Devour

2

Espen glanced at Kyra before leaning back, seemingly slightly taken back. "Cat got your tongue?" I snap with a smile. The silence in the air thickened as he didn't dare respond to me.

"There," Kyra stood tidying up the medical supplies that had been sprawled out across the coffee table "All fixed up." she hummed. I glance down at her work before blowing her a kiss. "Thanks, sweetheart." I tease with a smile watching her eyes glare down at me as she leaves for the kitchen.

"Sweetheart?" The jet black-haired man questioned as he walked into the lounge room from the dining room slipping his phone into the back pocket of his jeans. I shrug flashing him my pearl white teeth signature smile that made me, well her, a heap of cash in the ring. Rolling my shoulders back I relaxed into the couch turning my attention back to the twin who still hadn't taken his eyes off of me, which was slowly and surely making me uncomfortable.

These people earlier thought I was a part of a gang that's coming after them, that must mean they're higher in ranks. Higher in ranks means more money, the money I could use to get home. "Let me stay here. I will be a great asset, I can fight." I quickly splurge as I figure out a plan in my head, if I can convince them to let me stay here I can steal some cash, run, hide and get back home. I might have them on my ass for a while but a little tip-off to the police should do the trick.

The three of them looked around at each other before the twins looked, what I am going to assume is their boss. He ran a hand down his face taking a moment to think about my offer, "Let's say I let you in. How do I know you aren't a spy?" he questioned.

I bite my tongue and let go of my dignity "Search me. Every gang has a symbol right?" I grab the hem of the white robe stained in dirt sliding it down my shoulders till it slid down my arms and onto the ground.

He glances at Kya signalling to her to go over and search me. As if that was any different to him doing it as he stared me down as her hands and eyes roamed around my body in search of anything that would give me away as a spy.

"She's blank. Except for this" Kyra spoke, turning me around so my back was facing him. I already knew what she had found, a tattoo identifying me as part of an illegal ring, famous in underground society due to the mass amount of money given to the owners of winning fighters.

I could hear his footsteps come closer when he stopped. I felt the warmth of his hand pressing on my back, tracing the tattoo as if making sure it was real. "I guess it's true you can fight," He leaned in closer, his breath fanning against my neck "Golden Poison.".

I shiver under his touch, my back naturally arching to remove his hand from my back, I bend down snatching my robe off of the ground wrapping it around myself. "Believe me now?" I ask, turning to face him, gulping down the worry in my throat.

"I do." He lowered his hand putting it in his pocket before he continued on "I'm Colton. This is Espen and Kyra my seconds in command. You are?". A good reaction so far, he must've know who I am. If he did, most people would have stuffed me in the back of the trunk by now.

I place my hands behind my back, shoulders back, head held high, legs straight. Her voice rang in my head. "Robin," I answered. This must have been the first time in years I had told someone my real name instead of my stage name. It felt good.

"Robin, what a beautiful name." Espen smiled, grabbing my hand placing a gentle kiss down on my knuckles only to get smacked on the head by Kyra who rolled her eyes. I sneered at the kiss pulling my hand from his lips taking a step back before looking at Colton who had his glued onto me with a smile that I couldn't decipher.

"Well, let's head home," Colton said, breaking eye contact with me to look at his goolies who nodded heading out the door first. He turned to me tilting his head towards the door "That includes you too now."