FRAGILE : A Lovestory

Mission - 17

Trigger warning : Depiction of strong language, abuse, sexual assault, violence.

Christian's POV :

"What's wrong?" she exclaimed, her voice rising in curiosity. "Say it again," she requested, her eyes locked on mine.

I smiled wryly and replied, "Nothing. You heard me right."

I took the tape measure and wrapped it around her waist, pulling her closer with a gentle tug.

Her eyes widened as I did so, and I couldn't help but notice how tiny she looked in front of me, her arms- the only barrier between us -resting on my chest.

Austin, chimed in, "Guys, you're getting married in two days - you can do this all day afterwards! Just measure it already!" He gestured impatiently, urging us to hurry. I raised an eyebrow, amused that he thought he could boss me around. But I remained calm for the sake of the girls.

After quickly finishing the measurement, Austin left.

Maria clapped her hands together in excitement. "Okay, so the dress will be here by tomorrow!" Ella's eyes widened in confusion. "Tomorrow? But I thought custom wedding dresses took weeks or months to prepare!"

I shrugged nonchalantly. "I'm paying them a premium to work overtime and deliver it by tomorrow morning." Ella's expressive face was priceless, and I couldn't help but chuckle.

Her eyes narrowed, and she gave me a threatening look, which was not so threatening. "How can you be so heartless? We can always postpone the wedding!" Ofcourse I'm not scared of her, what can a little piggy do to me?

I laughed it off, "what are you laughing about??" She asked, "what's so funny!?"

"Your height" i whispered to myself and laughed it off, teasing her about her height.

She leaned in, her ears perked up, but I quickly poked her head and sidestepped her, making my way to my office.

As I walked away, I heard her yell behind me, "You think I didn't hear that, but I did!" I scrunched up my eyes, stuck out my tongue, and glanced back at her.

What was wrong with me? I was losing my cool demeanor day by day, all because of her adorable antics.

Upon entering my office, my first thought was about my uncle. Since I informed him about her, he had been uncharacteristically quiet.

It was unusual for him not to assert his influence, leaving me wondering why he was remaining inactive. My thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of the telephone.

"Hey, CN! What's new?" Ray asked. "Not much," I replied. "How's the mission progressing?" "It's going relatively well, but I'm uncertain about our chances of success. We desperately need backup as soon as possible." His voice was laced with concern.

"What's happened?" I inquired. "George Watson has formed an alliance with Tim, and they're both well-prepared. I'm worried they'll seize our assets. Christian, we need your assistance." His words were urgent.

"Alright, I'm on my way," I assured him before hanging up.

I needed to brief Fred and Will about the situation. I instructed Mr. Lee to prepare our departure and then headed to train my muscles.

We had our afternoon lunch, and as the day drew to a close as the evening approached, I knew it was almost time for me to leave.

Unknown POV :

"Sir, we've dispatched Austin to gather intel from his mansion by posing as a tailor" Vincent announced through the door before departing.

"Well done," I said, clapping my hands in approval as I leaned back in my armchair.