HIGHWAY

31 PART II

"Mark. It's Mark."

My eyes widened as the scene came in front of my eyes when Jon first saved my life and Reece was warning him about some Matt. This was Matt a.k.a Sky. The bloody mole or better say, the real player in this game. 

Sky was Mark. So, he had been using a fake personality all this time? 

Before I could open my mouth to speak he beat me to it.

"You have no idea how happy I am to see you alive, Di"

"Good then let me go, Mark."

He dramatically sighed placing a hand over his chest "I can't."

"Aw, do this much for your ex girlfriend"

"Right now, I want to do other things to my ex girlfriend. Wanna know?"

I shook my head. In no way I wanted to hear those dirty thoughts of his.

He snickered once again.

"I never knew you worked for Brett."

"Actually, he is my father. Therefore, I had to hide the fact that I worked for him."

"I thought information regarding Brett was none of my business."

"Well, you actually seem to already know a lot─"

"─Right, like your dad killed Jon's fathe─" I paused, realizing too late that I was letting my anger talk and letting lose all the information he wasn't supposed to know. Please, please, let him not hear anything.

His eyebrows furrowed and seriousness flickered on his face.

"Who's Jon?"

He heard it. Obviously. Dammit..

I shut my mouth. Telling who Jon was would be suicide. Janne was still working for Mark's father, inconspicuously. And I remembered both of them telling me how nobody in the underworld was aware of the fact that they were siblings. Yet, it was mystery to me that Jon was referred as son by Brett which meant Sky a.k.a Mark was supposed to know who Jon was. 

"Dianna. Who. Is. Jon?" he took a threatening closer to me, his accent not giving any more a easy going ex boyfriend cum kidnapper feels but somebody who wanted to crack someone's skull. A jealous type.

"Well.. uh.. he is actually my boyfriend." I lied smoothly pressing my lips tightly such a way like I just gave away a highly confidential information to him.

A smirk formed on his face "Wow Diana, you found a fuck buddy I see. Whoever this John is, if his father was an Italian police officer, then yes, my dad killed your fuck buddy's dad." A shark like grin formed on his face "How romantic it is, isn't it Di?"

I grimaced, I wanted to say 'You are messed in the head'. Swiftly, I replaced my ugly expression with a sigh "Well, you are a fuck boy, aren't you now?"

He winked "I love you too.. or I loved you too. Past tense. Anyway, your Cousin Matilda is much better in bed than you." He scoffed.

Putting on a poker face, I said in monotone "Stay away from her." It sounded like I was trying to hide my jealousy which was exactly I wanted.

Even though I despised Matilda in everyway there was a feeling that she was just a mere victim in all of this. There was no doubt in this that she was oblivious to this guy's reality

"Or what, Miss─soon─to─be─a─deadbody?"

I ignored his threat; I was getting out of here no matter what. Though inside his sentence sent a chill though my bones.