I open my eyes and I find two familiar guys, the owner of the foot that knocked me out, two beautiful women in front of me with my hair dripping wet I guess that what's just a dream.
I sighed.
I look around my surroundings, tried to move my hands only to find them both hanging from the shackles they put them in.
From what I can grasp, I'm in an interrogating cell.
"State your business rogue!" the cute blondie commanded. His thick voice reminded me of my condition.
"Tell Rostov I'm sorry for running away, how much do you need I promise I'll pay just real-
A punch from the blonde interrupted me.
"Pretty boy, it will be a pity to hurt your pretty face, its better you tell us your mission in our pack" the other guy with brown hair and hazel eyes sneered at me after throwing more punches at my face. As if I wasn't hurt enough.
Forget the punches but aren't they Rostov's men and what Pack?
Who has he offended this time.
Ignoring the pain in face, gathering my strength I spoke despite my blooded mouth.
" Who said I was a boy dummy and what the hell are you talking about I just ran away from some of your guys back there, look we can settle this properly just tell me how much pops collected from you"
" Remove his mask and check his bag". My body felt cold at the power radiating from the Greek Adonis across me and I immediately look up.
He stares deeply with his blue eyes, shimmering with danger. His platinum blonde hair shines brightly with the help of the fluorescent lights.
Wait, Wait?! that freak just demanded them to search my bag and I'm here commenting on his ugly ass looks.
"Cade! Take off his mask " the boss ordered again.
"Don't you dare come closer"
The shackles made clinging noise as I try to wiggle away but he griped my head and took off my mask.
The women and even Cade gasped at my reveal ...
They weren't expecting to see a flame lighting my face up. Yeah y'all are getting me angry if the flame on face ain't saying it all I dunno what will..
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" Who sent you, who are you and what are you doing in my PACK! ?" Mr Boss slams his fist on the table in front of him.
" look Mr Boss I dunno who the hell you think you are but you just pulled my last string when you took off my mask" my mouth does not corporate well with my brain at instances like this.
"Why don't you release me and I'll show you who I am" I stated through clenched teeth. Screw him and his hot chicks, I feel like feeding him to my wolf back at China.
"So you filthy human think you can face me, it's such a pity your pretty face will be ruined by the time I'm done with you ..... Release him Cade" he growled .... Wait what .
" Ivan dear I don't think that's a good idea " the pretty middle-aged woman with brown hair and grey eyes, pleaded on my behalf. But don't worry ma'am I'm going kick his ass real good..
As soon as Cade released me from those tight chains I dropped to the ground a little too graceful than my condition should allow, took off my top showing my bandaged chest.
Satisfaction sweeps through me at the surprised look on their faces.
'Yes I'm a girl'
'So snow his gonna come fast at you so you gotta be fast and unpredictable.
Right, sure let's do this'.
The excitement, the thrill I get whenever I'm about to fight visits me and despite my previous wounds, adrenaline pumps in my blood.
We both meet in the middle, staring at each other with equal distaste. I move to punch him but he caught my fist in his large hands, twisting it.
He twist my whole body with his hold on my right hand and pulls me towards him.
"Such an oblivious kitten, not so strong now are we?
How dare he! I pull my head forward then slam it back into his face, he let's go off me and I instantly sent him a round kick which he successfully dodges.
How does he do that? As if hearing my thoughts, he laughs. His probably enjoying my attempts which keeps failing.
I throw another punch, he dodges it. Damn it! I'm starting to lose vision and accuracy, my previous wounds taking a toll on me.
He held me by my throat, pushed me to the wall, raised his hands in an attempt to hit me but I already knew so I weaved it before hitting his groin.
He looked up and growled at me angrily. I smirk in satisfaction.
He came to me with incredible speed, carried me by my neck and began to strangle me, my feet dangling in the air.
Deja Vu huh
Okay so he caught me no biggie but if there's one thing Bosili taught me is to be sneaky and tricky.
So he thought I was already out of it. He loosened his gripped on my neck with my head hanging low and my hair covering my face.
Just like a scene from an horror movie.
Immediately he was off guard I pushed him off me, climbed on him and gave him punches of my own.
I hissed at the slight pain of my knuckles.
He bent his knee and kicked me to the wall with his two legs, the cracking sound of my left leg breaking fills the room but I bit my lip very hard to avoid screaming. A default mechanism my step father imbedded in me.
My expression void of any pain I'm feeling.
If I thought he was pissed before its nothing compared to the very angry look on his face. He started shaking vigorously, his bones starts bending in impossible angles.
His he alright?