Blag!

I slammed my fisted knuckles on the table making the eating utensils in the table clatter. Their heads immediately whipped to my direction and I glared at him.

"I'll call you later when my date's head calm down okay?"

He shooed the waiter with a weird mustache away from our private room and looked at me.

"I was told to meet dad, not to attend to some date with you." I said in a matter of factly tone to him which made him smirked at me.

"We're engage, and you'll be Mr. Callisto in two months. We should go out from time to time." He made it clear and I just gave him a huffed from my nose.

"Whatever. Let's order, I'm hungry." I whined.

He grabbed the small golden bell in his side and gave it a shake. Sooner, the guy with the super weird mustache entered and hand both of us our menu's. I scanned every food and grimaced.

"Seven hundred dollars for just this small glass of dessert?! This is so cheap. From this restaurant, I expected it to be more."

I exclaimed making the waiter with a super weird mustache rattle in his stance.

"Indeed. So d'you want to go to another restaurant?"

Kris offered but I shrugged him off and just gave what my taste buds demanded me to. The waiter with a super weird mustache wrote down our order and left us with a glass of wine to wallow ourselves before eating.

"So... Kristopher Callisto, are you really the European mafia boss?" I asked as I sip my glass of wine boredly.

His electric blue eyes looked at me with a smirk in his lips making me lick my own lips.

"Yes. And I'm your soon to be husband."

"You don't have to say that all over again."

Yesterday, after that incident in the tree, we decided to head out to buy some ice cream. At first, he insisted to let his men do so, but I whined to no end that we should be the one to buy. And because he loves me too much, yes, thats what he said, he agreed.

We arrived at this small 24/7 grocery store to buy an ice cream. When we came to the counter to pay for it, the cashier eyed me with a hungry look in her face, making the feiry mafia lord with the red hair held me protectively in my waist and glared at her.

"This is my husband. Get your filthy eye off of him or else I'll rip it out from you."

He practically threatened making the girl dashed out through the costing machine and quickly gave our receipt after Kris payed.

"Keep the change bitch!"

I shiver upon remembering those memories and I swear I won't be coming back to that store. I know the moment I set foot on that very place, they'll surely gave me stares that could kill. It's so embarrassing that Kris just announced it like that and I'm sure everyone heard it just from the volume of his voice.

The waiter with the super weird mustache went back with a cart pushed in and placed our food in front of us. We ate silently but being the blunt one here, Kris spoke.

"Are you a virgin?"

I choke on my piece of meat when he said those dreadful words. Even if I'm not a girl who gets uncomfortable with this kind of topic, I just can't blurt out to him that easily. I have pride too you know.

"No." I truthfully answered while wiping my lips with my hanky.

"So you already had sex with someone other than me?" He said it nonchalantly but from his voice, his tone was bitter.

"You know, this topic is absurd. Just drop it off. Why d'you want to know it in the first place?"

I asked, not liking the topic to go on any further. He put his empty glass down on the table and again, he's piercing blue eyes looked at me. He's lips curved into a smirk after he lick his lips sensually to wet off the dryness. I gulped. I was so indulge at the view in front tat I can't even tear my eyes from him.

"Too bad your already taken. So I won't be really your first."

"But, I only had sex with girls, guys? No way in hell. Omfh." I quickly covered my mouth when I finish those words. And there goes his grin.

"So when we have sex, I'm still your first. Good. Because I'll make you feel how a best sex could feel."

I blush crimson red and I can feel my body burning from his words and especially his immense stare directed at me.

"Fuck you!" I hissed bitterly as I try to hide my blush. I heard him smirk as I fidgeted from my seat.

"Ohoh! Don't get me wrong dear. You don't do the fuck. I do the fucking."

I stood up my chair, not liking to have a conversation anymore.

"I need to go to the bathroom." He stood up from his chair too making me startle.

"I'll accompany you."

"No! I- I mean. I can go by myself. Just please give me space please?" I asked.

He stared at me with his electric blue eyes before he heaved a sigh and sat back down on his seat.

"Be quick." He demanded.

I didn't waste any time and quickly fled off from our private room. After closing the door, I heaved a sigh to myself.

Hoooh, I thought I was about to faint just being inside with him.

"Sir?"

"Eek!"

I squeak from where I was standing when this waiter with the super weird mustache came up to me. I hastily shook my head and ran away from him and dashed to the bathroom but I accidentally bumped to a broad chest, making me look up at him.

He was wearing all black clothes and a black hat that cast a dark shadow in his eyes. I shakily gave him a smile and pushed myself away from him when he gave me one sinister smile that indicates death.

"Sorry sir." I mumbled to him and dashed quickly to the bathroom.

Luckily, it wasn't harder to find the comfort room than what I had imagined. I slid inside and looked at my face in the mirror and gosh, I would be lying if I didn't blush this furiously. I was so fucking red! I turn the faucet on and splash some water to my face to remove the blush on my cheeks and also to calm my nerves. My heart was beating like drum out of beat.

I had drowned my face in the sink for several minutes and went back up without wiping my face. I reach for a tissue in my right and wipe my face furiously, but when I looked back at the mirror, the guy who I bump awhile ago was already behind me smirking. I looked at him.

"Who're you?" I challenge him.

But he just gave me a smile and take out a pocket knife from his pockets and launched at me making me gasps in shock. I quickly dodge it and run for the door but he caught my shirt and pulled me back to him, giving my waist a vice grip.

"Let go of me! You fucker!" I hissed deadly at him as I wriggle and struggled from his grip.

Without any move to think, I swing my right foot and luckily it did land on where I wanted it to land. His grip started to loosen on me and I quickly crawled from his to get to the door and luckily, the door swung open but to my dismay, its a guy dressed like the one whose after my life.

Shit! Shit! Shit! I wished I had agreed to let Kris accompany me. Things like this wouldn't have to happen.

I stood up from the floor to hide on one of the cubicles but unfortunately, the guy whose gut I kick lunged his pocket knife on the back of my right thigh, making me scream in pain.

"You think you could get away from us? Then don't hope kid, you'll be a dead meat soon."

They laugh as I tried standing up but the pain on my thigh disabled me to do so. The new guy who came in, neared me and crouched before me.

"Hehe, I bet you don't remember me kid. Well you don't. Last time I saw you was when you were pissing your pants off while I raped your sister, she was good."

I froze. So he's one of those guys who abuse my helpless sister to no end. I gave him my deathly glare and spit at him.

"I will kill you. I'll make you regret that your even born in this world." I threatened, but he just laughed while wiping my spit from his face as he stood up.

"Maybe, I should do that to you."

He chuckled, a sinister one, but I was taken aback when he held out a gun from his back.

No......