SYBIL'S POV

Dream Aura,
06:43 pm.

"He doesn't know you. He doesn't know you. He doesn't know you..." I told myself repeatedly while looking at the same guy who I saw at the club.

The one sitting on the red couch literally last night and now he's already on my doorstep.

I told myself that he wasn't there for me but for Lia.

He took a step closer but before he could enter I slightly closed the door making him stop right there.

" Lia is not home." I tried not to stutter and look calm.

" Lia?" He asked.

So he doesn't even know her name. Lia once told me things like this exist. They sleep together and don't even ask for each other's names.

'How?' I mean HOW could they kiss someone they have no feelings for? How could they even touch?

These things disgust me, to be honest.

When I first met Ren with Lia I got to know that he wasn't her boyfriend later words. He was just her friend with benefits.

This was a new term for my dictionary.

" Can I wait inside?" He asked breaking the chain of my thoughts.

No!

Unwantedly, I opened the door for him.

He got inside. I closed the door took a deep breath then turned. He walked further with his hands in his pocket looking around at the living room.

" Is she your sister?" He asked not turning to face me.

" No," I replied shortly didn't even give him any explanation about us.

I went to the kitchen feeling his gaze on me all the time. He roamed looking at everything closely as if he were some detective.

I just hoped he didn't recognize me but he kept eyeing me from afar.

Ignoring him I continued to cook. He walked to me with his slow steps and grabbed an apple from the fruit basket.

" She danced so well, last night." He said taking a bite from the apple.

So he didn't recognize me.

" Your eyes are even prettier up close." He said making me look at his face.

He was chewing the apple while resting his back against the kitchen counter next to me.

"Than-thank you."

I turned to grab sauce from the refrigerator feeling his gaze on my back.

As soon as I grabbed the handle to open the refrigerator I felt his presence behind me. His cologne was strong. He was so close that I was able to feel his chest brushing my back.

" You think you can fool me huh?" He chuckled, his breath fanned my shoulder.

I gulped, somehow turning around to face him. He smirked as soon as I lifted my gaze.

" I know it was you." He said looking straight into my eyes.

I pushed my back against the refrigerator to create some space between us.

" I've memorized your eyes." He leans to my face making me curl my fingers into a fist.

" I can recognize these eyes in a crowd of thousands." He looked insane saying that.

He brought his hand to my face and held it gently. I blinked multiple times as he leaned smelling my scent.

" What are you doing?" I sounded frightened and I hated that.

" Acting innocent, huh?" He chuckled. The air came out of his mouth and touched my face that's how he was close to me.  He added

I stared at his lips as they formed a big smirk." Let's come to the point." He leaned to my face.

" Move back." I tried to free myself.

" How much?" He asked not losing his grip a bit. His other hand held my face and roughly caressed my lower lip. " I'll give you whatever you cost." He added in a husky voice.

" Leave me." I wiggled.

Instead of moving back he held my neck and started to eliminate the leftover space between us.

I tried but his grip was way too much stronger for me to get myself free.

Yet, I used all my strength and pushed him. " I'M NOT THAT TYPE OF A GIRL. I shouted.

He shamelessly laughed. His dark chuckles were horrifying. I fixed my dress and hair as he once again eyed me up to down.

" However you are. You are my type." He stepped towards me again. " Come on, We'll finish quickly-"

" Please leave." I cut him off in a stern voice showing him the door.

" I'm ready to pay-"

" BUT I'M NOT SELLING MYSELF." I again cut him off. He stared at me as if he saw some alien. " Why is everyone here so trash-minded?" I muttered, disgusted by everyone there.

I know he must have never been rejected, I mean look at his personality but at least he should respect others' consent.

His gaze turned to my hands which were now shaking. I took one more step backward to maintain distance from him.

He looked kinda puzzled, I felt bad, I don't know why but maybe because I made him feel guilty.

" Look, I'm not the type of girl you think I am. I know what type of girl you are mistaking me for but I'm not a prostitute." I explained in a calm tone. He seemed to understand so I continued. " Don't tell anyone or Lia will lose her job. We switched just for a night. She's the one who works as a stripper, not me." I added.

" You switched?" His eyebrows crashed together.

I nodded nervously.

" In exchange for what?" He asked.

" To save her other job," I replied.

" My head's spinning." He muttered massaging his forehead. "I need a glass of water."

" You'll leave after that?" I was about to grab a glass for him but he shook his head once again.

" I'll leave but with a 'yes'." He put a condition.

" You are definitely not getting anything from me." I showed anger because he was back to the point we started.

" I have a secret and it'll cost something to keep it between us." He made my blood boil with that sentence.

" Are you blackmailing me?" I questioned witnessing how his lips formed a slaying smirk.

" I guess yes." He chuckled.

" I already told you that-"

" I'm not that type of a girl." He rolled his eyes completing my sentence. " Don't repeat the same thing."

I stared at him because he left no other choice than to keep myself quiet and listen to his condition.

" Don't give me that look, it's a simple task. Just spend a day with me or a night, whatever you prefer."

How shameless.

" A big no. I don't trust you." I folded my arms on my chest.

" I wasn't asking. I'm giving you a chance to keep your secret as it is." He politely explained.

I sighed. " Where?"

He laughed. Victory was written all over his face only if he knows. I internally laughed at him." My man will come to pick you up tomorrow."

" Tomorrow?" I moved my eyebrows up.

He suddenly came close to me and kissed my cheek. I froze, only my eyeballs were able to move which  followed his tall figure as he walked out of the door, he turned to face my open-mouth posture.

" I'll be waiting." He winked before leaving my apartment.

I realized that my palm was on my cheek. I rubbed it in an attempt to wipe his kisses then looked at my palm.

I caught myself not being as mad at someone who'd kiss me as I should be.

" What's wrong with me?" I was in a hair-pulling situation.

I closed the door and turned only to land my gaze on my mobile. " Lia." I immediately grabbed my mobile and called her to tell her everything but she didn't respond. Her mobile was switched off.

I acted like I'd go with him but I'm not. I said that because if I'd have said no he'd expose us. I was hoping Lia would be back before his man came to pick me up. She will deal with them I'm not smart enough.

Hunter's basement,
08:44 pm

A man was tied by hands with thick chains in Hunter's basement. His wrists were wounded, his bare chest had deep cuts all over it, the sweat dropping from his body was getting mixed with his blood, and his head was weakly hanging yet he managed to lift it as he heard footsteps.

Hunter walked it casually smoking. He stopped in front of the tied man and puffed smoke on his face.

" Are we Russians taking good care of you?"  Hunter asked putting the cigarette between his lips.

" Thanks."The wounded yet fearless man took a drag and breathed out the smoke. Hunter smiled liking his stubbornness. He knows these men have a mindset of  'if I'm not dead, I'm good'.

" Who's behind my father's condition?" Hunter asked.

" Not us." He replied.

Hunter brought the tip of his cigarette to his neck. He wiggle as the ciggerate started to burn his skin.

" Who. Shot. My. Father?" Hunter asked pressing the ciggerate even deeply.

He groaned. " Do you really think he'll make such a shitty plan?" He spoke pressing his teeths to ensure the pain.

Hunter removed the ciggerate from his neck and dropped it to the floor. He stepped on it then moved back.

" What is he after?" Hunter inquired.

" King brothers." He answered. " He's aiming to end kings' bloodline."

• Don't bite the hand that feeds you.

Chapter Published On: 14 January 2024.

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