The Gangster And The Hacker

Chapter 52

Venere's PoV

I paced around the room while Mark and Vale were just sitting there, sipping tea like they were retired people that have no worry in this entire damn universe. "Are you both serious right now?"

"And you!" I turned to Mark and glared at him. "You didn't even try to fucking stop him?"

"And sign my death sentence? No thank you." 

"Haan, haan tu toh uske piche hi ghumne wala hai." Xavier chuckled at my reply while Mark just glared at Xavier.

"What are you glaring at, huh?" Xavier asked. Mark said nothing, continuing to glare at Xavier. "What, lost your voice now? Till now you had little to no things to say before but when she asked why you couldn't stop 'Jasper', you sprung up with defense faster than-" Before Xavier could complete his sentence, Mark held Xavier's neck and pointed the gun at his head.

 "What's this? I leave for a few hours and you all are on to each other's throats?" I turned around to see Jasper at the door. I held his wrist and started to drag him towards my room of the villa we rented.

"Hey, hey... can you stop for a second? Let me atleast keep the bag." I stopped and let him keep the bag. "Mark, if you can accompany us..." Giving one last look at the bag Jasper kept and back at Xavier, I dragged Jasper with me to the room. Mark followed us and opened the door for us and went in.

Pushing him inside, I locked the door and whirled around to yell at him but Jasper pinned against the door. "What is it with you? Just because I'm not saying a single thing does not mean I'm going to let you do any fucking thing your impulsive brain tells you to do." 

"I'm impulsive? What the fuck is wrong with you damnit!" I tried to free myself but was unable to, all because of this moron in front of me. "Leave me you bastard!" With one last try, I pushed him away from me. "Do you have any idea how fucking wrong all of this could have gone? That brother of yours is out there looking for any way to kill you and here you are walking off like you're in a fucking garden of roses and giving him the chance to do so like a treat on the fucking plate!" Getting closer to him and pointing at my neck I started, "Yaha-" 

But before I could continue, he interrupted me and said, "Who the fuck are you to tell me what's right and what's wrong?" And in that moment, I realized how right he was. I was still baffled at his reply but still stared right into his eyes and continued, "Okay, you know what.. You are right. I'm fucking nobody to tell you what's right and what's wrong."  He looked as if he expected some other reply but that didn't discourage me. In fact it made me more angrier than ever, for caring, for thinking about him. For thinking that we were at least friends. But he crushed all those thoughts like those brittle sand castles and now he will have to face the Mac I have been suppressing ever since I got here. The most cruel form of Mac. I suppressed it so that I could start digging around for info of Max and Remy but I, in midst, started to actually care about him. I actually thought of myself as Venere. His Venere. But that's not my real identity. My identity can never ever be Venere. My real identity is something that none of these motherfuckers could ever think of.

So, bad bitch Mac is back honey.

"You don't give a fuck about yourself naa? Then let's end this whatever deal we had made with each other and I will get the fuck out of your hair." I turned to open the door and walk out the door and his life when Jasper started to chuckle.

"You can't." Mark replied blankly. 

"Acha.. and who's gonna stop me? You? Seriously, tereko lag raha hai tu mujhe rok payega? Apne group ko aaver nahi pate ho, mujhe rokne wala hai bc."