Page 5 of Teach Me How To Fly

“Freshen up because we’ll be leaving in two hours,” he spit out, turning on his heels and making slow steps back to the house. “And don’t you fucking dare to touch her and look at her like that ever again.”

The next moment, all I heard was the sound of his gun unloading, and the only thing I felt was the pain engulfing my right leg.

The blood started running down my calves and I could feel the warmth of it spreading on my flesh. It made me fucking smile, because I loved the feeling. I merged with the pain and made it a part of me.

I’ve done worse things to myself than this, but I was still shocked that he shot me.

I was going to get my revenge on this, but not now though. I was going to do it when he would least expect it and if until now I wasn’t sure I would hurt him, now I was certain that I would.

How dare he?

“Touch her again and the next bullet will slice through your head.” He said and loaded his gun again.

Did he think that he was scaring me in any way? Even if he would’ve shot the next bullet to my head, I would’ve come back to life to make him suffer. He didn’t know my real self, but just a tiny part of who I really was. He was going to find out, eventually.

I narrowed my eyes and pinned him with my gaze. I didn’t want to say a word to him because I didn’t want to offer him this satisfaction.

I was a merciless man, without scruples and emotions. When he looked at me, I smiled and showed him how much I enjoyed the pain he caused.

I could feel my pulse beating into my wounded flesh and my soul was dancing in a pure feeling of happiness. Pain made me happy. It reminded me of how capable I was, and Lukyan seemed to forget this.

I stepped on the blood pool around my leg as he froze in the exact same place from where he shot me. He knew I was fucked in the head, that’s why he raised me to be his best assassin.

My lips stretched into a wider smile as I passed by him like I hadn’t had a bullet go through my flesh a few moments ago. I stopped in front of him, letting my breath hit his face. He looked like he was disgusted with me, but at the same time, I sensed the fear creeping into his marrowbone.

I knew when people were afraid. And now, he was more than that; he was terrified. His face turned ashen and his scarred chin was trembling under my scrutinizing look.

He feared me even though he didn’t want to admit it.

And he should’ve thought about that before shooting me.

“See you in two hours, Lukyan.”

I walked away from him, gritting my teeth as I felt the blood that continued to flow on the manison’s floor. The bloodyfootprints that were following me were shining into the light of the sun and the only thing I could think about was Annalise seeing this.

No.

What if she saw the entire scene from her bedroom’s window? I bet she stood there and watched curiously what happened between me and her father. She might be scared and worried for me and I didn’t want her to let those feelings take advantage of her. But at the same time, I didn’t want to talk to her right now about this.

I was in a dangerous state of mind right now and it would scare her to death to see me like this.

I’ll be the last person she will be scared of.

Once I reached the hallway, I bumped into Olivia and the dread came over her face.

“Maksen!” she yelled, covering her mouth with her hands.

“Clean this mess, please. I don’t want Annalise to see this.”

And then I left for the bathroom, without saying anything else. A maid was the last person on earth I would explain myself to. I liked her, but she was too nosy for my tastes.

Lukyan was going to see my real face soon.

Actually, everyone was going to see it.

* “Idi v svoyu komnatu” means “go to your room” in Russian.

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