“Raziel,”the light and airy voice calls out to me from the void.
A shiver runs up my spine. I shake off the feeling and ignore the call. I know it’s only for a limited time that I will be able to ignore that summons. But if the bitch wanted to see me, she was going to have to do more than call for me.
My office door opens and Unina walks in, her hands filled with folders.
“Hey, Boss. I saw Katiya storm out of here earlier. Would you like me to call on another girl?”
She places the folders on my desk. I wish it were that simple. If only this got damn thirst could be quenched by the right mouth. Well, technically the right mouth could quench this thirst. Her full lips come to mind, and my cock hardens instantly. Fuck! I needed to figure out what the hell I did wrong with this bond. Clearly, I messed up somewhere.
“No, I’m good.”
She stops, stands up straight and stares at me with wide eyes.
I didn’t want to go into detail with her about why I don’t want my dick sucked by anyone else.
“Look, just…” my words are cut off when I feel Era trying to enter my office from the void. Holding up a hand to Unina, I open a slit into the void, allowing him entrance.
“We've got a problem, Boss. One of the new knights forgot to lock the door after delivering her lunch. She got out.”
Fury covers me so quickly that my darkness spills out of me like lava erupting from a volcano.
“What the fuck?” I roar as I rip a seam into the void and head to find my runaway mate.
Nasiah
I run. Without looking back, I run like the hounds of hell are at my feet. When the young man came into my room and placed my tray down, I stood with my back against the furthest wall like always. The moment he walked out, I had this random urge to check the door.
I’ve checked that bedroom door for the last four days since I’ve been here, and it has never been unlocked. Imagine my surprise when I turned the knob, and it clicked. At first, I thought it was a trick. I assumed Raziel would be waiting on the other side of the door with a smug ass smile. However, when I opened the door I was met with silence. No one was there.
I hurried through the labyrinth styled home. Raziel’s home must have made up the entire top floor of the high-rise building. The place was enormous, with multiple floors. It wasn’t until I was on the bottom floor that I met my first obstacle. Two large men stood in the foyer talking. Neither of them spotted me hiding behind the wall.
At this point in my escape, I knew it was over. They were probably going to stand there and talk all day. Or either the other guy who forgot to lock the door would realize his error, go back to the room and notice I wasn’t there and then come find me.
Letting out a deep breath of defeat, I figured I'd better go back before I got myself in trouble. But God himself must have reached down with good luck. The two giant men in the foyer both turned and walked away from the front door.
I didn’t waste any time, I hurried down the stairs, my bare feet silent on the marble floors. Rushing out the door, not once did I look back to see if anyone spotted me. There was a single elevator in front of the door, but I bypassed it. Instead, I ran for the stairs. We were on the twenty-eighth floor.
I made it down the first eight flights before I felt as if I was going to die. I ran back into the hall and looked for an elevator. Finding an empty one, I rushed in as a lady was coming out. She looked at me worried but didn’t speak. The second the doors closed, I pressed the L button for the lobby.
“Please just let me make it out of this building,” I say a prayer to the higher-ups. If I could make it out of this building, I could get to a phone and call for help.
Who the hell do you call when the devil is after you?
The elevator stopped on the ground floor. When the doors opened, I nearly tripped over my feet running out. As I neared the front glass doors, I noticed a security guard standing at the front.
“Hey, Miss, are you alright?” he asks, looking at my bare feet, pajama pants and tank top.
“I need to use your phone,” I plead.
The man didn’t even hesitate as he came over to me. “Okay. You want to step into my office?”
My heart was pounding, and I could hardly breathe. I nodded my head up and down. The man smiled brightly as he held out a hand, ushering me to follow him.
He took me to a back room. There was only a small desk, a rolling chair, a folding chair, and a futon in the room. I took a seat in front of the desk on the folding chair. The guard sat down in his rolling chair. He slid the black desk phone toward me.
“Are you in some type of trouble, Miss?” he asks gently.
I ignored his question as I dialed the one person I thought would help me.
