Chapter 3

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Next day she woke up on a comfortable mattress. It had been so long since she slept on a bed that she almost forgot that how good it felt. Then the torrent of recollections came to her. She quickly got up but couldn't leave her place.

Damn it, she was tied to bed.

"Its about time you should be awake", a resonate voice filled her ears.

She followed the direction to find a young man standing in front of a huge window staring outside. Though only his back was visible but a man having such an imperious atmosphere around him could be none other than Arsenio Ishiko.

Last night, they knocked her out because they thought she was too dangerous to be taken back while conscious. After all she had a dagger at the big boss throat. On that scale she was second only to Big Boss because no one had been able to accomplish what she did.

"So let's start with your name", his voice was cold, "What's your name?", Arsenio Ishiko was looking out of window unperturbed.

She was surprised to find herself alive because after what she did the Big Boss wouldn't just let go of her. Perhaps he was intending to torcher her before killing her or just wanted to interrogate her before killing her. But why was he himself present there to attend to a trivial matter like her? According to her knowledge, Arsenio Ishiko was a important busy man-an unapproachable.

The girl thought it was better to go with flow for now simply because her hands were tied to the headpost of bed and she couldn't do anything.

"Maria", she said quietly. Her soft voice, just like her, was shadowed with innocence.

He paused to throw a glance at her.

With blood removed of her and fresh clothing, the girl looked so pure and innocuous that he wouldn't believe that she killed two men not just yesterday if he hadn't seen that with his own eyes. After the maids at the Crystal Palace cleaned her and wiped off blood from her face, while she was still tied as a precaution, they were simply awestruck to find what a beauty she was.

If she was to be numbered from 1 to 10 in beauty, they would number her 1000!

Such a fragile little thing she was. They couldn't get what possible damage she could cause so that she had to be tied up.

Only if they knew the true colors of the girl...

"Age?"

"15"

"How long have you been living in streets?"

"About two months"

"Why did you leave your home?"

"My mother was a single parent. I became homeless after she passed away"

Arsenio Ishiko frowned as he contemplated. She said all so fluently that anyone would buy into it. After a long pause he turned and directly faced her.

Wearing anything but black he looked excessively handsome. His perfectly styled hair was reflecting the sun. His chiselled face was expressionless yet so appealing. His refined disposition was so calm yet disconcerting. He simply exuded an aura of nobility. A pair of brown mesmerizing eyes was trying to penetrate the girl in front of him.

"Now tell me Angelize why did you lie about everything", he asked in the same cold voice.

Angelize, her real name, its been long since she heard it. But hearing it again from Big Boss pulled at some strings in her heart. She bit her lip.

"Your name is Angelize Smith. Your age is 17. You've been living in streets for two years and your parents are alive", he asserted, "You left your home on your own accord"

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