Try Me (18+)

Twenty Six

Revelation 

"It's nothing." Ezra repeated, slipping past Yong out the bathroom and back into the bedroom. Yong took a deep breath before turning to follow her. 

"Ezra." He said, grabbing her arm and forcing her to turn and face him. "I am trying to keep you alive, why are you making such a simple task so fucking difficult?" 

"Trying to keep me alive? Yeah, for your own benefit and not mine. Why would I make that easy for you?" She shot back quickly. Yong ran a frustrated hand through his hair before turning to her again. He grabbed her shoulders and forced her to sit on the bed as he bent down slighty so they were eye level. His hands then reached for hers, one of his hands able to hold both of hers. She looked at her hands in his one hand and back up at him with wide eyes.  

"What are yo-" 

"You saw something you shouldn't have and I was supposed to kill you for it." He began and Ezra blinked in shock. Was he, was he opening up to her? 

"Sir, Julian is he-" Rose didn't get to finish because soon enough the devil wearing Prada clicked into the bedroom, two of her men obediently trailing behind her. She took off her sunglasses, placing one of the arms against her bright red lip as she scanned the room before resting her eyes on Yong and Ezra. He slowly got up to face her cunning smile while Ezra looked at the woman curiously. She was gorgeous, like the type of beauty you saw on TV and wondered if it truly existed. 

"This must be her." She exclaimed, thrusting her bag and sunglasses into Rose's hands before walking towards Ezra. Ezra got up, not sure what was going on but Yong stepped in between them. 

"What are you doing here?" He asked her, annoyance more than visible on his face. She looked him up and down before reaching over and lifting up his shirt. 

"They've healed quite nicely." Ezra frowned at the comment, she recalled seeing burn marks on him before. Was that what this woman was referring to? Her eyes widened slightly, did she do that to him? 

"What are you doing here?" Yong repeated. 

"Am I not allowed to be here?" She asked, smiling at Yong in such a way that Ezra felt like she was intruding on something. 

"No." Yong answered simply. "This is my home." Ezra has never seen Yong look at one with care, in fact it seemed like his eyes were only able to hold disdain, but the way that he glowered at her, his eyes looking like there were throwing daggers at the woman's face, Ezra was almost afraid for her. 

"And I own you." Julian responded, pouting slightly as she rested her hand against  his chest. "So all of this belongs to me." Her eyes shifted past him towards Ezra, "Including her." She pushed Yong to the side and now stood infront of her. "So you're the one who's taken my toy away from me." She looked up her up and down, scrutiny visible in her eyes as a sardonic grin formed on her face. 

"Wh-" Ezra gasped when Julian suddenly cupped her breast. Yong moved forward to stop her but Julian glanced back to give him a warning glare. Well, Ezra didn't need Yong to defend herself. Without thinking she pushed Julian's hand away and struck her hard across the face. Julian scoffed, wiping the edge of her mouth to check for blood. The corners of Yong's mouth curled up ever so slightly into an impressed grin. 

"I guess Yong hasn't trained you yet." She said, still wearing that sickly sweet smile. "Don't worry, darling. I'll help you." There was a glimmer of evil mischief in her eyes and before Ezra could even comprehend what was happening, the men Julian came with were holding her arms back and restraining her. 

"What the fuck? Let me go! Yong!" She squirmed in her grip but they wouldn't budge. 

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Yong seethed, grabbing Julian's arm and pulling her back. "Let her go. She has nothing to do with you."