"I don't do shit halfway, sweetheart. You step in my flames, you'll burn to ashes!"
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The Kings of the underworld are in a bit of a predicament; their rule over the city is challenged as an old enemy...
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What hit me was, there was no mercy. ~ Cyrus Kar ___________________
Overthinking everything has always been her enemy.
So for the past twenty five minutes she's been frantically fiddling with her fingers and looking all around uneasy and nervous. She wasn't sure what she was more afraid of, what she might discover where she was headed, or what J-Hope could've discovered in her apartment?
The only thing that kept her sane was the thought that there was no reason for them to search her bedroom for one, and she had hidden her secret very well before escaping the house with Suga.
He had thought she wa was crazy for going back inside to only get her laptop and phone, but there were other things more dangerous than bullets, things that would haunt her, had her secrets come out.
All these together were the reasons she was eating up the imperfect nail polish as if it was candy.
She glanced at Taehyung who wasn't sparing a single look at her direction. The seriousness on dis face was off putting. She had to admit she missed him chasing after her and making lame jokes. Even if she'd only gotten a taste of it before stepping into the darkness of his world.
Letting out a sight she wondered where they were going. Looking around she saw nothing but empty streets and abandoned ports. They had been driving alongside the sea, passing major ports and speeding into unknown direction.
Well, unknown to her.
"There's a warehouse near a port," he informed her feeling her questioning gaze, even if she didn't ask anything verbally.
"And you're taking me there without a blindfold," She she stated more than questioned.
The Dealer shrugged to answer her.
"I guess the knowledge of this particular location can be spared."
"You guess?" Marcella demanded not liking the fact that he was playing around with her survival chances.
That was the last thing he said to her before silence ruled once more.
The radio was playing a slow song, old Jazz? Blues? She couldn't tell. Concentrating on the calming tune she let her head rest back against the seat. Closing her eyes, she willed herself to calm down, command the thoughts to go away and her body to relax.
Marcella didn't remember falling asleep, but when sh ripened her eyes the car wasn't moving anymore. The music was still playing in a low hum and the engine was quiet.
She turned her eyes to the side to ask Taehyung the obvious question; 'are we there?'
She stopped before she could, surprised at the close proximity he had gotten into. His face was inched away from her. She could smell his cologne, almost touch his nose.
