Chapter 7

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   Natasha had still neither processed nor recovered from the events of today . She had just save the God damn President of United Kingdom.

   The President.... she had just saved the President . She couldn't believe it . She had just stopped an assassination attempt on the President himself . OH LORD she had met the President ?!?!

     Somehow that thought was what that freaked her out most . Natasha had always loved the idea of doing something in her life.... something significant and worth while .... but saving the President or even meeting yet talking to him face to face and saving his life was something Natasha had never dreamt of .

   She wanted to be happy but at the same time a feeling of dread washed over her. What if the man she had stopped was indeed working for something bigger , like a evil organization ?! And what if she had just made herself a target !!

     The thought nearly made her faint. But luckily she had joined the Martial Arts and Karate Club when she was young . So she knew basic self defense .. at least she thought so she did .

     But even she knew compared to guns she was just a walking talking piece of meat target .

     Natasha through out the entire drive back to the Mansion had been quite . She was so lost in thought that she didn't even notice the concerned look of the driver nor did she realize that they had already arrived back .

     Only when the driver said "Ma'am" out loud was when she broke out of her trance of deep thought .

     She sighed and excused herself, she grabbed her shopping bags and practically ran or rather flew to her room and locked her door, they she began to think again about a thousand unrelated things .

     She hadn't realized it was already nightfall..... she had been thinking of different scenarios for 5 hours straight .

   Natasha sighed. She certainly wasn't up for this. She tried to forget about the nearly un realistic events of 'today in hope of getting some decent amount of good sleep  which to be fair she eventually did .

THE NEXT MORNING..............

      Eric sighed . He hadn't seen Natasha since yesterday . He desperately wanted to tell her about who he was. That he was the boss and Carol's son or The Myth as she called him, he wanted to tell her that he wasn't dating himself and neither was he gay.

      But whenever he tried to bring that subject up , it would end in failure nearly as soon as it began , and to say Eric was embarrassed would be an understatement .

    Right now he was worried .His driver who had taken Natasha to the Mall had reported to him that he was worried about her .At first it was odd, but then he asked why , apparently she had a few panic attacks which was more than enough to concern Eric .

     He sighed , he couldn't find her anywhere , she was probably still sleeping , he thought with a smile. Maybe he was just over thinking . She did for some reason wore the Maid outfit she wears when she works, maybe that got a few weird stares which caused her to panic ? Yeah that makes sense !? , Eric thought with a detective smirk.

     He sighed again and took the newspaper of today to catch up on the latest new, well more like for his mother to catch up on latest news, because Eric wasn't exactly the newspaper reader typr of guy .

    He sighed as he headed towards his mothers room.

    He curiously looked at the latest headlines and he froze at the spot . Because the headlines read : "THE MAID OF LONDON SAVES PRESIDENT FROM ASSASSINATION ATTEMPT BY ANACONDA MAFIA".

     Eric wasn't at all concerned about this lady called the "Maid of London" but what he was concerned about and what made him freeze was the Mafia that had made the assassination attempt .

     The Anaconda Mafia...... one of the enemies of Eric's Dragon Mafia . Eric knew that this was far bigger and more than just a assassination attempt.

     He knew it was time . As much as he hated to think about this , he couldn't let it slide .

     He immediately walked inside his mother , Carolina's (or Carol) , room . Carol was enjoying her cup of tea and when she noticed her son's expression she had a feeling what was wrong .

    She asked : "Don't tell me..... it's true isn't it ?"

    Eric nodded grimly . Carol glared at her son : " Now tell me how ?"

     Eric had no response . He hadn't expected this anger from his mother.

    Carol continued saying : "Son please tell me , i will understand , Why did you break up with Natasha . I had a wedding planned for crying out loud ?!?!?!"

       Eric looked at his mother in shock and bewilderment , in a ordinary time he would have blushed and laughed , but right now he didn't.

      This time Carol noticed something was off . She Said : "You didn't even start dating did you ? well on with it already .... i need grand kids ."

    Eric stayed silent but then simply handed the newspaper to his mum . Carol read the headlines and the tea cup fell from her hands and fell on the floor and seemingly shattered into a million pieces .

     Carol now too had a grim expression . She looked at Eric and said : "Eric , i think it's time you visited your father and brother."

      Eric nodded . He wasn't exactly looking forward to this reunion .

     Even carol was expecting some family drama , she knew that things were about to get out of hand , if they hadn't already .


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    END OF CHAPTER 7

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