Page 20 of Dust to Dust

"I'm joking," Dash responded, but his eyes didn't look upturned and relaxed.

I laughed as Titan turned me and pinched my chin between his fingers, "You're not going to repeat a thing, babygirl. Even if you do, it won't matter.”

“I’m not going to repeat a thing.” I voiced in a robotic voice, and then I laughed.

"You need to keep her locked up until then," Dash added. "add a muzzle too."

I crossed my wrists and formed an x shape, "You wanna tie me to your bed, hubby? Then again, Dash's sheets are softer, so I'd rather be tied to his." I goaded. I relished watching how Titan's face twisted with jealousy.

"How the fuck do you know what my bedroom is like?" Dash growled.

Titan pulled me into his body, and my breasts squeezed almost painfully against his torso. I twisted my head to eye Dash, "You shouldn't leave a sleeping angel alone. The Devil's play things come out to manipulate things so sweet. Bees flocking to honey and Mila is just so freaking sweet."

Dash stormed from the room. "We'll talk later," Damian added as he followed Dash.

"It was nice to meet you," Cillian said. His steps were loud like thunder as he exited with Damian.

"Why are you doing this," Titan questioned once we were alone.

That was the billion-dollar question and part of my new plan.

Oh, did I forget to mention that I plotted out my next steps? My idea struck when I was trapped in my room looking at the shitty-colored cream walls.

Genius works like that; zero to sixty.

Insert the evil laugh here because the bitch is back.

Chapter 15

Nova looked and sounded like the woman I loved. But looks were deceiving. Elsa was my better part, a part that never existed before I had met her so many years ago. When Elsa died, the fragment of good she planted in my soul died with her.

When Nova came into my life, a new part of me started to come forth, a piece that was hard to describe. Everlasting love, pain-filled anger for her lies and deceit. Most of all hope; it bloomed in my chest. I would get a taste of what I had with Elsa again. As my time with Nova continued and our relationship developed, I realized I was starting a relationship with twoverydifferent people. When Nova fully acted as this new person she created, I could not see Elsa in her eyes. Nova's walls were too strong for Elsa to escape. The rare time I did see Elsa was after we made love. I caught a glimpse of Elsa when she slipped through Nova's hardened walls, and when I did, I grabbed her and held on.

At times I grew frustrated that Nova refused to let this hard edge slip, but I had to remember what she lost and what she went through. Elsa had changed and evolved to survive. I couldn't separate the two of them. I had to love them both or let them both go. The latter would never happen. Honestly, I needed Nova's strength; Elsa needed it to survive in my world.

"Doing what?" Nova furrowed her forehead. Her lips were still swollen from when we had sex. I could never get my fill of her. As soon as it ended, I wanted more. I was a drug addict, and Nova was my addiction. Now I had her in every way. I could overdose on her night after night and day after day.

"I know it's going to take time for you to realize I meant what I said." I failed once. Now I was stronger and no longer a child. I could protect her from my father, and soon none of us would have to worry about my father and his games. I'd right my wrongs and pave a new road over my sins.

The brotherhood had begun.

Her face, which had been cocky, flipped as she slipped on a mask I came to love. No longer Nova Baladan but now Nova King. Hardcore badass. The girl, I would make my mission not to tame but to ensure she felt loved and welcomed in my world. I'd give her full reign one day.

I didn't want to cage her.

I wanted to free her.

Grey eyes cast over like thunder clouds darkening to a shadowy black. Her new black hair looked like the Devil coming out to kill an angel. But I wasn't an angel and could go toe to toe with her all day. "Sometimes it takes one simple word to get someone to forgive, and you've never even uttered one of its' syllables." Nova snorted.

Did she want an apology? If I had thought that was all it would take to tame Nova and let Elsa slip out from time to time, I would apologize every second of every day. But how could one apologize for destroying a life?

You couldn't.

Sorry felt more like an insult, so I never voiced it. "You want me to apologize?"

Nova rolled her eyes; behind her tough facade was a hurt little girl. "It doesn't matter, and it's too late now. My pain runs too deep; my scars still feel too fresh. A simple apology can't take back murder."

Oh no, you're not running from me now.I pushed her, "I thought you didn't feel, babygirl? It sounds to me like those are some deep feelings." My words were like a hammer beating down her walls of lies and insecurities.

---