Cold sweat broke out on Claire’s forehead, she held her tongue in her mouth deciding to choose her next words wisely.
The tip of the gun on her temple felt so cold, she could see her life flashing before her eyes.
“I asked you a question… I’m going to count to three, if I don’t receive an answer from you, I’ll add your splatter your brain as part of the decor for this room” She trembled from fear, oh heavens.
She was definitely doomed this time, nothing could save her from this man.
“One” His voice echoed in her head, she shut her eyes tight thinking of what to say, but she was as blank as a sheet of paper.
“Two” .
She cursed at her boss in her head, she prayed for a dozen lightning bolt to strike him wherever he was because he had sent her here, and now she was going to die.
“Three” She suddenly thought of Anne, she never got to call and check on her today like she had promised.
She wondered if she was cold or hungry.
‘Oh God what I would give to see her again.’
Time stood still as Mr. Logan’s finger got closer and closer to the trigger, each second ticked heavily, Claire held her breathe, her heart thumped so fast she could feel it in her ear.
Just when Mr. Logan was a nanosecond away from pulling the trigger, the door opened immediately interrupting what was just about to happen.
“Oh.. There you are.” She heard a familiar voice and her eyes shot open to see the purple tuxedo man walking in with his hands in his pocket.
He smirked at her then turned his attention to Mr. Logan.
Claire stared at him in disbelief, how did he have so much audacity to walk into a VIP lounge without knocking?.
Mr. Logan hurriedly got on his feet, the scowl on his face disappeared in a second and a smile quickly replaced it.
Her eyes widen at Mr. Logan’s sudden 180 switch up.
Wasn’t he the same person who was looking like the grim reaper a second ago?.
” Boss….” Mr Logan crossed his hands behind him and bowed to Zeldris.
Claire stared at the gun still in Mr. Logan’s hand behind him.
Her eyes suddenly turned to two saucers.
What the hell is going on?.
What did he mean by boss?.
Why was he calling this man boss when he was a top mafia lord himself.
“Give me your gun Logan.” Logan gave the gun to Zeldris without hesitation, he even gave a small bow while giving the gun as if Zeldris himself was a deity.
Claire couldn’t understand what was going on.
Why was Mr. Logan trembling like that?.
Zeldris pointed the gun at Logan and his eyes went wide in shock , he quickly places his hand in the air.
“Why did you point a gun at her?” He asked in a cold voice, there was no atom of playfulness in his voice, unlike when he had always bothered her.
Even his eyes darkened slightly and the smirk was no where on his lips, just a cold expressionless face.
A slight shiver ran down her spine, because the aura around this violet eyed man was terrifying.
She could feel his dark, intimidating presence , it was almost suffocating her.
Mr. Logan fell on his knees pleading for his life, trembling like a man staring death in the face _because he was_.
“Boss .. She’s a spy, she wanted Intel on me…us . I was protecting the business.”
“She’s my date Logan.” Mr. Logan turned to stare at Claire, a look of pure shock painted on his face.
He turned back sharply to Zeldris.
“Boss… I-I had no idea. She- She came to me. I thought she was a….. I’m sorry boss” He stuttered helplessly trying to explain himself but with the look Zeldris was giving him, he knew he was done for.
A gunshot rang in the room, Claire jumped slightly on her seat, her eyes widen to full moons and her eyebrows shot far up into her hairline at what she just witnessed.
Logan groaned in pain , blood slowly soaked his clothe, he held on to this right knee, face contoured in agony.
“Don’t always jump to conclusions Logan”
“Thank you…. Urrrgh…. Boss”
The dangerous man in purple tuxedo stretched out his palm to Claire.
She stared at it for a moment, then slowly placed her hand in his.
He pulled her to her feet then led her out of the room.
Claire couldn’t understand what was going on anymore, Mr. Logan was known as a terrifying man , his name instilled fear in the heart of many people.
But today she had witnessed him fall on his knees and call another man boss, he even thanked him after getting shot.
What is happening?.
“You owe me one now darling.”
“What do you mean?” She shot out, pulling her hand out of his instantly.
Yes he did, but she wouldn’t call what he did helping, it was more like he controlled the entire situation while she sat on the chair like a lady watching a live action movie.
“Why did you call me your date?. You know I’m not.”
“Seriously?” He scoffed….
“..Is that what’s bothering you after everything you just witnessed?.”
He couldn’t understand this little woman.
Humans to him were like little bugs he could squash between his fingers, but somehow he found this little bug fascinating.
She was supposed to cower and run away in fear after witnessing what just happened in the lounge.
But here she was bantering with him, looking at him as though he was something that annoyed her terribly.
Such an interesting little bug..
” Thank you for what you did in there”
Even though I don’t understand what happened.
“… but you shouldn’t have called me your date, because I’m not. And stop stalking me.” She turned around and walked away from him.
She needed to get out of this place before she witnessed something else that would make her question her reality.
She would just come up with some lie to tell her boss, well it wouldn’t entirely be a lie if she told him that Mr. Logan got shot during their conversation.
She was so tired and needed to dive into her bed as soon as possible.
Zeldris stared at the retreating figure of the hazel eyed woman, a smirk curled at the side of his lips.
“Keep running hazel eyes. We would always meet again.”
His phone pinged in his pocket and he got it out.
It was was message from Daemon.
Find every single member of the skull rider gang.
I want them all wiped out tonight.
He grinned at the message.
“With pleasure.” He placed the phone back into his pocket.
The night just got livelier.