He was right...Whether I like it or not, I can't walk properly as my knees are too weak...my head is still aching and I could still feel the pain caused by the choking.
I exhaled deeply as a sign of me giving up to the idea of walking by myself. I don't have the strength for another arguments.
I'm barely even breathing properly.
So I decided to just close my eyes as he walked towards the door. I automatically clung both my arms shyly in his neck as soon as he started walking.
But before he started taking his first step, I was stunned when I felt his warm lips brushed into my forehead...It was quick but full of compassion.
So I opened my eyes with confusion as I stared into him.
He was carrying me like a fragile child, walking gently slowly as if I would break into pieces if he moves quicker and harshly.
After a few seconds of walking, I noticed that we had stopped moving.
"Why did we stop?" My voice was faint as I asked.
"We need to make sure everything is clear before we leave this room." He replied.
"How?" I confusedly asked.
"My men are currently hacking through Don Philippe's security system... They should turn off the CCTV near this area so we could leave safely." He explained as he glanced at me for awhile.
He was frowning as if he was waiting for something that hasn't come on time. After a few seconds, I saw him smirked in victory as he started walking again towards the door.
It was easy for us to open it since the pass code will only be needed when you are outside this room, if you are inside you can open it freely.
I took a short glance at the chaos we made inside Don Philippe's room. Everyone hasn't gained their consciousness yet...
Broken table, destroyed furniture and some of his collections displayed at the lock safe room were destroyed and broken.
"What about Lorenzo?" I remembered Lorenzo as we walked down the hallway.
I was staring into him intently, all I could see was his Adam's apple moving up and down and the clenching of his jaw… I couldn't keep my eyes off his attractive perfect jawline. He's still wearing his disguise face but…
I don't know why, he's still attractive to my eyes. I am close to losing this game...
I could also feel his warm breath touching the skin of my face...he was already panting due to his fast walking pace and adding to it my weight for carrying me.
"Ready to go!" I was surprised when I heard Lorenzo's rejoicing voice inside the car.
I was too engrossed with my view on Scott's jaw and didn't notice that we had finally made it outside Don Philippe' mansion.
And that we are already outside the car. I could now feel the low temperature hitting into my bare skin.
I shivered as the cold settled inside my skin...I then pressed my own body to Scott's which made him jolt for a moment as his muscles instantly flexed.
He let out a soft sigh and looked down on me. I soon felt myself being carefully put down in the cold seat and felt his hand caressing my cheeks.
As soon as I'm carefully seated in the backseat, he then settled himself to the other side of the seat beside me.
"What happened, my lord?" Lorenzo asked worriedly as he stared at me, with pity in his eyes.
He didn't answer Lorenzo's question but instead he let out another deep sigh and said, "Call Dr. Stavenski. I need him to be at my house already once we arrive." His voice was stern.
I've also noticed the sudden change in his expression as he looked into my neck. He squint-eyed and frowned, his eyes darkened as flames seemed to burst out.
He was gritting his teeth as he closed his eyes, inhaled and exhaled slowly trying to calm himself down.
Lorenzo followed Scott's gaze and didn't ask again as he focused his eyes on my neck and weak state. He seemed to have an idea about what happened to me.
He then instructed our driver to start driving. The car was in complete silence as we drove down the street to Scott's house.
I tried to stay awake and open my eyes as much as I could during the ride but my eyes seemed to be as tired as my body are...and I dozed off after a few minutes of our ride.
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**Scott's Point of View**
Staring into this brave woman sleeping peacefully beside me, acting like she isn't hurt or in pain. She nearly died in the hands of that asshole back then… And still she manages to act normal.
I clenched my jaw as my anger builds up again as I recall the happenings in Don Philippe's room.
I was kneeling in front of Don Philippe when I noticed this stubborn woman hiding behind the urn. My worry began to eat me when she started to sneak inside the lock safe room.
All my anticipation had completely vanished when she accidentally stumbled into something which created a noise and caught the attention of Don Philippe and his men.
'Tsk! What a stubborn woman!' I hissed to myself and let out a deep sigh.
*Before it happened*
I didn't know that Don Philippe's room has a secret alarm hidden somewhere in the room. Then the alarm rang as soon as the main door closed.
I tried to look for it, in the usual spot where most people tend to hide it...below the table, on his drawer, on his mini bookshelves and to the things above his table but I didn't find anything.
So I decided to just leave it behind and started to go to the lock safe room. I moved as quickly as I could knowing that Don Philippe and his men would soon be here.
I knew that his security team would inform him first before they could start their move. It was only a matter of minutes before they arrived at the room.
So when I entered I immediately looked for the piece of Cleopatra's heart. The room looks like a museum itself. At first, I was kind of confused on where I should start since everything here is either antiques or luxurious objects...with value.
But then, as I moved around...A realization hit me, Don Philippe is an ex Mafia boss... and the most valuable thing for Mafia members are the pieces of Cleopatra's Heart.
If I were Don Philippe, I would place it somewhere that would make me look at it directly once the door would open.
I started to roam my eyes around, there I saw a pile of gold on the deepest corner of this room. Him having a pile of gold doesn't surprise me anymore, knowing that he's an ex Mafia and an old one to be specific and that he owns two pieces of Cleopatra's heart…
It is only fair that he has so many gold bars in here. If he could afford buying the piece of Cleopatra's heart that only means that he is filthy rich. As we all know Mafias are wealthy people...and powerful.
But all that money and wealth he has is only half of what I owned...Of course, I am the Mafia Lord...no one can ever surpass me, not when I'm still breathing perfectly fine. I smirked at my own arrogance.
And then, I noticed a golden box sticking securely and lock together with the gold bars at the center of that pile of gold. Just when I'm about to go in that direction, I heard a pressing sound of the codes at the door.
So I immediately stopped and turned around… I sigh boredly as I see Don Philippe's furious face and his three men standing behind him.
"I see someone is fearless enough to get his way inside my security safe room." Don Philippe said sternly. "Who ordered you, young man!?" He roared as he pointed his cane at me. His eyes would almost pop out because of fury.
Clearly, he doesn't have any idea who I was. As I disguise myself as an awful looking waiter at his own masquerade party. I made my brows thicker and made myself a mustache.
I smirked at him in return, he probably thought that I'd be frightened or alarmed but no... Nothing scares me, old man!
Seeing how I reacted to his rage, it gives him more adrenaline to his old body, "Give me that damn intruder!" He commanded his men, his face became red because of anger and his little veins were already visible in his forehead.
His three men started to attack me altogether as they gave me successive blows. I just laughed at his men as I dodged every punch they made.
Each man that dares to come close to me has received a strong blow of punches on their stomach and sometimes on one of their faces.