Wings of Broken Time by Alina Das 44
Wings of Broken Time by Alina Das 44 Summary
Larissa and Haskell share a moment of playful and genuine connection as they interact in a hospital setting. Despite Haskell’s broken legs and the severity of the situation, their conversation is lighthearted, with Larissa teasing him about his careful, gentle care and asking about his past. Haskell reveals that he has never cared for anyone the way he cares for her, indicating a special bond forming between them. Their mutual curiosity and teasing create a warm atmosphere amid the tension.
The dynamic shifts slightly when Haskell points out Finley, the eldest grandson of the Judson family, who Larissa has just injured. Larissa casually contemplates silencing Finley to prevent him from revealing what happened, showing her pragmatic and ruthless side. Finley, terrified and desperate, tries to escape despite his injury, unaware that Larissa already knows Haskell, which adds complexity to the unfolding situation.
Haskell offers to deal with Finley, but Larissa insists on handling it herself, emphasizing that this is her family’s issue. Haskell then declares himself Larissa’s fiancé, stating that her problems are now his, deepening their connection and commitment to each other. Larissa responds with playful skepticism, doubting she is truly the first woman he has treated with such kindness.
The chapter ends with Larissa taking control of the situation by blocking Finley’s escape and forcing a pill down his throat, leaving him frightened and suspicious about what she has given him. This moment highlights Larissa’s determination and willingness to take drastic measures to protect herself and her interests, setting the stage for further conflict.
“It looks like your time with the Judson family hasn’t been as smooth as you made it out to be,” the man remarked, his tone calm but probing.
Larissa glanced down at his precise, careful movements, her initial puzzlement softening into an amused smile. “Oh, it’s been quite easy, actually. See? I just handled one little problem without breaking a sweat.”
Haskell’s lips curved into a quiet chuckle. He found himself growing more fond of her with every passing moment.
“And what about you?” she asked, stepping behind his wheelchair and beginning to push it gently. “How did you end up with broken legs here? Care to share your story? I’ve got some time to kill, and honestly, I’m in no rush to return to the Judsons.”
His eyes softened, lashes fluttering as he looked up at her, but the playful smile never left his face. “If you want to know, I don’t mind telling you.”
“I do,” Larissa replied, her curiosity genuine. “When you have a moment, you’ll have to tell me everything. It’ll help me understand you better.”
Following his lead, she turned her hand palm-up, allowing him to carefully cleanse her palm after he’d finished wiping the back. Watching his delicate, methodical work, she couldn’t resist teasing him a little. “Have you ever done this for Honora?”
Haskell’s hands remained steady, never faltering. “No.”
As if sensing she might doubt his answer, Crispin, his assistant, called out from a distance, “He really hasn’t, ma’am.”
Larissa grinned, continuing the playful banter. “Even if your master had done this for Honora, you wouldn’t necessarily be aware of it.”
Crispin was momentarily speechless. Back when Haskell was at the peak of his power, he wouldn’t have needed to perform such care for any woman. As for his current behavior, Crispin couldn’t tell if it was true love at first sight, as Haskell claimed, or simply gratitude for Larissa’s promise to heal his broken legs.
Haskell, however, showed no sign of embarrassment or guilt. He smiled openly at her teasing. “You’re the first.”
After gently wiping her hands clean, Haskell dropped the blood-stained handkerchief to the ground and wheeled himself back a few steps, positioning himself to look directly at her face.
Their eyes locked, Larissa held his gaze without hesitation. “Well, I’m honored.”
“The honor is all mine,” Haskell replied with a broad grin, then his attention shifted to Finley, who lay sprawled nearby. “He’s the eldest grandson of the Judson family. You just crippled him. What are you planning to tell them when you return?”
Larissa shrugged casually. “I was just thinking about that. Maybe I should poison him so he can’t talk, and break his hands too. Then he wouldn’t be able to snitch on me.”
At the mention of this, Finley’s face twisted in terror. Despite his injured leg, he began dragging himself desperately toward the door, crawling with frantic urgency.
He never would have guessed that Larissa already knew Haskell.
Haskell watched Finley’s pitiful attempt to escape with an amused smile. “That’s a clever idea. But if you don’t mind, I could take care of him for you.”
Larissa shrugged again, a hint of determination in her eyes. “No, it’s fine. This is my family’s problem. No need to drag you into it.”
“From now on, I’m your fiancé,” Haskell declared softly. “Your problems are my problems.”
Larissa laughed, the sound light and teasing. “You’re so smooth with your words. I’m starting to doubt I’m really the first woman you’ve ever treated this kindly.”
She strode over to Finley, who was still crawling painfully toward the factory entrance, and blocked his path firmly. Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out a small porcelain bottle and forced a pill down his throat.
“Cough, cough…” Finley choked violently, trying to spit the pill out, but it was too late. The bitter, medicinal taste spread quickly across his tongue.
“What did you give me?” he gasped, suspicion and fear flashing in his eyes. He knew it couldn’t be anything good.
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
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