Stay calm, stay calm, stay calm. I chanted in my head as I looked at him a few feet from me. He was speaking to his brothers and to me he sounded very far away due to the drums in my head even though he was in ear range. He told me to wait here and I was more than glad to. I couldn't stop looking around, dead bodies everywhere. The scene was deeply disturbing. It was a wonder how I haven't thrown up yet.

I looked at them, Lachlan seemed to be  spitting out instructions and lecturing the one who looked the youngest of the giant Vikings looking men. Even though he looked like the youngest he still had a darkness to him just like his brothers and he looked scary when he wasn't complaining about his older brother killing more people than him. I properly looked at them. Gorgeous, sinfully beautiful. Even I had to admit that.

"That's the lass. Jesus."  I tried to focus the moment I realized their subject had come to me. I didn't want them deciding to end my life while I zoned out, I'd like to lie to myself and say I had a fighting chance.

"Quite the sight."

I watched the Viking man say something with so much darkness and intensities in his eyes in his native tongue, I didn't know what he said but it sent a shiver down my spine making me gulp.

"Understood brother." the one with a lighter shade of green eyes said.

They all had different coloured eyes but the green in their eyes was constant and strong. Anyone could tell they were related. I could see the brothers' curious gaze on me except for two. The one with blueish-green eyes and the other with dark green eyes. They both seemed familiar with me even though I had never seen them before.

"Isla these are my brothers which you will properly be acquainted with another time." he said beckoning me to come closer and so I did.

"I've met the beautiful lass." the one with with blueish-green eyes said smiling at me. If I hadn't seen him murder so many people I would have thought he was a normal person. Lachlan raised a brow at him saying something in his native tongue causing the blueish-green eyed man to chuckle. I didn't like how I was excluded but I also strongly felt like it was for my own good.

"You made that clear brother. I saw her a few days back sneaking out of the house, very fast on her feet. The lass got under Kayla's car, held on and rolled off once the car was out the gate. T'was quite a show." they all looked at me curiously but what was going through my mind was how I slipped. How did I not see him. I should have been more careful of my surroundings. Maybe it was because my emotions got the better of me thinking Lachlan was a murderer, I had to learn how to control my emotions. They were my biggest weakness.

"We are yet to speak about that." he said even though I avoided looking his way I felt his stare on me making me uneasy.

I opened my mouth to say something but decided against it feeling Lachlan's cold demeanor.

"Nice to meet you all." I said nervously peaking at them, but mostly keeping my gaze on the man next to me. In return I got a couple of nods and some smirks here and there. Very bothersome.

"Finish it. " Lachlan said nodding towards Lucan.

"I want his head hanging on my wall by morning." he said.

"Aye." Lucan nodded, the calmness disappearing and a look of determination and excitement flooding his eyes.

Before I could comprehend what was going on, Lachlan gently pulled me along making me walk quickly next to him because of his strides as we exited the building. The silence between us was killing me. I felt like he was plotting something sinister in his head. I was scared. At this point he was honestly scarier when he was quite. I was afraid of even breathing too loudly as he lead the way.

Where was he taking me. I couldn't just blindly follow him or allow him to take me anywhere. I didn't want to but I was scared to speak.

"Lachlan." I said stopping, he was leading me towards a sleek car which was now a few feet from us. I wanted to go home. And I obviously couldn't go to Anele's house because I feared he might follow me and that would immediately put her in danger. I had to go to my new apartment that Anele and I got when I decided I was going to stay longer than expected in Ireland. We haven't spoken to Serenity about it but I hoped she would respect my decision.

In our spare time we bought new furniture and moved some of clothes there, I just didn't have enough courage to leave her and go live on my own as yet. She didn't want me to leave but I knew I needed to. Plus I wanted to stand on my own two feet. She didn't like the idea but she respected it, she also moved some of her staff there because she claims she was going to end up living with me anyways. I don't think she got my point but I didn't mind her popping up every now and then I just wanted to have something of my own.

I was planning on moving there at the end of the month but I guess that will have to change tonight because until this whole thing with Lachlan blows over I will not be visiting or going anywhere near Anele's mansion. I would rather die than put her life in danger. Tonight made me realize just how much Lachlan didn't have a problem taking lives. He stopped, looking at me. I shivered a little from the cold and his stare.

I watched him speechless when he took of his suit jacket and put it on me. It was big on me even though I hated to admit it, I immediately felt warmer. A chivalrous murderer. That's a new one. His scent washed all over me, and just like that as I closed my eyes I couldn't help but pop them open because of the sound that the womans neck made when Lachlan had carelessly snapped it. It rang in my ears. I bit my lip taking a step back from him. I wanted to take it off but that would probably make him mad. I didn't want to see him mad.

I need to keep myself in check. Right now I was just in a state of shock. I needed to get myself together. I couldn't let this man bully me into following him.

"Thank you." I whispered. I watched him open the door for me, I looked around before looking at him before looking at my heels. Dammit.

"Get in the car." his deep accent coated voice said after looking at him and the door for too long.

"Can we just wait for a second please. Where are taking me. Please don't make me get in the car I'm scared and everytime I see you staring at me I feel like crying. Please just let me go home." I said my voice wavering, he used his hands. His bare hands. Just like that. Oh my God. He was probably going to kill me. He was probably taking me someplace far where no one would find my body. He knows I saw everything and that meant I was a threat to him and his brothers. I didn't want to die.

"Are you going to kill me because if you are that's a horrible thing to do, Sir- Lachlan I know you might feel like killing me but I promise you I'm a great person, my friend says I'm the nicest person she has ever met. We can be like distant friends if you want, like never talk to each other or see each other but you will know that you will always be in my heart. Just please don't kill me and drop me in some ocean because that's usually where all these-"

"I'm taking you to eat." he said. I couldn't figure out what he was thinking, he seemed amused though the lightness in his eyes felt foreign, I was happy to know my break down was amusing him. Asshole. Once I start rambling it's hard to stop.

"Food- I don't-"

"I'm not asking, now get in the car." he said his voice stern leaving no room for argument. I was afraid of getting in the car but I was more afraid of pissing him off.

"You promise-" the look he gave me made me gulp and shut up. I slowly got in the car and hoped I wouldn't be dropped in the sea come morning.

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We were back at the restaurant where I was suppose to meet up with Liam. Tears were literally at the back of my eyes and now I felt even worse. We were the only ones sitting here and I noticed there was only one waitress serving us. I wanted to ask questions but Lachlan didn't seem to be in the mood he made sure I knew that I was never leaving the way I did the last time I spent a night at his gigantic estate.

I didn't miss a beat in agreeing with him. The man was a force to be reckoned with. When we got here, after his very few words that more than got the message across clear, he ordered some food for me and told me to eat. No questions asked. We have been sitting here for more than ten minutes, he knows I didn't eat prior because he was staring at me the entire time back at the party. It was hard sitting across him.

Don't think about it, don't think about it. I looked up at him. His eyes catching my interest for the moment. A perfect distraction for now at least. My mind wondered to how dark they got as he took the lives of so many people but I quickly roped myself back. They were beautiful. They say the eyes are the windows to the soul of a person maybe they were right because it didn't matter which kind of green his eyes would change to either light or dark there was still warning and darkness in them.

The green inside them could be as dark as the dark leaves of a tree only found in the deep depths of forests but also they become the lightest of green it's was almost transparent. Hypnotic.

"You have beautiful eyes." I whispered looking at the dark specks inside them. It wasn't necessarily a compliment I was just stating the truth. Murderer or not it didn't change the beauty and rarity of his eyes.

"They change colour." I continued. A blue eye colour was one of the most normal eye colours to have because of the lack of melanin in the eyes, and brown was also very widely spread, if you take away the melanin inside a brown eyed person's eye, you would get blue. Then there was green, green was different only a few people had it in the world. And his changed from dark green to light green, it was fascinating for a second I almost forgot who he was staring at his eyes which were currently a dark deep green.

"Thank you love." he said looking at me making me cough choking on air when I realized I was practically oogling at him. I needed to stop but if I stopped then I would end up in trouble.

"I like hearing your voice, why are so quite all of a sudden?" he questioned, he was right and maybe it was because now we were together under different fucking circumstances. I felt anger bubble up inside me but every time I felt it I remembered the way he snapped her neck and the euphoria in his eyes. This was really fucking with me.

Choose your battles wisely.

"You are a giant viking man who just snapped a woman's neck with eaze, sitting a few feet from me, not only that but you killed a lot of people tonight. I don't know what to say. Um - what's your favorite colour?" I finally concluded, not believing the words coming out my mouth. The deep chuckle that rumbled through his chest made me shiver. Is this what we doing now shivering at murderers, I can't help it. He is so f-ing-

"What were you doing at that party?" he questioned. It was weird how I wasn't creeped out at the fact that I was the only one eating. He was just sitting across me a drink in front of him as he watched me. He made sure I was eating. I had no appetite but I ate what I could. I didn't have the luxury of a choice.

"A friend of mine invited me there."

"Your mates last name."

"Zungu." I stated.

"Did you grow up in Ireland?" I asked even though knowing the answer.

"Aye." Damn. His thick accent was strong and proud as he uttered the one word that had me catching my breath. Okay maybe I was a little fucked up because my body shouldn't have reacted the way it reacted. I should be ashamed but I'm not I'm just truly disturbed that I reacted that way. I think it was the way his deep strong voice said it, his thick accent dripping off the word.

No.

"W-what's your favorite colour?" I repeated before clearing my throat. He now seemed calm and light. Almost normal. Almost.

"I've never had the time to think about colours."

"What-"

"That's enough questions for tonight. Eat. " he said ending the conversation. I was tempted to ask why he was killing people but decided against it. The less I knew the better.

"You are staring."

"You are beautiful." he said, I felt as if he was staring into my soul somehow invading my privacy. The intensity in his eyes when he said that scared me. I shuddered looking away from him. This couldn't possibly be happening to me. This can't be real.

"Thank you." I said. I almost jumped when I saw him stand. I felt like an ant sitting down while he was standing up.

"Come here." he commanded. I noticed he did a lot of commanding instead of asking. I carefully stood up and walked to him stopping a few feet from him. I watched him swiftly pull off his tie before unbuttoning the first three buttons of his shirt making me take a step back. I had no clue what was going on.

He then took off a chain from around his neck. It was a long silver chain, the chain was the body of a long dragon with two heads meeting at the middle at their mouth holding a hammer. I noticed his family seal on the hammer with alot of curvings. It was beautiful in a dark way. The chain is not something one would just up and wear. I noticed it was the same as the gold ring he had on one of his fingers.

I had asked him about the seal on his ring when we properly firstmet, he told me it was his family seal.

"Come closer." he said, I felt my heart drop I didn't want to but he wasn't asking me. I took in a deep breath before stepping closer making sure I still left some space between us. Lachlan pulled me closer by my waist running out of patience.

I watched him frozen as he put the chain over my head. The chain ended just at the start of the valley between my breast. It felt mentally heavy to me at the moment because why would he make me wear his chain, why would he give it to me. I knew I wouldn't like the reason. Everything was happening way too fast for me grasp.

I wanted to shoot my questions at him but I knew that If I asked him today, I would mostly make him angry and my goal right now was to not make the man who easily kills people angry. It seemed like a simple enough task for me but it was proving to be harder than I thought.

"You will never take this off. Do you understand." he said holding my jaw in his hand and making me look at him. His eyes held a dark promise. I felt like I was about to sell my soul to the devil.

"Yes I understand." I placed my hands on his hard chest feeling like I was about to pass out.

"Please take me home." I whispered I was done eating anyways, I don't think I could force myself to eat anymore.

"That is not your home." his chest rumbled as he spoke causing me to remove my hands from his hard firm chest.

"What you have in mind is called kidnapping. You can't do that." I said furrowing my brows.

"Do you think that would stop me love? " he asked leaving me speechless because honestly he would do what ever he wanted. I could see it in his eyes he was daring to say otherwise. A tear slipped down my face, my lips trembling. This was it. He was going to take me and than kill me, but why give me his chain then.

At the back of my mind I had a suspicion but I just convinced myself that I read too many books. I think the one where I ended up dead was the most realistic one.

"Please." I whispered.

"I will take you to where you currently reside for now, that is not your home. Home is with me." he said his hand still on my cheek. He made sure I was looking at him. My breath wavered as I found difficulty in breathing. He can't possibly do that. I couldn't get any words out of my mouth. This night just keeps on getting better and better.

I had to sit down and think, anger will get me nowhere even though it would sure make me feel better if I was to tell him to go fuck himself. I don't have the strength or the courage to do that right now. I just wanted to go home and sleep. I was tired. I needed to think about my next move.

"I-I'm done eating can you please take me hom- can we please go." I asked. He looked at my plate, I guess he was content because he didn't disagree.

I watched the waiter walk towards us, my mind spiraling when I saw that he was about to pay for my food. I quickly took out my card from my purse. I wasn't about to let him pay for anything, not just because of who he was but because I've never felt comfortable letting any man pay for my food neither did I ever take a liking to it. There was nothing deep about it I just always paid my half and expected people to understand.

"What are you doing?!" he asked his voice deep and dark whilst staring at the card in my hand.

"I'm paying for my food." I said my voice strong and firm even though it almost came out as a whisper, I wasn't planning on backing down. He looked insulted. I didn't undertstand why. It was like I offended him or something. When Liam and I went out for breakfast he was fine with me paying half and so was every other man so why can't he.

He didn't even speak he just took the machine from the man not listening to me his face emotionless. I felt offended.

"Lachlan this is the 21st century and I can and want to pay for myself. I'm sorry if that bruises your man ego. "

"Over my dead fucking body. " he said looking at me intensity his eyes holding promise. Fucking caveman.

"Lachlan I - "

"You will never pay a single cent around me. Don't ever do that ever again. " he said seriously. I inwardly rolled my eyes. He had no right, no f-ing right to do that but Lachlan wasn't the person who considered others opinions, is what I've come to learn. It was his word and that was final. I didn't want to, but I would have been a fool to push him any further. I do wish him luck with that.

Just as we were about to leave his phone rang, I watched him answer it realizing everything he did seemed so planned out and sophisticated in a way.

"Tis' done? " I couldn't hear the person on the other side.

"Aye." I looked anywhere but him.

"Tell the rest, I'll be there in ten." he said ending the call.

I watched him make another call which only lasted a few seconds.

"Sorry love something has come up. I will let David take you home but I will see you tomorrow." he said kissing my forehead. I felt my stomach flip and relief flood into my veins. Thank God he wasn't taking me home. At this point I didn't even want to question how he knew David I just wanted to go home. I've been around him for way too long and I was proud of myself for not crying a lot in front of him.

We waited for a few minutes before he lead us outside to the car. I felt bad for David that he had to be driving me at this hour. I could have just took a cab but I didn't want to spend any more time with Lachlan. He opened the door for me before seeing me inside.

"David." he said nodding at him. David seemed quite familiar with him as he nodded back, slightly bowing his head for some reason. I was curious. He kissed my forehead, wishing me a goodnight before closing my door. I watched the review mirror as David drove off, he didn't move, with his hands in his pants pockets as he stared at the car until we disappeared from his sight. I still had his suit jacket around me yet I couldn't bring myself to take it off.

"David I'm sorry you had to work this late." I started.

"It's no problem Isla." his English accent evident in his words. I was just glad he was now calling me by my name instead of Miss Khumalo.

"I don't mean to be forward Isla and I shouldn't be saying this but I would advise you to keep your distance from the O'Sullivans, they might do a lot for the city but they are very dangerous people. I don't want to see you get hurt. " he said. I appreciated his advise. But I think it was a little too late for it.

"How do you know Lachlan? " I asked hoping I wasn't intruding in anyway.

"My brother worked for Mr O'Sullivan." he said quietly as he drove into the silent night. Rain started to pour over the car making me sigh. I would probably end up sleeping on this seat. I loved being in cars when it rained. It brought a sense of peace to me.

"Tonight please take me to my apartment." I didn't want any chance of Lachlan knowing where Anele stayed.

"In what business exactly?"

"-My brother was in the Irish Mafia. The O'Sullivan's run it and... Mr O'Sullivan is the head." this night literally just keeps getting better and better. I chuckled looking at him. He looked at me from his review mirror confusion on his face before his eyes widened when they got to the chain Lachlan gave me. I was eager to ask but I knew I wouldn't like the answer and I think I've had enough shit for tonight.

I kept quiet for the rest of the ride it was a long drive because my apartment was further away from the restaurant than Anele's house was. I blocked out every thought telling myself I would deal with it tomorrow as I listened to the hard rain pouring heavily down on the car. My eyes were getting drowsy but I managed to pull myself together. I didn't like driving but I loved being in a moving car at night, the rain was just a bonus. Maybe God saw how horribly my night went and decided to lighten my load with this rain. Either way I was grateful for it.

When we finally arrived I got out of the car before David could get the door for me. I didn't want him to get wet and walk in this rain. I was confused when he followed me.

"Just following orders." he said answering for the confusion on my face.

"Lachlan?" I already knew the answer but I couldn't help but ask.

"Yes Miss Khumalo. " the way he addressed me raised questions in my head but also reminded me of how my sister decided we would go by our mothers last name instead of our dad's a few months after they died.

"Come on David we have come a long way together for you to be back to calling me Miss Khumalo." I said a little hurt.

"The chain around your neck changes everything." he said, I felt as if his words had a double meaning but I was too tired to continue asking questions. I kept quiet for the rest of the way. I was glad when we finally got to my apartment. I thanked David and wished him a goodnight before heading inside.

For a second I closed my eyes and leaned against my door, the banging against my head getting worse. I took some pills for my spinning headache before taking a shower and passing out on my bed. This was too much even for me.

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I'm doing this thing where I'm trying not to add another story to one story just like in His Dark Mercy but it's so hard.

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Tell me what y'all think.

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