Chapter 227

• - KILLIAN -
• I let out a sigh, playing with my zippo in a dark room in the penthouse of a hotel. I’m expecting an important guest tonight, one I’ve wanted to meet for a very long, long time. The end of one side of my lips curl. I’m not smiling. Far from that, underneath this eerie smirk of mine is grit teeth.
• I unclench my jaw, slowly letting my grip loosen on my zippo as I take a deep breath. My eyes come shut and I try to clear my head as I exhale slowly, repeating the process.