My Masters' Nightmare Season 1, Episode 10 Stalked by Marita A. Hansen Page A

breathing
hard, the anger in his eyes telling me he would try to kill
Christo. There was a darkness inside of him that at times scared
me. He could be so sweet, making me think of adorable things, then
a few minutes later he could say something that would send chills
down my spine.
    “ You can ’t attack Christo Donatelli,” I said.
“He’s a killer.”
    “ I don’t want to kill him,”
Jagger snapped, “I want to kill the Padre .”
    “ Why ? It was his brother who threatened
me.”
    “ Only because of the Padre. That freak is
behind everything. He tried to bully me into breaking up with you
too.” He dropped his bag and took a hold of my face. “But we can’t
let him or his brother split us up. I love you, and would rather
die than lose you.” He leaned forward and kissed me, causing me to
freeze in place . We’d kissed numerous times before, but at this moment,
even though he was my boyfriend, it strangely felt like I was
cheating on Frano, which was ludicrous considering I had nothing to do with Jagger’s cousin. But I still
didn’t stop Jagger kissing me. He didn’t make my heart soar like
Frano did, but it still beat fast, making me wonder whether I could
stay with him and forget about Frano. No, I could never forget
about Frano, but it didn’t change the fact I could never in a
million years be with him. He was too far out of my league. God,
even Jagger was out of my league, and I should be grateful he
wanted me.
    Instead of pulling away, I
wrapped my arms around Jagger and kissed him back. After a minute,
he broke the kiss and placed his forehead against mine. “I will
sort this mess out with the Padre , and make him understand I can’t live without
you. So, please, stay with me.”
    “ Okay,” I breathed
out . Deep
down I knew I was making a mistake, but I couldn’t say no, and if
Jagger could change the Padre ’s mind, things could possibly work between
us. I just
had to do whatever was necessary to stay away from Frano. And if I succeeded
in doing that, then hopefully things could go back to the way they were
before.
    Jagger smiled at me, his golden eyes
now dancing with happiness. “You won’t regret this,” he said. “I’ll
make everything right again.”
    I nodded and let go of him. “I better get
home,” I said. “I’m grounded.”
    “ I’ll see you tomorrow at school
then.”
    I shifted about on my feet.
“Can you keep us a secret until you sort things out with the Padre ?”
    “ Sure. The Devil’s coming over
for dinner. I’ll sort it then.”
    “ The Devil?”
    “ It’s w hat I call the Padre behind his back.”
    “ Can I ask why you spend so much
time with him? His brother said the Padre was training you to be a priest. Is it
true?”
    “ I’m not going to be a priest!”
Jagger spat out. “And I’m not going to do anything he tells me ever
again. He can go straight to Hell, where he belongs.”
    “ Why do you hate the Padre so much?” I asked,
the venom in his voice startling me.
    “ He... Nothing. I need to get
home. I have stuff to do. See you tomorrow.” He walked past me
fast, taking a short cut across the school field.
    Still wondering why he hated the
priest so much, I headed in the opposite direction. I unlocked my
bike and got on it, then pedaled out of the school grounds. I
spotted my bodyguards’ car further down the road, parked in front
of another black vehicle. They’d been given orders to drive me to and from
school, but I had insisted on riding my bicycle. In the end, they
had given into me, although they still followed me in their car to make sure I
was safe.
    I continued down the road, listening as
their car followed me. I felt like stopping and getting a lift
rather than riding my bike, because the cross-country at school had
left my legs sore. I grimaced at the tightness in my thighs as I
hit the steep hill. Yeah, stuff it; the bodyguards could be of some
use to me today.
    Putting my brakes on, I stopped
and looked
over my shoulder,