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Cursing under your breath while wiping some blood stains off the laces of your heels. Pissed because your heels cost more than the imbeciles lying dead on the ground.
"Does he think a bunch of air heads can stop me." you clicked you tongue while making your through the ocean of dead bodies.
"Its insulting." you added.
Mumbling under your breath, a scream of a woman filled the vicinity. Cringing from the high pitched voice, you turned your head around.
A scowl made its way to your face, realizing you did quite a messy job discarding them. Blood splattered all over the hallway.
Tucking your bloodied knife back to your stockings and faced a horrified and paled expression of a woman about to faint.
"D-d-dead..!"
You heard multiple footsteps coming, great just great. It didn't take long before a gasping crowd surrounded the area. Some of them about to vomit from the gruesome display in front of them.
All eyes were on you. You were covered in blood all over your entire figure and your hair was disheveled. People were looking at you in horror.
"K-k—"
"AHHHHHH!" You screamed as high pitch as possible before collapsing on your knees while fake crying. You were sobbing and tears trickling down your face, the crowd was stunned. Didn't know what to do or say.
"I-it was so scary. They w-were fighting and I got caught i-in the m-m-middle of it." you made your voice as shaky as possible.
The crowd erupted into murmurs before a voice spoke up.
"How could even a young lady like her manage to wipe out a bunch of men all by herself, am I right no?" some nodded while some became tense just from hearing the voice.
Just who?
The crowd split into two as a slivered hair man made it's way. Walking towards you direction while taking off his coat, he then wrapped it around your crying figure.
You lifted your head and met a familiar one's. He smiled and guided you on your feet. "Please excuse us." a man in his 40's uttered while helping you balance your supposedly 'trembling body'.
Bodyguards surrounded the two. Walking away from the scene you made, you made a satisfied smile but hid it immediately.
"You should be careful."
"Ah.. yes, thank y-you sir." you stuttered purposely, a laugh broke out from the man.
"You can drop the act now. Y/n." your face hardened as your eyes sharpened. He turned his face to you with a smile.
"Oh? If you're a threat I won't hesitate to eliminate you right here." you clenched your fist, he stopped a bodyguard from pulling out his gun.
He shook his head. "This is as far as I can accompany you." the man halted on his steps. You didn't noticed you now were standing on the deck of the cruise.
A shiver ran down your spine when you felt a rather familiar touch when he patted your shoulder lightly before walking away. You were stunned, it seemed like a lump is stuck inside your throat.
He glanced back and opened his lips. "It's for you to find out. Be careful." he uttered before finally disappearing from your view.
For a moment there, you thought you saw your deceased father's image. You shook your head and pulled yourself out of your trance when a voice spoke up.
You rolled your eyes. Oh look, the piece of shit is back.
"Here you are, we are not done yet."
"I enjoyed the show. I didn't know you could fight like that." a mocking smirk plastered on his lips.
"Of course I could. Do you want to see me in action yourself?" he laughed while running a hand through his hair.
"I recall our little fight earlier. You're powerless against me."
"Oh don't be too cocky that was just a warm up." you walked towards him, clutching a blade tightly.
A smile visible in his stupid face, he remained still until he once again felt the sharp end of your blade pressed against chin. "Are you really that desperate for me?"
"Desperate to see you dead that is." you glared at him before he raised both of his hands in the air.
He looked at you with a sharp gaze and said. "Fine, if that's what you want I'll give you a chance. Let's make a deal then."
You remained silent, waiting for him to continue. His hand travelled on your neck, grasping it. "If you win then my breath is all yours to take but even without a weapon, you'd always take my breath away." he whispered on your ear that gave you tickle.
"You sound like an obsessed loser."
"I am obsessed. So if I win.. this pretty little neck of yours and the entirety of you will be mine. From your lips down to your legs would be mine to devour." you gulped, venom filled his words. Like a poisonous substance messing your with veins, a pounding sensation in your chest.
His tone was filled with desire. "Like heck I'd let that happen."
