The Jailbird - S01 E64

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The Jailbird - S01 E64

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 64

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MANOR, 12AM*

A classical music is playing in the workroom as Madden got busy.

He finished mixing Oana’s blood with the red paint not long ago, and now he’s taking a pail of the mixture to the first part of the wall.

He got a brush and squatted, dipping it in the mixture before starting to pain from the wall base.

His eyes are trained unblinkingly on the redness, and the classical music is helping him concentrate, but not that much today.

There are earpods in his ears, connected to the third residential wing.

He might not be able to see what’s going on there, but he’s hearing them, and right now maybe he needs to focus more on Loud.

He heard him clearly when he called himself Adeline’s highschool friend from America, and he heard him saying his real name is Sam.

Seems like he has more to find out. He won’t leave anyone around Adeline unchecked.

The voices suddenly stopped coming from the earpods, so he dropped the painting brush and left the room, going to his office.

He called Sin on his new phone…

“Been a while… Big bro” Sin picked.

“Connect me to the third residential wing, on camera” Madden replied and hung up.

He rested back, removing his earpods before opening his laptop.

Adeline’s room came to view on screen immediately, and the first place his eyes went was her bed.

She’s soundly asleep, and he zoomed in on her face, staring obsessively like he wants to enter the screen to go get her.

She’s gorgeous with her eyes open, but with the eyes closed, she’s enticingly beautiful, and it’s f+çking his head up.

He might have renounced her, but no one has dared to lay a finger on her cos his signature is still in her body anyways.

They go closer, they die with their generations to come.

He counted her freckles again, they’re still thirty, then she changed position in bed, turning to the other side and backing the camera.

He stood and left the office immediately, going to the bedroom where he got one of his shirts from the hanger.

His sweatshirt that Adeline wore to bed yesterday.

He brought it to his nose, sniffing her scent insanely.

He shut his eyes, allowing the fragrant smell of purple to assault his lungs.

Damn… He’s at the verge of total insanity at this rate.

*

SAME NIGHT, ZHITNEVO*

A black Maserati drove into the black gate, sliding down the underground digital building easily.

Corey came out of the car, fuming ragingly as he bounced into the building.

• Welcome back.

• Welcome back, Corey.

The greetings of the workers weren’t even penetrating into his ears at all.

He even pushed one of them out of the way before entering the head office where several females are, together with Gianna.

“Corey!” She beamed, wanting to hug him, but he pushed her away by the shoulders, and she staggered with a scoff.

“What!”

“Who among you trailed me to Colorado? Who sent the kiss picture to Death!” He snapped.

“You heard about it already?” Gianna folded her arms.

“I said who snapped the picture!” Corey glared.

“Boss ordered us to do it so just face her!” Gianna glared back, and Corey kicked her in the face.

Gianna flew to the wall, getting wounded.

“Who snapped the picture? I won’t ask again” Corey muttered, and the camera guy slowly stepped forward.

“It’s me” he said.

Without waiting, Corey shot him down immediately.

His blood splashed all-over the systems like a fleet.

“Do not mess with me, even if boss ordered you to” Corey said and started exiting.

“You want the girl, don’t you? Is she not the reason why you’ve been pushing me away? You should be thankful that her relationship with Death is ruined!” Gianna stood.

“Relationships with Death can’t be ruined just because you want it to be ruined! He knows what he’s doing, airheads! Do you know him better than me?” Corey replied with an eye roll before stalking out.

Gianna stumped her foot, kicking the body of the dead guy.

“Throw out the body, and report to boss that Corey has started again” she said.

*

NEXT MORNING*

Lady Selesta alighted from a car in front of a mansion, and she helped Angelika out of the car too.

She’s dressed like a princess, and she even has a fluffy emerald crown on her curly hair.

“You said we were going to meet my grandpa” she said inquisitively, and Selesta smiled.

“Yeah. He contacted me last night. He told me to bring you” she said.

“Then why is he not out to get me?” Angelika blinked, then the front door opened, and Sergei came out with a bright grin.

“Is he?” Angelika’s face brightened.

“Yeah… That’s your mother’s father” Selesta replied, and Angelika quickly ran to Sergei, hugging his legs.

The man lifted her up into his arms before giving her hair a kiss.

“Is my mommy inside?” She asked.

“Nope, but not to worry, she’ll be coming back to Russia soon” Sergei smiled fondly.

“What of my daddy? I haven’t even heard his voice at all” Angelika asked.

“When your mommy arrives, your daddy will come too. For now, just enjoy with grandpa, ok? Are you ready to spend three days with me? I have lovely maids” he said, stroking her hair as he took her in.

“Yes, but you’ll allow people from the clan to visit me, right? Michael… Jinx and Loud” she quickly said.

Sergei’s grey brows rumpled for a while before he nodded.

“Of course”

She smiled and kissed his cheeks, and when they got in, he dropped her in the midst of several ready gifts.

She started jumping around, and the three maids around helped her in unboxing.

While at it, Sergei went outside with Selesta.

“You’re playing a dangerous game with Death, and you know this won’t end well if he finds out. Madden will slice my head” she said fearfully.

“Not when I’m here. Just calm down, and all these will be over even before you blink” Sergei calmly said.

“And you think you can hold that devil down with Angelika? He hates kids like mad” Selesta said.

“Not if the kid is his own” Sergei replied, smiling.

Selesta sighed.

*

CLAN, 7PM*

The sèx ring mission is tomorrow, and after preparatory duelling for hours at the training ground and a warm shower, Loud and Adeline left for the kitchen.

There are packs of mobsters under the trampoline, drinking and chatting.

“Dinner will come late tonight… Lady Selesta is still cooking” Malik said.

They both found seats and joined the waiting .

Jinx and Poe are among the crowd too, even Sin and Trixie, and they’re all so chatty.

Loud got bottles of vodka for Adeline as promised, and she smiled at him before starting to drink.

Surprisingly, she’s drinking more than usual .

Within five minutes, she finished two bottles, then she wiped her lips with her palm before taking the third one.

“You ok?” Loud and Malik asked at the same time, and she nodded before opening that one, drinking again.

Today is even worse than yesterday… She hasn’t set her eyes on Madden at all, and it’s affecting her more than she expected.

Loud was right… She’s only acting tough.

“Shall we play a game?” Poe suddenly stood.

“No one wants to” Loud replied.

“It could be fun” Sin said.

“What’s it gonna be about?” Trixie asked.

Jinx tried to pull Poe back to her seat, but she wouldn’t budge.

“Tell us one secret about yourselves, everyone” she said.

“Is that even a game or you’re only looking for trouble?” Malik said.

“Shut up and get out if you’re not interested” Poe barked, and Malik grunted.

“I’ll go first. Y’all might not know but I’ve been blind before” Poe said.

“Y’all might not know but I am neither an Orlov nor a Smirnov. I’m an outsider” Trixie said.

“Y’all might not know but i… I’m a bad person” Sin slowly said.

“Why don’t you go next, Micheal?” Poe sneered, and Adeline looked up.

She’s currently on the fourth bottle.

Everyone turned to her again, just like yesterday at the kitchen.

“Stop it, Poe” Loud strictly said, but then Adeline stood, her eyes bulging.

“She’s drunk” Jinx muttered.

“Say it, your secret” Poe insisted.

“Y’all might not know, but I…”

Adeline trailed off and shut her eyes before opening it.

Poe held her breaths, expecting her to spill the beans in her drunk state.

“Y’all might not know, but I want my Master back” Adeline completed, and Poe scoffed as Adeline left the trampoline with the fourth bottle.

Loud stood to follow her…

“Stop following him like a puppy… I’m starting to suspect you’re gay” Malik said, and Loud fell back on his seat, looking restless.

His eyes met with Jinx’s, and he glared before looking away.

They haven’t talked to each other since they left the kitchen yesterday.

*

MANOR, 8PM*

Madden has plans to meet with Erik tonight.

He finished putting finishing touches to the workroom painting just now, and he washed his hands.

He disinfected it too before going to his bedroom to get a wiping towel, but then his nose caught something.

The smell of vodka.

His eyes flicked, and he turned back, getting his gun before tracing the smell around the room.

It led him to the closet, and he kept following till he got to a white wardrobe.

With his gun loaded, he slowly opened it, only to meet the cutest scene he has ever seen all his life.

Adeline is inside the wardrobe, balled like a porcupine with red flushed cheeks and wet lips.

She’s holding a half-bottle of vodka to her chest, and her lips are pushed forward in a pout, looking so fuçking adorable.

Her eyes are closed, and her chin is rested on her knees.

How did she even get here?

Madden slowly inserted the gun into his back pocket and squatted in front of the wardrobe, watching as her eyes opened slowly.

The friggin blue ocean.

“I didn’t invite him to the family house… He came by himself, and before I knew it, he kissed me. I could have stopped it, but i wanted to prove to him that he meant nothing anymore… It’s not my fault… Master” she said drunkenly, her lashes batting.

Madden studied her for three minutes long before deciding to talk, but she brought her pointer finger to his lips, holding it there…

“Shh… You’re only gonna yell at me again so just save it… wicked bastard” she muttered, her eyes dimming as the vodka in her hand spilled out of the bottle to Madden’s face.

Madden dabbed his face with his bandaged palm before smirking, watching her again.

“Stop looking at me…you wicked bastard…” She frowned, biting her lip drunkenly.

Madden shadowed his demonically. That simple act of hers awakened dirty, cruel thoughts inside him.

Swear to gawd if she doesn’t stop doing that…

“Wicked bastard” she muttered again, and when she made to sip from the bottle, it slipped and fell from her hand, breaking on the ground.

Madden said nothing, but she looked at the wasted alcohol and bit her lip drunkenly again…

“If you don’t stop doing that shit, I swear to fûck… you’ll regret it” he told her rawly, and she looked up at him, her eyes drowsy.

Madden squinted, and something new crossed his features before she started talking again…

“What? You’re gonna lock me outside in the cold again and watch me starve myself for days? Or dip my face into the bathtub water? Or slap me? Goddamn it… I hate you and your stupid arrogance and…”

She trailed off and bit her lip again, slower than the first two times.

Madden’s brows dipped.

“You’re fuçking welcome” he muttered darkly, and she wasn’t ready for when he brought his head into the wardrobe with her, capturing her lower lip.

Adeline gasped, and her body froze as he bit down on the lip, so hard that she grabbed him tightly by his necklace, fisting her hands on the cross.

She closed her eyes, and Madden released her lower lip with a loud pop, only to capture her full lips this time.

He slowly opened her mouth with his tongue and thrusted it inside, kissing the f+ck out of her lips and tounging the hell out of her mouth.

The taste of her vodka filled the kiss.

Adeline whimpered, moaning wetly as she rested her second palm on the wardrobe ground.

Madden kissed her with a mad rhythm and dark intensity like he’s searching for his sanity in her mouth.

Gawd … He’s gonna eat her.

“I missed you, so f+çking much” she whispered warmly on his lips.

TBC