Four or Dead by G O A

Four or Dead

Chapter 166

I wake up in an unfamiliar place, lying on a hard, cold stone floor. A man built like a freaking grizzly bear hovers over me, and I quickly move away from him. He straightens his back, but other than that, he is still. I stand up slowly, not wanting to provoke him. His arms look like those of Hulk, and no doubt he can rip me in two in a second

The dim light cast shadows around us, but it is impossible not to notice his harsh face. He looks angry and ready to harm me. An ugly scar is splitting in two the number 919 he has tattooed on his left cheek. He is quiet as I study him, my eyes traveling down his body until it reaches his groin, and my gaze snaps back at his face. Definitely a shower, not a grower. If he were to rape me, it would be very, very painful. And all the piercings he has don't look...as appealing as those of my mates. It's funny how now I consider Reyes, Alekos, and Stefan as mine when I fought so hard against them. Them not wanting me anymore made me realize what I lost. And they are already looking for another woman

I have to stop thinking of them. At least until I am out of this mess

The man grins, making him look like the Cheshire Cat. A very big, menacing Cheshire Cat. But what really captures my attention is the color of his eyes. I would recognize them anywhere. Despite his...rough appearance, his eyes are still kind. But there is hate and agony in them as well

I get closer to him. "Prince Charming?" I ask as I try to touch the scar

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on his face with the tips of my fingers-a scar that I gave him when I tried to free him ten years ago. At twelve years old, I thought I knew everything and opening handcuffs with a knife was possible until the blade slipped, missing his eye by a miracleExclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

He jumps back before my hand can reach him. "Unless you have a death wish, don't touch me," he says harshly. "The last person to do so died."

So, he can speak

His voice is more...gruff than I expected. "You killed someone because they touched you?" If he doesn't want to be touched, that's fine, but no need to go to such extremes

"Basically, she was shoved into my arms, but yes, that's what happened

My angel hates when someone touches me, and he goes....insane, taking over my body."

"You are a Duke." Even if I try, I can't hide my disappointment. Not because he is a Duke but because he is such a cold blooded murderer

Will I be his next victim?

"Not by choice but by force. That's why my angel is so unstable because he was forced to use me as a vessel. And now we are stuck together, hating each other."

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power to force an Outcast to pick up a man as a vessel?

"T am sure you and your angel can find a middle ground and make things work. And in the meantime, can't you, I don't know, not kill?"

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He looks at me like I am stupid. "Why didn't I think of that before?" he snorts. "It would make my life so much easier."

I rub my temples because I still feel sick, and I am still battling my hangover. And my clothes are drenched in sweat and sticking to my body like a second skin. "No need to be so sarcastic. And could you, please, put some clothes on?"

He starts doing push-ups. "I would if I had any. It's not like I like running around here butt naked."

I sit on the bed. There is no need to ask where I am as it is clear I am in the facility. Now, I only need to figure out how to get out of this cell, find Fire Fly, and escape. I stick my hand in my pocket to take out my smartwatch, but it is not there, and I end up cursing out loud

He continues his exercise routine while scoffing at me. "Never thought a young lady like you would use such language."

Ah, shove it! I want to scream at him, but I refrain myself. Instead, I look around for my smartwatch. The cell is small, and except for the bed, there is no other furniture. And my smartwatch is nowhere to be seen

He stops doing push-ups. "What are you doing?"

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"Looking for my smartwatch. I am sure I had it in my pocket when I was brought here."

His brow furrows. "Your what?"

"smartwatch." He is still confused. I stop in the middle of the cell and stare at him. "Don't tell me you don't know what a smartwatch is."

"T have been here for a long time, so no, I have no clue what smartwatches are."

I sit back on the bed. "What is your name?"

He taps his left cheek with his index finger. "919."

"T mean your real name."

His eyes narrow as he is thinking. "I don't remember."

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