Kill or let it free 

The words that Elijah said to Jerome never left Peach’s thoughts, even though the morning was now evening, and Elijah was sleeping. 

Adjusting her head on his warm chest, Peach looked at him, just staring, allowing her thoughts to run wild in her head, as she listened to his heart beating, feeling his chest rise and falling, listening to his breathing. 

‘What package were you talking about?’ Peach wondered as she bit her lower lip, thinking furiously. 

All of a sudden, she heard his phone go off, causing Elijah to shift slightly on the bed, hugging onto her waist tightly, and burying his face deeper into her neck “Elijah, your phone,” Peach whispered, feeling reluctant to wake him and yet, also wanting an answer. 

“Hmm…” He mumbled sleepily, his voice barely audible. 

“Your phone…,” Peach repeated, her tone a lot louder than a few minutes ago as she tried again to shake him awake. 

Finally, Elijah opened his eyes, blinking slowly for several seconds. After a few more seconds he seemed to register what Peach said, and he quickly let go of her and sat up, taking his phone off the bedside table. 

“J,” Elijah said, resting his feet on the cold tiles. 

“We have Mr. Meeks at the warehouse,” Jerome announced from the receiver. 

A faint smile made its way to Elijah’s lips as he glanced over at Peach and then let out, “I’mon my way.” 

“Okay,” Jerome’s voice flowed into his ears. 

jeans, wearing them, and even though she

although her lips said no words, her eyes told him that she was curious and he walked over to her. His palm rested flat against her bare thighs as he leaned down and placed a kiss on her lips, squeezing her skin gently. “I will be back soon. Don’t leave the room until I get back… Bear with this rule a little until 1 gel is our house, okay?” Elijah whispered against her lips. “If everything goes smoothly, I will have a surprise lor you.” “Really?” Peach wliispered, her curtosily becoming a

Pearh nodded, watching as he pulled away from live and grabbed his

soft smile

a stop at

here.” He stated, and then got out of the driver’s seat,

hit Elijah’s face as he stepped out of the car, his hand brushing the cool metal of the

dripping on his forehead, from his temples to the corners of his eyes, and down his chin. “Let me look into his eyes,” Elijah commanded in a cold, detached manner. Immediately, Jerome walked over to Meeks and undid the knot of the blindfold from

kidnapped

were we going to have a civilized conversation with decent words and

appeared on Meeks’ forehead, as he shook his head, clearly confused by Elijah’s actions

calm, expressionless voice. “I don’t have any will!” Mr

and saying ralmly, “Mr Meeks, I need this conversatton to go sinoothly, or clse I might lose iny dami 19191100. sure you that when my patience run thin, there’s nothing

110111 Mr Meeks’ up as he tried to regain composure And control, bulgow quim instantly when Jerome suddenly tossed a blade on

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Elijah watched Meeks’s eyes, allowing the silence to sink into him and awakening fear inside of him. “Tied his mouth to the

edge of the table repeatedly as he absentmindedly scrolled through his contact list. When he reached Mr. Bamford’s number, he

ring. 

long before his phone started buzzing and he allowed it to ring for a while before excepting it and putting the call on speaker.

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