Sorry for any grammatical errors.

I woke up this morning feeling tired. I had nightmares last night about him. I wasn't surprised, even as the images of last night flashed through my mind this morning it turned my stomach upside down and I had started puking my guts out, while I cried my heart out. It wasn't a good combination but now that I've cried it out I felt much better. Refreshed. Still disturbed but refreshed.

I sat on my balcony the whole morning after taking a shower, just sitting for the morning breeze as my mind ran wild with the wind that brushed again my skin. I didn't cry anymore I had got all the tears out of my system. Or so I thought. When thinking about Lachlan proved to be nothing but a headache, I decided to try writing. Also a dead end. I just ended up looking at my laptop my hands on the necklace he gave me and my mind beyond the clouds.

This was the part where I wished I knew someone who was a detective or something just like in the movies. The protagonist majority of the time had connections. Someone in The Hawks would be well appreciated at this time. The internet didn't have anything I could actually hold when I looked up the Irish Mob or the O'Sullivan's. I wanted to know who-what I was dealing with. It was clear that Lachlan O'Sullivan was no human being.

I thought back to Anele and I's conversation early this morning. I didn't do well with keeping things to myself neither did I tell anyone else my business aside from my sister, of course and Anele from time to time. But some things just needed my sister. I didn't tell Anele anything about last night, I needed her save. I didn't want to risk ropping her into this. Me, myself and I would have to do, the problem was I knew nothing of the sort as I mentioned before I've always had my sister.

I had questions. I had a lot of question for the Viking brute but those questions meant I was digging a deeper hole for myself. I would like to think the less I know the easier it was to find a way out. Knowing too much about the mafia never got anyone anywhere let alone freedom. This is what I chose to go with last night. I would rather ask about his origins than his blood smeared hands. I didn't want to make it my business. But at this point it seemed I didn't have a choice.

Now I could act clueless and convince myself that he would never come back but I knew better. I'm sure he would be back to check on the condition of the chain that hung around my neck. I haven't taken it off. I wouldn't dare take it off, I had to find out the weight of it first before I of course make any stupid decisions. Even if I wanted to speak to Lachlan I didn't know where I would find him. I don't quite remember where the gigantic estate was exactly. I just remember the rush of adreline that coursed through my brain as I sped the car away from that place.

Maybe Anele would know but I didn't want to raise any suspicions with her by asking if she remembered where the man we concluded to be a murderer lived. It was too risky. I didn't have his cellphone number, I basically had nothing. I had to fish him out. I didn't like that idea, I had a feeling he wouldn't be pleased and I would prefer to do any other thing than make the crazy man displeased with me. But at this moment he seemed like the only person who would put my mind at eaze.

Anele and I spoke about the normal events of last night. When I told her what I did to Liam I could tell she also felt sad for him. I didn't try calling him again today after blowing up his phone last night before I had entered that party. Anele said she would fix it , I was afraid to ask how. I had contemplated on calling him this morning but decided agaisnt it. It was clear that the Viking man thought he had some bullshit claim over me so I didn't want to risk his life.

I didn't think Lachlan would kill him at worse he would probably hurt him but killing was like a walk in the park for the man so I didn't want to take the chance. I couldn't afford to take that chance. I would just be gambling with his life. And this alone was killing me. Because as I stood outside my balcony with the phone in my hand wanting to call Liam, not being able to made me reliaze how much I liked him. Like I like ,liked him. I couldn't believe it neither could Anele.

When I told her how I felt, about liking him. She needed me to elabortae I didn't blame her. This feeling I had wasn't a normal feeling for me so to feel this way about someone was astonishing. It just made me want to call him more and apologize. I knew I hurt him and knowing that hurt me. More than I expected. I felt like shit, worse than the gum at the bottom of a shoe. I just wanted to make things right but I concluded his life meant more to me than this feeling I had.

I didn't want to have to think for Lachlan as I did now because I might always be wrong, I didn't know him that well to be able to predict his actions. I couldn't stop the thoughts of myself thinking maybe if I met up with him and spoke to him my mind would be at ease. It was not just about my mind being at ease when I am under stress or under a lot of pressure depending on the situation everything becomes slow and irrelevant. I hardly function properly until I face my problem.

Then there was the other part telling me I would get more than I bargained for but I already knew that. It was telling me I would be driving myself into a deeper hole. I was most afraid of that. I felt stuck and unsure. I didn't know which decision to make and of all times this wasn't the time to be indecisive.

"Nx."

I hated being cornered.

My eyes looked up at the door as I heard the sound of someone unlocking it. I quickly made my way effortlessly behind the side of the couch as I peaked at the door. I didn't want to take any chances. If it was Lachlan I prayed he would think I wasn't here and hopefully he would leave. Now that he felt so close the plan was miserable failing. I didn't have anything either than the couch to hide myself and one of the bedrooms would be too far. I felt relief wash all over me when I saw Anele walk in humming making her way to the kitchen with bags.

"Isla." she shouted as she unloaded the bags placing everything where it was suppose to be.

"Right here I was just looking for my earing." I said quickly plopping up with a smile on my face. She smiled at the sight of me pausing for a second. She seemed trouble but she was desperately trying to cover it up.

"Get dressed we have plans today." she said heading to the fridge opening it and taking out some water. I watched her drinking it afriad and mentally too tired to ask. I had way too much on my plate to be playing around.

"Where are we going?" I asked sighing as I sat down on the couch and looking at her.

"Road Trip." the moment those words left her lips I softly groaned sliding down the couch. I could feel her roll her eyes. Before I could say no I thought about it, I needed to clear my head. I needed to be outside the walls of this apartment. Being in here wasn't doing me any good because I couldn't even focus enough to write, maybe after our little trip when I get back my mind will be clear. Maybe I will have a solution by then.

"Maybe we could stop by the beach. I feel like the beach today." she said more to herself than me heading towards my room. I knew there was close to nothing in her room so whatever she was in search of would be in mine.

"Do you have any bikini's here?" she asked from the other room. They were in one of the many drawers from my closet I had in her house.

"No. Just the one swimming costume, my bikini's are at your place." I replied. I don't even know how it got here but when I was looking for something to wear today it caught my eye, I don't even remember placing it with my underwears. I had a very slow morning today.

"Why do you still have it if you barely wear it." she asked, she wasn't shouting and I could clearly hear her going through my things.

"I do wear it." I simply replied.

"No you don't, you think everyone will judge the fact that you have a fat punani." she bluntly said making me close my eyes for a second before opening them.

"Thank you very much for that Anele and when I wear it I always wear it with my shorts so I don't understand your point." I said.

"You are too grown for a swimming costume. And I don't understand why you are embarrassed ab-" silence filled the apartment as she stopped talking I didn't have time to question what had caught her attention at the moment rewarding me with silence and an end to this conversation. This wasn't the time. I bought the swimming costume in one of our trips, I really liked it and I wasn't going to not buy something I really like just because people would think I was too old for swimming costumes.

"Embarrassed about your fat heaven. That's a whole feast. Matter of fact a blessing. I'm sure Lachlan felt blessed staring at it for the first time." she said.

I hissed as a shiver ran down my spine at the powerful thought I couldn't stop as Anele's voice rang in my head. I remembered the look on his face when he had parted my legs, he had easily taken off my panties while he was carrying me upstairs. He had stared at my vagina for a while with a look I would never forget, the possessiveness in his eyes had made me scared. I shivered once again ridding my self of those thoughts of him eating me out until I begged him to stop. It was hard for my body to forget the pleasure and pain he brought me in just one night.

I didn't see the need of saying anything back, I dropped my hand realizing I had started playing with the necklace yet again. My brows furrowed as I looked in the direction of the bedrooms. There was something bothering Anele. I didn't miss the way her voice got high and wavered when she said Lachlan's name. I wasn't rattled about her previous statement because at times we always joke about serious matters, but this time it was different.

I watched her walk out of my bedroom with my swimming costume and two pairs of glasses in one hand and in the other there was a small bag which I recognized because it was mine. I wondered what she decided to put in it because I left it empty. I watched her walk to the door and open it for me signaling with her hand for us to go. I looked down at my attire for a second before looking back at her and sighing. I complied walking out the door and watched her lock it.

"So what's in the bag?" I questioned as we walked to I'm guessing her car.

"You will see when we get there." she said as we reached her car. We both got in and she started driving. The road of course was filled with cars but not a lot this big town wasn't that cramped it was something Anele and I liked. It was like a breath of fresh air. It was kind of like home and that was if you lived at the rich estate but when heading in town you were lucky if you wouldn't be stuck in traffic, you just had to know the morning rush in order to drive peacefully.

I also had to admit that there was no place like home as Anele drove through the silence of the road I thought about home. I missed seeing the amazing spiced up cars that were always a sight that belonged to Indian and coloured people who would blast their 'qom' or 'amapiano'. The sleek expensive cars that black people didn't want anyone to touch. I kind of missed that but I did like the silence at this moment. I needed the silence.

The silence in the car as the car zoomed through the road with soft music in the background was also comforting. But my mind was now on Anele. She was way too quiet and she looked troubled as I was.

"Are you okay?" I asked looking at her.

She nodded looking ahead. Anele and I don't lie to each other, we hardly ever lied to each other and she just lied but I respected her so I would give her some space because if I pushed then I would be a hypocrite because somethings I told to Serenity only. Even though the silence between us was soothing we were both in our own worlds.

"Mason has been blowing up my phone." she started breaking the silence.

"Which one?" I asked watching her.

"What do you mean?"

"The colored one, the Indian one or the black one. " For sometime I thought she maybe had a thing for Masons and I held an intervention for her when she was starting to talk to a white guy named Mason. It was mildly disturbing how she was so obsessed with name Mason.

"Coloured one."

"After so much time. Really?!"

"I know. That's what I said." she said chuckling.

"-I've made it perfectly clear that I was seeing someone else and that I wasn't interested but-" I raised a brow at her as she suddenly kept quiet. This wasn't the time to speak about this and she knew it. I knew she wanted to tell me something else but she was deflecting. We could speak about the Masons at some other time but now wasn't the time.

Silence filled the car once again aside from the soft music in the background as I averted my eyes.

"I have something to tell you."

"Does it have to do with the fact that we are going out of town?" I asked looking out my window enjoying the air.

"You don't even know this town that well to know that we are driving out of it." she said.

"You know better than to say that."

"I know but it still doesn't make it any less annoying but I guess I get a point for it taking you so long to see." my mind was rattled. I needed to get the better of my emotions.

"I spoke to David I know everything."

"Then you know that it's not a wise decision for me to get out of town." I said sighing.

"Isla you are in danger. I can't just sit back and do nothing."

"Anele. We can't just -"

"This is the Irish mafia. Isla the Irish mafia! Anything in that mob or anyone to do with the Mob we don't even look their way."

"I know. Not to mention the head."

"What?! David did not mention that.-What the actual fuck Isla of all the dangerous men out there you just had to hit the psycho jackpot." She said her breathing picking up. I held her hand telling her to breathe the car was slowing down. I told her to pull over but she refused. We did this until she calmed down.

"I know and to think I wasn't even looking." I replied sighing after some time as I rolled my eyes smiling at her red face.

"It's not funny." she said as she pulled over, her shoulders gently slouched as tears rushed down her face. Instantly my heart tugged at her.

"It's okay Anele, It's all going to be okay." I said hugging her. I felt like someone was painfully squeezing my heart as I listened to her cry.

"How is it that you are in fucking trouble with the head of the Irish Mob and yet you are comforting me. You always do this. " she said still crying.

"Don't worry I will figure something out."

"This is the Mob Isla I can't help but worry. I don't want your body to end up at bottom of the ocean. You are my sister I can-I can't lose you." she said trembling as she sobbed looking at me. Honestly the thing that Anele and I hated about having in common was we were both very emotional although Anele was a different breed when it cane to emotions. In her head everything seemed to be dramatized.

I hate seeing people cry because then I start crying especially Anele. I blinked away the tears. I had to make sure that I was convincing enough, even though I also wanted to cry as the reality of the situation seeped in but I couldn't. I needed her to be assured I would be okay. I didn't want her to worry because of me. I needed to be strong for her.

"I don't want that too but you need to stop crying Anele and just trust that everything will be okay." I said half smiling at her.

"I just love you so fucking much and we haven't done enough together. We still need to build matching Mansions and warn our future husband's about marrying us before our wedding day and then plan the births of our children so that they can be best friends and then boom we have generation after generation of bestfriends. " she said making me cringe half way through the sentence.

"I will not be planning a pregnancy with you, I love you but no. I remember objecting to everything you just said when you pitched it and I said I would think about the neighbors thing." I said shuddering causing her to snort and laugh making me laugh.

"I love you Isla, I'm panicking because I've heard of the Irish mafia here and the O'Sullivans. What are the fucking chances that the O'Sullivan you meet is part of the powerful family but then again it's not that common of a surname. That surname carries a lot of weight and respect around here. I've been living here for a while now and I've heard what they do when crossed. It's not pretty. I just thought it was rumors but I realized it's not because when that surname comes up everything becomes serious. I don't want you around those people.

"I love you too. "I simply said hugging her once again. Her words were wearing me down and making me more worried but I couldn't let her know that.

"Didn't you hear what I just said." she asked.

"I did. I just really want to hug you right now and tell you how much I love you. " I said making her keep quiet and sigh into my arms. I didn't want her thinking about this. She is already trying to do something rash.

After a whole of peaceful fulfilling silence in each other's arms she started the car again.

"I thought I made it clear that we are not leaving town Anele."

"I know, I know but just give me time, it feels like we are giving up. It just feels like we are letting the Viking man win."

"Why is he still the Viking man."

"Just because we don't like him anymore doesn't change the fact that he is a beautiful specimen. That's probably how he lures his prey." she said. She sounded calmer than before. I liked the fact that she wasn't panicking anymore.

"Anele I haven't known Lachlan that long but what I do know is that I never want to make him angry. So please let's not make the powerful Viking man who murders people angry." I said seriously.

"I-" she stopped as the police lights behind us flashed. We were asked to pull over. I watched quietly as the officer asked for her driver's license. As she pulled out her driver's license I noticed our passport. I couldn't help but close my eyes. I can't believe she thought we could leave this country. There were too many things still not known and I didn't like taking risks that concerned my life.

I watched their exchange. I didn't know where to start as I looked at her. The officer had asked us to stay parked at the side of the road. Now that I realized it there was a airport not far from us yet she let me believe that we were going out of town.

"Anele were you planning on taking me to the airport or out of town?" I questioned wondering why we were still detained at the side of the road.

She sighed before looking at me.

"We were going to an airport but not the one close to here. "

"Anele you will turn this car around and I will think of a better way to come out of this alive, we are not doing this." I don't think she understood how much I feared him. There was just something in his eyes that made one want to dissappear.

I watched her nod her head looking defeated. I honestly was surprised, I knew she must have something else under her sleeve because Anele could never just let things go like that. She called over the police officer asking him why exactly we were still here, I zoned them out as I touched the mentally heavy necklace he gave me going over everything. Everything felt so surreal. I concluded I was very unlucky. Of every single man in this freaking country Lachlan is who I chose.

We sat in silence as we swem through our thoughts. We were too lost to speak. I was getting irritated at sitting in this car though, I just wanted to lay down and sleep. I needed to sleep of today's events. After another twenty minutes of sitting here and watching Anele asking the officer how long every now and then a sleek black car parked not far from us.

I don't know whether I was just losing my mind or it was the fear of my thoughts becoming real but my stomach suddenly dropped. I hadn't even seen who was in the car but I had a feeling. I should have known but how could I have. I probably shouldn't have zoned out when Anele was speaking to the officer, but I didn't have that kind of power at the time. I was afraid of underestimating Lachlan.

I watched him come out of the car in one of his expensive suits. I cowered at his presence. I could feel the dominance and power radiating of him in waves, it was overwhelming. I couldn't take my eyes of him. He didn't acknowledge the police officer as he came to my side of the door my heart dropped to my vagina. Not stomach, my freaking vagina. He didn't seem pleased.

What scared me is how calm he was even his eyes though dark were calm. He opened my door not uttering a word and I took that as my que to get out. He didn't even speak, he didn't need to. I was afraid he was angry. I couldn't read him and that made me antsy.

Anele seemed dumbstruck but I was also no better. He stood not far from me as he looked down at me. I was trying so hard not to run, that would be a dead end but my mind couldn't help it. I pressed myself against the car needing more space between us. Lachlan was scary as fuck.

Before he could say anything, I felt the need to explain myself.

"W-well my friend- I. I'm sorry, it was stupid and it will never happen again. I was just scared and took a chance, I shouldn't have even thought about it and I'm sorry."

He then looked at me his face emotionless then moved to open the door of his car for me.

"Get in the car. " I looked around, weighing my options I knew I had none but I wanted to feel as if I had a choice.

"What about my friend?"

"My brother will take her home." he said from his tone I could tell he wasn't going to speak again. I only now noticed his brother in the driver's seat of Anele's car. Anele was now sitting quietly in the back her eyes solemnly on me. I watched as his brother nodded at Lachlan before starting the car. It didn't sit well with me but I didn't have a choice.

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