fog of vengeance | h. ran

ｔｈｉｒｔｅｅｎ

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 13
ɪɴᴛʀᴜᴅᴇʀ

A/N: As to remind you again, this book is a slow-burn romance book. It'll take some time for both characters to develop their feelings for each other and to have more interactions with each other.

Everyone has been evacuated in the large yard. Y/N's standing alone at the corner of the place, worrying if Ran'd be okay. She bites her lips, taps her foot on the ground a few times. She feels anxious. Just who did send an attack? Why? After years of doing this event, never has one there's an attack like this. Y/N's lost in her thoughts. So many answers she needs to.

"My, My,It's L/N Y/N."

Suddenly an angelic voice interrupts her without even a proper greet. Y/N tilts her head a little, finding the person she doesn't want to meet the most. "I respect you but please, I have no time to have a conversation with you." Y/N whispers, making sure the lady hears her pretty well. She's about to walk away when she hears the woman giggles,

"Arrogant." Y/N's muscles tense under that word as she stops walking. "I suggest you stop flattering yourself." She can feel the lady walking to her direction with arms crossed. "And I suggest you stop acting all mighty and proud for being Haitani Ran's wife." Y/N grits her teeth. She needs to hide her anger. People around are watching. If she wants to slap her, she has to do it in private.

"I'm Kina Mihara." She stands in front of her, smiling beautifully like an angel while offering her hand at Y/N to shake.

She's acting.

"Y/N." The female replies shortly. Y/N ignores her hand as she turns to the other way. "You need to stop acting like a pretty bitch. He doesn't even love you." Mihara whispers in Y/N's earlobe. "I am the one who he desires. We've been loving each other since we were kids," Y/N keeps her cold straight face, facing the woman. "So a newcomer should know her place pretty well." Before Mihara gets to continue her words, Y/N leaves. "Yo—"

"My patience has its limits and it's very short. Before I slap you hard in the face, you better get out of my sight."

Instead of gasping, Mihara laughs instead. "You're so funny," She stands next to Y/N, smiling. "Do you think he would like that?" Y/N balls her hands into fists, hard. She digs her nails deep into her skin to control her anger. "How come you do not feel shame for loving someone's husband? How slutty can you be?" Y/N can see the smile on Mihara's face is gone.

"Don't call me a slut. Besides, it's your dear Mr. Husband who wants to be with me. Perhaps," She looks at Y/N from up to down. "Her wife doesn't please him well?" That's it. Before Y/N murder someone, she better get going. Y/N steps out of the place, leaving Mihara. She can hear the annoying bitch call for her. Yet— Y/N walks to the garden as she dials for Hirota.

"Yes, Mrs?"
Y/N clutches the phone so tight that she might smash it.
"Fetch me up now."
"W-What, Mrs? Isn't the event—"
"Hirota. Now."
"But—"
"You pick me up or I'll walk home."
"I got it, Mrs. We'll arrive shortly."
"I'm in the garden."

Y/N hangs the phone up. Y/N can hear crashes from the building. But she needs to get out of there as soon as possible. A few minutes later she waited until a black car stopped in front of her. "Thank you." Y/N mutters before getting into the car. "How was the night, Mrs?" Hirota, who's sitting next to the driver asks. Instead of answering, Y/N goes silent. "O-Oh," Hirota stutters as he looks back at the road. He can tell, if Y/: quiet means she doesn't want to talk about it.

Haitani Ran walks out of the building with his hands covered in blood. The yard is almost empty because guests started to go home. As he's walking out, someone reaches for him as she smiles. "Are you hurt?" Ran shakes his head in response as he steps to the guard he called before. "Where's my wife?" The question makes Mihara's muscles tense as she squints her eyes in annoyance.