, my cock


    hardening instantly.


    Rhea was on the bed, legs spread wide with her hands between them. Her eyes were closed while her


    mouth was parted as soft whimpers escaped her lips. My eyes were glued to her soft pink pussy lips


    that were spread open with her fingers, glistening from her juices.


    Her fingers were rubbing tight little circles on her clit. The addicting scent of her arousal dominated the


    room, crowding my senses. Led by intense lust and the desire to be responsible for her pleasure, I


    talked to her and grabbed her hands, pulling them off her pussy.


    Her eyes shot open and she gasped on seeing me. With my eyes holding hers, I lowered my mouth to


    her fingers that were dripping with her juices. Enveloping them with my mouth, I sucked them clean,


    swirling my tongue around her digits.


    A tinge of red stained her pale cheeks, traveling all over her face but she didn''t look away from me.


    She focused her attention solely on me while I made love to her fingers.


    When I finally pulled them from my lips, I pinned her hands above her head, covering her body with


    mine. My free hand trailed down her body. I circled my fingers around her clit, rubbing it furiously. Her


    quiet moans soon became loud whimpers, bouncing off the bedroom walls.


    Her moans coupled with the chirping of birds outside sounded like music to my ears, soothing me.


    I continued rubbing her clit till she was at the brink of orgasm then I pulled my finger away. Bringing it to


    my lips, I licked it clean. All the while, her eyes watched me. They were filled with lust and want,


    begging me to give her the release she craved.


    "I own your pleasure baby. If you want it, you gotta ask". I whispered in her ear, biting her ear lobe.


    She whimpered in response but I climbed out of the bed.


    "We have work to do. Meet me in the kitchen". I told her, walking towards the door. When I got to the


    doorpost I turned towards her. "Do not make mee back here to get you".


    The rebellious spirit in her wanted to unt my orders and continue pleasuring herself to orgasm but


    her curious mind wanted to know what work I meant.


    A few minutester, she trudged into the kitchen while I was having my first cup of coffee. Ignoring me,


    she moved towards the coffee maker to brew a cup for herself. I''d left the sugar and cream on the


    kitchen ind for her, knowing she''d need them.


    I watched her add them to her coffee while ignoring the urge to haul her against me, seal my lips to


    hers, and continue what she started in the bedroom.


    The scent of her arousal that was still hovering around her wasn''t helping me. But then, there were


    important things to discuss.


    It was my next line of action In executing my ns.


    "What work do we have to do?" She finally asked after taking the first sip of her coffee.


    "You need to take me to your home. I need a picture of your mum".


    "why?" She asked with furrowed brows, setting her cup of coffee down on the kitchen counter.


    "It''s part of my next n. I want to send them to Elliott".


    "Ohh, okay". She picked the cup of coffee from the counter and continued sipping from it. "When do


    you want to go?" She asked after a while.


    "Now"


    "Okay".


    As soon as we downed our cups of coffee, we changed our clothes and apparated from the cabin into


    Rhea''s home. We appeared in the living room of the little house she shared with her mom.


    Standing in the middle of the living room, my ears picked up on the even sounds of human heartbeats


    "She''s home. I whispered to Rhea.


    "That direction". I pointed towards it.


    As soon as the words left my mouth, she was on the move but I grabbed her hand, pulling her back to


    me.


    "Shhh," I whispered against her ear, wrapping my arms tightly around her to prevent her from moving.


    "You can''t let her see you"


    "But¡­" she tried talking but I covered her mouth tightly with one of my palms.


    "Not now, Rhea. She can''t know you''re still alive". I whispered into her ears.


    Her eyes filled with tears but she didn''t struggle to get free of my hold.


    "If I let you go, you''ll lead me to where I can find two pictures of your mom. One for when she was a


    num and another should be of her presently"


    She nodded her head in understanding.


    After a while, I released her. Her eyes wandered towards the direction I''d told her her mom was, eyes


    staring at the door with longing. After a while, she turned in the opposite direction. I followed carefully


    behind her. She led us to a hallway. At the end of the hallway, she silently pushed a door that was ajar


    opened.


    It opened to reveal a room with a small bed in the middle. There were several pictures of the older


    woman I''d seen on her phone on the wall.


    Silently, she stepped towards one and took it from the wall. She handed it to me and went to the only


    nightstand in the room. She pulled out one of its drawers and took out an old grey photo.


    The photo was that of a woman that looked exactly like her, dressed in a nun outfit.  My eyes drifted


    from it to Rhea and she nodded her head. Taking it from her, I studied it for a while. Just when I was


    about pocketing it, I heard loud footsteps approaching us.


    Mine eyes snapped to Rhea''s but she looked at me pleadingly. The look in her eyes pricked my heart


    but there was nothing I could do about it. It was for her safety. Just as the doorknob turned, I grabbed


    her arm and we disappeared back to the cabin.


    When we reappeared back at the cabin, I wrapped my arms around her while she sobbed into my


    chest, wetting my shirt.


    "I''m sorry Rhea. Your safety Is important. You''ll see her when all this is over''''. I ran my hand down her


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    back soothingly, hating that I was responsible for her tears.


    It took a while for her to quiet down. But when she eventually did, she pulled away from me, walking


    from me.


    She was shutting me out. I stretched out my arm to reach for her but I stopped myself. I deserved it.


    I shouldn''t have taken her with me but I couldn''t locate the house all by myself. It was a ce I hadn''t


    been to. I''d have gotten lost in trying to find it.


    Heaving out a sigh of frustration,                         I headed for the living room to carry out my next time,


    intending to give her all the time she needs to get better.


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    Appearing in the priest''s office, I found his desk with the aid of my night vision. It was midnight and I''d


    left Rhea at the cabin.


    Without hesitating I ced the envelope I''d carried along on his desk. It contained the pictures of


    Rhea''s mother and a note that read:


    Get yourself away from my business. If I have to worry about you again, the whole world will know of


    your crimes. And I''ll have her openly testify against you. Also, if you go after her, that would be your


    worst mistake.


    I''d written the note myself. Rhea still wasn''t talking to me. It was killing me on the inside but there was


    nothing I could do about it.


    As soon as I''d ced the envelope on the desk, I returned to the cabin.


    My ns were already working. It was just a little more time before everything would be out in the


    open.


    And Rhea could finally return to her normal life.

 Chapter 28: ?Panic?

    Chapter 28: ?Panic?


    Rhea:


    I woke up to an empty bed. The rays of light streaming through the windowsnded on my eyes that


    were opened. I squinted my eyes to get used to the light. Stretching my limbs on the bed, my mind


    traveled to the incidents of the night before.


    Mom.


    He didn''t let me see her. She must be so heartbroken thinking I''m dead.


    Tears filled my eyes at the thought. I wiped them away before they could fall from my eyes.


    I stayed in bed, thoughts of my mom consuming me. I had no intention to start the day till my stomach


    rumbled. Hunger mmed into me, making me groan.


    Climbing out of bed, I trudged into the bathroom to clean up. Thereafter, I strutted into the kitchen to


    see Quinn beside the stove. He was cooking, covered in sweats and an apron.


    The simple sight should be illegal.


    He must have heard my footsteps because he turned to me, giving me his full attention. Though his


    naked torso was covered in an apron, it wasn''t wide enough to cover his pectorals.


    The man put all Greek gods to shame with his extremely good looks. I couldn''t resist him when he


    looked like he was as sexy as hell.


    Deep down, I knew it would burn me but he was unavoidable


    My eyes zeroed in on his nipples that slipped out of the apron. I licked my suddenly dried lips, wanting


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    "You know what to do baby"


    Even before I looked at him, I heard the smirk dripping from his words. When my eyesnded on him,


    they were gleaming with amusement and mischief. The short length of his dirty blonde hair gave him a


    boyish appearance, though nothing was boyish about the 7 ft man towering above me.


    Ignoring hisment, I walked towards the coffee maker to get a mug of coffee. I expected him to


    return to his cooking instead, I felt strong arms wrap around my waist, pulling me into a hard chest. He


    rested his head on my shoulder.


    "I''m sorry but I can''t let you harm yourself. I did it to keep you safe" he said, realizing a breath.


    My shoulders slumped in defeat. I knew he was right but I just couldn''t take not being able to see mom


    when I was so close to her.


    "Rhea¡­" He called in a soft voice, waiting for an answer.


    "I understand your reasons" I finally spoke.


    He spun me around to face him, staring into my eyes. Yet, his hands never left my waist. His hand on


    my waist was stirring up feelings I didn''t want and couldn''t have. Yet my body craved them.


    I attempted stepping away from him but his hold on me was getting stronger. I felt his hands sliding


    down to my ass. They grabbed my ass cheeks, pressing me tightly against him. Through our clothing, I


    felt his hard erection pressing against my stomach.


    Without warning, he mmed his lips to mine, kissing me possessively. I kissed him back unable to


    resist him. Even when warning bells nked in my head, I found myself pulling him closer for more. I


    opened up for him and he slipped his tongue in, exploring every corner of my mouth. I sucked on it


    softly and he growled. His arms around me pulled me closer as though he couldn''t get close enough.


    His expert tongue worked mine, making me wish it was somewhere else. His kisses made my legs


    jello, sending thrills to all parts of my body. His hands weren''t roaming my body but I felt tingles all over.


    When he finally pulled away, he winked at me, smirking. He returned to the food on the stove, leaving


    me hot and bothered, wanting more like he always does.


    Frowning in disappointment, I took a sip from my lukewarm coffee.


    That was when I remembered he was supposed to deliver a letter to Elliott that contained pictures of


    mom.


    "Have you delivered Elliott''s letter?"


    "I have. Last night while you were sound asleep". He turned to me, grinning.


    "What did the letter say?" I took another sip from my coffee before abandoning it on the counter and


    moving to sit on one of the stools of the kitchen ind.


    "Something along the lines of¡­" he paused like he was trying to recall what he''d written. "Yeah...I told


    him he needed to stay away from the General''s business to avoid being exposed. If not, the general


    will expose him and your mom will be there to testify against him"


    On hearing thest part, my eyes widened.


    "No...no. You can''t use her as bait". I cried out.


    I knew Elliott. He wouldn''t care about the consequences. He''d go after her and all of my mission would


    have been in vain.


    "He''ll kill her". I cried out, tears filling my eyes as I buried my head in my hands, resting them on the


    kitchen ind.


    I can''t lose her. I kept on chanting in my head. She was my only family. Even if my supposed father was


    alive, he''d never be a father figure to me. I hated him more than words could exin.


    "Shhh," Quinn whispered close to my ear, wrapping his arms around me. "He won''t. I''m keeping an eye


    on her".


    "while you''re here?" Itched out, raising my head to re at him.


    Using that opportunity, his hand grabbed my chin, lifting it so I was staring into his silver orbs.


    "I promise you. I won''t let him harm her".


    Before I could fire back a response, he sealed his lips to mine, shutting me up with a kiss. I closed my


    eyes, melting into the kiss but shortly afterward, he pulled away.


    "Trust me". He muttered and I nodded, hoping he could protect her while also trying to protect himself


    and me.

 Chapter 29: ?Blood safe?

    Chapter 29: ?Blood safe?


    Quinn:


    "Are  you sure they are here?" I asked Rhea, ncing at her. In response, she nodded.


    "I saw them when I''d snuck here to search for evidence for my revenge mission. That was before I met


    you". She replied, shining the shlight she was holding towards a door I hadn''t noticed in Elliott''s


    office.


    All the time I''d entered the office, the ce hiding the door had been covered with a curtain making it


    look like a window.


    Following Rhea''s lead, she opened the door as silently as she could but there were still little creaking


    noises. We paused for a while, listening to any unusual sounds but nothing came.


    Pushing the door open, she stepped in and I followed suit. We were looking for Elliott''s blood safe.


    Rhea had told me he kept blood bags in arge safe.


    Immediately, I knew it was the ones of other supernatural beings he''d killed. I was going to dispose of


    all of them. It was my only means of reducing the powers he hoped to acquire.


    Quietly, she led me further into the room, towards another curtain. On opening the curtain, we saw a


    wall. I nced at Rhea but she nodded at me. With her free hand, she syed her palm on the in


    wall and pushed it.


    Before my very eyes, the wall moved in and turned around to reveal what looked like a shelf of books


    but instead contained numerous blood bags that were all filled.


    "When I saw them, I didn''t understand why he kept them till I caught him draining blood from you". She


    exined, whispering to avoid attracting the attention of anyone that might be on either side of the


    walls to ourselves.


    I studied each blood bag to see they had abel on each. Some werebeled shifters, others


    cambions, werewolves, and even Nephilims. That was when it hit me that the lunatic had been killing


    supernatural beings for a long time.


    Another truth that hit me was; if he had been using their blood on himself for long, then he was almost


    a full-fleshed demon.


    He was a threat to both humans and other supernatural beings.


    My initial n was to take all the blood bags and dispose of them but as a result of what I''d seen and


    the sudden rage that overtook me, I changed my mind.


    Without giving in to second thoughts, I opened all of the blood bags, spraying the blood on his office


    floor and walls.


    "what are you doing?" Rhea whisper yelled.


    "Let people know he is a monster" I gritted out, continuing my actions.


    "That wasn''t the n"


    "Change of ns then".


    By the time I was done the entire office looked like it was painted with blood.


    If it wasn''t for the rage brewing inside me, I''d have congratted myself for a job well done.


    I nced around the office, satisfied with my actions. Grabbing Rhea''s hand, we appeared back in the


    cabin.


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    As soon as we got into the room, a wave of nausea washed over me.


    I knew what it was.


    I''d been using my teleportation abilities for a while without checking on my blood level. I needed blood


    and fast. Rushing past Rhea, I got into the walk-in closet and returned holding the blood bags.


    Sitting on the bed, I fixed the first one to my hand.


    I lifted my head to see Rhea watching me with wide eyes.


    "W-what are you doing?" She asked with confusion etched on her face.


    "Fueling my abilities"


    Her brows furrowed in further confusion.


    "I need enough blood to function properly and my teleportation ability takes a lot of it," I exined.


    Her next question made me smirk.


    "What are you?"

 Chapter 30: ?What are you??

    Chapter 30: ?What are you??


    Quinn:


    "what do you think?" I asked, still smirking.


    "I was told you''re a threat to humans and an abomination. What does that mean?" She inquired with


    furrowed brows while crossing her arms over her torso.


    "It means you probably should be staying away from me"


    "You don''t seem that bad," she shrugged.


    I chuckled at her naiveness.


    "You think?" I asked, smiling.


    "I know. I mean, you''ve not done anything bad"


    Except for trying to seduce you.


    "That''s because you''ve not gotten into my bad side".


    After that, she was quiet for a while, simply staring at the almost empty blood bag attached to my hand.


    She appeared to be deep In thoughts and I was dying to know what was consuming her.


    "what are you thinking of?"


    My question brought her back from her thoughts, her eyes drifting to mine just as I pulled the now


    empty blood bag from my arm and fixed the second one.


    "What are you?" She asked, staring at me with curious eyes.


    "A Nephilim". Was my simple response and the truth.


    Telling her about me came as second nature. And the fact that she was epting me for who I am was


    something I treasured.


    Her brows furrowed, eyes narrowing down at me.


    "What''s a... Nephilim?"


    "The offspring of a human and an angel." Her eyes widened at my response, mouth opening to speak


    but I answered even before she could ask. "It makes me half-human, half-angel"


    The surprise in her face shifted to another expression. She was in awe of the being I am.


    "Wow," she muttered. "I didn''t know beings as you existed"


    "Now you know" I smiled.


    "If you''re the offspring of an angel and a human as you''ve said, then why do people think you''re evil


    and an abomination? Aren''t angels believed to be good?"


    "Angels are believed to be holy creatures and for them to have an affair with a human is seen as sinful


    and curses the angel involved to be a demon. Thus, a child from such an affair is seen to be an


    abomination and a threat"


    "That''s sad" she shook her head. "The child shouldn''t be made to pay for the sins of its parents. All it


    ever did was to be born in such circumstances"


    I chuckled at her assessment.


    "While you are right, not all of my kinds are as nice as I am. The majority of them are controlled by the


    supernatural powers they possess, turning them to be evil if they cannot control it"


    "But you didn''t turn out that way"


    "It''s because my mom made it known to me from a young age, about my difference and we did a good


    job of hiding it and fitting into the normal world".


    "Wow. Was it easy to adapt?"


    "At first, no. We had to live in an isted environment due to my exceptional growth. After seven days


    of being born, I grew up to be the same as a seven years old human child"


    "What?" Her eyes widened in shock, her mouth hanging open.


    "I age fast while young but it reduces as I get older"


    "H-how old are you now?"


    "To a human, I''m thirsty but my real age, I''m a hundred and fifty"


    "Oh my God" she covered her mouth with her palm, staring at me with disbelief.


    "H-how did people not notice it?"


    "It''s easy to fit in and if anyone ever gets suspicious, all I have to do is to erase their memory" I


    shrugged, grinning.


    "Are you going to do that to me?" She asked, clearly rmed.


    "When I''m done with you, I will. Can''t have you know so much about me"


    "Please don''t" she stepped back from me, frightened registering on her face.


    Disconnecting the empty blood bag from my arms, I stood up, cornering her into the wall. cing my


    hands on either side of her head, I caged her there. Her breathing deepened, her heartbeat increasing.


    Leaning down, I kissed her neck, sucking on her soft spot. Next, I gave her a slow lick, dragging my


    tongue from her soft spot to her ear lobe and returning to her soft spot. In response, her body shivered.


    I nipped at her soft skin with my teeth, making sure to leave my marks on her skin.


    "How about you pay me off with a taste of your blood?"


    Her body stiffened at my request.


    I raised my head to stare at her eyes. They reflected her fright.


    A smirk tugged on the corners of my lips. Truly, I had no intentions of harming her. I''d grown too fond of


    her to ever hurt her but I was enjoying her reaction.


    Again, I leaned down and nipped at her neck with my teeth.


    "Rx baby, I''m gonna take a drink"


    With that, I bit her slightly. She flinched but that didn''t stop me from continuing. My tongue reced my


    teeth, licking the spot I''d bitten. Next, I closed my lips around it, sucking hard.


    I could hear her heartbeat thudding loudly in my ears. When I fully pulled away, I looked at my creation


    and smiled at myself. The pink hickey was huge and very noticeable as a result of it''s contrast to her


    pale skin.


    Grabbing her hips with my arms, I pulled her rigid body tightly against mine before whispering in her


    ear;


    "I don''t drink human blood. Blood bags do it for me"


    I felt her body visible rx against mine after hearing my words.


    "W-will you wipe my memory?" She asked in a small voice.


    "You could bribe me to change my mind" I pulled away to stare into her eyes before dragging my gaze


    down her body that was dded in my shirt and sweatpants.


    When I returned my eyes to hers, she stared at me for a while before mming her lips to mine. I


    grinned into the kiss, pulling her flush against me and deepening it.


    My hand traveled down her body and palmed her crotch through her shorts. She gasped into my mouth


    and I pulled away at that time, smirking.


    "Bedtime baby"


    With that, I disposed of the blood bags and stripped down to my boxers before getting into bed. She


    remained there for a while, ring at me before finally getting into bed, after stripping off the


    sweatpants and leaving the shirt on.


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    Soon, very soon, she wouldn''t need the bed. I assured myself.


    As soon as she got into the bed, she scooted the far end away from me but I pulled her back, wrapping


    the arms around her.


    "You''re not getting rid of me soon". I whispered into her ears.


    At first, she struggled to get away from my hold but I smacked her bare ass, moving my hand


    dangerously close to her pussy, I whispered;


    "Behave"


    After that, she remained still but turned away from me so her back was pressed against my torso but I


    wasn''tining. As usual, her ass cheeks were nestled against my hard cock and I knew she was


    feeling it.


    Sighing, I turned off themp that had been illuminating the room and closed my eyes to sleep when all


    I wanted was to fuck her senseless.

 Chapter 31: ?Gunmen?

    Chapter 31: ?Gunmen?


    Quinn:


    Suddenly, my eyes snapped open in the early hours of the morning. My sensitive ears had picked up


    the heartbeats of humans, and their conversation even while I was asleep.


    They were heading towards the cabin. From what I''d heard them say, they were searching for Rhea. I


    remained in bed, listening to their footsteps, and heartbeat. The closer they got to the cabin, the louder


    their footsteps thudded in my ears.


    When I stopped hearing their footsteps, I knew they were at the front door. They further confirmed my


    assumption when a knock sounded on the door.


    That was all it took to get me into action. With my arms still around Rhea''s sleeping form, I blurred to


    the closest, taking her with me. Gently and silently, Iid her on the floor. She unconsciously adjusted


    her position, falling back into sleep. I needed her to remain that way till the men would be gone. So, I


    Thereafter, I blurred into the living room at the same time another knock sounded on the door. One of


    the men urged the other to break down the door if it wasn''t opened within two minutes. I stayed behind


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    the door and waited till the moment he was about to kick it open before opening the door.


    My eyesnded on the fellow at the door, whose eyesnded on my body first before moving to my


    eyes.


    In my rush to get to them, I''d forgotten to wear pants. Thus, I stood before them, covered in nothing but


    boxers. But I wasn''t to be med. They showed up at my doorstep so early in the morning, rousing me


    from my peaceful sleep.


    "How may I help you?" I grunted in annoyance, clearly showing my irritation in my voice.


    "We''re searching for a missing girl. She''s a blonde with pale skin." He pulled a picture from his pants


    pocket and handed it to me.


    It was a picture of Rhea.


    "Have you seen her around?"


    "No". I returned the picture to him.


    "Do you live here alone?" The second man asked, his eyes searching around the cabin before


    returning to me.


    There were three of them.


    "I do" I answered, staring pointedly at him. "Is that all?" I inquired


    The man standing beside the door looked to the man behind him and the one beside him. From the


    looks they exchanged, I knew what wasing.


    "I just¡­" he pretended to speak but in the next instant, he pulled out a gun from behind him and aimed


    it at me. "Step in" he nodded towards the house.


    In response, I smirked. This only infuriated him.


    He was about to pull the trigger when I froze them. While they stood rooted to the spot, I collected all


    the guns from them and searched them for any important information but I found nothing other than the


    picture of Rhea they''d shown to me. Taking the picture, I shot them each on their heads before


    unfreezing them. Immediately, their lifeless bodies fell to the ground.


    "Qui...Ahhh" Rhea screamed as soon as she emerged from the house and sighted the lifeless bodies.


    She ran back, hiding behind me.


    "W-what happened?" Her voice quivered in fear.


    Turning towards her, I stared into her eyes.


    "We''re leaving".

 Chapter 32: ?Back home?

    Chapter 32: ?Back home?


    Quinn:


    After getting rid of the dead bodies of the gunmen, we took all of our valuables and teleported back to


    my home.


    We appeared into my room with Rhea holding onto me tightly.


    "Where are we?" She asked, ncing around the darkroom nervously.


    The windows were locked with curtains down, preventing light from illuminating the room. The little that


    filtered in made it dim to human eyes.


    "My home"


    At my response, her thudding heart calmed and she released a deep breath. Releasing her grip on my


    arm, she walked towards the windows to open them and move the curtains aside.


    "Don''t" I ordered before she could get to the window.


    She turned towards me, raising her brows in question.


    "You don''t want to risk getting caught".


    Her shoulders slumped in frustration but she stepped away from the windows, her gaze drifting to my


    king-sized bed.


    "Get some sleep" It was barely dawn. Had it not been for the disturbance of the gunmen, we''d have still


    been in bed.


    Giving me a nod, she climbed into the bed and pulled the covers over her. As soon as her head hit the


    pillow, she was out cold.


    I watched her for a while, having the urge to move to her and thug the stray hair covering her face to


    her ears.


    Exhaling a gush of air, I got to work, returning my suitcase of clothes to the closet. Thereafter, I stripped


    off and joined her in bed.


    A few hourster, I woke up to see Rhea wrapped around me. She was still dressed in my shirt that


    she''d worn to bed the previous night. Her head was on my chest, her blonde hair syed on me.


    Reaching out to her face, I moved the hair away to reveal her sleeping face. She looked so peaceful


    sleeping, with her lips formed into a natural pout.


    I traced her lips with my thumb then I moved it slightly to her face before pulling my hand away. Iid in


    bed for a while longer before getting up.


    When I climbed out of bed, I walked towards the windows to peek outside. It was midday already. The


    sun was high up in the sky with people moving about their daily jobs.


    Stepping away from the window, I sat on the bed and got the remote to the TVpartment. I needed


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    to check the security cameras to know if I''d had any visitors while I was away. With Rhea still sleeping


    and her soft snores filling my ears, I pressed a button on the remote and the wall shifted inside


    revealing the tv. I turned it on and began to check the camera footage for anything unusual but I found


    nothing. The house was as clean as I''d left it.


    Turning off the tv, I closed the part of the wall housing it then moved to the kitchen in search of food.


    Luckily for me, there were still a few foodstuffs in the fridge that could be used to make a decent meal. I


    prepared a meal for two and was dishing it when she walked into the room.


    I felt her gaze on me before turning to see her. My eyesnded on her but her eyes were somewhere


    else. I traced them to see they were unashamedly ogling me in just boxers. I had forgotten to pull on


    sweatpants.


    "Like what you see?" I asked, smirking.


    Shaking her head as if to clear the images from her head, she dragged her eyes to mine with much


    effort.


    "What time is it?" She asked


    "Noon"


    Her eyes widened.


    "I slept for that long?"


    In response, I gave her a curt nod. She was about to speak when her stomach rumbled. She wrapped


    her arms around her mid-region, her face contorting into a cute frown with her brows drawn together.


    Returning my attention to the food, I took a te and handed it to her. She stared at me with grateful


    eyes. In response, I smiled.


    As soon as she got seated on the kitchen ind, she immediately went to town on the food.


    We ate in silence with me mostly watching her devour her food. As soon as she was done, she pushed


    the te away and looked up to see my eyes on her. Colour spread through her cheeks to the rest part


    of her face when she realized I''d been watching her all along.


    Once I was done eating, she did the dishes. While she was washing them, I decided to let her in on the


    new changes.


    "You can''t stay with me anymore" I started.


    As soon as the words left my mouth, she stopped what she''d been doing to give me her full attention.


    "The men were sent by Elliott and they''d been searching for you. He knows you''re still alive". Her eyes


    widened at the information while his body stilled. "We can''t stay at the cabin anymore because he''d find


    us there and you can''t be with me anymore because we''d be endangering our lives. We have to part


    ways"


    A crestfallen look overtook her features.


    "I can''t go back home. Please don''t send me back. I-I promise to be careful". Her lips trembled as she


    said the words, eyes filling up with tears.


    I walked up to her, pulling her into my arms. She rested her head on my naked chest, wrapping her wet


    arms around me tightly.


    "shhh¡­I''m not letting you go home. At least, not yet" I assured her, rubbing her back soothingly to


    ease the tension but it wasn''t working. "I''m going to look for a ce for you to stay where you''ll be safe


    and I''de to check on you always. That way, they wouldn''t ever found us and we''d be safe to carry


    out our mission"


    "Do you have a ce in mind?" She asks, raising her head to stare into my eyes with her beautiful


    hazel ones.


    "Not yet but I''ll figure something out. Trust me"


    I stared into her eyes to convey my message and she simply nodded, sniffling back her unshed tears.


    We stayed there with arms wrapped around each other.


    I needed to find a safe ce for her. The sadness in her eyes when she''d thought I was taking her


    home pricked my heart. It made me all the more determined to hunt down our foes and deal with them


    mercilessly.

 Chapter 33: ?New home?

    Chapter 33: ?New home?


    Quinn:


    I sat on a chair in his study, patiently waiting for him to return. I''d taken a tour of the huge mansion and


    it was empty. Finding my way to his study, I decided to wait for him.


    A whileter, I heard the sound of the iron double arched doors that lead to the living room opening. My


    ears picked up his purposeful strides and the even sounds of his heartbeat. I should step out and get


    done with the reason for my sudden visit but I decided to surprise him and that meant waiting some


    more.


    Momentster, I heard him approaching the study. As soon as he opened the door, I greeted him with a


    grin.


    He simply closed the door and leaned against it, staring at me with raised brows.


    "Invading my home now huh?" He asked his expression a bored one.


    "Not exactly my fault. I visited at the wrong hour and had to wait to meet you".


    Walking towards the desk in the home office, he slumped into one of the leather seats opposite me,


    sping his hands atop the table.


    "what do you want?" He asked, cutting the chase.


    I liked him. Always straight forward.


    "Another favor"


    "You''re yet to pay me for the first one"


    "You haven''t exactly asked for a payment"


    "Soon" he muttered. His eyes bored holes into mine, asking one question; why was he In his home?


    "My friend is in trouble and I need her to stay here for a while for safety reasons. She''s not safe with


    me"


    "Why should I help you?" I


    smirked. He wanted a reasonable answer.


    "If you didn''t want to, you would have never offered me the cabin. And about that, thanks but I can''t


    stay there anymore. Someone traced me there"


    "Do not get me involved in your shit"


    "Trust me, no one can trace either of us to you"


    "If I help you, you owe me twice"


    I nodded in approval.


    "I can ask for my payment at any. Fucking. Time" he enunciated his words as if to drill them into me.


    Again, I replied with a curt nod.


    "She''s weed to be here"


    As soon as he said the words, I was out of his home and back to mine where Rhea was seated on the


    bed waiting for me.


    "He''s agreed to let you stay" I informed her.


    "He?" She questioned, frowning.


    Immediately, I knew her concern.


    "Don''t worry. You''ll be in safe hands. He won''t hurt you but if he does I won''t hesitate to rip his heart


    out"


    Her eyes widened at my statement and I smirked.


    "Come with me".


    Rising from the bed, she walked to me and grabbed my arm. With that, I teleported back to Damon


    Graves home, resurfacing at his study. He was still there but now seated on the seat I''d vacated,


    working on hisptop.


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    Sensing our presence in the room, he raised his head. His gaze drifted past me to Rhea, drinking her


    in. I saw a hint of interest in his eyes as they glinted. His eyes shed to mine and he smirked. The


    bastard.


    "Wee to my home..."


    "Rhea" Rhea offered, staring at him and then returning her eyes to me.


    "Hmmm...Rhea, nice name" heplimented her.


    "Thank you" Rhea muttered.


    "This is Damon Graves" I motioned to him and she nodded. "You''ll be under his care for the meantime


    while I''m away"


    "Wee and feel at home Rhea"


    Damon stood to his feet, walking towards us.


    "This way" he motioned towards the door exiting it.


    We left the study and climbed a flight of stairs to a hallway. He stopped at the first room in the hallway,


    opening the door. He stepped into it and we followed suit.


    "This will be your room for the duration of your stay," he said, gazing at Rhea.


    "Thank you" she muttered in a small voice, eyes roaming therge room.


    In response, Damon nodded his head curtly.


    "I''ll leave you alone" with that he stepped out of the room.


    As soon as he was gone, Rhea exhaled loudly.


    "Hey" I grabbed her hands, holding them in mine and staring into her eyes. "Are you okay?" I asked,


    searching her eyes.


    "I am okay but it feels weird to know I''ll be living with a stranger"


    "For just a little time and you will get used to it. He won''t hurt you".


    "how do you know that?" She asked with resistance in her voice.


    "Because I know he''s a good man and I''d be checking on you daily".


    She exhaled again in an attempt to feel better. Releasing her hands, I wrapped my arms around her,


    pulling her into me to assure her of her safety.


    "wait¡­" she raised her head. "D-does he knows about you and your abilities?"


    "Yes. He is one of us but a different kind and he owns the cabin we lived at in the woods"


    She nodded her head slowly as if to let the words sink in. After a while, I pulled away from the hug. It


    was time for me to leave but first, I needed to have a word with Damon.


    "See you soon" I pecked her forehead and with that, I stepped out of the room leaving her behind.


    I strode to Damon''s study to see him in the same position he''d been when Rhea and I saw him.


    "Don''t y any. Fucking. Games" I gritted out in annoyance.


    In response, he chuckled, raising his head to look at me.


    "Coming from the man who is my debtor?"


    The asshole, he had ns.


    "She is not a part of the payment".


    "I told you I''d ask for any fucking thing at any ficking time" he smirked, infuriating me more.


    "Forget it. I''m taking her back".


    "she''s safe here". The sudden assurance in his voice caught my attention. I stared at him and he gave


    a curt nod.


    I knew I could trust him. Staring at him with an unwavering gaze, I returned his nod before


    disappearing.


    I had new ns to take care of.

 Chapter 34: ?Third step?

    Chapter 34: ?Third step?


    Quinn:


    I stood outside the gate of Gonzalez''s home in the darkness of the night, ready for my attack.


    While we''d been in the woods, I''d been monitoring the progress of my attack on the priest and the


    general. I''d seed in turning them from allies to foes. But they weren''t doing what I wanted.


    The have been trying to bargain with each other but I was going to make it impossible. My n had to


    work. They had to pay for their sins.


    I blurred into thepound of Gonzalez''s home, staying in a hidden corner where the security guards


    couldn''t notice me. It was a pity they were about to pay for the crimes of their employer.


    My eyes scanned the wholepound, counting the number of security guards I was going to take


    down. They were all seven in number.


    I smirked.


    Let''s see how good they are at their job. I thought to myself.


    With that, I froze time and got to action. I whizzed past each guard, ripping out their hearts and


    throwing them on the ground. Thereafter, I ripped their body parts out of the mainposition, littering


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    thepound with them.


    By the time I was done, the whole ce looked like a war zone and a scene from a horror movie with


    the ground painted in so much blood.


    With my bloodied hands, I walked towards the front door and blurred into the house, cleaning my hands


    on every white surface on the house. Thereafter, I returned outside and got a white sheet of paper from


    my pants pocket.


    Spreading the paper on the floor, I walked to the head of one of the guards and dipped elongated nails


    into it, soaking it in blood. With my nails dripping with blood, I returned to the paper and wrote on it;


    I refuse your terms of the bargain. Since you''ve refused to refund my money, watch out. Your family will


    be next, General.


    Taking the paper, I dropped it on the doorstep and unfroze everything.


    I nced around thepound in satisfaction before teleporting back to my home.


    Immediately after I got home, I headed for the bathroom to take a shower and clean off the blood. Once


    I was squeaky clean, I stepped out. A yawn slipped past my lips.


    I went straight to the bed and fell on it but somehow, I felt empty and I knew why.


    I''d gotten used to sharing my bed with the nun and her absence made it different.


    I had the urge to go check on her. Without thinking, I saw myself in her room at Graves mansion. She


    was deep in sleep, still wearing my t-shirt that she''d worn.


    Stepping close to her, I caressed her face and went down to peck her head. I always had the strange


    urge to kiss her affectionately and I''d stopped fighting it but just did it when the urge hit me.


    I stared at her once more before returning to my home. Knowing that she was okay, I got into bed and


    fell into a peaceful sleep.


    Chaos was cooking and soon, it would explode. I slept peacefully, knowing Gonzalez and his family will


    be having a hard the next morning.


    It brought immense satisfaction to me.

 Chapter 35: ?New friend?

    Chapter 35: ?New friend?


    Rhea:


    The next morning, I woke up feeling different and weird. My eyes nced around the room andnded


    on the bed. That was when I remembered I wasn''t in the cabin anymore.


    I was now in a different home, away from Quinn.


    Knowing that I wasn''t going to be seeing Quinn as often as I wanted and being in a house with a total


    stranger made tension seize me.


    Although Quinn had assured me he was harmless, I still didn''t trust the manpletely.


    Rising to a sitting position, I rested my back on the headboard and drew my knees to my chest,


    wrapping my arms around them.


    It was day time and the sun was up already. Though the windows were closed with curtains covering


    them, I could still see them from how the room was dimly lit by the sunlight outside.


    Deciding I wasn''t going to get outside the room, I stayed in bed, my thoughts wandering to mom and


    Quinn. Most especially, Quinn. I wondered if he was safe and what he was up to. As for mom, I knew


    she was safe.


    At least, for the meantime.  My subconscious reminded me and I sighed sadly.


    My thoughts were disrupted by the rumbling of my empty stomach, followed by a slight ache. It was


    then I realized thest time I had eaten was at noon, the previous day.


    Quinn had been too busy looking for a safe ce for me to stay and I''d been too worried about him


    leaving me that I''d forgone food by ignoring the hunger. And after he''d dropped me at my new home,


    I''d gone to bed immediately, rilling from the stress.


    My stomach rumbled again and I clutched it, wrapping my arms around my mid-region. When it


    happened the third time, I could no longer stand the slight pain that came with the rumbling.


    I needed food and fast too.


    Quickly, I jumped out of bed and ran into the adjoined bathroom to wash up. Thankfully there was a


    new toothbrush there. I cleaned my teeth and washed my face. I tried arranging my messy hair but it


    was to no avail.


    When my stomach rumbled then for the fourth time, I had no choice but to leave my hair and seek food.


    Opening the room door, I stepped into the hallway and descended the flight of stairs that led to living


    room.


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    The sweet aroma of food invaded my nostrils, increasing my hunger ten folds as I got to the bottom of


    the stairs.


    In a rush to know where it wasing from, I traced it to a white door beside the staircase. The door


    was ajar. Peeping through it, I saw a woman in an apron, cooking.


    I felt like a weirdo peeping at her. Taking in a deep breath, I made to open the door but instead, all I did


    was to tap on it lightly.


    "Seriously? Since when did you start knocking on the kitchen door, Damon?" Her silky voice flowed into


    my ears.


    She thought I was the man.


    "Err¡­" I pushed the door open, walking in timidly. "It''s not Damon" I muttered in a small voice.


    On hearing my voice, she turned. I expected her to look shocked or surprised at seeing a stranger and


    demand how I got in but that wasn''t the case.


    Her face lit up with a dazzling smile.


    "Hi, you must be Rhea," she said, still smiling.


    My brows furrowed in confusion at how she knew my name.


    "Damon told me you were his guest. Wee to our home"


    Our home? Was she his mom? Because certainly, she couldn''t be his wife or girlfriend. She looked to


    be in her sixties which was way older than Damon who looked to be in his early thirties.


    But still looking at her, I couldn''t discern if she was his mom. They lookedpletely different. While


    Damon had jet ck hair and striking ocean blue eyes, she had auburn hair and soft brown eyes.


    "Oh...no...no". She chuckled, presenting me with a perfect set of white teeth. "I''m his cook, not anything


    you''re thinking and I live here" she rified.


    I nodded my head slowly. It must have been obvious from my facial expression that I''d been trying to


    ce her position in his life.


    "I used to be his nanny when he was young and when he decided to get his own home, he took me


    along. He''s more like the son I never had". Her smile broadened and from that, I could tell she was very


    fond of  him. " oh, forgive my manners. I''m Ste"


    "It''s nice to meet you Ste" I smiled


    "Oh cut that attitude" she waved a hand at me, rolling her eyes while smiling.


    My smile broadened into a grin. Just then, my stomach rumbled loud enough for both of us to hear.


    "Oops," I muttered, wrapping an arm around my mid-region.


    "Oh dear, sit and getfortable" she pointed to the stool close to the kitchen ind which was


    opposite her. Strolling towards it, I took my seat. As soon as I sat down, Ste dropped a te of


    heavenly goodness in my front. The sight alone had me salivating and my stomach was rumbling


    again.


    Ste must have heard it because she chuckled, making my cheeks heat up in embarrassment.


    "Thank you" I muttered, peeking a nce at her from under myshes.


    "Ohmon dear, dig in" she waved a hand at the food, still smiling.


    Picking up the fork from the counter top, I dug into the meal and took my first bite. A variety of vors


    exploded on my tongue. I moaned in satisfaction, sinking further into the stool I was sitting on.


    "You just stole my heart," I said to Ste with a mouth full, making herugh.


    "That was my aim darling. I''ll be happy to have it" she winked.


    I loved the woman already. For one, she could cook, and secondly, she was easygoing. I hadn''t met a


    lot of people like her in life. And she didn''t even judge me for wearing a man''s clothes. My eyes


    flickered to Quinn''s tee and shorts that he''d borrowed me before I left the house.


    Ste must have been watching me, unknowingly to me


    "You don''t have any clothes, do you?"


    On hearing her voice, I raised my head to see her staring at me with a questioning look.


    "Err...not really"


    "That''s okay. I''ll find some for you. My daughter visits me sometimes and she lives most of her clothes


    behind. There should be one that''ll size you"


    She was being so nice to me when she hardly knew me.


    "You don''t have¡­" before I couldplete my sentence, she interrupted me.


    "It''s not a problem Rhea. Now eat up"


    "Thank you"


    She simply nodded in response. Thereafter, I returned my attention to the food, polishing it off.


    "All done" I muttered, patting my stomach. I grinned at Ste who only chuckled.


    She took a bottle of water from the fridge and handed it to me with a ss. After drinking two sses


    filled with water, to say I was satisfied was an understatement.


    Ste took the te and was about to wash it when I offered to do it. Smiling at me, she moved away


    from the sink and I helped her with the dishes.


    "Time to go closest shopping" she announced. Taking off her apron, she grabbed my arm and pulled


    me towards the stairs.


    I had a grin on my face, while I let her  lead me to her room.


    My stay here wouldn''t be so bad after all. I concluded happily.

 Chapter 36: ?Visit?

    Chapter 36: ?Visit?


    Quinn:


    I moved from one end of the bed to the other but sleep refused toe. The quietness of the house


    that I''d once seen as peace, I now saw as loneliness.


    In simple words, I missed Rhea dearly but I didn''t want to admit it. I kept telling myself that she wasn''t


    the reason I was unable to sleep but every time I closed my eyes, I saw her beautiful face.


    I was itching to go see her but I''d been preventing myself.


    After a whole hour of tossing and turning in bed with sleep nowhere in sight, I gave in to the urge.


    Exhaling a gush of air, I got out of bed and pulled on sweat pants and a shirt. Thereafter, I teleported to


    Rhea''s room in Damon''s home.


    The room was illuminated in the soft yellow glow of themp on the nightstand. My eyesnded on her.


    There she was,  lying on a stomach, reading a book. She hadn''t noticed me.


    I was taken aback when I noticed what she was wearing. In ce of my shorts and a t-shirt, she was


    wearing boy shorts and a tank top.


    Did Damon get these for her? I frowned at that conclusion.


    The idea of him getting clothes for her didn''t go well with me.


    Marching towards her, I grabbed her leg and flipped her over, pinning her to the bed with my arms. She


    was about to screech when I sealed my lips to hers to prevent her from making any sounds.


    Her eyes widened when she realized it was me. Slowly, she rxed into the kiss but then I pulled


    away.


    "New clothes huh?" I growled, showing my displeasure in my tone. But she only grinned.


    "Not really. His cook lent them to me".


    At her words, the anger I''d been feeling slowly dissipated. I stared into her hazel orbs, pressing my


    body against hers. At the moment I wanted to feel more than talk.


    Instead of giving in to my body needs, I released her and stood to my feet.


    "I came to check on you as promised" I smirked. "And I can see you''re doing fine so I''ll just take my


    leave"


    "No," she said immediately, standing on her feet and walking towards me.


    She grabbed my arm and licked her plump lips before staring into my eyes.


    "Please, stay for the night" she pouted.


    And that was one hell of an invitation I couldn''t resist.


    "I should be working tonight" I lied, licking my lips. "If you want me to stay you''re gonna have to pay a


    price" I smirked


    She narrowed her eyes at mine but my smirk only widened.


    "I''ll take my payment when the timees. Are you interested?"


    She stared at me for a while before slowly nodding her approval.


    "I''m yours for the night then" I leaned down and pecked her lips. I just couldn''t help myself but do it.


    Thereafter, I stripped off my clothes to my boxers and went into the bed, waiting for her. I knew she was


    going to take off the shorts to sleep and I couldn''t afford to miss the show.


    Knowing fully well that my eyes were on her, she slowly peeled the shorts from her ass, presenting the


    sinful sight of her bare ass. I nearly groaned from the sight.


    I almost lost control when she bent down to pull the shorts from her legs, presenting the perfect view of


    her pink pussy. In an attempt to stay in control, I grabbed the sheets tightly, to calm myself but they


    were almost useless.


    Slowly, she sashayed to the bed and got under the covers. As soon as she was In the bed, I was on


    her, pinning her to it with my body and her arms above her head.


    "Did  you ask me to stay to seduce me?" I asked, staring intently into her hazel orbs.


    A sly smile curled her lips.


    "Is it working?" She was finding it funny.


    "Yes but it''ll take more than that to get me, baby"


    Without waiting for a response, I trailed my hand down her stomach to her navel, circling it with my


    index fingers. Her body shivered from my touch, her breath quickening.


    My hand slipped down to her crotch and flicked her clit. She gasped in surprise but I pulled away,


    pulling her back to me and wrapping my arms around her waist.


    "Go to bed, it''s gettingte" I muttered into her hair, kissing her head.


    Releasing a sigh of satisfaction, I rested my head on her shoulders and inhaled deeply. With my eyes


    closed, the long-awaited sleep finally came.


    When I woke the next morning, the first thing I noticed was the heady scent of Rhea''s arousal. I


    snapped my eyes open instantly to see she was still asleep. I stared at her for a while till I heard her


    moan my name in her sleep. A wide grin overtook my face.


    She was having a wet dream about me.


    Time to make it real. I concluded.


    Slowly shifting their alluring body from mine, I slid down her body and spread her legs open. The sweet


    scent of her arousal was the first thing that hit my sensitive nostrils. Then, my eyended on her


    glistening pussy. Her pussy was dripping with her juices.


    I couldnot take it anymore. Eagerly, I leaned in and flicked my tongue against her clit. Her legs shook


    from the pleasure, a moan escaping her lips. Through her sleepy daze, she grabbed onto my hair,


    holding me down.


    I gave her a slow sensual lick from her opening to her clit before slipping a finger into her. As soon as


    my finger was coated in her juices, I brought it out and ran it on her clit, making her whimper. When I


    took my finger away, I sucked on it,pping her juices from my finger.


    Next, I crawled up to her body and whispered to her ears?


    "Dreaming of me?" This time around, my hand traveled back to her clit and rubbed it hard till she jolted


    awake from the intense pleasure then I removed my hand.


    "Good morning, baby" I greeted, my eyes glinting with a smile on my face and a promise of more to


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