𝐓𝐖𝐓𝐏𝐓𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐁: 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 [Dionxoc]

Chapter |5|

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Pathetic

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Vermiel's POV:

|• I woke up, again. On top of the enemy's bed, sounds a little romantic if it weren't in real life. Because unlike those stories my younger cousin, Elizabeth, recommends me... I'm in a tight situation where I could seriously die...

Or worse, become an Agriche's slave. Oh I definitely don't want that, that would ruin my already stained pride for my family...such disrespect!

My right hand slithered up to my forehead, feeling the heat of my fever. Ah, my view is blurry...

My eyes tried to slide from left to right but I immediately stopped when my head ached like it was banged by a door, hard. I closed my eyes in pain and scrunched my nose while gritting my teeth...then hissed and stopped again because of the throbbing pain...

my right hand instantly clenched whatever it was holding, my head was too fuzzy to even glance on what it is. I just want someone or something to ease the burning pain.

"are you finally awake?", A sudden whisper blew into my ear.

"Ah!- argh!!!"

I jumped so hard from the sudden voice that I sat up startled, but only to regret when my head ached like it was banged to a bloody wall. Head aches are the worst, I'd cancel my contract with Sebastian just to get rid of it...

I might have forgotten that there was someone with me in this room because a hand felt ny forehead, checking my temperature. I was still clutching ny head like my life depended on it that I couldn't think straight that I spit a chain of curses.

"Ah, this is troublesome, why did you have to burn with a fever, I can't interrogate you like this....not that it's needed", the familiar voice said, I wouldn't look on who's speaking, but I clearly know it's that Dion Agriche, probably the second most suspicious person in the mansion...

The first would be Roxana...

"Ah, this is troublesome, why did you have to trigger my fever...I can't think straight because of you", I snapped at him with an irritated scowl. Ah, this is so humiliating...

"If you can snap at me like that then you can speak properly-". Dion snatched me by the hand and dragged towards a table near a window while I groaned in pain. Don't make my head ache worse!

My eyes looked down to my feet, and that's where I realized how the night gown was really short. I could even see the large scar on my left knee up to my thighs, that's how short it is. Oh, Victoria...

I stumbled down on a chair, my hands slamming on the table as I balanced myself to seat comfortably on the chair. I leaned my forward down to my arms, which were resting on the table... panting at the heat this damn fever is giving me...

"Now, tell me Vermiel, who sent you here?", Dion asked. I furrowed my eyebrows, I thought you already inow that? Or are just messing with me? Sadistic bastard...

I didn't answer.

"Who are your targets? I must say, I'm impressed you took down father that easily", he asked again. Don't act Clueless, Agriche, you already know the answer to that. I didn't answer, just trying to calm down my throbbing head...