Page 9 of Dust to Dust

During my months of making Titan fall for me, I started to blur the line and fall for him. Once again, I was a fool because men don't change. Titan played me yet again. Today, the anniversary of my mother and father’s death, I showed up to kill Lucas King, Titan's father. Instead, I was illegally married to Titan King, handed over in some back-ended deal by my uncle Igor who always viewed me as a bargaining chip.

Fucking hell, each man in front of me deserved the bullet in my gun. Well, except for Damian. He had yet to do me wrong, but he stood by Titan's side, and Damian's last name was King, so it was only a matter of time before his evil showed.

Who will you pick?Ghost wondered.

That's a tough decision,I admitted to her.

Tell me about it. I'm sorry, Nova.

Are you sorry?

Yes,Ghost replied,maybe your way was correct. We all go down in fire.

I laughed in my head. Ghost, we are not going down yet. We lost this battle, but I'm still going to rage war, and you know what that means Ghost? That means there are more battles to come.

Mila's father ducked out from behind the desk. I had forgotten Greg Michelson was even here. The famous lawyer for all the underworld. Michelson Law worked with the worst of the worst, and once you signed a contract, there was no backing out. That is what made his law firm so powerful. Even evil had to have order, and Greg Michelson enforced the wort of them. Since Mr. Michelson was the one who wrote up the marriage contract, it all but etched my fate in stone. I would be married to Titan King until one of us died. I should kill Michelson, but my first bullet wasn't meant for him. Plus, if I killed Mr. Michelson, that would fail to teach Mila the lesson she needed to learn. No one is going to fight your battles for you. You have to train, find motivation and fight them yourself.

With my gun aimed high, my eyes moved past Mr. Michelson as I took in the stillness of the office before I unleashed my fury. This used to be my father's office. I hoped he was watching from heaven. I might not regain control of his company, but I would claim blood as the punishment for killing my father and mother.

So now the hard decision, which King do I kill first? There was Titan, but killing him wouldn't satisfy my hunger for his pain.

Are you sure?Ghost asked.

Damn sure, Ghost, case in point, he betrayed us again, and I'm not shocked.

Wouldn't betraying us mean he killed us? He married you, Nova.

Marriage to a King is the kiss of death, Ghost. It's all the same in the end. Whether you die from a bullet or a kiss, death is death.

My grey eyes moved to Lucas King, the mastermind behind King Corporations and the man that set in motion the murder of my parents. Make no mistake, Lucas's death was coming, and it would be by my hands. However, his time still has a few ticks of life left. It's an unexpected decision I just made. I had one bullet to fire before the shit hit the fan.

Damian King lurked side by side with Titan. He stood on the edge, ready to tackle me from the side. When our eyes met, he knew he was safe. In truth, I didn't mind, Damian. He was still a mystery to me and had primarily remained hidden.Ghost, I guess you have rubbed off on me; I'll spare Damian too. For now.

That leaves one more man in the room. The man that was my maker. The Kings' might have killed Elsa, but they let her rest in peace. It was my uncle Igor who didn't let the dead slumber. Uncle exorcised a ghost from beyond. For years he trained me, thinking I was his pet that could be summoned and controlled. I remembered that day in juvie when I killed the little mouse and became the caged lion.

Now the lion was free.

In one second, I aim my gun at my uncle; right before I pull the trigger, I let my decision register in his eyes which flared wide as his mouth opened to plead. Words forever left unsaid once he realized his time had come.

Bang!

Igor's wide eyes spread even wider. Like butter being scraped over dry toast, they look just as painful as the sound of the knife raking back and forth over the hard bread. His head snapped back with a wicked jerk. Blood and brains went flying. It was beautiful as they landed on Mr. Michelson, who screamed. Seriously, the man screamed like a little girl. Mr. Michelson could dish out the pain but couldn't take it. I couldn't wait to see how he would react when he saw how I corrupted his little girl.

The room didn't erupt in chaos, but rather after the sound of the gun, it remained silent besides Mr. Michelson. Aftershock settled; Titan moved first and took a step toward me.

"Son," Lucas snapped, grabbing his son from behind. One would almost believe Lucas cared if his son died. If that were so, he'd never have sent Titan to Initiation 101. The camp that broke humans took their souls and turned them into ruthless killers.

I aimed my gun at Titan, "Still on daddy's leash, Ti," I shook my head in disgust, "I'd rather have a husband that had some balls." I goaded.

Titan grinned and stepped forward. My finger pressed the trigger with more pressure, but his eyes revealed the knowledge he and I both knew.

"You won't shoot me, babygirl," He beamed.

He was right. I had planned for this moment my entire new life as Nova Baladan, but here, with my prize in front of me, I couldn't pull the trigger.What do you think about that Ghost?

No answer. Why doesn't she answer when I need her to?

Titan began to take another step, so I did the unexpected thing.

---