Hellbound With You (WN)

When Alicia returned to the VIP room, she was shocked to see what had initially started as a peaceful talk when she had left a while ago had now ended up in this commotion. The man who had been talking to Ezekiel was now covered in blood from head to toe, as dead as a log. What had happened in that short few minutes that she went out to speak with Zeres?

Alicia looked over at Ezekiel as he rose from his chair in a majestic and fluid motion. ”Dispose of the body properly. Our business is now done here, we ’re going back. ” He said in a cool and flat tone. And as soon as Lucas nodded at his orders, he walked out the room.

Quickly, Alicia followed after him. She could not let her eyes stray from him. However, Ezekiel remained as still and quiet as usual throughout the trip and showed no inclination of having his memories being restored. Alicia sighed with relief inwardly and tightened up her vigilance.

It was already near dawn when they finally reached Ezekiel ’s place. Alicia watched him go about his usual routine around his own home. Taking off his coat, then going to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of blood. After that he leisurely walked over and sat down on that comfortable looking lounge chair by the window quietly again as he slowly sipped his drink from the crystal glass.

Watching him so silently still like that… Alicia suddenly thought that she could never get used to watching this man like this. Was he really like this every single night?! Somehow, this just could not seem to cease bothering her.

”I really wonder what ’s going on in that mind of yours, ” she mumbled to herself when suddenly, she remembered what Zeres had reminded her not to do before he left.

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That warning made Alicia narrow her eyes. Why did Zeres just keep on insisting that Ezekiel could see her? Was it really possible that…

Alicia bit down on her lower lip. ’No, that ’s impossible! ’ she told herself, but her feet moved quickly and she rushed towards the statue of a man who was still there, unmoving since he had sat down.