Page 9 of Ruined By a Devil

“Not a risk I’m willing to take,” I force her into the car and close the door behind her, before rushing to the other side of the Mercedes and getting behind the wheel.

“I need to stay with my family, Malachi,” The panic in her voice cuts through the air, overpowering the gentle roar of the engine.

“You have a target on your back and I need you alive?” I say, speeding through the gates of the Moretti estate and driving to the main road.

“My family wouldn’t hurt me,” she insists.

“But your almost fiancé wouldn’t blink before pulling the trigger.” My grip on the wheel tightens and I have to force myself to keep my eyes on the road. “That kiss put a target on your back, Jade.”

“And who put that target on my back?” She turns in her seat, her whole body facing me.

“You’re safe. You’re no use to me dead.”

“That’s not comforting.” She chuckles bitterly.

“No,” I respond, turning on the left blinker. “But it’s the truth.”

CHAPTER FOUR

Jade

After realizing that Malachi is not going to change his mind and let me return home, I turn my attention to the passing lights, trying to come up with a plan that can get me out of this mess. A lot happened at that party, but I never thought it would end with a Kavanagh driving off with me on the passenger seat.

“Why are you stopping?” I notice the care slowing down and Malachi pulling on the side of the road.

“I’m getting you some food,” Malachi breaks the silence.

“I’m not hungry,” I lie.

The truth is that I’m starving, but my pride doesn’t allow me to tell him that.

“I told you already, I need you alive, otherwise you are of no use to me,” he replies, stepping out of the car.

My hand immediately reaches for the door handle but he locks it from the outside before I can reach it.

“Damn it!”

“Don’t get any funny ideas,” he warns me.

Everything happened so fast, I didn’t have time to pick up my phone. I could have called one of my cousins to come pick me up. Even though I doubt Papà will let all of this slide without a blood bath. Malachi might be a pain in the ass, but he’s the first person that isn’t afraid to provoke Papà. Or Nolan.

The thought of Nolan sends shivers down my spine and I bring my knees to my chest, hugging both of my legs tightly.

I’m almost naked, hungry, and furious.

“Wait…” I only then realize that Malachi might have a second phone hidden somewhere in the car.

I take my seatbelt off, wondering for a second where to even start. The place is so clean and organized, it almost resembles a dentist’s office. I wouldn’t be surprised if he disinfected the car regularly, given how it smells.

My heart skips when I realize that the smell might not be because he’s a germophobe or has some strange sort of OCD.

Don’t think about it, Jade!

As I’m about to move to the backseat and continue my search, Malachi opens the passenger seat door, stopping me in between the seats, with one foot on the front, and the other in the back. He blinks, his face not showing any kind of emotion, and I feel the heat in my cheeks rise. I quickly jump back into the front seat, pulling my dress down to cover myself properly. Or at least as much as I can, considering the length of the dress only covers so much.

He drops two large paper bags on my lap before closing the door.

I remain frozen, not sure what to do or say. The smell of a burger and fries fills the air, making my stomach howl in pain.