"Not everything is as it seems."
~ Charlie Westmoreland

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Summer White

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There is no choice. There never was. I had thought there was and I verbalized a decision that paints me as both heartless and cruel. That's exactly what Kai wanted. He wanted Alice to see that I wouldn't save her. At least that's what he wants her to believe. He's isolating me and it's working. The thing is, I wanna be isolated. 

Kai and I both know that I can't save Alice. No matter how hard I try. She's a pawn in this game and Kai is using her against me perfectly. I don't have as many advantages as he does. I have the most to lose and I'm at a point where I don't have control over anything. It's a difficult pill to swallow, but it is what it is. I have to make do with what I have.

Kai might be winning these small battles, but he's setting himself up for failure in the long run. There's only so much I have to lose and once it's all lost, that's when it'll be a fair game. That's when he'll realize that the mistakes he made will cost him more than what he was ever willing to pay.

"I'll do it," I say looking at him. There's no hesitation or reluctance. I'm sure of the direction I'm being forced in. I'll make the most of it. I won't satisfy Kai any further by showing him any more weakness.

"Okay," Kai nods, the ends of his lips tugging in excitement. He's able to hold it back as his face becomes hard again.

"But I wanna talk to you first. Alone, and not chained up like an animal," I tell him. There's no real motive behind the demand besides wanting to show him that I can find opportunities to gain control. Not only can I find the opportunity, but I can also seize it.

"You're making a lot of demands."

"And you're wasting a lot of time for someone who doesn't have much of it." His jaw hardens and I can tell my snappy responses irritate him yet he's able to keep his composure. He turns his head slightly at the camera and nods. A man walks in and helps Alice onto her feet.

"Bring something to cover her up," he tells him before the man takes Alice out. She looks back at me and I give her a small nod hoping that it assures her. I don't know what I'm assuring her of because we all know I'm at a loss right now, overpowered by Kai in all aspects.

When the door closes, it's just Kai and me. I turn my head and our eyes lock. Goosebumps rise all over my body as he slowly makes his way over. He pulls at his slacks before he kneels in front of me.

I watch as his fingers work at the ropes untying my ankles. Then my mind wanders off thinking about how close he is. His neck is exposed and as soon as my wrists are untied, I could end it all. I could kill him without hesitation. I can feel the tug in my muscles itching to be free and get a hold of him. I don't think I've ever craved murder so much before. I'm almost terrified of myself. Luckily, he looks up, meeting my eyes and breaking the train of thoughts in my mind. I don't hide the fact that I'm watching him intently. He scans my face and a smirk grows on his face.

"You're thinking of how easy it would be to kill me right now, aren't you?" he words. His hands work at the rope on my left wrist. I try to hide my surprise and keep a stoic expression even though he's not looking at me.

"How'd you know?"

"Because that's exactly what I would be thinking," he says. His eyes briefly meet mine sending a cold chill down my spine.

"We're not alike," I state. I don't like that he referred to us as having something in common. We don't. At least not while I'm still Alice's sister. He doesn't respond. Instead, when he's done with the rope on my left wrist, he moves onto the one on the right. I remain silent. Once he's done, the ropes fall to the ground and I nurse my wrists rubbing the raw skin.

I'm too focused on the pain when Kai reaches out and grabs my hands. I stiffen at first and look at him confused, but his eyes are concentrated on my hands. I relax realizing his hold is soft as he rotates my wrist so that my palms face up. My hands rest on his palms as his thumbs caress the crescent-shaped wounds on my palms. The blood is now dry and my hands are red from the blood that smeared.

Strands of his raven hair fall over his forehead as he stares at my palms gently moving his thumb along the self-inflicted cuts. I can't see his face, but there are wrinkles on his forehead telling me he's in deep thoughts.

I can't feel his touch on my palms especially on my left hand. I think it has something to do with the dislocated shoulder and the adrenaline pumping through me from the events of earlier.

So much has happened and I can't seem to process any of it, but a part of me feels safe when he touches me like that. I can't feel it, but I want to because I can see how softly his thumb is gliding over my cuts. He looks harmless kneeling in front of me, holding me so gently. A part of me wishes this is the part of him I could get all the time.

The door opens and I pull my hands out of Kai's hold as reality sets back in. I groan as pain shoots through my left shoulder and clench my jaw. I can see Kai look at me before he turns his head to the door, but I ignore him and look at the man with a large towel in his hands. I try to downplay the amount of pain I'm in right now.

Kai clears his throat as he stands up and his employee hands him the towel. I wrap my hands around the arms of the chair and push myself onto my feet. It feels good at first feeling the blood run through my body, but my legs are numb and my head starts spinning. Splotches of black takeover my vision as I feel myself starting to fall. Before I can, Kai's large arm curls behind me and his other hand grabs my waist as he helps me sit back down on the chair. His arm slips out from behind me leaving a burning sensation on my skin and I throw my head back taking in deep breaths as I grab the arms of the chair tightly. My vision slowly clears.

"It'll take a while for your body to recover. You need to take it slow," Kai says. I feel his hand on my thigh, but I'm too weak to exert unnecessary energy so I don't say anything. I bring my head up and find Kai squatting in front of me, eyeing me curiously. Without a word, he spreads the towel across my front and I take a hold of it using my right hand, making sure it doesn't fall.

"Your shoulder was dislocated. We pushed it back into place," he shares as he stands. I nod. "What did you wanna talk about?"

I tilt my head up, to look at him. My lips part, "Sit."

His eyebrows rise at my command, but he does as he's told. I look at him sitting across from me with perfect posture. His eyes are much lighter than earlier. The physical similarities between Nick and Kai are obvious but they aren't as alike on the inside. Their internal differences are discrete. You would have to know them both very well to know what the differences and similarities between their characters are. That's what throws me off the most. I hate Nick for everything he is. His looks, his personality, and his soul, they're all demonic.

With Kai, I want to hate him the same, but I know deep inside that I don't. There is a pull between us. A connection I haven't quite figured out. It's what I think has held me back from doing what I know is necessary. Killing him. At the same time, I know death is too easy for him. I have a desire much deeper than that. I wanna make him suffer as much as he's making me.

Kai loves games just as much as Nick did. That's one thing they both have in common. I'm a product of Nick's abuse, I'm drawn towards the game. I'm already a part of it and I intend to win it for real this time. I have the most to lose and I will lose it all, but I'll make sure it's worth it. I'm gonna give my inner child the peace she deserves and get rid of both Kai and Nick. I don't know how, but I just know I will and it'll start with Kai.

"We both know you're gonna kill her. If I were you, I would've left her dead. Would've made it look like an accident. You can still do that, but you won't. You're relishing in my pain like a true sadist.

You're right. I'm not a masochist. I don't enjoy pain, I bear it." I take a stand letting the towel drop onto the damp floor. I'm able to hold myself up as the blood courses through my veins. I close the distance between us, walking towards him like if I move too fast he might react too quickly and slip out of my hands.

"I don't believe in revenge. I do; however, believe in karma. Look around the room, Kai: black walls, eerie, remnants of blood and echoes of everyone who's been in here." I stand between his legs as he looks up at me. His eyes turning dark and his jaw clenching. I bend over, resting my hands on the arms of his chair. Our faces are only centimetres apart. His cologne intoxicates my senses. I remind myself that it's the smell of a killer.

"Now look inside your mind and dig out every haunting memory you refuse to face. Sit there, feel it for a minute. Let it shake your bones, your inside to the core because that's what the rest of your life will feel like when I'm done with you.

I'm your karma. Not just for what you'll do to Alice, but for what you've done to everyone." We remain silent for a minute. Both of us feeling the intensity of my words and our gaze.

"You're right. I do enjoy relishing in your pain, but it's not for the reasons you think. A man without a purpose is just a man without power.

We're two of the same. I know this. You'll know it soon enough too. I think a part of you already knows that but you refuse to face it." His head moves closer to mine as he stands and I take a few steps back giving him room to do so. I'm standing there practically naked, but his eyes don't waver. They keep in line with my gaze.

"No one else could match me so I'm glad it's you. I wish you the best." Acceptance. He puts his hand out and I stare at it for a minute. It might not mean a lot to anyone else, but it does to me. This means he sees me as his equal. That's something Nick never did. No matter what, I was always below him. It was the same with my family. I was always below the men. I had to do as I was told and without question. I rarely had a say, but Kai has accepted me without even fully knowing me.

I'm not sure why, but I won't question it either.
It's a small win and I needed it. I shake his hand firmly. Our eyes stay connected and I swear a small smile appears on his face but it's faint and he covers it up quickly.

"So, what's the plan?" I ask.

"We'll go to the station together, in a few hours. I want to give you some time to eat, rest and prepare for the interview," he shares. "We can go over things in more depth once you're cleaned up."

"Why in such a rush? Can't we go tomorrow?"

"You've been gone for five days already. The FBI is in talks of filing a missing person report and the first place they're going to search for you is my house. The last thing I need is them showing up at my house with a search warrant."

"Right," I nod. I wonder why he waited so long to wake me. He could have woken me sooner instead of waiting until the last moment. I'm sure having the police suspect him for my disappearance is the last thing he needs even if he is responsible. I could ask him, but I'm not sure I'll get an answer so I decide to bank it for the right time.

He bobs his head before he looks at the floor behind me. I watch as he walks past me. I turn around and find him picking up the towel. He walks over to me and hands it to me. I take it. I try to wrap it around myself, but since I only have one fully functioning arm, I'm failing miserably.

"We'll get a sling for your arm," Kai says. Before I can protest, his large hands snatch the towel from me and he wraps it around my back.

"That'll be hard to explain," I say.

"We'll come up with something. I can't have people noticing you're injured and untreated."

"God forbid people see the monster you are."

"We're all monsters, Summer."

"I bet that helps you sleep better at night."

"That and maybe the women in bed," he shrugs, a smirk on his face. There's a humorous glint in his eyes as he witnesses my bored expression. I can't blame him for his remark. I led him right to it.

"Of course," I reply, monotone. Kai doesn't reply. Instead, the door opens and Alec walks in. I notice the hoodie and bag of takeout in his hand. He stands next to Kai before facing me. He extends the hoodie to me first and I take it. Then, to my surprise, he hands me the takeout.

"For the road," he says reading the confused expression on my face.

"Where are we going?" I question looking at Kai.

"We'll be staying at James' house. He left it under Alice and your name."

"What do you mean we'll be staying there?"

"We've convinced people we're in a relationship. We have to keep it that way," Kai states like it should be obvious.

"No. You've convinced people we're in a relationship. I didn't want any part in that."

"Yet you played the part and that is exactly why people are convinced."

"Okay, fine. You're using me as a human shield. I can accept that, but why my dad's house? Why can't we rent a place? We both know you can afford it." The last place I want to stay at is that house. Not because I hate it, but because it belonged to my dad and everything is going to remind me of him. I don't think I'm strong enough to stay there especially with the man my dad hated the most. I'm sure that'll only bring his soul more trauma.

"Everyone knows I can afford to buy all the housing in Chicago if I wanted to. That's not the point and we both know that. You're a grieving daughter who left for a few days so coming back to live in your dad's house makes sense." Then it clicks in my head.

"You living there makes it seem like we're in a serious relationship and that I have some sort of power or say between us because it's my dad's house and not any of your properties," I add putting everything together.

"Exactly," Kai nods. This man leaves no room for mistakes. He thinks everything through, but one thing I can't figure out is why he made it seem like we're in a relationship? It could be solely to piss off my dad, but that's too childish. That sounds like something Nick would do, not Kai.

It's hard to pinpoint Kai's exact motives, but I have a list of clues in my mind that hopefully will lead me to the answer soon.

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"Are you ready?" Kai asks. I look at him then at the police station. I take a deep breath replaying everything we had rehearsed and nod. "Good."

I watch as he climbs out and walks over to my door opening it for me. If it weren't a part of the act, I'd be less complacent with this treatment. He takes my hand as I step out of the Range and dust myself off.

I'm wearing a pair of black sweats and a black bodysuit with an unzipped hoodie overtop. Compared to Kai's suit, I look like a bum but then again, it's a part of the act.

Everything has been thought through to the T.

He closes the door and locks the car before making our way down to the entrance. He moves to my right side and his hand finds mine as his fingers knot with mine. His hand is much larger than mine and quite rough which I didn't expect. He has people to do everything for him so it's surprising he uses his hands enough for them to get like that.

As we walk, I try to keep my distance but he pulls me closer, our arms rub as we walk. I hate the proximity and I have to hide my disgust under a sombre look.

When we get to the entrance, I eye the metal detector. Kai would be a fool to trust me fully. He has his doubts and he has made sure that he can control the situation no matter what. There's a small bracelet on my ankle that tracks my location and from what I was told, has a needle inside that can be activated by a button. If I were to act out of place, Kai would press a button he carries and the needle would inject a fast-acting sedative into me.

I can't lie it's smart. It'll look like I just fainted and everyone would believe it looking at my state. Even though I ate a burger and got a couple of hours of sleep, it's not enough to keep my energy up. Kai didn't word it, but I know it's a part of his plan to keep me under his control. If I'm more focused on my hunger and tiredness, that'll mean I'm spending less time trying to figure out a way out of this mess.

Kai lets go of my hand and he puts his watch, phone and wallet down on the belt before walking through the detector. The officers then pat him down. He's cleared.

I take out my phone. Kai had given it to me because he knew this would happen. I put it on the belt then walk through the detector. It doesn't make a sound and I'm impressed. A female officer pats me down. She misses the ankle bracelet by a millimetre. Even if she had seen it, it's disguised in silver plating that's about five to six millimetres wide. She wouldn't question it.

She nods clearing me and I walk over to grab my phone. I put it in my pocket as I feel Kai's hand at the small of my back. When I look back at him, I see him looking over my shoulder at something or someone.

"Summer," I hear Henry's voice. His large arms engulf me in a hug and it takes every ounce of will inside of me not to wince.

My whole body is still in pain and the drugs that Kai gave me, aren't working as effectively as they should.

"What happened?" Henry eyes me with concern as he notices the sling on my arm.

"I hurt myself at the gym," I tell him.

"The bag must be a sight to see then."

"It was," I let out a small laugh. He looks at me sympathetically with brown eyes. Henry was my dad's best friend. They met when we first moved here and they've been inseparable since. He's currently on leave and I can tell by his casual clothes, but he insisted on meeting me today because he was concerned.

"Where'd you go?" he questions.

"Just out of town. I needed some time," I flash him a small smile. He nods knowingly before his eyes find Kai standing behind me. "Uh, this is Kai, my boyfriend."

"Oh," Henry looks stunned. "Whoa." He looks between Kai and me unable to process it. "Sorry, I just didn't expect that."

"It's a common reaction. No need to be sorry," I shrug.

"Henry and I have met," Kai says.

"We have," Henry agrees. "Not on the best of terms as you must be aware."

"I'm aware of some things," I admit.

"Of course." He takes a pause eyeing the two of us. The energy is dense around us, but I don't say anything letting it play out. "You can take a seat in the waiting area. They just wanna talk to Summer."

"Sure," Kai says. I feel his hand on my right bicep and I turn around to face me. "You'll be okay?" I look into his eyes and I can tell he means to ask do you have this?

"Yes," I nod.

"Okay, good. I'll be right here if you need anything." He speaks so softly, I wonder where he had been hiding it. Why can't he be this sweet all the time? I don't mean it selfishly. The world could use a sweet Kai, not the brutal asshole he actually is.

Before I can process what's happening, his lips meet my forehead and then he wraps his arms around me. I remain still for a second, taken aback then I realize he's doing it for show. Everyone believes we're dating so we have to act the part. I ease into the hug before parting. I flash him a smile, one that can be taken as genuine before turning around.

"Let's go," I tell Henry. He nods and leads the way as we walk through the hallways. Officers who recognize me along the way stop to give me their condolences.

"I'm sorry about James, he was a great man," Henry says after a few minutes of being alone.

"I know."

"How have you been? It doesn't look like you've been eating or sleeping."

"Not the best."

"You know I'm here for you girls. I know it's hard having no parents at such a young age. My door is always open for you guys if you ever need anything," he says. I turn my head looking at him. The light reflects off the bald spot on his head and I can see the dark circles under his eyes. He's usually more vibrant, but the recent events have dulled him.

"Thank you, Henry."

"No, really, Summer. I mean it. You and Alice are like my own daughters to me."

"I know. Were you there that day?" Kai might have thought everything through, but there was a hold even he couldn't fill. That was this time I have of being alone with Henry and my interviewers. This is my only opportunity to gain knowledge about what is actually true and what parts Kai has fabricated. Also, I can get information on what has been going on in the world since I've been gone.

I'd be a fool to take Kai's word alone. He has his motives to fulfil and lying to get what he needs from me isn't something I would pass him.

"I was," he sighs coming to a stop in the hallway. I stop and face him.

"What can you tell me?"

"Nothing under an officer's discretion."

"What about under a caring uncle's discretion?" He takes a moment to think. His head turns from left to right making sure no one is around before he sighs.

"Tell me how the details will help you."

"It'll help me move on. He was calling me that morning," I admit. I try to hold the tears back but my eyes start to water. "I didn't pick up. We fought the day before and I didn't want to hurt him more than I already had." He nods understanding my position.

"He was on desk duty so he wasn't one of the first responders. I was and when my team and I got to the shootout, we couldn't control it. One side was refusing to back down and so the other side decided to carry on as well.

My officers were getting injured and we needed more and more backup. It got to the point where James decided to come and help himself, against the Chief's orders. You know how he is, he didn't wanna miss the action.

The street was full of homeless people so we had evacuated most of the area with a few officers already injured during the process. When James arrived, he noticed that someone had left a toddler playing with a teddy bear on the sidewalk. He didn't even think before walking into the crossfire completely unarmed.

I went after him and he got to the kid unharmed. I shielded him on the way back, but when he passed me the kid and I looked into his eyes, I realized that he had been shot from behind. He fell," Henry tears up and takes a breath as he remembers the moment. My tears are streaming down my face as my lip quivers. Both of us can't seem to find the courage to look at each other.

"He must've been shot for a while because he had lost too much blood by the time I noticed. I-I tried everything, but his eyes shut– I'm sorry."

"N-no, Henry. It's not your fault," I tell him finally looking up. I wrap my right around his frame and hug him. My head rests on his chest as he rubs my back.

"He loved you, you know?"

"I know," I say, parting. I wipe my tears away and Henry does the same.

"I wanna tell you that James would have accepted Kai, but we both I'd be lying so I won't. I will say that James was never mad at you for whatever happened. We're best friends so he had discussed what had happened between the two of you and honestly, he's hated Kai for as long as I can remember. Of course, it hurt to see his daughter loving a man like that, but he never blamed you for it.

He loves you Summer. He died loving you and I never want you to think otherwise. He was calling you that morning to apologize for being so aggressive in his approach. He realized you meant more to him than anything else." I had wiped away my tears yet my cheeks were wet again.

"I just wish he was here," I cry. Even though I can feel his words, they're not fully processing. If they were, I'd be more painful than this. I wouldn't be able to move. I wouldn't be able to stand nonetheless lie to protect one of the men I hate most.

"I know," Henry hugs me. "We all do." We stay in the embrace for what feels like a few minutes and I indulge in taking in all the warmth and safety.

Is it bad to want to feel protected and loved? Is that why every time I get that feeling, it gets ripped away just as fast but in such a cruel manner it leaves me wanting to die? Maybe being protected and loved was never meant for me. That's why I lost my mother at birth.

"We should get going, we're late," Henry says parting. I nod. We start walking. "Where are you staying? I heard about the fire."

"I'm staying at dad's house."

"That's good. Do you feel alright staying there?"

"Yeah. Kai is there with me," I add.

"Right."

"I know it's not something you wanna hear, but he cares about me and I care about him. He means a lot to me," I say holding back the vomit in my throat. If I don't comply with Kai's demands, then Kai can easily blame me for whatever he does to Alice. I don't want that. Alice needs to know that Kai was the enemy, not me. He's good at blurring the lines so I have to do whatever I can to keep things clear.

"You're right, Summer. I don't wanna hear it," Henry coldly says coming to a stop. His rigid response takes me off guard, but it's not surprising. He's the last person I would expect to sacrifice the truth to keep my feelings. He's an honest man. That's what dad and I both loved about him. I nod as Henry opens a door and lets me in.

The room itself is small with cream brick walls and a metal table in the middle. I walk to one side of the table and then notice the mirror on the wall to my left. I'm not stupid. It's a two-way mirror so there must be an audience in the room next door.

"I'll let them know you're ready," he shares. I nod and take a seat at the table. I cross my right leg over the other and cross my arms waiting.

I watch the clock hung above the mirror, the hand clicks every second. I don't like police stations. I learned that when dad found me. I'm the best example of what everyone here works toward diminishing. The things I've done could give me a death sentence in some states.

Over time, I've become more prone to the environment. I've pushed my past crimes away and taken up my role as Jame's daughter so well that I was able to act as if I was normal. Today is different. To everyone else, I'm here as a Captain's daughter, but I feel like a terrified little girl with a secret waiting to be exposed.

A gang leader's daughter wouldn't be scared and so I channel that side of me. I need to be perfectly unperfected. I have to stick to the script and act like a grieving daughter and protective girlfriend to protect my sister.

The door to the room opens and I look up as two FBI officers walk in. They're both wearing their jackets so their occupation is clear.

"Miss White, I'm Tom Garner and this is my colleague Selena Boland. Sorry to keep you waiting," the man introduces. He extends his hand, but I just nod at him leaving him hanging. He nods understandingly before they take a seat in front of me.

The bright light reflects from the man's bald head and I notice that his face doesn't seem like he's over the age of thirty. He's lean and oversized jacked makes him look much smaller. He's a lot less intimidating than I had expected.

Then I look at the woman sitting cross-legged. She's wearing a dress shirt under her jacket and her long black hair is tied up into a ponytail. Her brown eyes scan me, taking in my posture and my appearance as if she's trying to find something.

I then look between the two of them. While they both look near their mid-twenties, the lady is exuding a level of confidence and assertiveness the man lacks. She's here for two reasons and one is to disguise the other. It's obvious they sent a woman in to make me comfortable, but they also sent her in because she can interpret a woman's actions and words better than a man can. That's why she's observing and he's talking.

"We'd like to start by extending our condolences about Captain James. He was your father and I'm sure that loss is devastating," the man says keeping his blue eyes focused on mine. I nod not knowing how else to respond.

"How are you feeling?" he questions. I take a minute to think making it seem as if I'm having a hard time comprehending the truth.

"I wish I had a word for it, but it's just all been so much," I breathe shaking my head. I sniff trying to make my emotions reflect physically.

"I realize this isn't the best time for questioning, but there is an ongoing investigation for finding the people responsible for Captain's death."

"People?" I question acting dumb.

"Yes. People. As you must be aware, Captain was running sting operations for years trying to collect evidence against the leading criminals of Chicago. One of them is Kai Black." I stiffen because that's what a girl in love with Kai would do. No one wants to hear that their boyfriend is a criminal... I think. "We realize Kai and you were together at one of his events, could you confirm the status of your relationship?"

"He's my boyfriend," I state.

"How long have you been dating?"

"A few months," I speak timidly. I have to show them that I know dating Kai would cause a lot of problems for everyone around me and that is why I decided to keep it a secret for so long.

"When did you guys meet?"

"I'm sorry, I thought this was about my dad," I say.

"This is," he says. I look at him confused, my eyebrows knitted.

"But you're asking me questions about my boyfriend." My reluctance now furthers my discomfort of talking about my boyfriend. It proves that it's not a topic I'm comfortable talking about because of how everyone feels about it. No girl in love wants to admit her boyfriend is hated by everyone around her.

If I didn't have to put this act up, I'd be more than happy to talk about Kai and his long list of criminal activities. The knowledge would play a key role in my revenge against him.

"Captain was killed during a shoot-out between two gangs. The Black Knights and The Black Aces. While we believe the bullet that killed Captain came from Black Knights, we must gain as much information about both parties. We believe this could have been targeted since there was a personal relationship between James and Kai." So Kai didn't lie about that. Nick's men are responsible for dad's death.

"There was no personal relationship between them," I clarify. "All I know is that dad believed that Kai was involved in gangs and his main focus during his career here was to try and gather enough evidence to prosecute him."

"We believe Kai was aware of what James was trying to do" – no shit – "and he took the opportunity to do what he couldn't do himself. The Black Knights are run by his brother, Nicholas Black and it is odd to think that two brothers would fight against each other. We believe the shoot-out was a decoy." It's a good theory. It's believable too, but not for me.

When Kai and I first met, he thought I was an assassin sent by his brother. He didn't know me well enough to try to play me at that point so he mistakenly revealed the status of his relationship with his brother that is clearly on the brinks. He wouldn't work with Nick. If he wanted my dad dead, he would have done it himself and framed anyone else. Framing Nick gets him nothing because Nick has done far worse and gotten away with it. I guess we all have.

"I'm sorry, I'm not sure I understand where I fall into all of this," I say readjusting myself in the chair to sit with legs uncrossed.

"We'd like to know how you and Kai got involved and to what level that relationship is," it's Selena who speaks. I look at her. She's been observing me up until now. Her voice is calm and clear, demanding an answer.

"My dad did not ask me to get involved with Kai to get information about him if that's what you are implying."

"Okay," Tom nods as he writes something down. "How did you hurt your arm?"

"I needed something to distract me from the news I had gotten and I ended up losing my focus and control."

"We weren't able to contact you for the past five days. Actually, no one was. Where were you?"

"I just needed time to process things so I drove a few towns over and stayed in my car."

"Where was Kai during this?"

"Here, I'm assuming."

"You two are in a relationship, correct?"

"Yes."

"Then why didn't you look to him for support at this time?"

I look at him with eyebrows kitted questioning with my expression if he seriously just asked me that. "I grieve better alone. Kai understands that. That doesn't mean he likes it, but he understands and that's why he was able to give me the space I needed."

"He was aware of your whereabouts?"

"No."

"So you left without telling him where you were going?"

"Yes. I didn't tell anyone."

"Didn't you care that he'd be worried sick?"

"He was worried sick, but I also needed to pay attention to my own needs. Being in a relationship doesn't mean I can't put myself first especially when I just lost someone that meant the world to me," I let the annoyance slip through as I speak.

"I agree. So Kai is very understanding?"

"Yes."

"What about Alice?"

"What about her?"

"You didn't tell her before you left?"

"No. As I said, I didn't tell anyone."

"Your apartment building was on fire and you still didn't contact Alice to see if she was alright?"

"I wasn't aware that had happened. I believe I left right before. I didn't use my phone up until today and I've talked with Alice."

"That's good. She's living with her boyfriend, Cole?" I nod. "Do you know how long they've been dating?"

"A few months. A little less than Kai and me. They met through us since Cole works for Kai." I give them the answer I know they wanted. Mentioning this before they do shows that I'm comfortable with the decisions I've made in my personal life and that I support and encourage Alice in her endeavours. It also paints Cole as the good guy in their eyes keeping the attention off him because I support my sister dating him.

"Right. Are you living with Kai now?"

"Yes, we're living together." His eyes grow big with surprise.

"At his house?" He questions.

"No, at my dad's house. He left it under mine and Alice's name."

"Oh. I'm assuming that was your decision?"

"It was. It reminds me of him and I think it's something I need to process what has happened. It all still feels like a nightmare." A very long and never-ending nightmare.

"Yes, of course. If you could describe your relationship with Kai, how would you describe it?" I take a minute to make it seem as if I need to pick through millions of words.

"Peaceful," I say. "Effortless. It's like we're two of the same." It's the most romantic or girlfriend thing I could come up with. It's also something Cole has mentioned about us and it seemed like a fitting response yet the officers seem puzzled by response. I can understand why. It's not often that a Captain's daughter claims she is the same as a high-profile criminal. Hopefully, it doesn't make me seem unhinged.

"Are you aware of all the controversy surrounding him?"

"I'm aware."

"Any opinions on it?"

"Being his girlfriend is opinion enough. You can conclude whatever you'd like from that," I say becoming defensive.

"Miss White, I don't think you understand the depth of this situation."

"How can I not? My father was murdered on the line of duty," I state acting dumb.

"I'm sorry. I mean about the depth of Kai and your relationship combined with the long list of criminal activities that he's connected to."

"Does he have a criminal record?"

"Uh– no."

"Then he's innocent until proven guilty," I state quoting Kai's own words. I mentally prepare myself to act as the blind girlfriend and channel my inner Maria Victoria Henao. "I don't believe rumours or controversies without fact and I know Kai. He's not like what everyone paints him to be so I'd appreciate it if you could respect that. I just lost my father and the last thing I need is more stress."

"We apologize. We're not trying to cause any more stress. It's just that to get justice for your father, we need to proceed with the investigation."

"I understand and that is why I'm here, but I feel like since you've walked into this room, all you've done is bash, Kai. This isn't about him. At least it's not supposed to be," I say with teary eyes. The more emotional I seem the less credible everything I say becomes.

"He's connected to this just as much as you are."

"What does that mean?"

"Summer, if I may?" I nod. "Kai is well known for being intimidating, manipulative, and violent. He's rarely seen with women yet he was at a public event with the Captain's daughter. It seems to be somewhat scripted.

It is our responsibility as public servants to keep everyone safe. If we don't make sure that the relationship that Kai and you have is safe, healthy and authentic, then we would fail to do our job."

"What are you implying?"

"This is a safe space, Summer so we want you to be honest. Has Kai ever hurt or threatened you in any way?" Selena takes over. Her eyes are soft, almost like a puppy's, as she tries to set the right atmosphere for me to admit what they want to hear.

"No, of course not," I sound offended.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, how could you even ask me that? Kai would never hurt me."

"Okay," he nods. He looks at his colleague and both of them share a silent exchange. "I think that's all." I nod, relieved. "Here is my card," he says reaching into his pocket. He extends the card to me and I take it. "If you ever need anything, give the number a call."

"Thank you," I say standing. I put the card in the pocket of my sweats. I might need it one day.

"My pleasure. I'll see you at the funeral tomorrow?" I nod. They stand and this time I shake their hands. Tom holds the door open for me and I thank him as I exit.

My head is down as I walk through the hallways not wanting to be stopped by anyone else. I've lied enough for today and I'm starting to exhaust myself.

There's an emptiness inside of me and my eyes start to tear up. I'm not sure why. It feels like something is missing. Something I should be feeling, but can't. I'm wiping my eyes when I run into someone who almost knocks me over. Large hands grab onto my biceps helping me keep my balance.

"Ow," I grunt. A string of pain travels through my left shoulder and arm.

"Shit, I'm sorry," the man words quickly removing his hands. I look up at him. His brown eyes are the first thing I notice and then the long lashes that touch the skin of his hooded eyes. His complexion is lighter than it used to be even though he's half black and for a second I'm stunned. I don't think he recognizes me. I hardly recognize him with all the weight he's lost.

"It's okay," I say. "I wasn't watching where I was going."

He nods. His eyes eye the sling on my arm before meeting my swollen eyes. I can't help but drop my gaze, scared that he'll recognize me.

Without saying anything, I walk past him. I'm scared he'll call after me but he doesn't. I'm relieved. My mind digs through the old memories of him.

Wynn. That was Wynn. Wynn was my childhood friend. I grew up with him. He's lost so much weight and he looks so hot in his FBI uniform. Whoa. He's in the FBI? That's the last thing I ever expected him to do because his father worked for us and it was assumed that Wynn would work for us one day too. I guess my father must have let him go for some reason.

A part of me wants to go after him and tell him the truth. I want to tell him who I am, but that would mean going back home to my family and that's not something I'm willing to do. I'm better off alone so I continue towards the waiting room where I find Kai patiently waiting with a newspaper in hand.

I stand in front of him and he folds up the paper once he sees me. He stands up and before I know what he's doing, his arm wraps around my shoulder and he pulls me into him as his lips meet my forehead. His lips are soft against my skin and I feel his touch send a wave all the way through to the ends of my feet.

His left hand then caresses my cheek and he repositions his right hand behind my neck drawing circles. His touch is soothing, majestic enough to almost make me moan.

"How was it?" he questions.

"It was okay," I admit. I'm not sure what takes over me, but I have this need to be closer to him so I open my arms and hug him. The side of my face rests on his hard chest as my tears stain his luxurious suit.

He stiffens at first and I like that I took him off guard, but he relaxes after a few seconds. His chin rests on my head as I close my eyes and listen to his heart. I know he had one. Every human has one, but I didn't expect it to sound just as normal. It's moments like these that hurt the most because I know it's not real. That he's doing this for show and I am too, but it still feels good to be hugged. It shouldn't when it's him, but it does. I don't know if he feels the same way.

"We should get going," Kai clears his throat. I nod but stay in the position for a few more seconds before I part.

I turn around and look at Henry who was waiting for me too. He walks over to us.

"You okay?"

"Yeah," I assure. "We're gonna head home. Keep in touch, okay?"

"For sure," Henry says. "Come over soon. Frankie would love to see you." Frankie is his wife. She is a teacher and one of the sweetest women I've ever met.

"We'll figure out a time," I smile. Kai stands next to me, finding my hand and enclosing it in his.

"We'll see you tomorrow, Henry," Kai says. Henry looks over at Kai, a look of displeasure flashed across his face. He nods bitting down on his tongue. I flash Henry a small smile before Kai and I head out.

Kai opens the door to his Range Rover for me and I get in. I secure the belt as I watch Kai walk around and get in the driver's seat. Reality sets back in as he starts the engine and starts driving not even sparing me a glance.

"They're trying to frame you for dad's murder. They know the bullet is from The Black Knights, but they don't care. They were more interested in our relationship and they know something's up. I think my act might put it to rest though."

"The FBI is persistent. They won't give up easily, but they don't have proof so it shouldn't be that hard. We just have to keep up the act and give no one the chance to question us." I nod. Kai doesn't say anything else and so I turn my head staring at the city as it passes by. We make it back to dad's house in about an hour with traffic.

"Aren't you coming?" I ask looking at him through the open passenger window.

"I have to run a few errands. I'll be back in a few hours. Anyway, I'm sure they're gonna send someone to stake out the house and it'd be weird if I was with you all the time."

"True, but can you trust me alone?"

"We both know what's at stake. I expect you not to put Alice's life in danger."

"Right," I nod.

"Door's unlocked," he says. I nod and turn around walking to the door. I hear him drive away behind me. Once I'm inside I lock the door and head to the living room plopping down on the couch. As soon as my head hits the soft cushion, my eyes close.

I must have been asleep for a few hours because I wake up to the doorbell ringing. I rub my eyes as I get up and walk to the door. I wonder who it could be considering Kai has a key.

When I open the door, I find a man dressed in a suit holding a briefcase. He looks to be around his late forties with quite a few white hairs on his head. His darker complexion and smaller nose tell me he might be Mexican.

"Hi, I'm Miguel an Estate Lawyer that worked for your dad," he extends his hand. I look around at the dark streets, but they're empty.

"Summer White," I shake his hand. "How did you know I was here?"

"Henry called me because I was also looking for you."

"Right, I'm sorry, I've been trying to process everything," I flash him a small smile. We stand there awkwardly before I realize I should let him in. "Come in."

"Thank you," he says. He takes a seat at the dining table.

"Would you like anything to drink?" I ask.

"No, I'm fine, thank you," he says as he sets his briefcase on the table. I'm glad he declined considering the only thing I have to offer him is water I believe. I wasn't allowed anywhere near the fridge earlier so I have no idea what we have in there.

I wake a seat across from Miguel and watch as he takes out a few papers.

"James left a detailed will. The funeral service has been set up according to his wishes, but he has left this house in both you and your sister's possession. I just need you to sign a few papers to make it official," he says. He hands me some papers and I sign wherever he tells me to. I skim over the papers making sure I'm not being tricked into signing something else. "Great. Thank you." He takes the paperback and starts putting them in the envelope. "I will mail you a copy of the papers but the house is officially in your and your sister's name."

He gets up and I do too.

"Thank you," I extend my hand.

"My pleasure and my condolences again." I nod as I walk him out of the house.

"Oh, yeah," he says coming to a stop under the door frame. "He also left you this," he reaches inside his coat and takes out an envelope. I take it from him.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome and take care," he says eyeing the sling on my arm. I nod a little embarrassed.

"Will do." Just as Miguel makes his way down to his car, Kai pulls up. I watch as he climbs out exchanging a quick hello with Miguel before he makes his way down to the door. In his hand, he holds a bouquet of white roses.

I hide the envelope in my pocket as Kai makes his way to me. His lips stretch into a smile and he winks at me. My eyes widen and my cheeks start to heat up. I'm still too shocked by his demeanour to do anything when he engulfs me in a hug. Someone is excited to be home.

"I got you these," he says when we part. I take the bouquet of roses from him and smile forgetting for a second what this is.

"Thank you," I say. He walks in and I lock the door behind him.

"Miguel was here?" He questions as he takes off his coat and hangs it on one of the chairs.

"Yeah for dad's will."

"Right. He met up with Alice yesterday," Kai says.

"Oh," I say heading to the kitchen. I grab a jug and fill it with water. Then I open up the bouquet and put the flowers in the water.

"They're stationed outside. An old black Honda," Kai shares as he stands across from me at the other end of the condo. He unbuttons the cuffs and rolls his sleeves up revealing his veiny arms. Jesus.

"Great."

"What did you do?"

"Sleep."

"Fun," he comments. "What do you wanna eat? I'll order delivery." I laugh. "What so funny?"

"You're having little too much fun playing pretend house."

"It's the most complacent I've seen you. I'd like to take full advantage," he smirks. His hands grab the edges of the counter as he leans forward.

"You are an opportunist."

"Aren't we all?"

"I guess," I shrug. "Why don't you cook?" I say as I walk over to the window above the sink and place the jug of flower on the sill.

"You want me to cook?"

"Yeah." I turn around to find Lai standing straight with his arms crossed over his chest. The shirt fits him a little tight. His muscles are trying to rip it. "I remember you make a mean breakfast. I'm sure that talent applies to every meal of the day."

"Is that a compliment?" he teases. He walks around the counter and stands a foot away from me, his hands now in his pockets.

"Reminder, I'm here against my will."

"So you're just kissing up to me then?"

"Maybe? Is it working?"

"Not at all," he shakes his head laughing. I like this. It feels normal for a second and I let myself indulge.

"Great," I reply sarcastically. "I'm gonna go shower and you have dinner ready by the time I'm done."

"I'm not the only one enjoying pretend house."

"I guess not," I shrug smiling as I turn around and head upstairs. Once I make it to the master bedroom, I open the dresser and go through my clothes trying to decide what to wear. In the end, I decide on a red Contrast Lace Velvet Nightdress.

It's a risky choice, but I've made it for two reasons. One, the dress itself is comfy because it feels like I'm wearing nothing and second, the energy between Kai and I is playful right now. I know how he gets around me and I want him to know what he's missing out on.

I take off the sling first and take my time taking off the rest of my clothes. Once I'm done, I'm careful with my left arm as I take a long and peaceful shower and wash my hair.

When I'm done, I decide to blow dry my hair since I don't want to go to bed with wet hair. It also gives Kai more time to cook dinner and God knows I'm hungry so I won't have to wait long once I'm downstairs. I mean that's if he's actually making me dinner.

I decide to leave the sling off because it doesn't go well with the nightdress. The pain is also bearable so I don't see it worsening if I don't wear a sling for a few hours.

The aroma of food hits me as I walk down the stairs and I instantly freeze taking in the delicious smell of the mixed spices. I'm not the best when it comes to cooking, but I can smell the sausage from a mile away and so can my stomach as it growls loudly. 

Without wasting any more time, I rush down the stairs and into the kitchen. I find Kai cooking, his back turned to me as he works on something in a pot.

"What's for dinner?"

"Tortellini Soup with Italian Sausage and Kale."

"We had all that in the fridge?"

"No, I ran down to the store real quick. That's why it's not ready yet."

"How much longer?"

"Ten more minutes."

"That's too long."

"It'll be worth the wait."

"Better be. What did you do all day?" I question. Kai turns his head staring at me bewildered. His eyes darken when he notices my appearance. I can see the veins in his neck pulsating and his back muscles hardening as his eyes start from my toes and up to my face. His eyes linger at my breasts the longest. "What?" I ask trying to hide my discomfort.

His lips stretch into a smile before he turns his head back around. He continues to stir the pot making me wait for a response.

"Just the usual," he says.

"What's that?"

"Checking up on inventory and business relations. Making sure everything is running smoothly." It's a vague but expected response. You can't blame me for trying.

"Nice."

"It's whatever."

"What do you mean? You don't like what you do?"

"It's repetitive."

"Good thing your other hobbies allow for some excitement."

"Maybe that's why I do it."

"Maybe," I shrug. Everything falls quiet as I watch him. His muscles flexing with every motion, I subconsciously press my legs together as I lean over the counter.

A few minutes pass before the doorbell rings. I look towards the hall that leads to the main door with eyebrows knitted. I wasn't expecting anyone. I look at Kai but it seems as if he hasn't even heard the bell ring. It rings again a few more times.

"Okay, I'll just get it then," I mumble as I get up and head to the door. I unlock the door and twist the knob before pulling the door open to reveal Alice. "Alice!" I yell and she engulfs me in a tight hug. "Ow."

"Sorry," she backs away.

"It's okay. What are you doing here?"

"Kai invited us for dinner," she says as we part and I look at Cole standing behind her. He's dressed in an all-black suit and eyes me weirdly. I realize it's probably because of my dress. Fucking hell.

"Really?"

"Yeah," she smiles.

"Well, come in," I say. I wait until they're both inside to lock the door. "Can Alice and I have a few minutes?" I hold her hand before she can follow Cole into the kitchen. He looks between us before nodding. As soon as I have his permission, I drag Alice up the stairs and into a room locking it behind us.

"Summer, I'm so sorry," she says as my arms wrap around her. The smell of her coconut shampoo takes over my senses and I take a deep breath trying to remember everything I can about her.

I part scanning her. Her eyes are puffy and I can tell she's been crying. There's also a red tint to them. Other than that, she seems to be good. There are no visible marks on her and her long blonde hair is straightened, pushed behind her shoulders. I sigh taking a seat on the edge of the bed.

"I'm sorry."

"You have nothing to apologize for, Summer. This isn't your fault."

"You say that, but it feels otherwise."

"Change your perspective and you'll feel differently."

"How have you been doing about dad?"

"It's been hard, but I don't think I've gotten to fully comprehend it with everything going on," she admits taking a seat next to me.

"Makes sense. I'm so numb. Everything feels like a never-ending nightmare."

"That's exactly how I feel," she says. "How's Kai treating you?"

"You're not seriously asking me that, are you?"

"I just wanna know if anything happened. I want you to talk to me."

"It was nothing I couldn't handle."

"What did he do?"

"I'd rather not get into the details."

"Okay," she nods. Her lips form a thin line and I can tell she's not happy.

"I'm fine, Alice. Really. I mean Kai's cooking in the kitchen. It couldn't get any better," I say trying to lighten the mood.

"Yeah," she shakes her head as if he just realized that. "Is that how you got him to do that?" she questions referring to my dress. I blush embarrassed.

"No. I just changed into this."

"Really?" She asks skeptically.

"Yes. I swear, I told him I was hungry and then told him he should cook and have dinner ready by the time I was done showering."

"Damn. Who knew the boss likes being bossed around?" She laughs. I smile. "I see both of you are having fun playing house."

"I wouldn't call it fun. The urge to kill him is still very much intact, but there's not much I can do right now.

"Makes sense."

"How's Cole? You two seem to be getting along."

"As much as you and Kai are, I guess. You and I are just two prisoners making the best of the situation."

"I've taught you well."

"Yes you have," she says leaning her head on my shoulder. "I just want it all to end," she sniffs.

"I know," I sigh. I can feel her tears. I don't move. I let her have this moment to process everything.

"Yo! Dinners ready!" Cole yells from downstairs.

"Okay, we're coming!" Alice says as she wipes her tears away. We both stand and look at the door before looking at each other. "I love you," she says. "You were the sister I always wanted and I'm glad I got you. You're my role model because I've never seen someone as strong as you. Finish this no matter what happens."

"I love you too and I'm sorry for everything. For not being able to protect you and–"

"It's not your job to protect me. It was my fault that night for taking that alley when you told me time and time again to avoid it. What's happening to us right now is the consequences of my actions so if anyone should be sorry it's me. I'm sorry."

"God, Alice," I sigh pulling her into a hug.

"We got this," she sniffs.

"Yes, we do," I smile parting. I'm able to sound a bit convincing with my tone even though I'm not sure if we do have this.

"We should go before they break the door down," she jokes.

"Yeah," I laugh. She looks around the room reminiscing for a minute before I follow her out. When we make it to the living room, Kai and Cole are seated at the table.

"Finally," Cole huffs as we head to our chairs. Kai is seated at the head of the table with Cole to his right. The plates have already been set for us and we take our designated seats. Mine is to Kai's left while Alice's is next to Cole.

Before anyone says anything, I start digging into the soup that was already poured for me. Everyone else does the same.

"How's the food?" I hear Kai ask. When I look up, he's looking at me.

"It's mediocre," I lie.

"You're joking, right?" Cole comments shocked by my review. "This shit is delicious Kai, don't let anyone tell you otherwise."

"Yes, because his ego is so fragile he needs you to console it," I comment.

"You know how to ruin a good time?"

"This is what you define as a good time?" I spit.

"Yeah, we're all getting along and there's good food on the table."

"We're hostages," I point between Alice and me. "What fucking world do you live in to call this a good time?"

"Right," Cole chuckles. He licks his lips frustrated.

"What's so funny?"

"You acting like you're better than us."

"That's enough, Cole," Kai says. Everyone has stopped eating now.

"Why? She's not a fucking kid. She's playing house willingly."

"I think you're missing the part where all of you have threatened to kill my sister if I don't comply."

"No, actually, I'm not. This dinner wasn't a part of it yet here you are. You know what I think?"

"What Cole? What the fuck do you think?" I spit clenching my jaw.

"I think you love playing house."

"Yes. I love playing house with the man who ruined my life in the home that my recently deceased father used to live in. I'm on top of the fucking world, Cole!" I rage, standing. The chair falls behind me in a loud smack.

"He's not even–"

"Cole, that's enough," Kai cuts him off, his voice much deeper and more demanding than I've ever heard it before.

"No, let him continue. I wanna know what he has to say. He's acting like he isn't having fun playing house with Alice."

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" He stands smacking the table. The plates clank and Alice jumps in her seat.

"Exactly what it sounded like," I breathe. I'm calmer now seeing his frustration.

"You don't wanna go there," he grits eyeing my dress. I don't care what he thinks. I'm allowed to dress sexy to bed for myself. I do it all the time. I will not let his male brain reduce me to a sex object.

"I don't?"

"You think I don't know about the times you almost let Kai fuck you or how you cum to the thought of him?"

"Jesus Christ," Alice mumbles. I fist my right hand and clench my jaw as I glare at Cole.

"You don't know shit, Cole," I speak through my teeth.

"I know more than you think." The roles are reversed now. He's calmer than me.

"I want to remind you that I still owe you for the last time we were here. Don't make me repay you right now." I say thinking of all the things in this room I could use as a weapon from the curtains to the set of foreign china my dad keeps on display.

"Is that a threat?"

"It won't be if you don't choose your next words carefully."

"That's enough! Both of you!" Kai stands. "The FBI is stationed outside and they can see you going at it. I don't need to remind both of you about what's at stake here."

"She's the one you need to keep in line or is her pussy too good for you to act like a real fucking boss? You're acting like a fucking servant.0 As soon as the words leave his mouth, I can see the regret and fear in his eyes.

"Cole," Kai eyes him with a deadly stare. "Take Alice home."

"Fucking hell," Cole mumbles. He looks down at Alice and she stands complying. She looks at me helplessly before they both make their way out. Kai walks them out and I remain standing in my spot unable to move.

"Why is he so convinced you and I are fucking?" I question as Kai walks back in. He looks at me, his eyes staring at my clothes and wondering as if I'm asking him why. "Besides that."

"I'm not sure. Don't take him too seriously. You know how he can be," he brushes it off.

"He sounds threatened by me. It's not a good look for any of you," I state. This makes him stop in his tracks and look at me angrily.

"We're not threatened by you."

"Seems otherwise."

"Not everything is as it seems," he says without even a thought behind it. I watch as he takes his seat and starts eating. His face is expressionless, acting as if nothing happened.  Frustrated, I turn to walk away.

"Where are you going?" Kai stops me.

"To sleep."

"You hardly ate."

"I'm not that hungry."

"You're not gonna put away your dishes?" I roll my eyes tired of this stupid game. Instead of showing him a reaction, I simply turn around and take my dishes off the table. I throw the leftover food in the trash and try to wash the dishes in the sink. It's more complicated with only one fully functioning hand.

He's so quiet, I don't even hear him enter. I'm only aware of his presence when his front presses against my back and his arm extends from my right to set his dishes in the sink. His hot breath travels down my neck and I freeze. The water continues to run.

"I wonder what Cole would do if he knew I did all this without even knowing what you look like completely naked," his voice is low, husky.

"I think he'd be more pissed," I speak just as low. His hands rest on my hips lifting my dress and exposing the bottom of my ass. Instinctively, I press it against him. He groans as his dïck twitches.

"I like playing house, Summer," he breathes, his lips hovering over my ear. I tilt my head subconsciously giving him access to do whatever he pleases. "I want to know what it feels like to be completely normal." He kisses my neck and my lips part as I feel my core starting to throb. "I wanna know what it's like to come home after a long day and have someone there waiting for me. I wanna have cute banters and cook for her. I want her to think about me as she showers and I want her to dress up for me," he breathes between kisses

"God," I moan.

"Then I want her to lie about my cooking and tell me how she hates it only to want me to cook every single meal she ever eats." His lips suck at a spot and I groan as I feel his teeth nibbling on my skin. "I want to know what it feels like not to hold back from wanting to have her sprawled on the table and have her for both dinner and dessert."

"Kai," I breathe feeling a high I've never felt before. His hands cup my breasts as my head falls back onto his shoulder.

"Do you like playing house, Summer?" his voice hums into my ear and I feel his hard-on pressing against my ass. His hands slip to my biceps and he turns me around and lifts me onto the edge of the sink.

"Kai!" I shriek, eyes wide from the sudden movement. He stands between my legs, our fronts pressed closely together. I watch as he turns off the tap before taking a step back. His hands burn, resting on my thighs. My mind is too clouded by the foreign feeling to know what to do.

"Answer my question, Summer."

"I-I wanna know what's like to be normal. To have someone excited to see me and to come home to. I want him to bring me flowers the same colour as my last name. I wanna be there for him, think of him at all times of the day and dress up just for him," I speak on instinct. I watch as Kai looks inebriated with his lustful gaze. His hands push my dress up until it's on my stomach exposing my naked bottom half.

I drop my head back as I feel my heart losing control and another beat pulsing between my legs. My hands fist at my sides trying to balance myself on the sink. When I feel his breath on the inside of my thighs, I don't look down. I'm scared of what that sight would do to me alone.

"Oh, Kai," I moan as he lands small kisses on the inside of my thighs.

"What else do you want, Summer?" he breathes, the hot air travelling to my core teasingly.

"I-I," I try to think, but it's too hard with him between legs. The knots in my stomach intensify when I feel his fingers on my clit and I shudder. "Fucking hell."

"Do you like that, Summer?"

"Yes, mm-hm," I lick my lips as he rubs me.

"Look at me," he commands. I don't. I'm scared if I look, it'll end. Let me live this fantasy out, Kai. For both our sakes. "Summer," he says. His fingers stop moving and I groan in frustration.

I tilt my head down and open my eyes. The sight makes me wetter. His eyes are red with lust and his hair dishevelled begs me to touch it. Him on his knees, a man who refuses to yield his power to anyone, on his knees for me makes it that much hotter.

"You like this, don't you? Me on my knees?"

"For me."

"Only for you," he says biting the inside of my thigh. I throw my head back moaning as he inserts two fingers inside of me.

"Kai," I moan. The darkness under closed eyes is colourful with the ecstasy of his touch. My body aches as I try to balance myself as he thrusts me with his fingers.

"Cum for me, Summer," Kai orders. I've never cum for a man before, but if this is how it feels leading to it, I want to. "You're so tight," he groans as he fastens his pace. My eyes roll back as my thighs tighten begging to close but Kai holds them apart unwilling to stop his assault.

"Kai, please," I beg against my will. I hear him chuckle.

"Please, what?" he knows what I want. I want to cum but with his face between my legs, not his hand. I clench my jaw and lift my head. There's an amusing glint in his eyes. Without a thought, I spread my legs wider. I lean forward and lead his head into my sex with a hold on his soft hair. His mouth devours me instantly.

"Fuck!" I yell. His tongue dances across my clit as his fingers continue his assault. The room is hotter than ever as my hips sway into him begging for everything he can give me. His left-hand travels to my right breast and he squeezes it hard through my dress making me groan with pleasure.

He pulls the dress down making my tits fall out. His fingers pinch my nipple just as he thrusts a third finger inside of me. Combined with his tongue, I cry loudly feeling the heavenly release as my eyes roll back.

"Fuck, Kai!" I yell as tears drip from the corner of my eyes from the amount of ecstasy coursing through my veins. My hands squeeze the edge of the counter like my life depends on it trying to anchor the sensations. It feels like I'm floating, weightless in the sky and I keep getting higher and higher.

"Fuck," Kai takes a deep breath parting from me. His fingers still inside me, become slow and he takes them out one by one until he leaves nothing but a feeling of something that used to be there. I look at his flushed face as he brings his drenching hand out from inside me.

He stands, the kitchen light casts a glow around his large frame making him seem bigger as he towers over me. His lips are slightly swollen and glistening from my juices. His dark eyes fall to his hand as he brings it up. His mouth parts, but before he can have a taste, I grab his hand bringing his fingers into my mouth.

I lick his hand clean, enjoying my delicious taste. His hand falls when I'm done, but his eyes remain still staring at my lips as I lick them. Something snaps inside of him as he loses control. His arm reaches mind my head, grabbing a hold of my hair to pull me to him. I yank my head back just in time to stop our lips from colliding only briefly brushing each other.

"Summer," he growls with a warning. I look down at his luscious lips. They're so close to mine, I can feel their softness. He tasted me, it's only fair I get to taste him too. I want to, but I've already given him too much.

And as the high wears off, I that utter feeling of disgust right in the pit of my stomach. I lift my hands and push him away from me. Pain flashes across his eyes as I shake my head. My eyes watering from realizing how far got. I adjust my dress making sure it covers everything it can.

"Summer, don't." He stops me as I try to get past him. My head down, I blink away the tears. I look up at him.

"I'm tired, Kai. I wanna go to bed," I pull the words out forcefully. They're sound almost like a whisper and I'm surprised he heard them.

"Okay," he says. I wait for him to let go, but he only does it briefly because he bends down, one arm curls around my back and the other behind my knees as he scoops me in his arms.

"Shit," I breathe as I rest my right hand on his chest. He looks down at me as he walks. I can feel my cheeks heating up from the intensity in his eyes. Our hearts are in sync pounding just deeply as one another.

His grip becomes tighter as he climbs the stairs to hold me steady. There's something in his eyes and the look on his face that he wants to say something. That he's looking for the courage to say it out loud, but as the words repeat in his mind, the stronger his fear becomes.

Say it, Kai. Why'd you do it? Why'd you let me do it? This is a sick game you're playing, but I won't back down. I will always hate you even if my body doesn't. I've learned my skills from the best, your brother. You can have my body, but you will never have my soul.

He kicks the door to the bedroom open and lies me down on the bed gently. I watch him pull the blanket up to me and I take it.

Then he walks around the bed and over to the windows pulling the curtain before switching the lights off. The bathroom light is on so it allows us to see. He opens his dresser's drawer and pulls out some clothes before heading to the washroom.

When the bed sinks under Kai's weight, I realize that I had fallen asleep. I remain still as he adjusts the blanket over himself laying on the other edge of the bed. Once he stills, everything goes quiet. Even though we're next to each other, I know we're miles apart in our minds.

I'm good at compartmentalizing. It's what allows me to get by. It's the secret to being a good manipulator. You know you're supposed to feel a certain way but you stop yourself from feeling it. You treat everything as a fact of circumstance and store things accordingly. With one goal in mind, it allows you to stay within a set of boundaries so you don't stray away. The only thing you have to remember to achieve what you want is to never take anything personally even if you're supposed to. Instead, you use that as fuel to push your next move.

A/N:

Hellooo! Hope everyone is doing well!

This chapter ended up being so much longer than I expected but it is what it is. Hope you guys enjoyed it and can't wait for you to read what happens next?

This chapter is only roughly edited so I will be going back to edit it!