Malice by CoraLee June

Author:CoraLee June [June, CoraLee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-05-05T22:00:00+00:00

18

"Close your eyes," Malice whispered, his face shadowed in the dark. "If you see my evil, I’ll have to kill you."

I laughed and laughed. "What a way to die," I replied.

So much blood. Gore. I stepped on a bridge made of skulls to get to him. One step. Two steps. Crunching bones played an anthem of death as I walked.

"Don’t go!" William begged me. I couldn’t see him. My silent stranger watched. He always watched.

"Close your eyes, Juliet."

"Close your eyes…"

I woke up with a gasp. Sweat dripped down my face as I tried to calm my breathing. It was dark in my bedroom. The entire setting felt like an eerie continuation of the nightmare I’d just had. The wind outside my window was howling. If I listened closely, I could hear guards talking to themselves down the hall.

I was supposed to feel safe here, but I didn’t. I wanted to go home.

I ended up riding back with Malice after my shift at work. I wondered if he was trying to keep me from going to the police after what I’d seen or if he had other reasons for wanting me close.

Even though he terrified me, I still felt like watching him murder Graves evened the playing field some. We both had something on each other. Not that I’d ever be able to act on it.

Hale never did show up the rest of my shift. Instead, Malice walked by the hostess stand multiple times throughout the night. He kept watching me with his dark eyes. I thought I was supposed to fly under the radar at Eden's Place, but now I felt like the center of attention. Even Kelsey was treating me differently. She was normally chatty but had kept silent the rest of our shift. I didn’t know if I should address what had happened or not.

I’d slept all day. I was used to working late nights at the diner, but adjusting to Eden's Place and staying at the Civella Mansion was exhausting. It was hard for me to feel safe and sleep soundly while here. I kept expecting Hale to show up or for Malice to decide that he didn’t need his little spy anymore. I tossed and turned most nights, but I guess the exhaustion finally caught up to me.

A knock on the door stopped my thoughts, and I pulled my blankets up to my chin, as if some soft cotton could protect me from the evil living in this home. "Juliet?" Anthony’s muffled voice cut through the thick door.

"Come in," I called out.

He waltzed in wearing a suit that made him look handsome but didn’t quite fit his personality. I much preferred him in jeans, a faded shirt, and beanie. The expression on his face was a mixture of uncertainty and excitement. He kept biting his lip while averting his gaze.

"You sleep well?" he asked.

I yawned. "I had a pretty intense nightmare," I admitted. "I kind of want to go home. I don’t sleep well here."

He stopped staring at the ceiling to look at me and furrowed his brow.

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