Chapter 41 : Love Like Cyanide

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~1 hour before the meeting at Reaslion's dock~

Areson :

As I was getting ready for the meeting with Alastair, I heard a knock on the door...

I went to open the door, my shirt not fully buttoned, as I didn't notice it...

I opened the door, Kasity.

"Oh God, inappropriate moment again?" She asked ironically...

"You've got serious trust issues." I tell her as I step back, creating space so she could come in...

"I have my reasons." She answered coldly.

"So, why are you here?" I ask her...

"Oh, I just passed by just to make sure you are going to win this battle against Alastair." She said while smiling, that fake smile.

"So you know I'm not planning to actually make a deal with him" I said as I put on my devilish smile.

"Traitor as always." She teased.

•You're a dangerous woman
You're a dangerous woman•

"What did you say?" I say as I approach her.

"Are you going to fix that shirt?" She said as she rolled her eyes.

"Does it look too tempting?" I teased...

She gave me an arrogant look.

"For God's sake." She said...

But then, she approached me and put her hands on my shirt.

"Don't you know that you've already been beaten at your own game?" She said as she unbuttoned it completely...

"Lovely crime." I said.

Sweet talk and pretty face
I got beat at my own game
You came around
Made me lose my mind
A lovely crime
Around a glass of wine•

•Call a priest, call my mother
Cuz Lucifer is going back to being an angel
I've found redemption in a foxy incarnation
I'm giving up my reign in Hell to spend a day in Eden•

She then took a few steps back...

She took a deep breath and turned her back at me.

"Are you okay Areson?" She asked slowly tilting her head at one side...

"It doesn't really feel good when you get beaten at your own game." I say, while walking towards the drinks at one side of my house.

•You broke into my sinful life
You shot me down and stole my heart
With just a look you locked me up
I guess it's bad luck•

I heard her heels as she followed me.
She took the glass of my hands...

"Aren't you going to do something important today?" She asked...

"May I know the real reason you're here?" I ask, as her behaviour seemed really strange today...

"Are you planning to kill yourself?" She asked, staring at my eyes as if trying to find the truth I was going to deny in my answer.

I smiled. Well, in fact the darkness has been hitting me hard these days.

"I'm not that weak." I answer...

You're the best woman for the worst of men
You bring some heaven to my wicked land
Cross my heart and hope to die
You leave me high and dry•

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