Raising an eyebrow, Alex glanced at the both of them giving Nico a probing look.
Not noticing his gaze, Nico twitched his lips and narrowed his gaze at the man. His tall and muscular build a complete contrast between the two.
"We just wanted to get revenge for our boss!" He said irritated. "Who you calling soft? Your the one who's fucking soft." Gesturing to his muscular physique, clearly seen through his fitted black shirt.
Because he was with the boss, he felt he could be a little more arrogant. However noticing the man indifferently placed a pair of wireless headphones in his ears, he gritted his teeth in frustration.
Fiddling with Spotify, not looking up he replied indifferently. A finger raised for each point made, "Not your territory, your boss isn't my boss and...steroids." Looking up disinterestedly at his body.
"Unless you want an arm wrestle?" Placing his elbow on his knee, with an innocent look.
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Flinching suddenly, he turned his face away, confusing the two men who had been witness to his arrogant behaviour.
"How many times have I told you to not come here dressed like this?" The intimidating voice questioned him, with a black look.
"Boss.." Standing up he bowed 90 degrees, Alex frowning at the glimpse of silver between his black bangs. "I came to make a report."
Yuto Nakamura grunted at his daughter, gesturing to follow behind him. Lazily he stomped behind him, smiling politely at the secretary as she held the door open for him.
His office was of dark blue and steely corporate hues. With a typical layout of a wooden desk, computer and seating area. Obviously, all of which were top notch.
Removing her mask, she combed back her bangs revealing a dazzling face. Soft porcelain skin with beautifully shaped eyebrows, pouty pink lips and a button nose. If not for her blood shot eyes and the deep shadows under them, she would attract countless attention.
However, because of the cold and murderous aura emanating from her, normal civilians outside of special organisations would steer clear of her.
"I don't like seeing you in this field of work." Her father said suddenly, looking at how she laid down brazenly on the sofa. Hugging a pillow to her bound chest.
'Is it because I'm a woman? Or...'
"I enjoy it." Replying bluntly, as if putting a stop to the topic before it could begin.
"If not for the black flame being so unstable and rampant inside of you, I'd never agree to this." Referring to the foreign energy flowing in Yuki's veins, that was unlike that of the previous descendants of the Nakamura family.
The black flame as a result of the burning sensation felt of the Yin energy circulating in the blood. Causing a loss of self control in behaviour and actions, with strong desires for violence.
Yuki listening as if being reminded, removed the ice type jade ring from her slender finger and held it in her hand. As if a tense chord had snapped, she sighed comfortably on the sofa unlike her father who stiffened unable to move.
Her skin appeared much fairer and her eyes much paler, the iris narrowing to a slit. Showing lines of dark red within, looking even more like a cat. The hair on her shoulder looked thicker and slightly longer, twisting a strand in between her fingers.
As if understanding her thoughts, he said coldly. "You're not allowed to cut it." Tensing from the suffocating aura released from her.
Flicking away the strand sullenly she extended her arm and clenched her hand. Biting her lip as she fought against the onslaught of desire like an animal. Releasing a finger a small black flame rested at the tip of her finger, the flame flickering ferociously and burning hotter.
As if clicking her fingers, the flame blew out as she put the ring back on appreciating the cooling feeling in her body as she twitched in discomfort.
The cooling jade only restrained the impure desire in the body, resulting in a side effect of an initial numbing effect in movements made. Like a trembling person thawing, from being outside in the cold.
Clicking her teeth, she muttered. "Why does it affect my physical appearance so much?"
'Wasn't the ancestor tricked by a demon- what kind of gift is this?'
Wiping the light sweat on his face with a silk handkerchief, he sat opposite her massaging his temple. "When you move to France your not allowed to take the ring off and you have to report to your grandfather weekly" He said clenching his jaw.
Clicking her teeth she nodded her head obediently. Struggling to sit up she wiped the blood off her mouth with a silk handkerchief.
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"Do you have any jobs for me?" Changing the subject quickly, a bit hopeful.
Going to his desk Yuto Nakamura pressed on his intercom, "Send Mr. Auclair In for a moment."
Hearing her father she clicked her tongue and replaced the mask, moving her bangs to cover her forehead.
After a while there was a quiet knock on the door, which Yuki neither fast not slow went up to answer.
As the guests entered the room, Alex observed the person secretly when she was about to leave following behind the secretary.
"No one said you could leave. Sit." Looking up at him puzzled, she shrugged and sat down in his former position as Alex and Nico stayed standing.
'This is the guy? What a joke! He looks like he can break easily like a twig-especially with those arms.'
He thought scrutinising him as he clicked his teeth.
Gesturing them to sit, Yuki showed an expressionless look not paying them any attention. Only raising an eyebrow as her father sat beside her, tilting her head to the side in confusion.
"As you're my guest here, I have to make sure your well looked after. This is Z" He said indifferently as Yuki took a side long glance and scratched her head in despair.
"So your giving him to me as a bodyguard- or someone you can use to check up on me?" Alex asked contemptuously, his blonde brows furrowing not believing in the mans capabilities.
Understanding her fathers intentions she laughed drily, slouching as she leaned a hand on her face.
"Check up on you?" Her voice slightly deepened keeping its melodious quality. "I'd rather get the job over and done with." She muttered sinisterly, stroking the tip of her sharp nail.
Tilting her head as she leant on her palm, Alex couldn't help but find a vague familiarity. Looking down at the thick hair spread across his shoulders like silk.
The top of his head gleamed in the yellow light, his hand itching slightly. Wanting to stroke his head like petting a cat.
"What are your intentions?" Mr. Nakamura asked him, sensing something from his words
Tossing his thoughts out of his head, he clenched his hand spitting out his terms directly.
"Let me borrow your man and I'll agree to all of your terms... I think this will be beneficial for the both of us." He said arrogantly, laying down his cards without looking at them.
Yuki who heard this stunned, trembled uncontrollably lowering her head. Concerned they looked at her as she was unable to help herself, removing a side of her mask, she burst out in laughter. As if hearing the funniest joke in the world and even dabbed the imaginary tears under her eyes.
Alex who saw that half of her face, felt his heart throb. A little pink flush was on her cheeks making her look a mischievous kid as she tried to catch her breath.
Sighing she eventually shrugged and replaced her mask, under the keen observation of Alex who wondered why the guy was wearing a mask in the first place.
Yuto Nakamura who pondered silently had an unreadable glint in his eyes and reached his hand out in agreement.
'What the hell is going on now?' Sighing quietly, she clenched her jaw with frustration.