[~Song recommendation: Perfect Day by The Constellations & Guilty as Sin? by Taylor Swift~]
"You're so DEAD," Micahel exclaimed and soon he caught sight of the man's face filled with fear. But it was too late, Michael caught him by the caller and made him stand.
"Si-Sir… I-I" Michael caught sight of his fearful face, seeking mercy but Michael didn't feel any such emotion before he landed a powerful blow below his right cheek. The man's eyes grew wide as he saw the approaching hit and soon he felt it.
The pain was excruciating and to double it up his back landed against the glass pane of the restaurant, causing more pain. The glass shattered into pieces, its sound startling everyone around. He almost fainted, not because of the pain but the aura that emanated from Michael.
Michael was about to give him another blow but someone caught his arm from his back firmly. He caught that hand by reflex and turned around to notice it was his right-hand man, Frank.
"Boss… I know it's just a blow but it's enough for that coward. Look at him; He'll be next to dead if you give another blow." Frank said and turned to meet the delivery partner's gaze, a smirk came to settle over his face as he noticed the man nodding his head like a child while blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth. His jaw if not broken probably dislocated.
"What? You don't want to tell us who's behind this? Alright, I'm calling the cops." Frank teased him and the poor man almost scurried towards Michael and held one of his legs.
"I-I'm telling everything okay? Please have mercy and don't call the co…" The man gasped and stepped away from his foot as Michael glared at him remembering what could have happened to Layla.
"Take him into the car and don't hold back if he doesn't cooperate." Michael directed to his guards in a cold tone while his eyes lingered over the suspect. Soon his men followed suit. The customers along with the staff members kept gossiping about the matter with their prying gazes.
"Any questions?... " Michael asked glaring at the crowd. Nobody could utter a damn word before they removed their gazes, afraid to make eye contact with Michael. "Good!" He exclaimed before he turned towards the counter and offered the lady his card.
"Ar-Are you sure, Sir?" The lady was baffled with eyes growing wide at his suggestion but seeing him not bulging, she got the sign that he might be one rich man. Frank chuckled looking at her reaction and soon he made a way out for Michael to exit. Michael offered a full course meal for every customer along with he paid for the damages caused to the place.
"Wait! OMG… Aren't you Michael Specter, Sir?!" A woman's excited tone reached Michael's ears and he cursed himself that she recognized him. But it was broad daylight, what was he even thinking? 'The media might be arriving any time soon,' he mused and turned to notice it was the same girl who jumped over someone's lap.
"Rina... Why are you talking to that deranged man?" His boyfriend came to question her and Michael took the opportunity to slip away without uttering a word.
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Layla finished her chores of routinely cleaning her Master's floor and even she cooked lunch for him as he told her to. She was just sitting on the couch of her Master's room, waiting for his arrival to serve his food.
Minutes turned into hours and it became almost evening but Michael didn't arrive. Layla was bored. She felt like a doll at one point as she was not getting many tasks to accomplish. 'I don't think, he'll be angry if I watch from his TV.' She mused and turned it on.
Breaking News…
'Famous businessman, Michael Specter created havoc with his men at a CRAVESTARS outlet. As you can see in the CCTV footage, he barged in like a typhoon in his black M5 and now in this footage, you can see how he badly injured a delivery partner. His men even abducted the poor guy. Stay tuned for the police report; Will catch you soon after a short break.'
"WHAT THE HELL?" Layla exclaimed as she covered her mouth with her hands. Her mind was in a mess thinking of the possible reason and soon it came to her. 'Oh… So he must be involved behind drugging Master. But still, it's a crime. He could have asked his cop friend?'
A sudden knock on her door snapped her back to reality. She opened the door and saw the devil himself standing at the doorstep. He just swept past Layla, his one hand holding the phone over his ear. She closed the door and turned to only notice his back facing her.
Michael ended the call before his eyes caught sight of the food neatly arranged over the dining table. It just occurred to him that he hadn't had his lunch yet and it was close to 6:30 in the evening. He was about to take a sit before Layla prompted him.
"Ma-Master wait..." She rushed to his side and almost fell but thankfully Michael caught her hand in time. Her skin felt hot. 'Is she having a fever or something?' he mused.
"Thank you. Umm… Why don't you wash your hands or maybe take a shower and I'll just heat the food." She suggested to him in a pleasing tone, her eyes looked so innocent. Although Michael was starving at this point still he followed her suggestion as he picked up the towel and entered the bathroom.
Layla kept her gaze lowered after finishing the conversation and set foot towards the kitchen. Just as she was about to enter, she turned back only to find him staring at her with a curious gaze. 'Why is he staring at me?'
Soon, Layla heated the food for the umpteenth time but thankfully this time her effort won't go to waste. She noticed Michael steal a glance every now and then at her but she acted naive. Her mind was busy tossing the coin to decide whether to bring up the CRAVESTAR's incident but suddenly something caught her attention.
"Master!"