ABSOLUTE INSANITY: A forbidden bond-Chapter 207: No use

Chapter 207

KATYA POV

I froze in front of the locked doors, my heart hammering in my chest.

No guards were in sight. Not a single uniformed figure pacing the hall. Was this my sign?

I glanced back the way I’d come, just to make sure I wasn’t trapped. Still empty.The doors loomed ahead, cold steel and unyielding.

There were no windows, no peep holes, nothing to give me a glimpse of what—or who—was behind them.

I swallowed hard. Shouting Aria’s name crossed my mind. Just one desperate shout. But even as I considered it, the stupidity hit.

She might not hear me. And worse.....What if I blow my cover?

My pulse spiked. One loud sound could alert the guard, I had already accepted my fate with the camera currently videoing me but I didn’t want to be caught right now.

I bit my lip, forcing my breathing to slow. The temptation to scream clawed at my throat, but I forced it down.

I had to think. Every second I wasted, every misstep I took, could endanger her. I pressed my forehead against the cold steel for a fraction of a second, feeling the hum of whatever security system pulsed behind it.

No guards. No windows. No safe way to call to her. But she was in there somewhere. I could feel it.

I stepped back, crouching slightly, trying to weigh my options.

Think, Katya.

One wrong move and it’s over. But if you do nothing... she could be gone before you even get a chance.

I straightened, fists clenching, walking towards the first door. I stopped in front of the first door.

Up close, it looked even more unforgiving—thick steel, no handle, just a smooth surface broken only by a keypad and a small blinking light.

I ran my fingers over the edges, feeling for seams, for anything loose. Nothing. I crouched down, inspecting the bottom.

No gap. No shadow beneath it. Whoever designed this had thought of everything. I straightened and jumped lightly, trying to catch a glimpse of the top, as if there might be a vent or a camera I’d missed.

Just more steel. More silence. "Damn it," I breathed under my nose, leaning to the side, then the other, pressing my eye close as if sheer will might let me see through it.

Nothing. The door gave nothing away. Frustration and pain crept up my spine, my head buzzed with dizziness too.

But I still dropped back into a crouch, scanning the wall beside it, the floor, the ceiling—anything that didn’t look exactly like it belonged.

Then, slowly, I leaned forward and pressed my ear against the cold surface. The chill seeped into my skin.

I held my breath, all I heard was my own heartbeat. I waited still kneeling, counting the seconds, forcing myself to stay still despite the ache in my body.

"Katya" My head snapped up at the sound of my name. The voice was so harsh that it made my pumping blood run cold.

Romeo.

He stood several feet away, half-shadowed by the harsh basement lights. He wasn’t wearing a jacket or suit—just a sleeveless black shirt that exposed his arms.

One of them was wrapped in fresh white bandages, already faintly stained through. I knew, instantly, that I was in deep shit.

His face was not calm, the usual terrifying calmness was not there. The mask he always wore was firmly in place, unreadable to anyone who didn’t know him.

Unfortunately, I knew him. And his eyes—naturally hard, always sharp—had gone colder. Hardened into something ruthless and controlled, like steel drawn too tight.

My throat closed. I pushed myself to my feet slowly, every nerve screaming at me to run even though my body knew it wouldn’t matter.

"I...." My voice came out thin, useless. His gaze flicked from my face to the door behind me. Then to the keypad. Then back to me.

One look.

That was all it took for him to understand exactly what I’d been trying to do.

"What," Immediately his voice came again I flinched, I had never heard him this cold, "are you doing down here?"

The silence that followed pressed in on me, suffocating me so hard. My heart slammed against my ribs as I forced myself to stand straighter, even as my instincts screamed that this was the worst possible move.

"I woke up," I said finally, hating how small my voice sounded. "I couldn’t sleep."

"You were told to stay in your room."

"I needed air." Another lie. Worse.

"At five am?" Romeo took a single step forward. " this far away from the top floor" I took a step back. The distance between us suddenly felt too short but that seemed to worsen the situation.

His gaze dropped briefly—to my bare feet, to the way I was swaying just slightly from pain and lack of rest—before lifting again.

"Did you really think," he asked calmly, "that you could come down here without me knowing?"

My stomach sank. The cameras. Of course.

I swallowed hard, forcing myself to meet his eyes even as fear crawled up my spine.

"I just wanted to look," I said, the truth slipping out before I could stop it. It’s better to say he truth than lie in this situation.

I mean, this man literally killed his cousin. His blood.

"Look for what, Katya?" The way he said my name this time was different. I opened my mouth—but before a single word could come out, Romeo’s hand moved.

He reached behind him and drew a gun from his waistband, the metal catching the basement light for just a second before settling in his grip.

My breath hitched. He didn’t raise it. Didn’t aim. He simply let it rest at his side, loose in his hand like an afterthought.

Like he didn’t even need it raised for me to understand what it meant.

"I don’t even know why," he said quietly, taking another step toward me, "I still left you alive."

Each word landed with terrifying calm. "When you’ve shown," he continued, his gaze never leaving my face, "that you have no loyalty to this house."

Another step. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"No obedience."

Another.

"And increasingly," his voice dipped, colder, "no use."

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