Undone By You

Chapter 8

Chapter Eight

Coraline

I climb into a black SUV and Nathaniel climbs into the driver's seat. I buckle myself in and we pull out of the driveway and we head into town. "Try not to worry about Mr Waters, I've been with him a long time and he cares for us dearly" He says with a nod and a smile. I look at him through the mirror and say "His way of caring is very strange." Nathaniel laughs.

"Indeed ma'am." He takes a right onto the main highway that leads to the mainstream stores. I think for a moment, if he's going to make my life difficult, I'm going to make his life difficult.

"Here." I point to the store I'd like to go into. Tractor pulls into a parking lot and he climbs out of the vehicle to open the door for me, I climb out and head into the Gucci store. Nathaniely follows me and I look back at him and say "Oh it's alright Nathaniel, I can go in by myself." He stills and says "Mr Waters says I'm to accompany you." I laugh and say "Well Mr Waters isn't here." I walk in and Contractor denies my request and follows me into the store.

I'm in a silly mood so I decide to fill my arms with clothing, underwear and shoes. I skim around the store and decide to get a couple of bags too. I head to the checkout and the cashier rings up all the items and says

"That would be $53,000" I smiled and handed her the card. Contractor carries my bags to the car and puts them in the trunk.

Our next stop was Dior, so I decided to pick up some makeup and more clothing. He said I would be with them for a while so I piled just as much into my arms as I did in the Gucci store. I thought about going home, or staying with Rose, but I would hate to put her at risk or put myself in a situation that I have no idea about.

Did he mean it when he said someone deliberately ran me off the road? Is someone trying to kill me? I shake the thought from my head as I reach the checkout counter and hand the blonde woman my items, she scans them before saying "$42,000 honey" I smile and hand her the card.

Declan

I wrap my towel around me after my shower and I walk into the bedroom and hear my cell phone ring, I unplug it from its charger and look at it to see it's an unsaved number, I answer "Hello?" In a flat tone. "Hi, is this Mr Waters? This is Emily from the American Fraud Bureau." I knit my brows in confusion, I pull the phone away from my ear to look at the number.

"What is this about?" I argue. "We have received notifications from recent transactions at local Gucci and Dior stores for $95,000, are we to clear this request?" I let out a laugh and I ran my hand through my hair. Coraline. "Yes, it's my girlfriend, clear the amount please." I say to the consultant.

"Yes sir, enjoy your day." She says before the phone hangs up. This woman, this fucking woman, my girl, my delicate flower. She deserves the world, she could max my card out and I would say thank you.

I first saw Coraline while out on a ride on my motorcycle, I saw her carrying boxes into her house and how her hair fell over her shoulder, how she laughed and what she wore. I still remember what she wore, jean shorts and a baby blue long sleeve shirt, her hair was undone, and she had the saddest eyes I have ever seen. She looked happy, but I felt that she wasn't.

I basically imprinted, I knew then and there that we were endgame, so I started making moves. I wanted you to heal her, I wanted to protect her, I wanted to see her truly happy, and my God if she was this exquisite as she is now, how earth shattering she would be when she became whole.

I'm working tonight, and have an assignment worth 7.10M. The target is Prince Volkov, his uncle pays well and is a two headed snake, unfortunately for him. Alice and Nathaniel are aware I will be gone this evening and they have everything arranged for Coraline and will explain my absence.

I pull my motorcycle up to a hotel on the West side of New Orleans, It's about noon so I decide to park underground and head up to the top floor through the staff entrances, make my way down the empty hallway with a face that is the image of stone, i keep my breaths steady and walk lightly.

I walk through the door of an empty suite on the 12th floor and walk towards the window. I look through it, and right across the street is my sitting duck. He is doing an interview for the international news, too bad the whole world is about to witness his brains splattered all over the wall.

I have a clear shot through the window so I get into position, load my Mk21 sniper rifle and steady my aim. I inhale deeply before I pull the trigger, as soon as the bullet pierces his right temple I exhale and get to my feet and begin exiting the building.

I walk into the dining room of my house and I see Coraline sitting at the table, Alice sits with her and they both have tea and cookies in front of them. She's smiling and writing something down in a black leather bound notebook. I hear Alice say "1 cup of flour and 2 eggs..but it has to be exactly 2 eggs sweetheart.." I walk in and I look at them for a second.

"Oh, Mr Waters! Alice says while rising to her feet. How was your ride?" I meet Alice's honey eyes and slightly nod in appreciation, hoping she understands. "It was very smooth, thank you." I say in return, "What's happening with you, delicate flower?" I look over and say to Coraline with a smirk. "Alice is helping me with a cookbook, I dreamed of steak and shrimp that night." She laughs, and my heart is melting.

She's comfortable, she seems happy, she's well taken care of and she's safe. "That's nice baby" I say while looking down at Coraline while I rub my thumb over her lower lip.

"That will be all Alice, thank you." I say maintaining eye contact with Coraline, Alice smiles sweetly and nods, she walks out of the dining room and towards her quarters.

"I missed you." I confess to Coraline while I move her dark hair out of her face. "You were gone for about 6 hours." A small smile tugs on my lips as I lean down to kiss her gently, I inhale deeply as she lets out a small moan and I can't help but do the same, I pick her up off of the chair and I sit her down on the table, I trail my hands from her waist down to her thighs.