Trust Can Go Another Way

Chapter 7

Ukiyo's Point of View

I never would have thought, I would be standing in front of my worst enemy. Too be honest, I would've never thought that I needed any service or information from this asshole.

"You must be very desperate if you came to me, Ukiyo." My enemy states, with his hands folded together under his chin. His elbows were placed on his desk, with his legs crossed on one another under his desk.

He wore a red and black suit, which suits him since he's considered the devil's spawn. His long brunette hair was placed neatly into a half man bun while the rest was left untouched, falling down at his collar.

His eyes were a blood red color that struck fear into his enemies whenever he glared at them.

"Cut the crap, Rhysand. I need to know what happened last night. Will you help me or not?" I asked a little sarcastic. Rhysand smiled a wicked smile that would have sent anyone down on their knees, clearly in fear.

"Ah, you mean that pet of yours who was whipped." Rhysand replies.

"She's not my pet." I replied back, pulling up a chair to sit on.

"Whatever you say. So, what do I get in return then?" Rhysand asks calmly. I glared at him.

'And this is the reason I shouldn't have come here.' I thought. I really despise this person and this was one of the reasons why . He always wanted something in return and if it wasn't something of great value to him, then he wouldn't even tell you what you wanted to know. He honestly reminds me of a snake, but that's just my imagination. Some people think that he's their 'dear savior'. I don't see that at all.

"Whatever your heart desires." I replied and then said, "Except for my mate."

"Well that does seem like a reasonable price, so I'll guess I'll tell you." Rhysand says, putting his hands on his lap. "Well if you must know, your 'mate' volunteered herself to take the other slave's punishment." He finishes.

"That's all?" I asked, standing up, ready to leave this horrid place once and for all.

"That's all." Rhysand replies, leaning against his chair. His wicked smile coming back as I left the room. Once I was outside, I let out a deep breath in relief.

'Let's hope Takara's up right now, because I need answers.' I thought as I walked back to my room.

(Time Skip)

I walked into my room, hearing muffled voices in my bedroom. I slowly opened the door to see my father cleaning Takara's wounds as she looked out the window.

The moonlight shined brightly on her pale like skin, which made her glow like some enchantress. I couldn't help but be somewhat in tranced at her appearance. My father then looks over at me and motions for me to quietly come over to where he was, handing me the wash cloth.

As soon as I took his place he quietly walked out of the room, leaving me with Takara. I gently patted her back with the cloth which made her flinch before she relax again.

"Mind telling me why you volunteered to get whipped?" I asked, in a calming tone. She turned her head around with wide eyes before she regained a sad composure.

"You wouldn't understand." She replies quietly, looking down. She then turned her head to faced the window again. I continued patting her back with the wash cloth.

"At least tell me, please." I asked, trying to control my alpha voice from forcing her to talk.
She signed in defeat and told me everything.

"I was looking out your window when I saw a figure in the distance. I sniffed the air and noticed that figure smelled like Xaun." She says.

"Who's Xaun?" I asked curiously.

"He's my best friend from growing up. We got separated during the rad in our village by you and your men." She states, which made me rethink my actions that day.

"When I notice that it was him, I left the room to walk him over here. I didn't know that that bitch would be the one who marked him." She spat in anger. I listened as she continued the story.

"She separated us and motioned a guard that I bit to retrieve the whip to punish Xaun. So I volunteered myself to take his place so I could protect him from not getting hurt by that crazy bitch." She finished. I stopped patting her back and placed the wash cloth on the floor as I moved over to my spot on the bed and handed her one of my shirts to wear before I laid down on my back. She slowly puts on the shirt and then lays down next to me on her stomach. I pushed the shirt on her back upwards so that it the wounds on her back would be untouched.

'I don't blame her, I would too if I was whipped.' I thought to myself. I gently pulled her closer to my side and surprisingly, she didn't move away, instead she fell asleep again. I couldn't help but promising myself, that I must protect her at any cost.

I slowly closed my eyes, drifting on and off from staying awake to being asleep. I finally shut my eyes, hearing Takara purr as I let sleep control me.

(Time Skip)

No One's Point of View

"So, I see that you already heard of her." Verena replies unhappy, with the glass of red wine in her hands.

"It would seem so." Rhysand replies coldly, sitting across from her. He placed his hands on his crossed legs' knee.

"We should probably do something about her, then." Verena replies, taking a sip from her red wine.

"What exactly do you have in mind then?" Rhysand replies, with his wicked smile showing on his face.

"Let's see," Verena says, "We get rid of her, we get him on his knees." She finishes, holding the wine glass in her hands again.

"And he'll be at our mercy. I...like it, Miss Verena." Rhysand says, standing up from her sit. Verena does the same and places the wine glass down on the nearest table by her. Rhysand then, extends out his hand to shake Verena's hand as he said, "Let's meet up some day to discuss this issue we have."

"I'll be counting on that, Mister Rhysand." Verena replies, with her chilled smirk. She shook his hand and after he lets go, she walks out of the building, leaving Rhysand alone in his office with only his thoughts.

'This is going to be fun.' He thought before he says quietly.

"Let the games begin."

Hey everyone, hope you guys are staying safe. Here's another chapter for you guys and hopefully you like it. For those who are a little confused when Ukiyo talks with Takara in the bedroom, let me explain.

1.) After Ukiyo leaves the room, his father come in and helps out with Takara's wounds.

2.) Takara has a total of 52 slashes on her back.

3.) when Ukiyo comes back from his trip, he sees a half naked Takara (only her back though).

4.) Takara has no top on when Ukiyo and his father wipe her wounds (her back was turned towards them though).

5.) The shirt that Ukiyo gives Takara was one of the shirts that his mother gave him when he was younger (yes Ukiyo is taller than Takara).

And that's all. Hopefully now you guys won't be confused. Anyway stay safe and bye!