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25.Duel

X A V I E R

“I know you're there,” I stop myself from saying bitch ass because I know they are going to come out and pick an unnecessary fight. Not that I am not looking forward to it, but I don't wanna fight with a group of trained people. It would be a team versus one, and I know it is unfair. But they will not know it's unfair, or maybe they will just pretend like they don't think that the uneven fight is unfair. I know deep inside they will not care whether it is going to be unfair or not. “Come out man!”

I hear some rustling sound from the corner of the dark room. I look towards the sound to see lots of humanly shadows. I see more than twelve bulky figures coming towards my direction. The darkness is still hiding their faces. I know they all can see my face because the place I am standing is beside a translucent window which is letting the light enter the dark hall partially. I know the person who is walking lazily at the back is the fucking boss. The crazy leader of the Blood Swap Mafia, Jonathan Erixo. After what feels like a fucking whole minute, do they stand in front of me -looking at me with that fake pity look.

Does tracking a bomb takes this much time?

“Cavier Grey, Heir of the Grey enterprise and Company. Didn't know you would ever come here just because of a girl,” I scoff because of five huge reasons:
— First being that he don't even know my name correctly.
— Second because of him considering me the heir of the company when I am the CEO of the fucking company. Thanks to all the Mafia who made my dad sick and old. So that he gave me the company in a very early age.
—Third because of him, thinking that I can't love or fall in love. Yep, I am in love with Winter, and I am gonna proudly confess this to her after all this shits.
—Fourth because of me hearing his fucking voice and face.
—Fifth and lastly because I fucking want to.

“Well for your extra information I am Xavier Grey,” I try to contain my laughter while I see Jonathan's frown. “The CEO of Grey Enterprises and Company.”

The shock in the so-called Mafia Don is priceless. The shock then turn to anger and I know very well what's going to happen.

“SCOTT!!! Weren't you the one who told me the details of Cavalier Grey?” A bulky man steps out from the crowd, shivering in fear. I feel pity of him because it happened because of me. Well, to be honest it happened because of himself.

“Yes boss,” Scott replied, still shivering. “But I did what you told boss. I asked the watchman of the company's building about it, and he told me the details sir spoke of-”

“Shh!!!” Why do I feel like they are some mindless Mafia group? “We don't share or speak out the orders which I gave to anyone in front of an intruder.”

Intruder? Fucking intruder? Gosh, eat my brain.

“I am not an intruder,” I clarify. “I came here because you wanted me here. Don't you remember the second text you send? It was after your so-called explanation well… definition of the word hospital which I heard for the first time. I am glad you told me.”

The text he sent me after the first one was to meet them here. He didn't send me an address, instead he sent me a map which showed the location.

The glare on his clear skin -which makes me surprise he has clear skin. Gosh didn't think of him as the skin care type. This reminds me to do an appearance check. I look at him from up to down, noticing his brown hair which is freshly and perfectly gelled while mine is messy right now from the amount of time I ran my hand through it.

He is wearing a grey color suit which looks of a good quality. When it comes to shoes, well… not really a shoe -he is wearing a woman's comfy slipper which is unfortunately pink in color. Very bright, may I add. Gosh, the slipper seems really comfortable with that fake fur. I hope it is fake.