Beyond the Shadows || LADS Sylus FanFiction

42.

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I'm startled by our newcomers and try to jump from the table.

But Sylus is still standing between my legs and doesn't let go of me.

»Mr. Sylus?«, one of the three men greets.

»Mr. Northman. Glad you made it.«

The other two men look more like bodyguards and stay right behind Mr. Northman, one left and one right. Sylus turns his head to me again.

»Go to the bar and make yourself a drink.«, he says in a soft voice and kisses me, obviously wanting to show off who I belong to...
I don't back off and kiss him back, not having the mental strength to resist.
After a few seconds he breaks the kiss and lifts me from the table so I can go.

I don't question him, just do as he says.

He knows what's going on here and I have to trust him.

While I pour myself a glass of red wine I secretely listen to what is going on.

»Please, have a seat.«

»Thank you. You have the money?«, Mr. Northman asks and he seems to be nervous.

»I do.«

Sylus grabs the briefcase that is still sitting on the edge of the table and pushes it towards the man. The other two are still standing behind him.

I take a few sips from my wine and sit down on a barstool.

»Perfect. Here's what you were looking for.«

»You don't want to look inside the briefcase before handing it to me?«

»We've made some business before.«

»Indeed.«

The man on the left behind Mr. Northman puts a tiny glas cube with a shiny stone inside on the table.

The aethercore!

»Fantastic. That's exactly what I was looking for.«

Sylus takes the cube and puts it in his pocket.

»Well, then. It was a pleasure as always...«, Mr. Northman says and stands up.

But Sylus is not done yet, as it seems.

»Wait a second, Joe. There is something I'd like to discuss before you go...«

The three man freeze in there movements, not three feet away from me and turn to Sylus again.

»What is it?«

»I heard some rumors...And I really don't like them.«

»W-what rumors?«

»I heard someone sold secret information about Onychinus to EVER. And that this person is you.«

What?!

»Uh...N-no. That's not true!«

Now he's definitely nervous.
I can see drops of sweat forming on his forehead and he's fidgeting with his hands.

»Oh? So the pictures, videos and voice recordings are all lying? I collected them over months now. You're a traitor, Joe.«

»No! I...I-I...«

»Stop lying, Dickhead.«

Sylus stands up slowly and looks so dangerously calm, that I know he's going to punish the man in a few seconds.

»Fine! I did it! Now what?! I need to get out of this shitty place and needed money! Now I have it! You won't see me again! And, as insurance for my escape...Felix, the girl!«

As soon as he said the words, one of the two bodyguards disappears, only to re-appear behind me.

And I can feel an arm around my waist, pulling me from the stool and cold metal on the skin of my neck...