AORA : His Little Liar

13.

Dedicated to cute_dumplins

Adrian.

Zara just confirmed how stupid and crazy she could be in some given situation.

I knew she was defiant and stubborn but not enough to risk her damn life in the name of helping.

As soon as we entered the house we were hoarded with questions.

Jenna was passed around from hands of the maids who were worried and checking if she was harmed.

I stood with a passive face, watching.

I frowned as Jace pulled Zara into a hug and raised an eyebrow at the uncomfortable expression on her face. Guess she wasn't a hugger.

"Silence."

Everywhere went quiet at the sound of my voice.
"Meeting. Now."

I left the room and like expected the men required for the meeting followed.

"Can I come?" I heard Zara asking the question and Jace scoffed.
"Uh. No. Never. Just go to your room and get some rest. I'll come find you later."

She scoffed rather loudly before stomping away. I rolled my eyes.
"Put a leash on that one Boss." Romero chuckled as we all settled down.

"What happened today?" Edgar asked and they all turned to me.

"Jenna got kidnapped."

"By who?" I turned to Jace.

"I don't know. Whoever the fuck hired the douchebags who guarded my sister and my guest is in deep shit. And I want them found. Alive or Dead. I much prefer two dead one Alive. Now!" I yelled and three men left the room to do as I said.

"What were they going to do to her?" Romero asked. "Trafficking. Those bloody bastards." I snarled. I was so pissed at a lot of things at the moment.

"We'll get to the bottom of this. You're all dismissed." Jace said on my behalf.

Everyone left except Romero and Jace.

"Who else thinks it's the assassin trying to piss you off?" I rolled my eyes at Romero.

"I have no idea Romero. That's why it's now your job to find out who the assassin is." I stated and he nodded curtly.

"Now can you tell us in detail what exactly happened?" I explained everything to them and when I was done they both looked shocked.

"She helped you?"

"You gave her a gun?!"

I rolled my eyes at both questions and sighed. "Yes and Yes. I'm really tired. I need to rest." I muttered.

"Is the girl crazy or psychotic? I think she's both. Who the hell is she anyway? I hear Ria wants to get rid of her." Romero said and I looked at him.

"I'd put a leash on that one."

I stood up and walked out. Just as I was about to open the door to my room I heard hers open.

"Great. You're back." She whispered and pushed me into my room and closed the door behind her. I stumbled in surprise and glared at her.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I snapped and she smirked. "Nothing. Please. As good looking as you are, we will never happen."

Hmmm...

"What the fuck are you doing? I won't ask again."

She easily made her self comfortable and flopped on my bed. I let my eyes run down her frame. What the hell was she thinking wearing that to come in here? Tiny ass shorts and a see through shirt? Seriously?

"Are you done? I would say take a picture but that phrase has been overused. So soak it in while you can pretty boy." She sassed and I scoffed lightly.

"As entertaining as this might turn out to be, I've hard a terrible day as it is. You're only making it worse. So, respectfully, Get the hell out."

"What did you discuss with your men? I want to know." She insisted. "What I discuss with my men is none of your business Angel." I snapped turning around to face her.

"When will you stop calling me that? It's just so weird." She mumbled biting her bottom lip. I let out a sharp breath and ran my hand down my face.

"Please leave. Go bother someone else." I grumbled taking off my coat and unbuttoning my dress shirt.

She stood watching as I took off my shirt leaving me in my pants. Her eyes trailed down my entire frame. Just like mine had done earlier.

I walked towards her and stopped only an inch away from her. I was finally going to admit to myself that Zara is gorgeous as fuck. She was funny enough the only woman aside my mother and sister, brave enough to challenge me or my words.

And I hate it.

"Do you want me to see you out myself?" I hissed and she blinked coming out of whatever trance she was in.

"No. Thank you asshole. I can very much leave on my own. Douchebag." She murmured. As she turned to leave, I grabbed her hand and she let out a yelp as she faced me again with her palms flat on my chest.

"Qualsiasi cosa tu stia facendo deve finire. questo istante."

I took in a deep breath and sighed.

"Vorrei saperlo, ma anche io non lo so."

Since when did she speak Italian? I let her go and walked away and into my bathroom and slammed the door shut.

What did she mean by that?

A/N

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