Chapter 4 - Love Me in the Dark

The Good Neighbor


"River—" My heart pounded so hard that I had to breathe. He was so achingly beautiful even if his lips were pressed into a thin line.

We stared at each other, waiting in silence for the first one to speak up.

"I know that you're just trying to play a good guy here because of a promise or whatever you and your sister have agreed on. You don't have to. Let's face it, you still hate my guts, always will. I could see it in your eyes every time you looked at me. I really wish I could go back to that time and undo what I did to you. And I apologize for that. You seem a good person, but what you did to me was also terrible." Gah, I was a mess. I knew that now. I walked away from him before I could say something foolish. I needed a moment to myself to think of a plan. Unfortunately, I didn't know what to do or how to deal with my stalker without him hurting the people I cared about.

"River, wait!" On the other thought, maybe I asked the right person after all, and maybe he would be willing to help if I made the right deal.

I stopped and faced him. "I need a job."

His eyes narrowed, confused. "What?"

"I need a paycheck, and you don't have to deal with my aggravating and nagging self every damn time."

He huffed, eyes burning with anger, but still, he managed to radiate pure sexual power. "How could you even go out when someone is stalking you? That doesn't even occur to you until now? That you have to stay off his radar? And you haven't been here for an hour, you're already a pain in the ass." Ouch!

I managed not to flinch at his insult. I guessed, I just had to suck it up whatever he would throw at me, good or bad. That was the price I had to pay for walking into the lion's den.

"Let me work for you then." I thought my eyes just sparkled with hope.

Krew rolled his eyes. "Let's talk about it later. Come with me."

I did as he said, and I rode a bike with him. It was noisy and a little bit uncomfortable, but I felt free, and I got to touch the sinewy hard muscles of his abs. This man was nothing like the playboy Kai and free-spirited Krystyn. Krew was quiet, yet magnificent.

"You okay?" he asked me as we rode through the endless road. He offered me his helmet, and now he wasn't wearing any. I was a little bit worried about him, but I could feel that he could ride safely with confidence and eyes closed.

"I think I'll live. After all, I can't be choosy. Where are we going exactly? Are you sure you're not gonna sell me to the highest bidder or throw me back to that asshole?" I joked as I tightened my arms around his narrow waist when he smoothly turned the bike off the road to the secluded gravel path.

"I thought of that. Twice actually." I knew he was kidding. At least he tried to lighten up the tension between us. He might have noticed how frightened I was as I clung to him as if my life depended on his driving expertise.


"You just have to trust me if you wanna stay at my house." I honestly did. Besides, I should not have gone to Krys and asked for help if I didn't trust her. What an odd? After what I did to her brother, she still welcomed me with open arms."

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