"Khalid..." She beamed, turning away from the spot.
He barely looked at her as he walked over to the wardrobe, opening it to search for clothes.
Becca gulped nervously and walked towards him.
"Getting ready for the party, huh?" She asked.
"Yeah" he grunted, pulling out a cloth. She turned and glanced at the spot.
"Was... anyone in your room lately?" She asked, wishing it'd lead her somewhere.
She really needed to know what had happened.
"Someone like who?" He spat out.
"I... don't know. Was just asking'". She shrugged with a smile.
Khalid turned away and ignored her and it burnt her heart.
It doesn't seem like a guard had molested anyone in the room. Could it be done by Khalid?
But who did Khalid sleep with? He doesn't really sleep with girls... randomly.
He's very selective.
"Um....So, you're really gonna be traveling tomorrow morning, right?" She continued talking and he just nodded.
"Can't I come along... please??" She placed her palms together and begged.
"I told you, Becca. It's for the Masters
alone. Females are not allowed" he answered huskily and she sighed.
She was already used to his grumpy attitude, anyway.
Besides, it's just a small meeting and he's definitely gonna be back the same day. They were going to talk about the new leader for the X-Family.
Everyone could tell a war would be coming. Chosing a new leader that would control all the clans was something that only happened once in 10 years. And for this decade, everyone wanted to be a part of it. After taking out the clothes he wanted, he wore them on and began wearing his jewelries.
Becca watched him from behind and admired him, feeling so thankful he was all hers. All hers.
She promised her self never to leave him.
"Can't go with you... tonight?" She asked with a pathetic look, drawing closer to her.
He was going for a little party but wouldn't take her.
"Don't worry about it, Becca. The party might get a little bloody and I wouldn't want you around" he replied.
"But I can...."
"I said no" he cut her off and she clamped her mouth shut.
Yeah, perfect.
She almost rolled her eyes in front of him but good thing she was able to stop herself. He'd have probably plucked off her eyes.
Well, she hoped he'd be back in time because it looked Iike it might be raining anytime soon.
He finished with his outfit and turned away from the mirror and when his eyes met with Becca, she almost melted. Almost.
"Can I....at least, see you off to the car?"
She gulped nervously, almost unable to keep up with the stare.
"Yeah, you can" he shrugged as he picked up his phones and car keys from the table before heading for the door. Becca touched her red cheeks and followed him out of the room.
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Octavia had found her way to the kitchen all by herself. Yeah, she had vowed not to ask anyone else so she doesn't meet more b*tches.
"Oh,my! Look whom we have here! The blue eyes lady!" Paula giggled as soon as she spotted her.
She was putting on an apron and had been stirring something in a pot.
"Hi" Octavia forced a smile. It almost looked fake on her.
"Hello there. How're you doing?" Paula asked, warmly.
So warmly, it made Octavia feel relaxed.
"I'm fine, I guess.I need... something to eat"
"Oh! Of course. Take a seat and I'Il be done in a giffy" she winked at her and Octavia smiled and took a seat.
The kitchen was quite big and stuffed. There were only a few ladies working at the moment, but so many boys kept trooping on, coming to take food, drink, or something else.
In a short while, Paula attended to her with a sumptuous meal and she started eating immediately.
"In case you need anything, just signal me"
Paula winked at her and walked away and Octavia focused on her meal.
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After a long while, she was done eating and she thanked Paula and left.
She returned to the room and quickly showered. Ah! She's been longing for this for a long time now.
She stayed under the shower for a long time, washing every part of her body properly.
She felt the door from the main room opened and guessed Mica was back. She ought to.
But where has she been going all these while huh? She wasn't so sure it was a mission because she was the only one who kept leaving. If it were to be a mission, she'd have gone with a lot of people, right?
Well.... she was still new into the system and perhaps, that was how Mica acted.
She rouded up with her bath, tied a towel round her and left. Getting to the bedroom, she found Mica in the room, dressing some things. Mica turned to look at her.
"Hey" she called lowly.
"Um...good evening. You're back" Octavia said.
"Yeah. I got the clothes for you. You can check them out and fix them in the wardrobe later on" Mica said and Octavia noticed the bag of clothes on the floor. Wow! It was much.
"Thank you" she smiled and went towards the bag. She needed something to wear
"Did you...get the pills?" She swallowed hard and asked.
Oh! Please, she didn't want to hear any more excuses.
Mica stared at her for a while before answering: "Yeah".
She dipped her hand into the bag and brought out a tiny tab.
"Thank you" Octavia said gratefully as she collected the tab from her and opened it.
She reached for a bottle of water and
with it, she gulped down the tab.
Ah! At last. She could go finally feel at
ease.
"How was your training with Moscow
today?" Mica asked as she resumed
what she was doing.
"It was crazy, but I passed it. He made
me steal from a policeman" she replied
and Mica's eyes dimmed immediately.
"What? Is he crazy??" She growled.
"Damn it! | knew he was going to go beyond limits. You shouldn't be stealing from such dangerous people on your first day".
Octavia thought of telling her of her
encounter with the Master, but she
quickly waved it off.
There was no need, was there?
She took out the cloth she wanted from
the bag and wore it on. Wow! It was a
short black town and looked really good
on her.
"There's a little house party going on in
the other building, Octavia. Hurry up so
we can join them" Mica said.
"I'm... I'm not going" Octavia said.
"You need to get used to this, Octavia!" Mica snapped.
"You can't be a member of this clan and
act secluded, you know? You need to
learn how to flow. Come on!"
Octavia bent her head like a child being
scolded. She hated parties; hated crowd.
Mica finished with what she was doing
and urged how to go with her and
Octavia, having no option, decided to
follow her.
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To be continued!