In Debt

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"Mr.Irtwell." I breath out trying to calm my racing heart as I stare at Natalie. She looked beautiful with her soft delicate face and natural red hair that was pulled up into a neat ponytail. Her endless waves of strands flowing down her back.

She looks clean compared to back then we were just kids scavenging for food. She was my only friend, the one person I could tell anything to. I remember we would always have smudges of dirt on our face from either playing or searching for food.

I cocked my head at her choice of outwear which I assume Mr.Irtwell picked. She was wearing a lacy skirt that was very short with a simple black tight fitted tank top. It was very revealing but somehow she made it seem like she was ment to wear it, she was simply graceful.

I eyed the black collar around her neck with diamonds incrusted into it.

Natalie

Was encrusted in wavy intriciate cursive across it.

It seems like years since I last seen her besides the ball last time. We were only kids when we meet, but we've been through shit together. I thought I lost her. I blame myself, I left her..to fend for herself.

My stomach twirls and my mood deepens. What am I thinking? After all I've done she probabaly dosen't even want to talk to me? I did the one thing I promised her I never do.

I betrayed her. Left her.

"Rhetts assisant..hmmm...what a surprise.." His eyes turn towards DaVinci, "I wasn't expecting her to be here I thought you said you need to talk with me."

Davinici smiles sheeply, "I must have let out that tiny part."

Irtwell rolls his eyes. "as usual King..anyway why am I here?"

"Don't forget I can still kill you," Bordello states as if he didn't point that indeed he can kill Irtwell with a pinch of his fingers.

"Like I haven't heard that one before."

"Natalie." Before I can even touch her Irtwell appears in front of me.

I raise an eyebrow at his raised eyebrows, "and what do you think your doing?"

I give him a 'duhhh' look " going to hu-"

"You are not allowed to touch what is not yours." He says glaring at me dangerously.

I glance at Bordello asking for an explanation.

"Mr.Irtwell owns Natalie here-it's his property and it's up to him if you can talk or touch her. Before you ask yes Leslie I am the King but being the king means enforcing rules, and this is one rule we ALL have to obey."

I resist the urge to pout and instead look up at Mr.Irtwell.

"Lets have that talk shall we?"

His eyes squint at me and I glance over his shoulder at Natalie, "without her".

He smiles, "Bordello watch over my dear pet." He turns softly grabbing Natalie head tracing her face with his fingers grazing at her.

I watch him as he whispers sweet nothings in her ear, her eyes widening, her cheeks warming up.

Hmmmmm.

He fixes her collar his hands rested by her collarbone longer than necessary.

Interesting.