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Shadow Lin and Amy
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As promised, Jace’s shower was done quickly. He came out in his boxers with wet hair and his towel around his neck. He took it and Syria’s dirty clothes and opened a closet, putting them in the washing machine before starting it and lying back down with Syria. “Which book are you reading?” He asked quietly.
“Hmm…I dunno…I just grabbed one and started reading.” She said, giving him a kitty smile. (( :3 ))
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“Eeewwww…wet. You have dog hair.” She laughed, it was the first genuine laugh she had given to him.
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“You’re silly~” She said with a smile.
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“Yes, I think that would be great~ but…What do I buy? And I don’t gots no money…”
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“Umm…okay.” She said, unsure whether to actually spend his money or not.
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“I was pretty young, probably about 8 or 9. Give or take a few months. And believe me. It was definitely not voluntary.”
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Syria’s eyes nearly popped out of her head. “WTF?!”
“Yeah…my father finds me ‘amusing.’” He shrugged. “You felt my chest earlier. It wasn’t sweaty because I’m used to being worked.” He said calmly.
“O-oh…”
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She hugged her knees. “Y-yeah…”
He cocked an eyebrow. “Then I think it was my dad. I knew your face looked a little familiar…” He said, coming close and nuzzling her. “We can stop talking about this if you want. Just know that I get what happened and that my father’s a psycho lunatic douc bag.”
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Syria yawned a bit as soon as the light went out.
Jace got back on the couch, wrapping his arms around her and pulling a blanket over them. “I promise…” He yawned. “I’m going to protect you. I won’t let him…” He yawned again. “Have you…”
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He closed his eyes as well, letting the darkness consume him.
Syria fell asleep and didn’t move after that.
Jace woke up after sleeping hours easily. He held Syria close, happy to be with her and not alone again.
She yawned and opened one eye. “What time is it…?”
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“Blech. It’s so late, but I want to keep sleeping…”
“10am babe.”
“To me that’s pretty damn late. I’m usually up and moving by 8, but I’m just too comfortable here to even try to get up~”
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“Ah, how long will you be gone?” She asked.
“Well…until…” He thought of a way to say it. “I’ll be back in time to make dinner. Finding someone doesn’t take that long.”
“Huh. Okay~” She said, not questioning him. “What should I do?”
“Uh…”He scratched his head. “I’m not sure…You could read, watch TV or draw something.”
“I could probably entertain myself for a while like that.”
“Well, like I said, it shouldn’t take long.” He got up and walked into the bedroom and got dressed for work. He put his pants and shirt on and walked down the hall, grabbing the keys from the counter. “Lock the door and don’t let anyone in.” He said, wrapping a sash around his neck.
She rolled her eyes. “Alright, I can do that much.”
“Okay.” He kissed her forehead. “Be back later~” And he walked out the door.
“Bye~” She smiled.
Jace came back around 5ish. He pushed the key in and opened the door. He looked cut up and bruised, but he had a wide smile. “I’m back. Let me take a shower, then I’ll get some money and start on dinner.” He walked down the hall, a noticeably red spot in his hair.
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“Oh, a type of monster. I guess. I’m an assassin for assassins. So I’m a kind of cop. But there’s more violence. Helps control bloodlust.”
“Huh… Cool.”
“I find it amusing.” He said walking into the bathroom. He was out about 5 minutes later and his hair was clean. He walked over to the kitchen bar and took his wallet off the counter and took $100s out. “If you could grab groceries as well, that’d be nice.” He said with a smile.
She nodded and stood up. “Alright, what do you need?”
“Here~” He tore the grocery list off the fridge, added brandy and red wine to the list and handed it to her. “Please and thank you~”
She nodded and smiled. “Okay~” She said.
“Alright.” He said, smiling back from turning to rummage through the fridge. “Oh-!” He took his keys out of his pocket. “Here ya go.” He handed them to her.
She looked up at him after she took them. “Umm…I can’t drive…”
He smiled, “My house key is on there.”
“Oh~ Okay~”
He went back to the fridge. He knew what he was going to make.
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Syria smiled and came out of the back room wearing a long dress with a red bow.
“Come sit my dear.” He had made Steaks and Potatoes. “You look beautiful.”
She blushed lightly. “Thanks…” She said as she sat down.
He gave him a smile and lifted his round cup. “Cheers.”
She clinked her glass against his, smiling back.
He downed some of his brandy and smiled over at her. “You look really great in black.”
“Thanks… You too.”
He smiled. “That’s because I spend most of my time in black.” He said, stabbing a quarter cut small potato and eating it.
She smiled and took a bit of the food. “This is really good~”
“I’ve been trained to make good food or else…” He cut his steak.
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“Oh…umm…no, I’ll tell you after dinner.” He sipped his brandy. “I don’t want to spoil your dinner.”
“Oh…okay…” She said, pretty much getting the gist of what he was trying to say.
He nodded and finished quickly. He drank the last of his brandy.
Syria finished her food as well and smiled at him.
“Movie time.” He said, getting up and untying his tie and placing it around her neck. “Go get some comfy pjs on.”
She nodded and walked into the bedroom to change.
He took his waist coat off and took his shirt off and put the pajama pants on that he had under the table. Then he put the movie in and sat on the couch.
Syria walked out wearing a pair of sweats and a semi tight pajama top, she sat down next to Jace and smiled at him.
He pulled her into his lap and turned on Paranormal Activity, then wrapped his arms around her waist. He quite enjoyed creepy movies.
She grinned, snuggling into his lap and focusing her eyes on the Television.
He watched as the camera rotated on the fan. He grinned and whispered in her ear. “Boo~”
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He snickered and held her closer, kissing her neck lightly. “Scared yet?”
“Year right. You wish you could do that~”
“I can scare you.” He said in a sexy tone.
“Oh yeah?” She asked, grinning up at him.
He grinned, “I’m positive.”
“How positive are you?”
“I’m very positive.” He laid her down and hovered over her.
She blushed lightly, looking up at him. “Hmm…well I’m not too easily scared.” She grinned.
“Oh really? Wait until you see my appetite.” He said, slipping off her pants and kissing the inside of her thigh.
Her blush flamed, but she sure as hell wasn’t scared.
He slipped his thumb inside her, pushing it in and out as he licked the sensitive bundle of nerves.
She moaned loudly, arching her back. Pleasure tore through her like wildfire.
He slipped his thumb out and put other fingers in her, biting the small bud lightly.
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“Scared yet my dear?” He murmured, kissing the bud. He stuck in another finger, quickening the pace at which his arm was moving.
“N-never.” She breathed, moaning softly. Her face was very flushed.
He smirked and took his fingers out of her, replacing them with his tongue and caressing her thigh.
She sucked in her breath and then moaned softly.
He snickered and gave a light nip to her highly sensitive area.
She moaned a bit louder, arching her back.
“You’re already wet for me…” He murmured into her. “How…arousing…” He, in fact, thought that he couldn’t get any harder.
She felt her chest tighten with need at the sound of his low, sexy voice.
He moved his tongue around inside her, looking for her g-spot.
She moaned softly as he tongued her. After trying to hold back a bit, but couldn’t at all because he got her right at that particular spot. She cried out in pleasure.
He gave a throaty laugh and pressed his tongue harder on it.
She moaned loudly, throwing her head back in ecstasy.
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She moaned, arching her back and lifting up her hips. She opened up her legs more for him.
He penetrated deeper into her with hard, surging thrusts. These weren’t the gently rocking motions he had given her the night before, these were hips grinding harshly against each other at a painfully slow rate. He licked over her breast, cupping his hand at the bottom of the one his mouth wasn’t occupied with. “My god…” He groaned. “I need you so bad Syria…”
Crying out his name, she matched his strokes with her own, her hands cupping his rear.
He gave a low roar of satisfaction. “I love the way you say my name.”
She gave a low, sexy laugh. “Do you?”
“I do…” He groaned again, going a bit harder and faster. He felt…damp. Removing the hand that had cupped her breast and felt his chest. He was sweating. It was odd for him, and then he returned his hand to her body.
Syria kept going, matching his thrusts, until she literally couldn’t take anymore and she came into her release, hard and fast, with waves of pleasure tearing through her.
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She kissed him back with a ferocity that surprised herself.
He came out of her and laid back. “God,” He breathed, running his fingers through his hair, “I forgot what an orgasm felt like…” There was a small smile on his lips.
Syria was breathless as she lay beneath him. “That had to be the most intense experience I’ve ever had.” She said, smiling
“And I was going easy on you. Tomorrow night, I will make you scream for mercy.” His words were both a promise and a threat. “So are you scared yet?”
She grinned, “Hell no. I’m always up for a good challenge.” She kissed his nose, now her smile was gentler.
He returned the soft smile and gave a satisfied sigh. “See? This is love. To be able to lie here with you and not be embarrassed and to have you let me do this with you and you’re not ashamed.” He held her tight against him, kissing the back of her shoulder.
“I like the feeling…” She breathed. She felt…strangely whole.
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She laughed once. “Of course.” She said, lying down on his damp chest. She smiled up at him.
“You made me sweat.” He said, leaning down and kissing her forehead, then returning her smile before picking up the TV remote and turning it off. He then reached down and flipped the small switch that turned the lights off, leaving them in the dark.
“Interesting contraption you got there~” She said, exaughsted.
“It’s just a switch I had installed cause I’m too lazy to get off the couch and walk.” He settled more into the couch. “Are you enjoying your stay?”
“Yes, very much so.” She yawned, relaxing a bit more on him. She closed her eyes, but remained awake.
He kissed her head. “Sleep my love.” He yawned himself.
She yawned again and slowly drifted to sleep.
Jace fell asleep quickly.
The next day, Jace was awakened by his phone buzzing on the glass table. He picked it up. “Hello?” He asked.
Syria rubbed her eyes and opened them. “What is it?”
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“Um…okay…” She said, still half asleep.
“It’s for my job.” He got up, dumping her on the couch. “I’m going to be wearing women’s clothing, so you might have to pretend to be my tutor or something. There’s another male who decided that raping women and then cutting out their uterus is fun.” He walked down the hall to the bedroom, opening the closet, and pulling out a dress.
She shuddered, “That’s sick…”
“Yeah.” He came out with boxers and a bra on. “Help me latch this.” He said.
She gave a light laugh. “Okay~” She grinned and got up, latching it for him.
He smiled. “Thanks.” He had two small weight balls which he stuffed his bra with. “…does this look even?” he asked.
She giggled. “Yeah, but it still looks funny~”
“No shit Sherlock.” He said, then let his eyes scan her. “You look even to me.” He smiled and kissed her nose, then went back to the bedroom.
She blushed lightly, following him.
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She frowned, “But I’m so short…” She paused. “Err…shorter than you.” Way Shorter, but you know……
“Yes, that is why…” He took out a box. “ I have escalators. If you wear these, the pants should be long enough to conceal most of the shoe.” He said. “I’ve had to do this before, so I know all the ways around these problems.”
“I see.” She examined the shoes. “I might want to mention my small problem.”
“And what would that be?”
“Gravity hates me.”
He laughed. “Keep me around your arm until it comes time to dance. Then sit down.”
“Guess that works.”
“Alright, put that on and I’ll do my hair.” He thought for a moment. “Well…That’s something I never thought I’d have to say again.”
She laughed. “I see~”
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“You’re surprisingly good at that.” She said, walking into the bathroom.
“My Niece taught me how to do her hair.” He said, opening a drawer and pulling out face powder, mascara and eye shadow. “I’m sorry, this probably isn’t the best thing to watch me do…” He said, leaning into the mirror, wiping his eyelashes with the black wand.
She smiled. “Better than I can do at least.”
“Dear god…”He said, moving to the other eye, “Now I’m worried…”
“I’ve never had to put on makeup so I don’t think it matters much.” She shrugged.
“Okay. Well you’re not going to need makeup to be a guy.” He smiled as he put the small tube down and moved to the pale pink eye shadow.
She shook her head, “I must swear that this is one of the strangest things I have ever seen…”
“Yeah, but I make women look good.” He teased and took out the white powder, putting it on his face, then rubbing it in. He really did look like a girl now. He put on the hat. “How do I look?” He asked in a very convincing female voice.
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“Thanks.” He said, back in his normal voice. “The voice is pretty convincing, no?”
She nodded.
He smiled. “I get it from my dad. The ability to memorize someone’s voice and use it is pretty cool.” He said. “But we differ. He uses it to lure girls and men into the house, I use it to kill people.”
“Interesting.” She said.
“Yeah.” He said, walking out of the bathroom, his walk exactly like a girl’s. His hips were swinging gently.
She giggled and walked him to the door. “I’m going to take a quick shower. Okay?”
“Okay, I’m going to search for my boots.” He said opening the door next to the kitchen.
She smiled and started the shower up, letting the water warm before getting in. When she got in, she quickly washed her hair and body.
He took out the box and set it on the couch.
She got out and dressed. The pants were way too long and the sleeves of the coat were past her hands. She groaned and said, “GOD DAMMIT!! Why am I so small?!”
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She frowned and walked out. The pant legs dragging on the ground, the sleeves were below her hands, they flopped as she walked. “Curse my infernal shortness!!!” ((>3>))
He snickered a bit. “Come sit here.” He said, taking a needle and threading a black thread through it expertly.
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He rolled the end of the pants up, just enough to see a small bit of her shoes. He took the needle from his mouth and began to sew in a clean manner.
She watched him sew the pants. “You’re so good…”
“Well, when you grow up with constantly ripped clothes,” He looked up at her, “You learn things. Some are good. And some scar you for life.”
“Sorry…”
“Eh, how do you think I’m so good?” He asked with a smirk. He enjoyed teasing himself about it, as it gave him ease.
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“Oh, I was meaning good at other things…” He said with a wicked smile. “And, you’re not bad at that.”
She blushed lightly and looked away. “Have you no shame?” She asked in a teasing/embarrassed sort of manner.
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“Umm….I didn’t know what it was or how to use it…” She frowned, “And it broke… I’m really sorry.”
“I have plenty more, don’t worry. Just let me put it on you, hold on, I’m almost done…” He said, pulling the needle far from her leg, pulling the knot tight. “And………….there.” He took her sleeves and rolled them up to her wrists.”
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He nodded and quickly finished the cuff, working on the next one.
She smiled and watched him.
He finished quickly. “Alright, I’m going to get the other waist coat. Take off the over coat please.” He said, walking into the bedroom and grabbing the coat and then returning.
She took off the overcoat and looked up at him from where she was sitting.
“Stand please.” He said, standing in front of her.
She nodded and stood up.
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She blushed lightly as he buttoned the coat.
“There.” He said, quickly kissing her neck before pulling back and putting her coat on for her. “You look good as a man. But I honestly prefer you more as a woman.” He smiled softly.
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“I know.” He said. Jace was quiet for a moment. “I’m sorry to wake you this late only to drag you off for my own uses. I don’t enjoy doing this. It makes me feel like my dad.”
She kissed him on the nose. “It’s okay. And I’m used to late nights.”
“Good. You should be.” He teased, kissing her lips.
She grinned. “I’m sure I will if I’m not right now~”
“And I quite enjoyed them.” He grabbed the keys off the counter.
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She bit her lip and nodded. Syria felt a tendril of hair come over her shoulder. “Ehehehehe whoops…forgot to take care of my hair…”
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“I can’t promise you that the wig will stay…I have a lot of hair…” She said as she followed him.
“Then wear a hat. I think I have one in the car.”
She nodded, “Okay, if all else fails I’ll wear the hat.”
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She smiled and sat down in the passenger’s side. She took the buckle and snapped it to its female counterpart.
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Syria blinked. “Whoa…you have blue eyes…they’re really pretty~” (( o(^.^)o ))
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She sunk down, back a bit. “O-oh…”
He closed his eyes and sighed. “I’m sorry. My mom’s favorite thing about me was my eyes, because they matched his. And seeing as he went and killed her doesn’t help me in any way. I’m sorry for yelling. I get kinda defensive…” He apologized quietly.
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“How so?” He asked, turning around so he could look back out into the street.
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He immediately halted the car even though it was in the middle of the street. He turned to look at her. Jace’s face was straight and he looked vaguely in thought. He leaned in and kissed her. “That…” He couldn’t find words. “No one’s ever told me that my eyes were like that…not even Kaiya. She thought that my eyes were kinder, but that’s it…” He murmured quietly, looking into her own eyes. “That’s the nicest thing...I’ve…I’ve ever been honored to hear.
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He smiled and his eyes watered a bit. “Now I look stupid…”
She smiled softly, “Only silly, never stupid…” She put her hand on top of his.
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Syria smiled and put her face up by his. “Jace?”
“Yes my dear? He asked gently.
“I…I love you.: She said before she kissed him gently on the lips.
He kissed her back, throwing his arms around her, holding her close as he felt more tears slip loose. “I’ve waited since the day I saw you to hear that from you…” He murmured. “ And I love you too.”
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Jace nuzzled into her neck…That was, until the carriage driver behind them started to yell. Jace pulled away and looked out the window. “Sorry!” He called out in his girl voice. He turned back the wheel. “We’ll talk later, alright?” He got fully onto the street and drove.
She smiled, looking over at their joined hands on the center console. She smiled softly.
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Syria unbuckled herself and opened the door, but not before smiling at Jace.
He smiled back and held out his arm as a signal to take it.
She walked over to him with semi-unsteady feet as she walked. Dammit…… Once she got over to him, she took his arm carefully.
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She nodded. “Yeah.”
“Alright.” He said, opening the doors. “Guide me in.” He whispered lowly. There was a massive crowd of people inside.
She nodded and led him inside, half using him for balance.
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She nodded. “I’ll do my best…” She said, trying it out a bit.
“Sounds pretty convincing.” He muttered, watching the man come closer. He could see that there was a glass of brandy or rum in his hand.
Syria tried, but not too hard, to look calm and collected.
Jace kept his eyes on the man as he walked up.
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Jace knew it was him because of the way he was. His walk, his scent, his look. It was all killer. “Hello.” Jace said in his female voice. “I’m Elizabeth.” He curtsied.
“Pleasure to meet you.” He looked at Syria. “This is my butler, Sebastian.” Jace gave her a look that read, ‘say hello.’
Syria inclined her head to the man. “Good evening.” She said smoothly.
He nodded. “Good evening.”
He looked at Jace. “My name is sir Senton. Would you care for a dance?”
Jace gave him a small smile. “I would love to.” He looked at Syria. “Why don’t you go sit and enjoy some brandy or something.”
Sir Senton took Jace’s hand and kissed it.
Jace almost puked.
Syria nodded and walked carefully over to the tables to sit.
Jace blushed heavily as the man brought him close, putting a hand on his waist. He really hadn’t wanted to be this close to a man ever again, but it was all for the job.
“You are very beautiful.” Senton complimented.
“Thank you sir.”
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Jace nearly choked. This man could easily be associated with his father. “You are very kind sir.” He managed.
Syria sat down and watched them from afar.
“Tell me Miss Elizabeth, what is such a beautiful girl doing at such a boring place like this?”
“My parents insisted that I get out of the house once in a while sir.”
“Well.” He said. Jace knew what he was going to say next, thanks to the boss. “How about we go somewhere fun?”
Jace glanced over Senton’s shoulder to let her know that he’d be gone. Then he looked at Senton. “I would love that sir.”
Senton smiled and took Jace’s wrist, taking him behind the curtains and through a door.
Okay… She thought. Bait taken… She sighed and looked up as she was sitting down.
Jace was pushed gruffly into the hallway and then forcefully kissed. He tried to pull away, but Senton had a firm grasp on his arm. Senton almost had Jace’s dress off when a low laugh made his blood run cold.
“There’s no need to go on with this one Sento, my love.” Yoru said. “Well, not on the inside.”
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Sento looked up at Yoru. “I knew his eyes looked like yours, my dear, but I wasn’t sure.”
Jace looked away as the two shared a kiss.
Syria waited for Jace to return.
“Get up Jacey boy~” Yoru commanded.
Jace pulled his guns and held them up. “It’s convenient that I came here to kill one and I have the pleasure to kill both.”
Shots rang through the air and people screamed and ran. One…two, three, four, five…The shots came back from where Jace and Senton had disappeared to.
Syria jumped up out of instinct, then forced herself to go under a table, even though all of her instincts were screaming at her to go help Jace.
Jace had gotten up, every one of his shots had missed. He bolted out of the small hallway and into the large ballroom. The place was trashed. Jace was quiet, looking around the area. “Where are you bastards?!” He called.
Syria didn’t move. She wasn’t scared even though her common sense was telling her that she should be.
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Jace’s blood ran cold, and he was scared that they would find Syria. “If you find a girl, you will not touch her!” He barked.
“Jacey boy, so demanding. Why can’t you be like that in bed? Yoru asked with a pout.
Jace growled in annoyance.
Syria held her breath, moving up against the wall quietly. Her heart pounded in her chest.
Sento chuckled. “I can tell you are already there, so there is no point in hiding…Sebastian.”
Jace shot three more times. “Stay away from her!!!” He yelled fiercely.
Syria’s eyes were wide. She felt the palms of her hands run cold as her fight or flight response kicked in, two swords made entirely of thick Ice materialized in her hands.
There was the sound of the large door opening and two shots fired. Jace clutched his leg and chest as he dropped. “Lilli!” Yoru seemed delighted.
Jace looked up. “No…” He said. “You burned her…I watched…”
Her bright features dimmed considerably, “I…can we save that conversation for later…? I don’t really want to talk about it…at least…not right now.”
“Okay, I’m going to take my shower. It won’t be long…” He turned so she was on the bottom and got up, taking his boxers with him to the bathroom. He shut the door behind him and started the water.