Shadows In Durango

Chapter 48

*****Sofia's POV*****

Snuggling up under the sheets, I watch some YouTube videos on my phone feeling content that I was back in this luxurious bed for the third time.

I was also really happy that Daryl had given me the WiFi code which meant I could text and call as much as I wanted in here whilst also downloading more apps to help pass the time! Time ticked on slowly as it approached eleven, before I eventually heard the front door opening from downstairs.

Pausing my current video which was about how to make dresses from scratch, a couple of minutes passed before I heard footsteps coming towards my door, before a soft knock is heard. Not expecting anyone to come find me at this time of night, I sit up fully, watching the handle drop only to find Vincent entering inside the room.

"Hey." I greet him, unsure of what else to say as he nods back at me and lets himself fully in - closing over the door.

What was he doing?

"Here." He announces, reaching into his jacket pocket before retrieving an envelope before approaching the bed with it.

Silent, I take it from him slowly, before peering inside to find a stack of notes, causing me to gasp.

"B-But how did you? How much is here?!" I babble out, not able to understand how he got my money back considering I was under the impression that my neighbours had spent it all. "Two." He shrugs as though it were nothing as I squint.

"Two hundred?" I drawl out, knowing this can't be right.

"Darling, you and I both know that there is more than two hundred dollars in there." He laughs in amusement as I all but shake my head at him.

"But... I didn't have two thousand..." I remark, as he rolls his eyes, something he tends to do often whenever I'm slow to process his actions.

"So what? I might've added some? It doesn't matter anyway. You have it all back." He concludes, as I sigh, knowing that there was very little point to arguing with him.

He was only trying to help... I remind myself.

to take a seat on

you do to them? After you had them removed from my apartment?" I swallow and decide to ask, knowing

Vincent, but I didn't know what to believe. Maybe it was all an act? Maybe he was harmless really? The only violent outburst I had seen was when he punched Reid... and that was for good

had a chat with them. Turns out some of the money was stashed in the top floor neighbours apartment so we got

push on, knowing I would figure out how much

I begin

was a ridiculous amount to just hand

he was technically my employer at one point, before he fired me that is,

to do

when I can."

don't need it." He states firmly, turning to stare at

gets his

as he motions with his hand

book, nel5s.org is where the adventure continues. Join us for

for rent if I stay. That way I feel less guilty about it." I begin, as his eyes study my entire face carefully, seeming to shift from my hair, to my eyes, to my cheeks before ending on my lips. "How many times will I have to tell you that I don't need your money?" His voice grows deeper, as his eyes fall over slightly, before he licks his lips

is he doing to me... why am I

pay..." I protest, as his eyes jump back up to meet my own, silently

in other ways darling." He cocks a brow,

What was he saying?!

to what I'm saying! I want to stay here, but I want to pay you something in

presses me, not understanding what I meant as

til I find a new job because well, you fired me!" I complain, breaking the growing tension between us as

him weirdly, as he seems entirely amused with the fact he had, in fact, fired me from his bar but in the same night had also invited me to live at his home...

He retorts, his laugh deep and guiltily attractive as

is wrong

I'll pay you to live here, ok?" I begin, attempting to be serious once more as he smiles and shakes his

off the poles, you can work at the bar." He states, suddenly causing