"Professional Assassins?" I whispered out loud, and so of the faces inside the room turned to us. There was an awkward smile that replaced my shocked expressions. The people who had turned to look at with their cross-eyes went back to their work slowly, and I gazed back at Fang to whisper, "Are you serious? Why would the queen let them coexist in this kingdom?"
Fang snickered, "The Cersi are in a pact with the king. They don't attack the king's n and are always consider the royal couple as their priority while taking an assignnt."
My brows creased at his words. Having an assassin clan co exit where they have their own clan heir and a princess was like challenging the throne itself. "Are they afraid that the clan might attack the king or queen one day?" I asked, knowing very well how the clans used to be ford in the past and how brutish they used to be trained. With what Zelda had managed to accomplish last night, I doubted she was soone weak. It was a clean massacre and without any traces left behind.
"That is the pact," Fang explained, "If sothing like that happens, then the entire clan will be executed."
"What!" I exclaid on hearing it.
"Yes," Fang said as his eyes trailed back to the receptionist, who had gone to take a copy of Zelda's bail paper record, "that is the reason why the king and the queen do not ddle with their Cersi affair, to be safe themselves and refrain from pissing them off over sothing trivial which the queen does every day." Fang spoke in a sluggish tone, as if he was one of the queen's regular target.
"You talk as if the queen does a number on you," I smirked tauntingly at him.
Fang turned his face to and in the second, his hand snaked around my waist as he pulled close to him. My body slamd against his muscular build and I took a sharp breath. My hands rested on his chest while my eyes moved up slowly to et his. Fang had his wicked smile back on, "Look how flustered you get with only this much."
"I-I am not flustered," I tried to push myself, but that only led to Fang pulling closer to him. "Fang! let go," I whispered louder with eyes wide.
But did not listen to those words. He simply smirked and circled his other hand behind, over my neck. My eyes went wide as soon as he pulled closer. He wasn't thinking about kissing here in front of everyone, right? Unconsciously, my eyes moved to look at others in the room. The typewriters were still working and most of them did not dare look at us but so of the eyes were trained on and Fang. I pulled in a sharp breath to say sothing when Fang pulled ahead planted a soft kiss on my forehead.
"I am sorry about the bump," Fang said as he let go. I touched where he had kissed and the bump which had ford on my forehead because of the pole slowly started to recede.
I looked at him shocked, before I rembered that he had marked and can heal as I was his soulmate.
I huffed at him and turned to the other side, pretending as if I was reading the file. Fang was probably smiling right now, satisfied with the effect he had on . I flipped through the pages aimlessly before my eyes suddenly landed on one particular page. I had gone two pages ahead when I slowly flipped back and I saw the na Hailey there.
My breath stuck in my throat as my eyes slowly travelled down to see her full na. It was as I had feared it to be.
The receptionist returned and slamd the file shut before stretching my hand ahead to him, "Is it done?" I did not want to let anyone know the treasure I had just found, so I did not look at the file back again.
The receptionist handed two papers, "Here are two copies, just in case you misplace one." He looked at Fang for praise, but Fang simply turned to .
"Done?" Fang asked , and I nodded my head after I had checked through both the copies and they looked fine to . Fang circled his hand around my shoulder as if we were so best of friends and started walking, "Lets's leave then." I turned back to thank the receptionist, but then I rembered the behaviour he had shown to when I had first co here and rather walked ahead with Fang.
My eyes still could not believe I had landed this big evidence against Jack. There was a light shimr in my eyes looking at the papers.
Fang looked at my expressions and asked, "Found sothing useful?"
"Very useful," I replied with a sunny smile on my face. That was when our eyes t and I realised that this would not have been possible without Fang. It took so ti, but I murmured under my breath, "Thank you."
"What?" Fang acted oblivious, as if he had not seen that appreciation coming into my head.
I jerked his hand from over my shoulder as we walked outside the left lobby of the court. "I said thank you, you deaf man," I almost yelled as I stomped ahead and left Fang behind. Stupid idiot!
When I ca near the stair, I saw the girls were waiting for Fang and there was an anticipating look in their eyes and the crowd had significantly grown around here because of the rain. I turned back to look at Fang, who was walking casually while pulling up his hoodie for the rain. My eyes looked back at the girls, who were doing sorts of makeup and styling their hair, before Fang ca out. I exhaled before rolling my eyes and pulled out the umbrella to open it while inside the roof head.
Fang was about to approach when I pulled him inside the umbrella. "Little one, it's not raining inside here," He said as he had to duck.
"Just walk," I said as I hooked my hand on his elbow and Fang did not question .
There was an odd kind of trust he showed in , and it was probably because he could read my mind, but I had a feeling in my heart that he would do it even without that he might have just trusted blindly right now. It was a pity I could not return that trust to him, and that was probably because of the way we were acquainted with each other. I still rembered how much I had hated him when I had t Fang here in court the last ti -
[My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door opening and I turned to see Channing and Lindsey return. I had no ti on my hands, making up my averse mind to finally ask Fang of his offer, "What is your price?"
"Smart choice" He smirked, finally winning his child's play. I cracked my knuckles, wanting him to hurry on it. I don't know why, but I felt that if Channing was here I would never get to hear Fang's offer and face the consequences later in court.
Fang took his sweet ti savouring my impatience and then replied in a satisfied tone, "Marry !"]
-
There was a little smile that appeared on my lips rembering that day. With Fang, it had always been a series of 'Mary .' Funnily enough, I had never once said a no to him.
But this man had always put up a price for things in front of and that was the reason why I did not like him.
Trust was the last word which I would associate with Fang Warchild.
We made past the stairs without being noticed by the girls, who were still anticipating him to co out from inside the court. They would probably get tired and return back ho soon. When we were out again where there were many umbrellas open, I lifted my umbrella to let Fang fit inside. But Fang did not stand tall imdiately. He gave a brief kiss on my lips before taking the umbrella from , "Thank you."
"You can just say it with your mouth," I said with a grunted voice. What was he trying to do, always trying to get close to and stealing kisses? He had kissed twice and my hand reached out to my lips to rub them.
Fang ran his tongue over his lower lip and smirked, "I prefer the tastier way to say it."
I rolled my eyes and grabbed the handle of the umbrella, "You know what? Get out of my umbrella, I don't want you around and trying to do sothing shaless in the middle of the road." I pushed him out, but that sturdy building did not even budge.
"Don't be angry now," Fang smirked "You will look cuter when you are angry and then I will have the urge to do it again."
"Shut up!" I shouted as I walked away from him, taking the umbrella with and Fang simply snickered as he walked in the rain beside . How obnoxious can soone be? I thought in my mind as I looked at his broad shoulder through my umbrella.. I titled my umbrella to see his face, which was now getting drenched with the rain and yet he looked so handso as he ran his hand over his face.
Reviews
All reviews (0)