chapter-9: the masked man

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"What do you mean you've never seen her?! You're literally the only person who wants to gossip about everyone all day! " Ian shouted at his so called gossiper friend, "geez calm yo tits down man, it's not like i venture out everyday to screw with every women i see, literally aren't you even tired of it? " His friend snorted out, which only angered the billionaire playboy. "Fine, I'll do it myself. If i get her, i wouldn't need anyone else, that girl is a rare diamond"
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"The fuck is up with his face he looks like he got chewed on by a Chihuahua" Snickered Angela as she saw Ian walking down her way with 2 glasses of Champaign along with some glares from various women around this fancy ass ball. 'Great, here we go again' thought Angela. As expected, Ian started off by flirting right away, throwing in the ' I'm rich blah blah rich is me' Angela knew just how to tick this imbecile chewing gum looking guy off, and that is to ignore him which she did. She walked away and towards a guy in a mask which she found odd since it wasn't a masquerade ball. But it seems he was on some type of a mission too, since she could see the outline of the thin dagger knife along the rim of his dark blue suit. 'Seems like i got myself a weapon' she then proceeded to walk towards the man while slowly eyeing Ian along the way, smirking slying so as she did. She suddenly went near him scaring the guy a bit as no one was supposed to pay him any attention, meaning Angela just made his work harder, which was her plan anyways, if it's not hard it's not a job. She then leaned in and whispered to him "i see you got a job to do, help me out first then we'll get to yours in a min" And without a warning she suddenly shouted and Ian came rushing over with the most worried face, and asked what was going on, everyone's attention was at the three of them "oh no it's my bad, my uttermost apologies sir, i thought this man here had tried to harass me but alas i was wrong, my sincere apologies dear sir" Angela said to the masked man who was still confused at the situation bestowed upon him "oh i don't think it was an accident, was it not. I feel like he really did something to my precious diamond who is extremely delicate"....... Uhhh i just killed a man last week, I'm not that delicate but okay. " You've been mistaken, i haven't even glanced at your diamond sir, i only ever wanted a dance.... Um... With... You.... Yes! You! Sir Ian, may i have this dance with you? " He awkwardly bowed and raised his hands, also the wrong one, you raised the wrong one. This is the most funniest scene in my whole career it's somewhat adorable. Ian just snorted at the man and walked away with my arms in his hand, i glanced over at him again, smiled and whispered a thank you to him. After further observation i could see that the dagger was too small for a weapon so it must be for protection, so as a matter of fact his mission was to stalk, not to kill. But the person, i couldn't identify, better luck next time. I said to myself. Ian then bought me to an inside garden with the view of the moon, 2 moons actually, weird i thought there were more than that actually. The garden was filled with different kinds of flowers. Lily pads, daisies, baby breaths, Narsiccus and more, but the one that caught my eyes the most, were the roses. "You have roses? I thought they had gone extinct" I asked unconsciously, then Ian took off his jacket and laid it down, more like threw it across the room, then he turned to me and said "i don't care about roses or what not, they don't interest me, what interest me is you. Strip, now"
"Wh-what? What do you mean? I-"
"It wasn't a request, it's an order"
"What?! No i mean like-"
"Did i stutter? "
Oh boy, i knew this would happen.

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