The Collector

15

You felt sluggish the next day. Everything you heard from Izana was still stuck on your head.

Mikey's a boss of a criminal organization? So that explains his wealth. No wonder the Haitanis also used to book their appointment at salon before it opens.

What shocked you most was that Mikey killed his first ever lover. Her heart was gouged out and nowhere to be found when the authorities discovered the body. Not that Izana is making assumption that Mikey's behind the serial killing. Maybe someone imitating the first case, maybe not.

You felt a chill on your body. That's not the Mikey you know. That's not the man who saved you and gave you comfort.

While in deep thought, someone opened the door.

"The maid said you haven't touched your food since morning."

"I'm not feeling well Hanma. I'll just eat them later."

Hanma walked toward the bed and pulled the blanket away from your body. "Did Izana railed you that hard?" He had a teasing smirk on his face.

You just ignored him and pulled back the blanket from his hand and curled yourself inside.

"I could hear your lewd voice last night..." he kept on teasing you but you don't care. " Makes me wanna here it again right now."

Suddenly, Izana came in and the first thing he saw was the untouched plates of food.

"Leave us alone Hanma." Hanma then left the room shutting the door close.

Izana approached your bed and sat down. He held your head and ran his finger on your hair. "You have to eat y/n... I don't want you getting sick while in our care."

You turned around to face Izana but before you could speak, a sudden commotion occurred outside.

Someone kicked the door of the room where you are kept and it was Mikey. His eyes were dead and there were traces of blood on his clothes. Gun shots and loud noises could be heard outside.

Izana stood up and charged toward Mikey. They started fighting. Both doesn't want to lose they kept on kicking , blocking, throwing punches. You just silently stood on the corner because there's no way you could stop them.

Mikey's kick hit izana's neck and it knocked him off. He had the upperhand on this physical fight since the start.

"I'll ease your pain right now." Mikey took out a gun and pointed it on Izana's unconscious body. Before he could pull the trigger, you held on Mikey's arm.

He turned his head to you and you stared straight on his eyes. " You don't have to go that far Mikey. You already won."

Mikey dropped his gun and pulled you in his arm. You hugged him even though your mind is full of doubt about him.

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The whole drive was spent with Mikey clinging on to you as if he's scared of losing you again. When you arrived at his place, it was still the same since the last time you were there.

"Mikey... let's clean up before i treat your wounds. Come on." You held on his hand guiding him toward the bathroom.

You pulled his shirt up. There were several bruises but no wounds. Mikey reached for the zipper of your dress. It fell immediately pooling on the floor .

Mikey's eye widened when he saw the hickeys on your breast. He held both your shoulders pushing and pinning you on the cold wall.

"Did you fucked with Izana?" His eyes, it hold no emotion.

"Yes." You admitted. There's no point in lying. It was his fault anyway that Izana got you.

His grip on you tightened. Breathing hitched as if he wants to hit you. His hands travelled to your neck.

"What's wrong Mikey? Come on. You wanna strangle me to death right? Kill me. Kill me like how you killed your lover." You said in a calm manner.

Mikey had a sudden stop and backed off. He ran his hands on his face frustrated that he almost hurt you.

You felt this sudden guilt of making Mikey feel this way. He hid a lot of things from you but he came to get you back. He saved you AGAIN and ended up getting hurt this time.

I'm sorry... Mikey...