Kalon (Take Over) Read Free Page A

you prick ,” I berate, taking a step backwards.
    I notice Stefanos lowering his gun and taking a step back to stand with me.
    “Okay, Krinos. I’ll be good... for now,” he says, staring directly at Stefanos.
    I know he’s stirring shit and I have an overwhelming desire to punch him again. But I let it slide and change the subject.
    “Why are we meeting here today?” I ask, looking around. I thought this deal was closed and we were good to go.
    “We want more than drugs this time, Krinos. We want fire power,” Hunter explains.
    I look across to Stefanos and realize he already knows what this is about.
    “Well, Hunter, you’re going to have to be nice to Princess here, as she’s your only way of achieving that type of deal. And by nice I mean, if you so much as lay a hand on her, I will fucking kill you.”
    “Well, well, look at that. Seems I need to get back on your good side, Krinos,” Hunter says, a little too sarcastically. He looks at me while he licks his lips. He knows when he used to do that, I would do anything for him. Although, he isn’t the one that I’d drop my dress for now.
    “If you help me out, then I’ll get you your fire power,” I tell him.
    He cocks an eyebrow, wondering what I’m talking about.

W e stand there, not talking while Hunter tries to work out what I need from him. He finally gives in and asks.
    “What could you possibly need, Krinos?”
    “I need you to find someone. I want him found alive and brought directly to me,” I explain.
    He looks at me with a slightly raised lip on one side and squinted eyes. He’s finally realizing that I’m not the same girl he once knew.
    “And, what do you plan to do once we find this man?”
    “That’s absolutely none of your business. If you want fire power you’ll do as I ask. No questions. Otherwise, you won’t get shit .” I tap my heel on the concrete to let him know he needs to hurry this up, and that I’m deadly serious.
    “Okay, so, if we do this for you, you’ll get us what we need?” he asks, with a serious voice.
    “I’ve answered that question already. Now, I have places to be. Rock will tell you who I want. Once I have him you’ll get what you want,” I inform him, and then turn to leave. The goons follow me back to the car. Stefanos slides into our car and once I’m inside, we speed off.
    He doesn’t speak at first, just sits there and drives, not looking at me. I’m waiting for the questions I know will inevitably come. Just as we pull up at the hospital and I’m about to get out, he grabs me by the arm and holds me in my seat.
    “How long ago?” he asks, looking directly into my eyes.
    “Two years,” I say while trying to shrug him off, but he won’t release me.
    “Why does he call you, Kalon?”
    I feel a pang of regret in my chest. I didn’t think I’d have to answer that particular question.
    “My father used to call my mother that. When I met Hunter my father said I look just like his Kalon.”
    “Does he even know what the word means?” he growls, holding on tightly to my arm.
    “Yes, Father explained it to him. It means perfect beauty, in all aspects.”
    I watch for his reaction, but he doesn’t say anything at first. Then he takes a couple of deep breaths and pins me with his eyes.
    “You... you are not his, Kalon. You are mine! And if he says it again, I will put a bullet between his eyes, Princess,” he reveals, and then slams his lips down on mine.
    We make it to my father’s room without any more questions being raised regarding Hunter, to which I am relieved. I really wouldn’t know how to explain the relationship I had with Hunter to him. It’s way too complicated. As soon as we enter, I see my mother curled up on the bed with my father, fast asleep. I look at Stefanos; he places a soft kiss on my cheek and leaves the room.
    I stand in the doorway, looking at my broken parents who deny each other their love and wonder if things could’ve been different. My mother opens