BLOOD OR LOVE

SOMETHING STRANGE

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"Let me get this straight." Mariah said finally breaking the silence.
"You are sent by my master, correct?" Mariah added.

"Yes."

"How old are you?" Mariah asked feeling suspicious.

"Eighteen."

"You are eighteen? Oh God! Lisa, am I the only one who finds this absurd? I am literally older than this dude a year."

"Listen Marilee or whatever your name is...."

"It's Mariah. M,A,R,I,A,H, Mariah. You're dumb for a secret guard."

"Hey!" Dean exclaimed.

"Guys, I'm blind not deaf. I'm literally sitting in the middle of all your
drama."

"What do you want?" Lisa asked looking directly at Dean.

"Me?"

"Obviously, I'm talking to the wall, since you're clearly not capable of intelligent conversation. No surprise, given my father's impeccable track record of hiring idiots. No offence Mariah."

"None taken."

"Excuse me!" Dean exclaimed.

"Now answer the freaking question, what do you want?"

" Nothing, I ........"

"Then get out, now!" Lisa yelled which gave Mariah a heart attack .

"Your anger is amusing, but ultimately irrelevant. I'll depart on my own terms, and you're powerless to stop me."Dean replied.

"Oh really?"

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Few moments later.............

"Gosh! Did she really kick me out?" He said looking at the building from a distance.

"I'm going to take her life. How can she disrespect me like that? She has no idea who she is messing with." He thought angrily.

As the cold night air wrapped around her, her mind became a sanctuary of what Dean had said.

...

"What if I help you complete your bucket list?"
Those words of Dean kept ringing in her head.

"Thinking of me?"

"What are you doing here by this time? How do you even come to my room without getting caught?"

"I have my ways. Have you come into a conclusion?"

" About what?" Lisa asked confused.

"Me helping you complete your bucket list." Dean said with a grin.

"How is that even possible?" Lisa asked as she sat upright.

"By letting you go out. I can help you escape you know."

"How is that possible?"

"Then how is it possible that I come here everyday without getting caught? Think more about it." He suggested as he left her room.

Lisa's day spiralled into chaos.
'Focus, my lady!' her private tutor urged.
'Relax your fingers!' her pianist demanded.
'Loosen up, your body's too tense!' her taekwondo master instructed.
The clamour of criticism echoed in Lisa's mind, driving her to the brink of madness."