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CHAPTER 40

Previously:

"Well, hello there. I'm really liking your black lacy underwear your flashing up there" Israel's roguish voice announced.

And that was when I completed the plan for his funeral.

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I swung side to side in the net, when I frantically threw my limbs all over the place, desperate, to get out of the uncomfortable position.

I mean come on! It isn't like you get forcefully stuffed into a net bag and get suspended from a tree very high every day.

I managed to crane my neck at Israel who had a mischievous smirk on his face as he looked at my elevated form. I glared scarily.

"Israel." I hissed as I took in deep breaths to calm myself down. Which never helped when I just got riled up more, when he chuckled and hummed in response.

"Ge me out of here, you pig! And stop staring at my bum!" I spat and continued to throw daggers at him with my eyes, all while trying to cover my backside as much as I could with the limited fabric.

I cursed at myself. I had to wear a short dress today.

He grinned at me and covered his eyes with his palms.

"Alright" he grinned. "But how will I be able to bring you down if I have my eyes closed?"

I scoffed. "Nice try buddy. But I don't remember telling you to close your eyes. I had only not wanted you to stare at my bum. So you may open that perverty orbs of yours and help me get down" I cursed and stated my logic with an eye roll.

He uncovered his eyes and looked at me again. I narrowed my eyes, daring him to do something. And he did. He averted his dirty gaze back to my bum.

"You! Help me to get out of here!" I yelled as my face turned red as a tomato. He grinned and walked his way gracefully to the tree that I was hung from and untied the rope from the tree.

The next thing I know, I was rubbing my sore backside as I let out inappropriate curses at Israel with a pained face.

"You retarded monkey. Why would you do that?! Ow! My bum!" I whined as I rubbed my aching backside again. That man had a twitching nerve to chuckle at me and held out a hand out for me to take.

I scoffed and ignored it to try to stand on my own, only to be pulled back into the ground with another painful force.

I cursed and whined with a scowl on my face. I let out a small yelp when I was hoisted up in the air and carried bridal style somewhere in Israel's arms.

I blushed. "Put me down!" I yelled as I struggled. He grinned and jerked me in his arms as if he was going to let go.

My eyes widen. "You know what? Now, that I think about it, I'm fine with you carrying me around." I spoke quickly. He smirked

"I don't wanna risk my tailbone. You might as well will throw me down" I mumbled. His smirk widens as if he heard what I said. But thankfully he hadn't tried anything terrifying, but just shrugged as he continued to carry me somewhere.

After 2 long tedious minutes I had ever experienced in my life, Israel came to a halt at a point. I raised my right brow as I peeked open one of my eyes to look where we had reached.

Without any notice, Israel put me down. Let's just say it wasn't a nice experience.

I scowled at him who had a stupid smirk on his face. I scoffed at it and decided to ignore his narcissistic presence and averted my attention to my surroundings.

My jaw fell open when I realized to face a small vintage cottage made out of what I believed was wood. It was a two-story cottage, that had a lot of large windows with pure white railings that were carved with beautiful designs.

I faced the front door that had a burnt-wood-look that I really admired. My eyes shone like a lantern that had been lit for the first time after a hundred years.

I gasped and turned around to see Israel smi- Hold up!- did I just see a smile? Oml! What's happening to the universe. Big bad Israel just smiled! And that to was a genuine one.

"You should smile more" I advised as I admired his new look only for my dreams to come crashing down when he replaced his enchanted smile with his cursed smirk.

"I don't do that often" He revealed. I rolled my eyes and was about to tell him 'well, then you better work on it', when he beat me up and opened his mouth first.

"But I don't seem to stop when I'm with you"

My heart immediately melted. His sweet yet intense stare burned into my face as he took small proceeding steps towards me.

But I put up an act and cleared my throat and turned around.

"Wow! What a nice house! I hope you don't mind if I check it out!" I chirped a bit to quickly and pushed opened the elegant knob of the door only for my jaw to fall back into the ground.

Israel was still stood up outside the house.

The cottage was quite small but still had a warm yet cozy vibe to it. The house greeted the visitor with the view of its living room that had a 50 inch TV facing the door and a pale couch in front of it with an elite glass table in between that was pampered with a gorgeous vase and a small fruit basket.

I tore my excited gaze away from the view and averted it to the frames the held snaps of me and Israel. Well, we did have a small selfie session before when we got bored after being kicked out of the meeting our dads were busy with. I never really thought he'd keep it. I mean, I deleted the ones taken on my phone. Okay, only some.

I shook my head with a small chuckle when I looked at all our silly faces sprawled across the walls. Adjacent to the living room was a small kitchen that was fairly designed as well. On the other side was just a spot near the window where you could sit and grab a book or a cup of tea.

There were stairs on the far left corner of the room that led to the first floor that held two rooms and another door which I had no knowledge about. I could see the door from where I stood. I hadn't moved an inch, but I still could see the first floor as it was built in a way where I could see it. There were railings on the end of the floor to prevent whoever walking there from falling down to the living room.

But what really got my eyes were the fairy lights that lit up the whole house that was stapled all over.

I let out a satisfied breath.

A throat cleared behind me. "Do you like it?" Israel's voice enquired. I turned around and nodded my head.

"I love it!" I squealed. "Is this your place?" I asked when the question popped up in my mind.

I saw the horrifying sight of Israel blush a bit. Okay. Now I'm really concerned. Is the universe okay?

He cleared his throat. "Uh.. actually, this is our place" he revealed with a sheepish grin.

My eyes widen as my brain repulsed by the startling information that I heard.

"What?" I death pan. "I mean, Israel, don't get me wrong, I really love the house and you know I like you too... but we haven't even finished our first date, and we aren't even officially in a relationship, and you already are buying us a house?" I squeaked.

He chuckled and shook his head. "You take it whatever way you think this is, but I build this place for you and me exclusively in this specific place where you admire, just to spend some time together and get to know each other more... I mean, it isn't really the best idea to spend time together in one of our places or anywhere outside in the city considering the situation you are in now" he reasoned.

And that's when all the happiness got slapped out of my face when all the displeasing memories came rushing back into my brain.

I scowled and nodded my head.

I really hate that I can't even spend time with the person I like while not constantly fearing for my life. Man... I knew I shouldn't have bought those cheesecakes into their room! or none of this would have happened.

"Okay..." I spoke slowly and looked down. Suddenly my toes were really interesting.

I sensed Israel taking huge steps near me.

"Hey, Hey, Hey." Israel bought my attention when he lifted my chin up. "Don't think about it. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have bought that up. I just wanted you to know that you'll be safe no matter what when you're with me" he spoke softly.

I looked into his reassuring orbed and nodded slowly. And the next thing I know, my eyes welled up. You can't blame me, as the distressing things just hit me like a wreaking ball all together at once, and I'm a hormonal teenager.

He smiled softly and wiped my tears away and shook his head.

"It's alright come on" he encouraged me with a grin and even poked my ribs to enlighten the mood. But my body just repulsed and pushed him away. I already have mentioned this before. I'm very ticklish.

A look of understanding took over his face as he grinned evilly and neared me.

"No no no no" I chanted as I took off and ran across the cottage to the first floor , into a random room and stood on the opposite side of the huge bed. I faced Israel with a devilish smirk on the other side.

I made a frantic face and pleaded him not to do this, but he pounced on top of me and somehow managed to get me under his on the bed and caged me in his arms.

I went out of breath as he mercilessly tickled me. I hit his chest for only to bring back my swelling hand back.

I swear, this guy's made out off iron. And the fact that he's the only that doesn't get affected by my hits which pisses me off very much.

He grinned and took hold of my hands and pinned my body under him making it almost impossible for me to move.

I scoffed.

"Alright. Let me go" I urged as I struggled under him. He shook his head and grinned. I arched my brow at him.

My eyes widen when he bought his face mere inches away from me. I bought my head down on the bed hoping he does not notice my double chin. But whatever, I'm in a life or death situation light now considering the fact my heart is beating so hard like a wild animal fighting against a cage.

"Blaire..." he whispered. "I really don't know what to do with you..."

My face stayed the same. I wouldn't be surprised if he left me alone to search of me cause my face had magically turned into a tomato.

And hold up boy! That was almost the same thing he said the last time before he kissed me. Is he going to kiss me?! Oh lord. I hope not. No! I want to kiss him. Wait! I do-

I cursed myself at the silly train of thoughts that invaded my mind and bought my soul back to reality where I'm seemed to be most likely to be kissed.

The next thing I knew, his lips were on mine.

His hands loosed on my wrists and cupped my face while mine impulsively dug into his hair. His forming stubble on his face brushed against mine that strangly bought arousing goosebumps all over my body.

I moaned softly when he licked my lips seeking for entrance that I hadn't granted. Our lips molded against each other passionately until I felt a tiny jerk on my hip from his what I believed was his hand trying to tickle me. I gasped that provided an easy way for him to slip his tongue into my mouth.

In the middle of our passionate heated session, something so frustrating happened that made me want to cry out loud.

His phone rang.

I almost whined when he pulled away and looked at me in the eye. He smirked when he realized how vulnerable he left me.

I internally scoffed. I blame the hormones.

He answered his phone calmly as I sat up straight on the bed trying to fix my messed up hair as my breaths came out uneven.

I scowled at how breathless he left me even though he was still intact. Man- whore.

I scoffed and was about to get out of the bed but froze when I saw all the color drain out of Israel's face.

I frowned. "What happened?" I asked once he cut the call.

He looked at me directly and said. "Mr. Lucifer wants to see you," he said with a shaky breath. "Now" he added. I tilted my head in confusion.

"Who's Mr. Lucifer?" I asked innocently.

He sighed frustrated and looked at me in the eye.

"The person who wants to buy you"

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