I have been kicked in the gut by Trinity Stone once again; I would love to say that I have never felt pain like this, where in fact, she has made me feel this way one too many times.
Trinity is, well, the woman does not think half of the time. One would think that she would have outgrown her tantrums by now, yet she still manages to prove me wrong. There truly is no dull moment when I am around her. But I wish that she would just pick the right type of moments to get excited about.
But no, Vic Stone waltzes into my engagement party, and with one whisper, my fiancé is just gone; just like that, and I find myself single once again. Am I just doomed to be alone for the rest of this goddamn confusing life of mine? Well, it appears that it might be the future that I am looking at.
Though…I have a fucking great idea.
Now, I am going to run this one past Mason here; I am sure he is going…well; let us see how it is going to take this.
“So, Mason,” I stare at him with a rather wicked smile on my way too fucking happy face; he does not even give me a second to finish what I want to say.
“That look,” he points at me while waving his finger in the air, “That look tells me that you have just come up with a shit idea that is going to get us all killed.”
“I won’t say killed,” I only but shake my head at him. “Perhaps torture and then killed.”
Well, as the word torture leaves so elegantly over my lips, I watch as his body cringes, yet, he still entertains me for a second longer, “So, what is this brilliant idea?”
Ya, wait for it…
“I am going to kidnap Trinity.”
Ya, wait for it…
“Are you fucking crazy?”
I only but chuckle at him, “No, I am dead serious. If Vic does not want her to be with me, then I am going to make her.”
He steps one step closer to where I am casually sipping on a cup of coffee, with only but…one…two…three…the flat of his hand hits the back of my head.
“What the fuck? You know you just smacked your boss?”
“Well,” he raises his voice only a pitch higher. “My boss is being an idiot.”
“Your boss is going to whack your ass just for slapping him, and then he is going to whack you again for calling him an idiot.”
He only bursts out in a fit of uncontrollable laughter, “Only stating the obvious. Why don’t you just speak to Vic, like two grown men?”
“Ha! Did you just hear yourself?” I practically choke on my coffee, “Vic, a grown man? The only thing grown on him…”
“God, I beg you do not finish that sentence.” Then he stops for a moment; as he runs his hand through his hair, he starts to speak again. “Why don’t you just accept that you and Trinity are not meant to be.”
Well, that is immediately where my temper snaps; how can he, and in fact, Vic think and even dare to say that we don’t belong together. WE DO. We just have a bunch of fucking assholes that keep coming in our way.
I WILL NOT GIVE UP ON TRINITY.
And if it means that I need to take her away against her will, then that is what I am going to do. I know the moment that she steps up and becomes the goddamn Queen that our relationship will truly be doomed. Even if I were still her bodyguard, I would never have stood a chance to be by her side. Perhaps, it is true then; we are just not meant to be.
Fuck that.
I will take Trinity.
And I will fucking kill Vic if he comes as much as near to me.
So it is with a new determination that I look at Mason, “We are doing this.”
He wants to protest, yet, “When are we doing this?”
“I need to survey; I want to know each move that her new bodyguard makes.”
Ya, and that sets my body on a whole new wave of anger; she has another man with her by her side. I know he is supposed to be protecting her, yet, I know how flirty she can get; she is probably already turning the goddamn man wild.
Fuck.
Me and my head.
“Let’s go,” I grab my coat as I walk past Mason, “I want to know every move that every fucking asshole in that house makes.”
I have officially gone on the brink of insanity.
Whom the fuck kidnaps his fiancé, well ex, but she has not yet returned that ring. So in my book, to me, she still very much belongs to me, and I am going to claim back what is mine.
So, ya Vic, I am coming for you. Let us see who wins this round.
Now, this is how it is about to go; I know the weakest point in the Stone Mansion’s defense; we shall sit under cover of the rain and watch how every man goes. Knowing Vic, he has increased his detail. Though there is one thing that the man forgets, that Colton Cruz and his men are the best that you can get, so whatever he has roaming his grounds must be a bunch of idiots.
But right, now the idiot seems to be me. As we come rolling down the road at an incredibly snail’s pace, we dim the lights and turn off into the side road that runs past the left wall of the Mansion. There is a little side gate that has been bolted up and has not been used in years. Well, that is what Vic seems to think, this idiot has a key for it, and it is very much not bolted anymore.
What makes this even more perfect is that you can see the windows of Trinity’s room from here. So with careful fingers and as soft as a whisper, I unlock the gate, and both Mason and I slide through and go hide behind one of the lush green bushes, giving us a full view of the grounds both front and back.
There appears to be a light on in the room outside the back where I stayed; well, I can only guess that it is Trinity’s detail, and he most probably finds himself in there, for as I glance up to her room, I can see it is all pitch dark.
And this is where we remain, “Mason,” I softly whisper. “I count two at the back; I am going to guess that is without her bodyguard.”
He glances over the front lawn, “There is about five here, and I see one at the gate.”
Fuck.
Is the man expecting a goddamn war?
Well, in fact, he is, for I am the one that declared it.
Now the question begs, “How many are inside the house?” Mason asks as he tries to lean in to see the front door.
“Well,” I get that wicked smile again. “We can always go check.”
“What did I say about being fucking crazy?” Mason tightens the grip of his gun as one of the guards comes extremely close to where we are hiding. Then he speaks again, but his words fall on death ears, or should I say no ears at all, for I am much to his horror, climbing up the terrace that will give me access to Trinity’s room.
With somewhat of a trembling ass and a reminder to kick myself, I slowly creek the door open. I stop…
I wait for an inch of a second.
Nothing…
Then I slip through, looking from right to left, clearing the hallway before making my way towards Trinity’s room. As I slide my back against the wall, with each room I pass on my left, I sneak my head in…
They are all clear…
But then I hear the rumble of a voice coming from down the end of the hallway.
As I am about to raise my gun…I see Mason come into sight. He only but mumbles at me, and I can see the clear anger build in his eyes, “You are going to be the damn death of me. What are you doing?”
“What does it look like?”
“God, please don’t tell me that you are going to take her now?”
I only but ignore him; with a soft flick of my wrist, I take the doorknob in my hand, and ever so slowly, I push the door open. As Mason watches the hallway, I slip into the room.
And there she is…
She is lying in nothing but her red panties, fast asleep. Her skin is glowing underneath the rays of the moon that is sneaking through the open windows. I can smell her scent that is radiating from her body. I watch her chest, those beautiful breasts, rise, and fall as she is slowly breathing.
My heart stops. I cannot breathe. I miss her so much already. It is with determination to just feel her skin that I move once again, as soft as ever, over to the side of her bed. I have to fight the most incredible urge to touch her. If she screams, then I am fucking dead. So I just remain within my distance and watch her as she sleeps.
She might be the ice princess, but she is still my princess…and I am going to take her…I just need for her not to scream.
I know exactly what I must do…
I am standing next to Trinity’s bed; it is far into the evening; she is fast asleep and has not even noticed a presence next to her. The woman can sleep like a rock, but if I am going to grab her, she will most certainly wake up screaming. And that is the very last thing I want, is for Vic and his men to come storming in here.So, I will abandon my attempt tonight; I will be back tomorrow evening again with a plan in mind. For now, I need to return back home and make preparations to, well, very most, unfortunately, keep Trinity from ever leaving my home.Ya, I have gone fucking crazy.But I have no idea how to keep her from running away from me. If she comes willingly, she will only stay what is a few days before she makes her way back home again.Now, before I slip out of the room, I leave a little something, just to scared the shit in her that I was in her room while she was sleeping.As I finally sneak out of the room again, I have a very
Fuck.Trinity is not in her bed.Where can the woman be?So I spin on my heels and slowly creep my way up to her bathroom. As I turn the corner and creak the door open, it is completely empty. In fact, it is so empty; none of her things are in here anymore.Fuck.They have changed her room.I knew I should not have left that goddamn rose on her bedside table.With nothing but disappointment, I move back to the center of the room. Glancing at my watch briefly, I see that I am fast approaching ten minutes. I cannot be here longer than the time I have allowed. But there is no way that I am leaving without Trinity tonight.And that is when I make my next decision which I might regret.But this is a great time to reflect back a moment. I have said this before; I shall say this again. I need to step back and remind myself why I am doing all this crazy shit. I need to allow myself to remember that it is all for Trinity. What ma
I have just stepped over the line of what one can only describe as insanity. Perhaps even one can call it as an obsession. Whichever you want to call me while I have Trinity slumped over my shoulder shall define what my actions will lead to today.So it is with her elegant body, which is yet so light as a feather, that we slip back through the door at the terrace. After handing her gently over to Jax, we make haste to get our fucking dumb asses back into the car. I need to get back home before she comes too again. And god, I am dreading that moment when she does.Now I am fully expecting a tantrum, yet I want to believe that she will be relieved and perhaps even a slight bit excited. But as far as for Vic, the man is now truly going to come and kill me. Well, he needs to find me first.I cannot fucking believe I did this!Have I gone completely mad?Trinity Stone is truly, no matter which way you look at it, but this woman has been my undoing. Not
Ya…All I can say is…DUCK.My princess has just flung a glass towards my head.“Whoa, princess. Do you want to kill me?”“Yes,” her voice comes through as nothing but an angry rumble from her chest. “That would be a good place to start.”“Princess, please, you need to…”She immediately stops me dead, “I need to go home. You cannot keep me locked up.”Well, I can, and I will.And yes, I am still sounding very fucking crazy.So I take the risk and move closer to where she is sitting on the edge of the bed. Much to my own horror, she immediately moves away. She surely does not think that I will hurt her. I am only trying…What the fuck am I actually trying to do?I don’t think I thought this through past taking her and locking her up in a room. Perhaps I should let her go for what I am doing is somewhat cruel. The Colton I kn
Revenge is sweet. Guilt is a bitter pill to swallow. A man scorned is a lethal dose of chaos waiting to erupt.I will lay waste to all that crosses my path; my plan set in motion is not yet done, for I have one true wish I want to achieve as I stare at myself in the tall mirror on the far side of my room.This is what my life has come to, a ruthless man that shall do anything he sees fit to reap justice and reward.And who else wants justice, or should I say revenge, is Vic Stone. He only had but four words for me.YOU. ARE. FUCKING. DEAD.Well, I think we did determine that a while ago already. We have just cemented that it will not become a true reality. I do not think there is any man that hates me as much as Vic. To think that I once looked up to the man does bring a slight sting to a heart that has grown completely cold.After it takes a cold heart to lock up the woman you love. Now do not get me wrong, I do feel remorse, and I know wha
It is with somewhat of a heavy heart that I make my way back to the kitchen. I know that what I have done might have ruined my relationship with Trinity for good this time. I wish I can say that I am in my right mind, where in fact, all I have done is gone fucking crazy. The Colton I knew before would have never done such a thing. I guess I was foolish to think that love does not change a man. Well, perhaps it has only turned me into this way.And with this in mind, I start to consider what the right thing from here on will be. Am I going to let Trinity go, or am I keeping her here with me until she comes to her senses? But as things stand now, she will never want to come close to me again.While I enter the kitchen is see Mason standing there with somewhat of an amused look on his face, though he does seem too concerned as he turns to me while I grab a bottle of water from the fridge and stand opposite him.Ya, the man is about to say something clever.&
To say that I am not feverishly mad shall be an understatement. I want to lay waste to all that I see in front of my eyes. I want to rip everything by the seems apart. God forbid the one that shall cross my path, I shall tear their skin off, each layer by layer until they are but only bone.And as for Trinity, as I enter the room again, the mere sight of her repulses me. It burns a hole through my heart just having to face a woman that I have given my all to, and now she wants nothing to do with me."Princess, please, can we talk?""Colton, get out!"Her voice rumbles in vibration as she demands for me to be gone, but I leave her with one parting thought."You will never get out of this house, so best you get used to it. You can push me away for as much as you like; I am not going anywhere.”With that, I leave the room, shutting the door with such great force that the paintings along the wall vibrate.As I descend the stairs and
The deafening sound of a bullet snapping from a barrel has brought a sting to my ears. It has left the room with nothing but dead silence, with air so thick that it is near impossible to breathe. Have I achieved what I have come to set out?Well, no.And it fucking annoying.I was mere seconds close to blowing this man's brains all over his marble kitchen counters when his bodyguard decided to make an entrance, and with one rather sloppy hand, he managed to miss my shoulder by only inches.Taking my stance, I look at him with only but a smirk on my face. "You are going to pay for that.”I watch as he stands only but a few inches away from me, with hands by his side; I hear the most hideous laughter coming from his mouth. “Oh, what are you going to do, Cruz?”His eyes seem wild with fire; there is a fury and determination behind them as he starts to close that gap between us. He is going to ram me, and god, he is going to ra