Fallen Saint by Monica James

Author:Monica James [James, Monica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-05-19T04:00:00+00:00

Each day I spend with her, I know that to save her…I will have to let her go. But how can I do that? She is as much a part of me as I am myself.

Day 53

“REMEMBER WHAT I taught you?”

I can’t keep the grin from my lips because Saint Hennessy has taught me a lot of things. My cheeks flush a bright red, giving away my perverse thoughts.

He steps forward, facing his broad back to the camera. “Don’t make me take you over my knee.”

“Is that supposed to be a threat?” I challenge, folding my arms smugly.

He growls low in his throat, which doesn’t help the predicament in my pants.

How times have changed.

Since the night Saint explored my body in ways I never imagined, things between us have shifted. Our touches and kisses, although covert, have been far more open. Whenever no one was watching, Saint was dragging me into a dark corner or pressing me up against a wall.

Each night, I crept to his bedroom where he devoured my body and also my soul.

I am lost to him, and each second I spend with him, I fall deeper and deeper under this spell. Alek has been in and out, but overall, he’s been making himself scarce. Saint claims there is nothing to worry about, but I can’t help but feel this is the calm before the storm.

Saint and I are back in the gym training because I still want to learn how to defend myself, especially after what happened with Zoey. I’ve asked Saint how she is, but he said she doesn’t want to see him. I didn’t ask anything else because it’s clear her anger toward him upsets him. All he wanted to do was help her, but now, things are just so messed up.

“Aнгел,” he cautions with no bite.

“Fine.” I mock sigh. “I remember.”

Saint gets into position, raising the gun toward me. It’s not loaded, of course. He has taught me how to disarm someone with a gun, and now, he wants me to show him how it’s done. I center myself, then reach out quickly and grab the barrel of the gun with my left hand before knocking his hand away with my right.

The trick to not getting shot is to ensure a fast approach. And I am.

Saint nods with a smirk. “Very good. What about now?” He gestures for me to give him the gun. When I comply, he walks around behind me, placing the barrel to the back of my head.

I raise my hands in the air, higher than the gun, and move them from side to side, distracting Saint so his peripheral vision will focus on my hands. In one swift move, I turn quickly, grabbing the gun as I twist Saint’s wrist. If I apply enough force, I could break his finger.

Once he’s disarmed, I bend my knees and mimic punching him in the throat.

All of this is done in under a second.

“I’m impressed,” Saint says, his hands raised in surrender.

“Thank you.

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