Inna's pov
Worry filled my head.
The two days that had passed were making me have a quite heavy headache. The headache told me it was time to rest someplace quietly, to ride out the storm within my brain, I wanted my pain to ease. I didn't know why Ace didn't come after our last night as she promised.
But I'm so fucking worried.
And I was sure that Ace was a woman of her word. I was in a daze, my mind telling me that something had happened. "What took your mind off Inna?" Olga asked me after training.
"I don't know. Can I ask you a question?"
"Do you know anything about the past of the Markov family? The guys didn't inform me about anything about it."
"Well, I don't know much. But I know that the late father of the Don was an enemy of the Yakuza's Don. There was a talk about an arranged marriage for ages, but it hadn't happened, that's what I know of, some rumors tell that the last donna had died the day she gave birth to her daughter." Olga said just throwing me into another abyss of thoughts.
"Right. What do you think about the probability of the mission succeeding?" I asked.
"With the hundred percent of our trained assassins- I'm sure that it will be a success."
I nodded my head. "Don't worry- it will end soon Inna." Olga was comforted when she noticed I was feeling uneasy about something before, She asked me again what was going on, and the sound of a bullet was heard making us both go out of the kitchen toward the sound of the shot. Just to lead us to Sin's office.
Mikhail looked at us in a daze, opening the office door- we could see the bullet hole in the wall of his office,
"What's happening Sin?"
Angry eyes, wanting to catch their prey were his response.
He looked mad as hell. Mad as Sin.
I was watching the scene before me, not understanding a thing. The next seconds were the fastest seconds I could count in my life- a bullet came flying towards me making me remember the second time we met in my bedroom apartment. And again- I didn't flinch.
I got a sort of Deja vu.
Some straps of my hair were flying back under the small, fast wind caused by the bullet.
The bullet went flying towards me.
I smelled the smoke coming from it because I was still breathing.
He just pulled the trigger towards me.
But it did not this me. He missed again.
His dark eyes locked with my hazel eyes. It was all dark, all bloody, all mad.
"What the heck are you doing Sin?"
Mikhail cursed Sin, again the latest didn't give him a single glance. Sin stood up, and the aurora that came with him screamed danger and blood. His steps on the ground were listening to the people in the room in the silent room.
He stopped in front of me.
I looked back at him in wonder- from kissing to killing. What a beautiful scenario;
Sin's gaze bore into mine, his expression impassive, but his eyes harbored a flicker of something darker. He remained silent, his silence amplifying the tension in the room.
Olga stood by my side, my heart pounding in my chest. I had known Sin for months, but I had never seen him like this. His normally composed demeanor was replaced by a palpable aura of danger and unpredictability.
