The Bad Boy Calls Me Enemy [ COMPLETED]

Not a distant cousin

April.






"Oh John! I can't believe it's really you!" Uncle George got up from behind his desk when we entered the living room. Scanning the surrounding around the room, I realised that he always created the same type of atmosphere in a room. A table placed to the farthest corner and exactly opposite to the entrance of the room for him. Minimum furniture around like a small coffee table in front of the television and couple of floor lamps standing around the room. All painted in black of course. Rest of the space in the room would be filled by the men he ordered around and the maids worked for him, forming two straight lines and always had their head bowed to their boss.




I swallowed hard trying to suppress the pile which had been rising in my throat after seeing him. Fear had gripped me from every angle, but I tried not to let it show on my face. Don't worry. You're not alone here.




"Drop the act George." Dad's tone was suddenly lethal.




"What? What act?" Uncle George failed in his act of innocence. 




"How dare you kill Juliet?" I saw Dad pulling out a small gun tucked behind his shirt. Where did he get that?




"Kill Juliet? What the hell Jonathan!" Uncle George shrieked apparently feigning shock onto his face.




"Seriously, I'm not going to give you another chance." Dad had pointed his gun at Uncle and for the first time I saw real terror appearing in his small emerald eyes.




"Wait! Seriously it wasn't me! But I know who did it!" Uncle George spat out in a hurry.




"What?" Dad lowered the gun.




"Yes. Can we please talk like civilized people?" Uncle asked cautiously.




As if he was anything but civilized.




"Let's talk somewhere private." Uncle said before his eyes flickered on me and I saw the familiar glint of dominance I his eyes.




"April, darling, why don't you wait in there." He pointed at the hallway which started at left leading to a couple of rooms. A maid came to me in an instance.




I looked at Dad and he didn't really seemed to oppose the idea. From the moment I'd heard he was the first boss I couldn't figure out what he was thinking anymore. Well, I'd just met him, so it was tough to know what's on his mind anyways but before today he was just my Dad. The Dad who'd showed up after a long time in my life.




Now, he was the former boss of a troop which did terrible things.




Even though I knew he certainly did care for me. I couldn't trust him enough.




Nodding at Uncle George, I followed the maid. She stopped at the third door and turned around, a sly smile played on her lips.




She opened the door and stepped aside. The room was dark. "Please." The maid gestured for me to go inside.




I hesitantly stepped inside but changed my mind when I saw the curtains were off and there was complete silence in the room. As I was turning, the maid quickly appeared at the door and closed it. More likely locked it.




I slapped on the door. "Hey! What's going on?!"




"Relax April." I heard the voice and shuddered.




Sweat started to form at my forehead as I slowly turned around one body part at a time.




"Hi April. It's been long." She said, and the lights were turned on.




"How are you sweetie?" She took a step towards me, and I plunged myself back into the door wishing I could just slide through it outside. She appeared glistening in the tube light. Her large sneaky grey eyes brought back the haunting feeling of that day.




The day she had tried to kill me.




"W-what-y-you-" I was hyperventilating. I felt my heartbeat picking up speed.




Gracie threw her head back and gave out a loud wicked laugh. "Are you serious? Oh my God! Finally!"




What was she talking about?




She took two huge steps and in a few seconds her face was an inch away from me. My heart literally stopped. My body already had lost senses. I felt like I was about to faint.




"You look so beautiful in despair April Grey." Her cold hand touched a side of my face as her eyes bore into mine.




I tried to swallow but felt nothing in my throat. It was dry as a desert.




"I'm so happy that you are this much afraid of me." She tilted her face and the same twisted smile played on her lips like it was on that day. She came closer and closer until her body was touching mine. Her breasts completely pushing onto mine and her hands intertwined with mine. My body froze.




"What do you think I'm doing this time?" She giggled a bit making a sick sound. Whatever sound her mouth made was sick to me.




"Let me go." I stared into her eyes gathering all of my strength. Those memories of her hands gripping my neck and the struggle to breathe weren't leaving my mind. Gracie could do anything to me.




"Oh, how cute." She craned her face into my neck and lightly pecked it. The touch of her lips on my neck sent sharp waves of disgust wash over my body.




"What-what the-the hell?" My mind raced with a million ideas of what she might be trying to do to me this time.




Then I felt it.




Slowly but with pressure her knee was crawling up to my thighs. I shivered, feeling my thighs getting forcefully parted. She's got to stop.




With a sudden emotion of disgust, I pushed her back, surprising her.




"What the hell Gracie? Are you out of your mind?" My voice was on another level. I'm sure it could be reaching every room of this building.




Just then the door burst open and a profusely sweating Austin walked in.




Great. Gracie's knight in shining armour is here.




"You okay?" He grabbed my shoulder lightly before asking. What? Why was he worried about me?




I couldn't say anything as I was busy getting shocked by the fact that my brother actually cared about me.




"April?" He narrowed his eyes at me.




"I don't know." I muttered.




"Gracie what the hell?" He shot a sharp look at her. "We had a deal. What are you doing here with April?"




What in God's name is going on here?




"It was dad's order. Don't yell at me." She jumped up from the floor and cleaned her clothes as if they were covered in soil.




"Dad?" My confused voice made the both of them glance at me.




"You don't know anything do you?" She sneered. "Do you ever use your head enough? I think it's not functioning properly."




"Shut up Gracie. She doesn't need to know." Austin took my hand. "Let's go outside."




There he goes again. Keeping secrets from me. I'm so sick with him and the way he keeps hiding everything from me. Like how he hid everything he knew about Christian. The fact that he knew Christopher in Amsterdam.




"Tell me. Now." I jerked his hand off me. Where were you when Gracie was literally suffocating me to death? You didn't even believe me! You left me and went to live with her in Uncle George's house!




My mind was screaming inside me.




"Tell me. What are you hiding this time Austin?" I couldn't hide the harshness from my tone as I glared at him.




Pain crossed over his face as he closed his eyes shut for a moment. "Fine."




"You know how Gracie is our distant cousin." He glared at her behind me.




"Yes. What about that?" I tried to figure out why he was so angry at her when he's been on her side all this time.




"Well. She's not our distant cousin." He pointedly said.




And then the realisation hit me like truck.




She was our actual cousin!

___END OF CHAPTER__