Please don't chase me

What are your plans?

Warning: This chapter contains some violence and is darker in nature. Please proceed at your own risk.

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An unbearable silence spread. An awkward tension rose. The dark night surrounded the suffocating car. There was no light source. Neither outside nor inside the car. Only a slight humming tore through the vicious sweat drops running down Mr K's neck.

He wanted to speed away but who knew this crazy girl would just hop onto his backseat. Actually, this was the perfect chance for him to get rid of her, but whenever he looked at the rearview mirror she smilingly stared back at him.

For some reason, Mr K got the creeps and goosebumps spread across his skin. Yana was in her pyjamas but her loose black hair and her pale face made her mysteriously attractive underneath the moonlight. As if she was an ethereal ghost haunting him.

"You said something about the project?'' Mr K impatiently tapped on the wheel. He just wanted to get out of here. He could just pull her out and drive away but her words intrigued her.

"Yes. Despite my previous reluctance, I do think LXL's proposal sounds more and more... How do I say... enticing? Very, very tempting," as Yana said this her voice became more alluring and she continued to smile at the mirror. It was as if she was hinting on something else.

Mr K got her intentions and smiled, "Oh, is that so?"

"Of course," seeing him losing his tie, Yana moved towards his seat and sat on the gap between the driver's and passenger's seat. Her frail and thin body fit perfectly. Mr K turned to her and seeing her like this he gulped. Her fair and soft neck and collarbones were particularly eye-catching.

Yana's slender fingers trailed Mr K's chest up and down before she removed the tie and twirled it between her fingers. Her eyes playfully glanced at Mr K, "Of course, there are still some conditions. I'm afraid I need a man."

"Hoh? Tell me what are they?" Mr K's eyes followed Yana as she sat back on the backseat, still playing with his tie, "For example, I want to know the truth."

"The truth?"

"Yes," Yana's eye smile was pleasant to Mr K, "After all, I should know what's going to happen to me, right?"

"You want to know in detail?" Mr K wore a smirk.

"Yes," Yana whispered into Mr K's ear as she moved towards his seat again from the back. Her arms slung around his chest before moving up to his neck. The tie was still in her hands.

"Will you tell me everything?" Yana's voice was as sweet as honey dripping onto bare skin, but her movements were as vicious as the thickness of honey suffocating someone. After her soft fingertips glided over Mr K's neck, she straightened the tie with both hands before-

"Kuagh! Ahhh-"

She strangled Mr K from behind.

Shocked, he desperately struggled on the seat and tore at his tie. He couldn't breathe! This crazy woman, where the hell did her strength come from with such a frail body?

While Yana applied pressure, her face remained unmoved. Getting someone to talk using physical force was nothing bad. At first, she couldn't, no, she didn't want to hurt people but she has learnt that in order to achieve her goals, sometimes torture was inevitable.

And that torture was the most effective way to get someone to talk. Yana still hasn't gotten the information she wanted on the managers. She knew her contact was busy but it still took more time than she anticipated. So, in order not to fall into their traps, she needed to figure out their intentions herself.

Yana got suspicious the first time they met, especially after Mr K threatened and verbally abused her with the intent to defile her. It was at that moment, she got wary of them.

"I know all of your dirty little secrets, Mr K. If you don't want the world to know about it. You should tell me what I want to know," Yana loosened the tie for a bit only to apply more force again. Of course, it was a lie. Yana didn't know yet. Yet. It was obvious Mr K had something to hide judging by his expression.

No, it was obvious that all company's executives had dark secrets to hide. This was also something Yana had to learn the hard way.

"I also know the secret between the three companies,"

Hearing this, Mr K gasped and struggled even more.

Of course, this was another lie. It was only a guess of Yana's but she found it surprising how for randomly chosen people, Mr K, S and M seemed to know each other beforehand. As well as how their proposals were at the first glance different but at the core had the same idea.

And that was to get rid of the orphanage and make a more profitable source of income. But why?What did their companies plan?

And finally, the last nail that hit the coffin was the fact that Mr K met with Carol at night, here, in front of the orphanage. Thus, Yana successfully concluded that the managers, or at least Mr K wanted to do something to her.

As for Carol, why she joined in and hated Yana, Yana wasn't sure yet but she would figure it out later.

"So? Do you feel like talking yet?" Yana removed the tie again, so Mr K could breathe. Greedily sucking in the air but not daring to move, Mr K appreciated this small mercy.

Yana was properly trained and these years of training have greatly impacted her humanity and morals. Of course, she still tried to regain her previous cheerfulness but as each day passed, Yana wondered if this was just an act or if she really became a cold and heartless person.

Of course, she has never killed anyone, was never forced to kill anyone, even during the mock missions Roy sent her on, although they were dangerous, she didn't have to dirty her hands. However, when it came to it, Yana had the feeling she wouldn't hesitate raising a weapon and watch someone lie in their own cold blood.

Even for a small task like this, she'd use anything that was in her arsenal, even if it meant to hurt others. Sometimes Yana started to question herself and hated the person she became but in the face of what the future held, she was still too weak and merciful.

"Tell me what are you doing here? Why have you contacted Carol? What are your plans and goals? What do you want to do with me?"

Once again the tie slung around Mr K's neck depriving him of his freedom. Yana could hear the frantic heartbeat of his, could hear his irregular breathing, could feel the bulging veins on his neck. If she had something sharp she could easily slice those fragile veins open and let him bleed to death.

It wasn't hard. Extinguishing a life was so easy. But for now, that had nothing to do with Yana, "Mr K, I could do much worse things to you. I think it's best for both of our interests to let this pass quickly and get on with our lives, right?"

Mr K whimpered under Yana's touch. His fat face was covered in tears and sweat from on his bald head.

"I...I... tell you!" he finally managed to choke out and rang for air. He held his neck and his trembling eyes confirmed that Yana's hands and the tie were far away from him.

"The ...banquet... at the banquet. It... We... it was planned to have you kidnapped and..."