Binding Scars

Chapter 22

"Killian Salvador."

Her eyes snapped up to the man now sitting beside her then she looked around before she looked back at him.

The one time that Niles had let her leave the house to enjoy herself without an assistant, some man just had to show up.

"Allison...Just Allison."

He looked at her, as though trying to figure something out then he nodded.

He placed a black business card on the table, she looked at it then chuckled placing the book on the side of her. She slowly dragged herself forth and rested her elbows on the table rested her face on the back of her hands.

She kept her posture running her eyes on his face.

"Why?"

"Because beautiful women deserve to get spoiled."

He replied in a heartbeat, she nodded flashing a smile.

"Why?" She asked again raising an eyebrow and he watched her before resting back on the chair.

"Just take the card and use it. I'll be here when you get back."

Then he called for the waiter service. She looked at the card then at him.

Killian Salvador, he didn't even strike a clue but in this world bigger than the normal world. He clearly knew her, she thought.

"I'm a married woman. I don't really think I can offer you anything."

"Consider it a wedding gift."

She pulled herself back and rested on the chair looking at him attentively as the waiter left.

"What do you want Killian? Is this about Niles-"

"Alexandra is fine." He interjected.

"It's his wife that I want to acquaint myself with."

"And why is that?"

"You're important to him, are you not?."

She didn't reply.

"A piece of advice Mrs Alexandra, when you walk in a room always assume that someone is watching because someone always is. We know things that we're not supposed to know so take it from someone within the cartel who's known your fiancé longer. You don't want to betray him."

"Are you threatnening me?"

He pushed the card toward her and maintained their gaze. She snatched it from the table, stood up and walking towards a fish tank before putting it in there.  She walked right toward the table, swaying her hips as he watched before taking her purse and stopping right infront of him. She leaned, with her hand on his cheek. She whispered.

"Stay out of my business. I'm not really sure about being important to him but you're right about one thing, someone's always watching and we don't know what would happen if I told him you tried to buy me off."

He unexpectedly grabbed her wrist and stared at her.

"Next time you wish to acquaint yourself with me, boil yourself in oil to get my attention."

She snapped pulling her hand and walking towards the door. He smirked looking at the bracelet remaining in his hand. He shook his head in thought, Allison engraved in his mind. A forbidden fruit, feisty and crazy.

He called out to one of his security detail.

"Get someone to keep an eye on her for me."

He said staring into the now empty chair opposite him.