SEX WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ-Chapter 257

- KILLIAN -

I let out a sigh, staring out my window. A new day has just begun and I cannot say I am excited about it. My blood bubbles with uncontrolled fury and hunger. Hunger for the blood of my parents’ killer.

The days are drawing near, and I am counting the time limit given to her to run. And I hope she runs far. Far enough that I am given the splendor of hunting her down. Because I sure enjoy a little game of cat and mouse, especially when the mouse dies at the end.

I hear the sound of a door opening and I raise my brow, churning my head to the side slightly. I know who walked in.

He is walking to me right now.

“Ready to tell me who the stalker is?” I ask, keeping my attention out the window. Yesterday, Liam got to the car where I waited for him yet hasn’t said a word about who it is yet. I don’t know why I feel like he is gate keeping something he’s not supposed to and it vexes me because whoever it is made me ignore my lover when she was right in front of me. That person is also the reason I haven’t contacted her yet because I don’t know if my phone is being traced. I don’t know if my movement is too or I would’ve gotten a new one and found a way to be in touch with Hazel. I just want to keep her safe.

“It’s no one you should worry about, brother.” Liam mutters. “Not yet, at least.”

For some reason, this stirs my blood even more. I let my finger flick my zippo open. Both my hands have been dug in the pockets of my pants before he arrived here. “Is there something you’re failing to tell me, Liam?” I ask, my voice cool.

I know my brother way too well to not catch the signs. He knows something. And he is purposely not informing me about it. It is his sick way of keeping me safe and basically letting me discover it myself to figure out how I want to handle the situation at the right time. It is his way of ‘protecting’ me. That is not the kind of protection I need from my little brother but I’ve learnt not to complain.

Liam turns to face me. I did not avert my gaze to notice him turn, I just felt his body movement. He places a hand on my shoulder then squeeze slightly. “Somethings are best not known too soon, Killian.” Liam mutters. I spare him a gaze. He has a sick, wicked smile on his face and there is a psychotic gleam in his eyes.

This makes my brows furrow.

“But if you must know, the spy was Asami.”

I grit my teeth. Asami?? I want to strangle that bitch with my bare hands. I want to watch her die, gasp for air and struggle beneath my grasp in a futile attempt to save her life.

I let out a sigh. Is this his way of enraging me even more? Does he want me to take this out on our parent’s murderer? My jaw clenches.

“What is your aim, Liam? I can’t read you.” I murmur to him in a controlled tone. My ears catch on the metallic sound of the zippo. It’s relaxing.

“When the time is right,” He begins. I nearly shove his hand off my shoulder and yell at him to cut the crap and be direct with me but I choose not to and exercise patience instead. “And you’re faced with your sickened reality,” He continues. “Choose wisely. I will follow your lead. Always.” His grip loosens on my shoulder and he takes a step back. His hand brushes down my torso.

What does he mean? I want to ask but I know he won’t tell me. My free hand clench into a fist in my pocket.

“Life for us is a curse.” Liam says, sighing. “It is almost as if we weren’t born to be happy.” A chuckle escape his lips, prolonged and loud like he was hiding his pain. I watch my brother laugh like a maniac before me in silence. I wonder what he knows.

Liam clears his throat and straightens his shirt, standing upright. “I am heading out. If you need me, I’ll be at a club. My usual.” He utters, turning around to leave.

I stretch my hand out to grab his arm before he gets the chance to walk past me. My fingers dig into his skin covered with his sleeve. “If you were going through something bad, you would tell me, right?” I am concerned. As far as I am concerned, Liam is my only blood. I cannot afford to have him suffer under my nose and I would rather die if it meant him living a happy, fulfilled life. I would sacrifice my happiness for his. I am the oldest and I would suffer for him. It was my duty since I lost my parents. He is my responsibility and I want to keep taking care of him, even in old age.

A scoff echoes in my ears. “When have I ever not come to you, Killian?” It is odd hearing him refer to me by my name. We almost never call ourselves by our names. He lets out a sigh. “My heart bleeds for you, brother.” He finally says. “It fears for the future you’re bound to face.”

I cannot understand this man.

“Liam.” I call softly. “If you are ever faced with the option to betray me to save yourself, do it without hesitation. I would never hate you for it. And neither should you hate yourself for it,” I let his hand go. “Because you are my brother. And I love you.” I add. I don’t know what is troubling him but I just need to add this in case this situation ever occurs. I would never betray my brother, even if it means losing my life but I would never want him to choose me over him. Because I want him to live.

“Don’t spout nonsense, brother.” He grins, looking up to face me. “We’re in this together, always.” And that fears me. “We live for each other and die for each other.” A knot forms in my chest but I don’t argue. “And if you ever think my grief for you would be due to my betrayal again, I will punch you across the face.”

This makes me chuckle slightly. “Noted.” I say. “Have fun at the club.”

The deep laugh that leave his lips makes my stomach unsettle. “Worry not, I will be in good hands. Feminine hands.” Liam winks.

“Just don’t catch an std.”

Liam dips his hand in his pocket and throws some sachets in the air. It falls to the ground. I lower my gaze to the floor. Condoms. And many of it. A wavy smile forms on my lips. Such a dick.

“See you later, big brother.” He waves, his back to me as he walks out the door. The sound of the shutting door makes me exhale. I return my attention back to the window. I wonder what Liam’s display to me just now actually means. And I don’t know if I should be worried.