Mr.Trillionaire and Miss Runaway Convict

Chapter Fifteen

Ethan Desmond Moretz:

It has been two days since the big revelation.
Also two days since Saira has spoken a word to me.

She truly is a mystery.
After I told her I already know who she was,which she was about to tell me,it looked like her mind had took a leap somewhere else.
Somewhere I couldn't step my foot in.

I doubt if she even slept on the bed these past 48 hours.

Wait,why do I care again?
Exactly,I don't.

I could only see glimpses of her,she was in a hurry every time.Running here and there for something I had no clue about.

But I had to talk to her.

So I walk up to her private office.
Yes,she happens to have an office in this hide out.
Man,it's impressive.

Not bothering to knock,I step in on the velvet carpet that covers the whole floor and see something I had not thought of.

She is sleeping.

On the carpet.

I gaze down at her and see her face bare of make up and looking so peaceful.

Complete opposite of what she is when she has her eyes open.

A spitfire,some would say.

But from the very start,I observed.

And I would say,she is more than that.

I would be lying if I say I have not met girls that look like her.
I met gorgeous green eyed girls with a ferocity that matches their appearance.
Except with Saira,it's not just ferocity.
It's ambition,revenge,pain and motivation.
She is driven.

"Are you done checking me out?"

I decide to go with the truth.

Smirking,I say,'Not really,no.Though I didn't think that a robber in the top notch would ever be naive enough to actually keep her door not locked while she sleeps on the floor when she has an attached mini rest room.'

She scowls and gets up,
'Take off your shoes.I don't want any dirt on my carpet.'

I obey right away cause I had done what I intended to do.
Rile her up.

She goes back and sits behind her desk and that's when I notice her right hand is bandaged.

My feet takes me to her,not to the chair in front of her which she motioned me to sit on but behind the desk,turning her chair towards me.
I kneel down and grab both the arms of her chair,caging her in.

'Are you okay?'

She looks at me for a long with those entrancing emerald eyes and for the first time,I see a crack in her armor.
Her eyes waver and she says,
'The Scorpions are turning against us.'

When I don't reply,her eyes harden,'I want to make one thing very clear.I trust you.We trust you Ethan.The Legion is a family.
And this is me inviting you.Will you join us?Or will you go back?
You have the choice.'

She called me Ethan.

I grin,'I couldn't possibly stay away.But there's someone I would like to meet.'

She opens her mouth to speak but I intervene,
'And you should come too.'

That shut her up.

Honesty is the best policy after all.

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'I still don't see why I have to pretend to be your girlfriend.'

'Because of some obvious reasons that your brain can't decipher.'

She narrows her eyes.
'Okay fine.We are meeting my niece and she is going to have a lot of questions.And trust me,it's better if people think that you are my girlfriend.As I said,people are keeping an eye on you.'

'Don't remind me.'

I get out of the car and see that Saira follows suit.

I grin,'Let's go.'

As we ride up on the elevator,I catch a look at her and see she is dressed in a white shirt,black jeans.

'You always wear a white shirt.'

She looks at me and narrows her eyes,'So?'

'Nothing.It suits your boring demeanor.'

'Excuse me?If I am boring then what are you?The great great great grandfather of boredom.'

I chuckle as the door opens and we step in to our suite.

'So tell me,this niece,how close are guys?'

I look around,'Rosie is everything.'

She scrunches up,her emerald eyes flasing,'Rosie?'

Something's wrong.

Oh shit.

Anxiety creeping up on me,I slam the door of her bedroom open and I am struck.
This can't be happening.

No.

In the wall are letters drawn in red ink.

Or is that blood?

'You can't see me.'

Saira reads the words and looks at me uncertainly.
I guess to check if I havenn't gone crazy.

But what could I say?

All I am seeing is red right now.

She opens her mouth and that's when I stiffly turn my back,
'We have got shit to do.'

In a span on minutes,we are driving,my hands are shaking from rage or fear.

I do not know.

Saira hasn't utterred a word.

'Ethan?'

I stay mute,not trusting myself to speak.

'Do you know who took her?'

I turn to look at her and see concern in her eyes,the amber frills covering her forehead.

With one swift motion,I sweep the few strands of her hair out of her eye to a side and nod.

'No one gets away with hurting her.No one.'

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A/N:Bet ya didn't expect that.

Ladies and gentlemen,hope you liked this one.

With Love,K.T

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