Ethan Desmond Moretz:

My head thumps against the car window as I try to sleep and I almost groan in annoyance.

I glance at the scenery outside to see a blur of trees and cars as we drive past them,full speed ahead.

The car is our beloved Saira's.

And the way she's staring distantly out the window tells me I won't get any answer of where she wishes to take me.

Surprised?

Well,after Lavinco made his grand entrance,Saira's face paled and she stated she needed to go home as quickly as she could.

I was going to object but one look at her eyes and I knew I couldn’t say no.

Her green eyes were filled with fear.
It was the first time I saw her like that and the sight almost shook me.

I never knew the most wanted criminal in the universe to be afraid of anyone.

Even if the person may be the most disgustingly vile and rotten man to walk in earth.

Lavinco Ruth.

The man had been my trainor in  my early days in military camp.

But watching her right now,her hair hiding whatever expression was there in her beautiful face and her whole body still,I realize she is scared,yes.

But not for herself.

I am about to question when another brake and my poor head comes in contact with the very familiar window and I groan once again,massaging the back of my head.

'Stop it this instant.'

I whip around at her with incredulity,
'Stop what?'

'These sounds you keep on making.Have you not been in a speeding car before?',she asks,still facing the window.

'I am sure I was in one.Not long ago.With you.And I want to sleep but this stupid window is being a nuisance.'

Hearing no reply,I sigh.

What was wrong?

Recalling what she said,I grin a little bit.
Shifting closer to her but not enough to touch,for I do want to live to finish this battle Lavinco started,I stretch out my arms and rest them behind my head,
'Did I just hear you say these sounds you are making?Someone has been noticing what I am doing.'

'Someone wishes some time with peace but this car with it's claustrophobic space and the insufferable bastard who groans from time to time isn’t giving that someone any.'

I let out a chuckle,'Good to know your fire hasn’t dampened yet.'

No reply.

Closing my eyes shut,I beckon sleep to come and take over.I will be needing every bit of my energy in the underworld.

Not to mention all the explanation I need to provide to Saira,starting from how I injected her..I almost groan again.

Why,oh why do I mess everything up?

Feeling tired and heavy all of a sudden,the drowsiness hitting me,I murmur,
'I am sorry,Sairs.For everything I did.'

Sleep,the treacherous traitor takes over me before I can hear her muffled reply.

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I wake up with a jolt,my head throbbing and my legs stiff when I gather my surroundings.

Oh right.

Underworld.

Car.

Small car.

Shoving past skyscrapers and tall buildings,I predict we are close.

Close to the underworld's lair.

I hear someone stirring beside me and with a start,I realize Saira is sleeping.

And her head is resting against my shoulder.

If she was awake right now,I think wryly,she would shove me out of the car.

But I try not to move even though my legs are as stiff as a rock when Saira moves a little bit,her arm coming up to loop around mine as she sleeps,her head drooping.

Glancing down at her,I lightly angle her head back to rest against my shoulder before it cracks in two and put the side of my head gently against hers.

Noting the peaceful look in her face as she sleeps,down to my memory,I let out a bitter smile.

So many explanations,so many dreams.

Will it ever be fulfiled?

I catch the driver's eye through the side mirror and glare.

Don't fucking stare at her.

He looks away.

Point taken.

We skid to a halt down the road,beside a shoddy old building,faster than expected and as Sairah stirs once again,I quickly retract her arm from mine,careful not to hurt her and look away.

God,what was I doing?

And why was I suddenly missing her warmth and wishing she wouldn’t have woken up?

Why did I have the sudden strong urge to tell the driver to keep on driving so that we did not have to face what was lurking,that way I would be sure that she wouldn’t be hurt.

But Sairah would never accept that.

No,if I ever even uttered that she stay where the fight isn’t,she would castrate my balls.

She is a warrior after all.

A very fierce and gorgeous warrior.

We enter the old shoddy deserted building,the floor creaking and I see the car that escorted us here driving past through the broken window.

Good riddance.

I didn't like the driver one bit.

Sairah marches forward,looking like she's about to impale anyone to death with her red hair askew.

Glorious.

She stops in front of a dimly lit elevator which looks like it can't hold the weight of more than two people and jabs the button.

It creaks at her touch and I realize the elevator is not very much reliable.

But she steps in without hesitation.

Of course she does.

I follow suit and the elevator closes but doesn't start moving until Saira swipes a card at the till.

Then with a final groan,the elevator goes down,down and more down.

I look at Saira and question,
'I thought James Mcdazzle banned these routes.'

She stops tapping her feet and glare at me.
'He only did that to make Lavinco and the rebels back off from infiltrating his passages.'

Smart and typical of the Underworld King.

'And one more thing.'

'What.'she grits out,her eyes flashing,

'You are looking at me like you want to cut my balls off and feed it to the dogs.'

She scoffs,'I would never do that to the poor dogs.'

A chuckle comes out before I can stop it and my feet betrays me by inching towards her in this already small space.

Leaing an arm on the wall behind her,I look at her eyes staring back at me.Silently.

Waiting to see what I will do next.

My free hand comes up to pull at the hair tie,freeing her red hair.
I run a hand through her strands,touching the silky hair and I can't help it.
I lean forward,my forehead coming to rest against hers as I shut my eyes,well aware that Saira has gone completely still and silent.

'I promise I will fix every bit of things I messed up.Just-don't stop talking.'I murmur.

'Why are your eyes closed,Ethan?',she murmurs back and her voice is relaxed for once.

'Because if I open them,I will look at your eyes then I will look at your lips and-'

The elevator stops with a final groan and with some struggling effort,I move away from her.

Yet I can't stop looking at her.

She looks a bit flustered and I smirk.

Hoping she won't see how much of a mess I become when she's so near to me.

'Spit it out you moron.'

I walk out the elevator,the smirk still present as I lazily drawl out,
'And I will start kissing you.'

She throws another glare at me and purposefully brushes against me as she nonchalantly says,
'What makes you think I will let you?'

She strides forward in the dark tunnel lit with lamps on each sides and I shake my head in amusement.

Throwing one last glance at the creaky elevator,I shout at Saira's form walking fastly to the Underworld's entrance.

'I have a feeling you won't just let me kiss you.No,you will gladly join in too!'

A lovely curse from her even lovelier mouth echoes in the silent tunnel and I chortle loudly.

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Saira SwitzJefferson's POV:

We finally come to a halt after what seems like endless walking in the dark underground tunnels and from the corner of my eye,I notice Ethan staring at the wall of firm rocks stacked on one another,patiently waiting.

So the bastard knows.

He knows his way even in the main route and I have to say,the man knows how to hide things.

Even now,there's a lot of unsaid questions and explanations left,but rest assured I will not go in to my home without a satisfying answer.

So I force myself to look at him,ignoring the memory that flashes by.

He was so close in the elevator and was I actually tempted to kiss him?

No,it couldn’t be.

He looks back with the same dark gaze and I have to clear my throat loudly to make sure the trillionaire does not get his hands on me because the look on his eyes tells me he wouldn’t hesitate to pounce on me if I let him.

Brushing away the hot current that ran through me,I take a deep breath and start,
'First of all,the Underworld is my home and no,I don't care what roles you play or how you seem to know everyone but no one should be harmed.'

I raise a finger to stop him from opening his loud stupid mouth and continue,
'If anyone is harmed in any way because of you,I will castrate your balls.
One last thing.'

He cocks an eyebrow and I turn fully,facing him,'After we enter,you will give me an explanation starting from the beginning.
Or else,I am not taking you there.'

Ethan nods seriously,his locks falling in his forehead and I have to put a leash on the urge to brush that bit of hair back slowly.

His blue eyes lock with my green ones,
'Everything.I promise I will tell you everything.'

I turn back to the wall of rocks and knock twice at the smallest rock on the middle and a screen with numbers come out.

Punching in the numbers,I let Ethan see since it changes every time the door opens and bent down to pull a knife from my boots.
Sliding the knife in my wrist,I let a few drops of blood trickle to the open capsule and it shoots back,giving us the permission to enter.

Ethan wisely keeps his mouth shut,knowing this is the method and that a thin cut in my wrist won't really kill me but his eyes show concern.

I scoff inwardly,since when did the bastard start caring from me?

As the wall of rock falls back in a partition,excitement curls inside me.

I am home.Finally.

Stopping myself from literally skipping inside,I walk in calmly to see the vast hallway with enormous glass windows empty.

Not surprising.

It is afternoon and usually everyone is at their respective houses or clubs.

Even the Underworld has it's perks.

I turn right to go to the corridor where Zoe's office is but a shout from behind stops me and I slowly turn around with a grin on my face.

It crumples as soon as I see my best friend Zoe in all her beauty,limping to come meet me.

All resolve crumbling,I run to her and hug her tightly,eyes clamped shut.

'I missed you two Switzie.'She manages out and my grip loosens as I start inspecting her for injuries.

'How did you get-',I ask with murder leaking in my voice but a cool voice interrupts,

'She fell down the stairs.'

I look around Zoe to see Martha,her mom and Queen of Underworld and Xandere grinning from ear to ear.

Giving Martha a quick embrace,I turn to Xandere and punch him,'I thought you said you were taking care of her!'

He scowls,'I was until she kept on running away to wherever she goes.'

Zoe puts a soothing hand on my arm and mockingly says,'I can take care of myself.
I definitely don't need this big baffoon to take care for me.'

His grey eyes widens as Xandere sputters,
'Big baffoon?Come closer and I will show you how-'

Martha cuts in with a slice of her finger,
'That is enough.'

Her sharp eyes look at me than at Ethan beside me and I curse at myself.

He must be considering us a bunch of idiots.

But before I can introduce him,he gives a curt nod to Martha and she nods back just as coldly.

I blink.

So they do know each other.

A frown forms as I look at Ethan,his eyes already on me as I open my mouth to confront him but a siren rings out from the hundred or so alarms plastered on each wall.

Impulsively,I pull my gun out as Martha gets her intercom out to give out orders.

The Queen pauses to order Zoe and Xandere on the children's wing and tells me to go guard the official vault office and without thinking,I grab Ethan's hand and pull him in the direction of the vault,hurrying with each pace.

Ethan asks,his blue eyes taking in the rush of armed people and the orders to stay calm,
'There's a raid?'

'A breakout.',I answer,eyes looking out for any rebels.

Soon we reach the vault office and again I impatiently type out the password in the small screen and wait for the big wooden doors to open.

When it doesn’t,I gape.

Now what?

Ethan stands beside me and I dare not look at him because knowing him,he is probably enjoying watching me stand infront of secured doors making a fool out of myself.

I gasp as it clicks and then groan at what I am about to do.

Of course,the King and Queen of the Underworld would think of something like that.

Ethan cocks an eyebrow waiting for me to explain but I don't bother as my fingers punch the number and I see the robotic eye zooming in to us.

I turn to Ethan,'This vault office,as you know,is the King's and it can only be opened by his and his Queen's.You know that.'

He gives the smallest nod,telling me to go on.Fast.

'So after they met each other,the King became really sappy and romantic.But only when it comes to Martha,of course.And as Lavinco's army of men are stripped from love since the dictator thinks it distracts you from the agenda and mission,they programmed the robot to scan for a kiss.'

His eyes start glimmering with interest and I  almost want to take back my words as he says,
'A kiss with passion.Something Lavinco's cronies don't have.So they wouldn’t be able to get in the vault.'

I clear my throat once again,suddenly conscious.
'Yes.'

He steps forward and in one fluid motion cups my face with his hands,
'Well,what are we waiting for Sairs?'

I look at him,his blue eyes drawing me in.

Just like that time in the elevator,I find myself seeing nothing but him.

Bad idea,bad idea,bad idea.

A voice choruses in my mind and I agree with it but as Ethan bends down and gives me a featherlight kiss,only the softest brush and steps away,I blink.

Oh hell no.

Twining my arms around his neck,my lips touch his the opposite of what he did,rough and fast.
And suddenly,I forget all about the vault,the threats and even the looming battle as I drown myself in this dance of a kiss,burning me and making myself question why this feels so good.With him.

I don't hear the doors opening with a clank but Ethan does as he groans while tightening his arms around my waist,not  breaking the kiss and takes us inside.

The doors close again,this time louder than before,as if to remind us there are bigger things happening that I tear away from him,my heart drumming loudly and hair a mess where his hands were digging in.

Breathing loudly,I look at Ethan to his eyes have darkened to almost black and it's hooded with desire.

I pace back to lean against the steel wall and manage a smile to lighten the intense atmosphere,'Well,we got in.'

He looks at me for a long time and stumbles forward,his eyes dropping to my lips and I hope he doesn't hear how fast my heart is beating now.

Finally,he says,looking at me with enough intensity to burn everything in this damn vault.
'You better hope we are not stuck here for more than five minutes because I might not be able to stop from..',he trails away and moves back to watch the vault.

Stop from what?

Ravishing me?

Ha,as if I would let you.

You weren’t really putting up a fight when he had you pinned against him,did you?

A nasty voice speaks in my mind.

I give it the middle finger and go to the nearest chair and sink down.

Ethan leans against the opposite wall,staring up at the ceiling and his face has a distant look,like he's concentrating on something far away.

Rubbing my temple,I curse myself once again.
I let him kiss me.
I let Ethan the trillionaire kiss me and enjoyed it.
Too much.
Now what?

Nothing,that's it.
Yes,I liked his lips against mine but that won't happen again.No.

Just as I am about to break the word to Ethan,I find him staring at me.
His eyes dancing with amusement and is that bitterness I see in his smile?

I watch his lips open to speak and I brush away the memory of the kiss only to have the door open wide,clanking sounds reverberating as Martha and James Mcdazzle,the King and Queen of the Underworld enter.

James's hair looks disheveled,though it does nothing to tamper down his beauty while Martha's in a similar state.
It's pretty clear they were making out.
For opening the door,of course.
They both really have aged like fine wine.

James shakes Ethan's hand firmly and gives me a warm smile as I grin back.
It's good to see my parent figures well and fighting.
He goes to perch in the arm of the velvet chair,giving Martha the seat.

That's what I really love about both of them.
They respect each other equally.

Martha looks at me and waves a hand to ask away.
'Well,was there a breakout?',I ask,my curiosity increasing as Ethan crosses his arms and looks at me.

She shakes her head,her beautiful curls coming up to slide over her shoulder and I see the King tracing the curls softly,touching it like it's worth all the gold in the world.

Is that what it's like to be in love?

'Bombs,'she says,her mouth in a thin line,
'They left bombs in the right wing.Zoe deactivated them on time but it's clear there's a spy here.Zoe and Xandere are checking on it.'

I frown,unsatisfied.
Having a spy here in the main headquarters threatens the King's position.
I need to be there,guarding and rounding all the suspects.

'Saira,you have done enough.Ethan's got the documents,has he not?',Martha enquires.

Ethan gives a firm nod and Martha transforms from the Queen of the Underworld to Zoe's mother,
'Then we will talk with Ethan now.You go take rest.Go.'

Knowing better than arguing with her,I sketch a bow and leave,accidentally brushing against Ethan when walking out.

I don't look back at him.
It's clear he is familiar with all of this.
He will be fine.

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I later hear from Zoe that the Mate Gala will be held within tomorrow night and she wants me to pick a partner,more like a mate.
When I ask,why I can't pick her,she nonchalantly says,
'I already have one.'

Brushing away the topic of picking a mate,as I know Zoe won't tell me now and will make me suffer till the Gala and I will probably not have a mate,as I have already said no to all the admirors.

What can I say,they were missing something.

And a mate is someone special,is it not?

You have to choose carefully.

'So,are you going to tell me what's happening between you and Xandere?',
I ask my best friend as I feast on the turkey leg in the dining hall.
I am famished.

Zoe rolls her eyes,her brown hair parted in two braids,looking gorgeous as always.
'There's nothing.'

Narrowing my eyes,I look back at Xandere three tables behind us,where he is watching Zoe eat like a hawk.

'Then,pray tell,why he can't take his eyes off you and why you keep on sneaking glances at him when you think no one's looking?'

She frowns and sticks her tongue out,ready to retaliate when her blue eyes widen and Zoe smirks with a knowing look,
'Do excuse me,Saira darling.I will leave you two be.'

And just like that,she takes her plate and whisks away to God knows where and from my peripheral vision,I see Xandere getting up to follow her.

But all of that fades away when I see the trillionaire coming around to sit in front of me,planting his arms on the table and gazing at me with that same determined look.

And I definitely don't hear the gasps from all the trainors and people sitting in the dining halls when Ethan tells me with that same causal tone of someone stating the sky is blue or that night comes after day.

'You are going to be my mate.'

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