Second Chance

CHAPTER 9

Harry's pov:

Mustang placed her knife down on the ground beside her, drops of my blood still resting on the metal.

She thought she was funny. She wanted to play games. Well I could play games too. 

While No Name was too busy marking me up, I was at work breaking the rope. It tore apart just as she finished drawing the star, and she didn't notice a thing. Now I just had to catch her off guard. But I was gonna get some answers first.

"Here's how this will work. I asked you five questions, but since you're my guest, I'll let you have six. At the end we'll see who answered the most honestly. Winner gets to draw a star wherever they want on the other person. Deal?" She explained.

I was well aware that she had given me the extra question to increase her chances of winning. But I didn't care. She'd be the one receiving the star, and I had the perfect place to put it.

I smiled at her. "Deal."

She waved her hand, gesturing for me to begin.

"Alright well since you gave me an easy first question, and my nick name is Easy for a reason, I'll make yours easy too. What's your name?" She smirked, hesitating for a second.

"Axelle." She answered.

"Full name." I corrected.

"Technically that should count as your second question, but I'll let it slide." She paused. "Axelle Jane Huxely, at your service." She reached her hand out for me to shake, and I went to do it, but then remembered my hands were supposed to be tied. I made a grunt noise as if my hand had been caught, and she grinned. "Oh how silly of me," and then pulled her hand back, chuckling lightly.

"Axelle, interesting." I responded. She titled her head to the side for a moment, before realization came across her face.

"Ooo yay, I get a star!" She exclaimed, peeling a star from her pack and placing it over her left tit. I honestly couldn't tell if her excitement was genuine or not. I rolled my eyes, before asking my next question.

"Right, what're your parents names?" I decided on. The more background information I could get on her, the more I'd be able to get Niall to find online.

"No idea, I've never met them. I was put up for adoption right after I was born." She responded. I expected her to lie, or process her answer for a second, but I guess she really didn't want to loose.

"Another star for me!" She announced, sticking the next one over her opposite tit. She then placed her hands back in her lap and waited for me to continue.

I pondered over what to ask her for a moment. Do I want information about her, or about Mavericks plans?

"How long have you worked for Maverick?" Is what I went with. I decided I'd use three questions for personal things and three for shit to do with Maverick.

"He picked me up from the adoption center when I was 5. I started training with him at 6 and I became an agent for him at 16. But I've been actually working for him for 8 years." Oh, so we're the same age. I thought she was younger.

"So Maverick's your adopted dad?" 

"No he never adopted me, just picked me up. I don't call him dad and I don't consider him to be my dad." She replied sternly. After a second, her serious look turned to a grin. Without saying anything, she peeled another star and place it on her right shoulder. Then she looked back at me.

"Three for three. Better start asking harder questions Easy," Axelle taunted. She asked for it.

I had planned to ask about Mavericks plan, to try and get information, but I was not about to let her win, so instead I asked, "Do you find me attractive?" I smirked at her, meanwhile she kept a straight face. She moved her eyes over my face, then down my body, and back up until she met my gaze again. 

"Yes," Was all she said.

I honestly expected her to lie and not give me the ego boost. I obviously knew she found me attractive, I mean, who wouldn't. But I didn't think she'd admit to it. After my feelings of flattery left, I internally cursed, because she was now tied with me with four honest answers. If she answered one more, I'd be getting another branding.

While I was having my internal realization, she was sticking yet another sticker on her left shoulder with a wide, toothy grin.

"Alright, no more easy questions. Why were you so upset about me being your new partner?" I grinned when she furrowed her brows.

"What?"

"Well, you said yourself that when Maverick told you I'd be your partner, you yelled at him about it for an hour. Why's that?" My grin didn't leave my face and she paused, looking for an answer.

I've got her.

"Because I work alone. A partner means a higher chance of fucking up. I don't fuck up," She finally answered. I could tell she was telling the truth, she worked alone. But that wasn't why she was so upset about me. 

"Tsk Tsk Axelle, you were doing so good. One more question." I didn't even bother giving her a second chance. I knew she wouldn't answer, and even if she did, I wasn't about to give her the win that easily. 

Axelle remained silent, waiting for my final question. 

"If you were allowed to kill me right now, would you?" I know this seemed like an easy question, but by the look on Axelles face when I asked it, it wasn't a simple yes or no.

She thought for a minute, never taking her eyes off of me. She seemed conflicted, but I couldn't tell why. I didn't expect for her to take this long. 

Finally she came to a decision. "Yes," was her answered. I could have guessed that, but I was still unsure why it was so difficult for her.

Her straight face turned into a smile, when she realized her win. She peeled one of the big stars from the bottom and stuck it in the middle of her chest. She then looked over to me before picking up her knife, and kneeling in front of me. 

Her eyes trailed over my open skin for a moment, before she brought her knife up to my neck without saying a word. 

I remained a still as possible as I felt the sharp pain of the knife breaking my skin. I could feel her drawing the first line to the star. I'd be lying if I said this wasn't turning me on at all. What can I say, it wasn't my fault I had a pain kink. She finished the first line and began to draw the next, this one a bit deeper than the last, causing me to hiss at the sting. She didn't stop though. She proceeded to draw the next three lines while I remained as still and quiet as possible. I could feel a trail of my blood slowly creeping its way down my neck, dripping onto my black shirt.

Once she finished, she pulled away to get a proper look at her creation, smiled, and then sat back in her seat in front of me.

"Well Harry, this was fun. Good game," She stuck out her hand in front of me, and I went to shake it, lightly gripping her hand. 

I got lost in the softness of her skin for a moment, not realizing when her grip began to tighten until she was pushing down on my pressure point. It then clicked in my mind that I was supposed to still be tied up to the chair.

Sneaky bitch. 

But of course I realized too late, because as my eyes widened, she was flipping my wrist backwards and shoving me off the chair, causing it to fall over with me since my ankles were still tied to it. 

She used the position of the chair to her advantage, placing it over me, leaving me lying between the legs, ankles still restrained. I tried to push myself up using my arms, but I didn't get up very high before she sat in the chair over me, and placed her heeled foot in between my shoulder blades. 

"Oh Easy, you must not know. I'm the best agent in this mafia. Better than Maverick himself. You can't fool me." 

Fuck.

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HAHA AXELLES SUCH A DICK I LOVE HER!!! I hope you guys enjoyed their little game. Now its time to see how well they work as partners!