[COMPLETED] 18+⚠️: Contains mature and sexual content // enemies to lovers
"I hate you." I repeated as I continued to walk toward her, causing her to touch the closed refrigerator with her back as she backed away. "I hate you so much that sometimes...
"Stab the body and it heals, but injure the heart and the wound lasts a lifetime." - Mineko Iwasaki
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"Wake up, bitch." the muffled words finally pierced through my dream.
How strange, I had dreamed that Harry and I had been blindsided in the parking lot of the hospital where we had visited Layla and then pulled into a van, and it felt so real.
Wait, was I just called a bitch? And it definitely wasn't Harry's voice, I'd recognize it out of thousands.
Fuck, don't tell me it wasn't a fucking dream.
Suddenly I felt a punch in my face, yep definitely not a dream the pain was too real. I snapped my tired eyes open, my eyelids felt heavy and I immediately felt the right side of my face swell from the strong blow.
"Shit." I groaned painfully, I still couldn't see clearly and my head was spinning.
It took a few more seconds until I could finally make out something of my surroundings. But I couldn't identify the place where I was, where the hell am I?
"Finally," scoffed a woman's voice, annoyed. "The princess is awake!"
I blinked a few times until I could recognize the face of the woman in front of me. Shit, I know her. Her blonde hair was tied up in a high braid and a few strands hung loosely in front of her face.
She is part of the Kiwi clan and thus belongs to Kaiden's inner circle.
"Wendy, isn't it?" I asked in a strained voice, because I hadn't spoken in a while. My face hurt when I spoke, apparently this wasn't the first blow I had taken in the last few hours.
"Someone remembers our last meeting," she said with pursed lips. "But after all, as a CIA agent you're trained to remember details like names and stuff, so excuse me if I leave the praise aside, yeah?"
"As if I need praise from someone like you." I replied coldly, I straightened my body and with a quick glance down I registered that I was once again tied to a chair.
Fucking fantastic.
But the place was different this time, it was cleaner and more illuminated. Was I perhaps in their headquarters? I don't think that I'm underground.
"Ashely Ashely Ashely, still as arrogant as the last time we met, huh?" she snapped as she walked around my chair to inspect me.
