I wanted to hide.

Run. Far, far away.

Why the fuck is he here?

Atlas. Atlas. Atlas.

My fucking future stepbrother.

Okay. What the fuck did I do to deserve to end up in this motherfucking hell?!

His name went through my mind. The only word-emotion-i could process.

"You."

Atlas raised a brow-almost as if taunting me. "Yes. Me."

My breathing increased. I tried to steady my hands as memories resurfaced. The car. The blood.

The pain.

The accident.

Only it wasn't an accident.

It was intentional. Deliberate.

My future stepbrother had tried to kill me.

Okay, what the actual fuck did I do to deserve to go to hell?!!

Atlas waved his hand casually at Lennox dismissing him. For once, I actually wanted the parasite to stay. Maybe Lennox could protect me from him.

His upper lip lifts in a cruel smirk as if he knew what I was thinking. "Welcome, Fallon."

He and I. Alone.

Nobody to save you now. Just like last time.

He wore a dark t-shirt and a black leather jacket donning some dark jeans. His broad shoulders and lean waist increased the already panicked turmoil inside me. Like a Greek god, he stood with his dark hair which was short at the sides and long at the top falling on his eyes.

"I wasn't aware that you were so desperate to see me. Though this seems on better circumstances than the last, wouldn't you agree?"

Then like last time I felt it. The fear.

Only this time I wasn't going to be the one to get hurt. He was.

I raised my chin and looked at him dead in the eyes. "I'd agree with you if you were significant enough for me. But luckily for you, you have someone that does. How would you feel about your daddy knowing that you tried to kill your future stepsister?"

"Kill you?" His lips curled slowly in amusement. "If I wanted you dead, you wouldn't exist right now." He paused and took a step towards me until our chests were almost touching. "And you really don't want to tell James."

"Oh really?" I forced my hand to fall to the side. Punching this bastard in the face won't do me any good at the moment. Hmmm...but maybe flipping off him would?

"And why is that? Is Daddy going to cut off your trust fund?"

Before I could even process what was happening, his hand swiftly shot up, driving my neck forcefully against the door. I let out a wince as his fingers dug into my nape.

I can't breathe.

His lips trailed over my left ear, almost threatening to bite it. Instead, his tongue darts out, licking my ear. Hot. Dark. Wet.

That motherfucker.

If anyone from Creed Hyde had touched me, or even thought of it, I would very kidly castrate them.

I brought my teeth next to his hands, ready to bite them but before I could, he swiftly seized both of my hands and pinned them above my head, leaving me immobilized.

I froze as my breasts rubbed against his t-shirt. The material suddenly felt a bit too rough.

"Do you want to know why you won't tell James? Why you won't tell anyone?"

I glare at him.

Ohh...kicking his balls right now would give me such pleasure. But I freeze at his next words.

"Because I know about Luke."

I stop breathing.

What?

How?

My chest tightened, as I could feel my break threatening to make a second appearance. Fuck no.

Almost like he could sense my inner turmoil he smirked against my ear.

"Nowhere to run to now, huh?"

"How?" I forced my hands to push his chest. "How do you know about him? About Luke?"

"Are you really in any position to make demands now?"

Fuck him, and fuck this shit.

With the intensity of my glare, he would have already been six feet under with a couple of missing body parts.

"You wouldn't do anything to him." I clawed my nails into his shirt. What the fuck? Was he made of iron or some shit? The motherfucker wasn't even flinching.

"Well, that depends on my mood."

"YOUR MOOD?!" I screeched. You motherfucking asswipe. "You are talking about hurting someone's life."

Like a snake waiting for his next move, Atlas tightened his hand on my throat cutting off my air supply.

"You really shouldn't be talking about hurting someone's life." Atlas lifted a brow, releasing the pressure on my neck. "So, you don't want me to touch Luke?"

I nodded, gasping for air.

"I won't."

"Y-you won't?" I choked. Was this monster really that easy? Not that I was complaining.

"But I'll need something in return."

"And what's that? Money?" I'd probably had to rob and steal for it but if it meant protecting Luke I would do it in an instant. But I had a feeling that is monster would ask for something worse. More lethal.

Atlas chuckled. "Oh no. It's quite simple really. I want an exchange."

"Exchange?" I snapped, silently praying on how good it would feel to rip apart this bastard's balls.

"A life for a life. In exchange for Luke's life-I want yours."

You are mine now.

He didn't have to say those words out loud for the meaning to sit through.

A life for a life.
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