And everything was blank...

Because the moment I closed my eyes, I felt I was pushed against a hard chest. I opened my eyes only to find Callahan wrapping his arms around me. I tilted up and saw the dark hollow of his eyes. He had taken his appearance of the devil, his horns resembled a bull beautifully carved and I was seeing them from close for the first time.

He bore a grim expression on his face and the way his brows furrowed it confirmed he was angry and very displeased at the moment. I was so mesmerized by his beauty, I forgot to breathe for a moment and when I breathed, I noticed the clenches on his jaw.

"I-"

"What were you thinking while running as a mad woman in the streets without looking at your surroundings?" He growled which made my heart tremble with fear.

His voice was a tad more deeper than usual and his words were harsher this time. I had never seen him angry before. He would always smile or make everything around me so smooth that I had forgotten, he would be much worse if he got angry.

I wanted to say something, anything but it seemed my voice didn't come out.

"You wanna die that badly, eh?" He asked, his voice was dangerously low which made a shiver run down my spine. He smirked but it wasn't the usual smirk he would always give, it said, he was very serious and furious. I could feel his anger on all above my skin but my whole being seized under his gruesome eyes.

"I can take your life this instant, Carson and will make sure you regret everything in hell." He said and I felt my tears threatening to come out.

I am sorry, I wanted to say but I barely could voice out my thoughts as my vocals must have gone to take a vacation.

"You should be," he said as his face came near and he took my chin up with one of his hands and said--more like threatened, "There wouldn't be a next time if I find you are careless."

I nodded stiffly as he loosened his other arm and my feet found the ground. As I stabled myself, he was already gone.

My heart was still banging against my ribcage and I breathed heavily as I looked around. I was stunned to find myself in the washroom of our office.

So he took me here when the truck was about to hit me. I was scared of him and I felt like having a mental breakdown but then it struck me. He saved me.

I was about to die but he saved me. I was regretting everything when I knew it was the end of me but he had given me a chance. A chance to grab a hold of my life and tears poured out of me like a stream.

"I am sorry." I mumbled as I finally found my voice. His presence was so overwhelming that it was rather terrifying to speak. I had never felt that much scared in my life. Not even when the truck was about to hit me but I was scared of him.

I thought he didn't have such a side of him because he had always appeared before me with a goofy and playful personality but after witnessing his angry side, I decided I would never want to witness it again.

I looked at the mirror and saw I was a mess. My hair was everywhere, my make up was washed away with sweat and tears but my mascara was intact.

Letting the thoughts of Callahan aside, I brought out my make ups and washed my face before applying them again. The whole time I felt upset because Callahan never leaves without making a comment on me. But today, he went without even taking a glance at me. Was he that angry? But why?

I huffed in frustration, and decided that I would talk to him after I reached home as I saw my watch. I was right on my time.

I composed myself and combed my hair. Now I looked presentable.

"Okay, let's nail this contract." I said to myself.

As I got out of the washroom, I saw Mr Denver was waiting in front of the lift. I reached him and tapped on his shoulder, "Mr Denver."

He was startled for a moment and then asked, "When did you arrive?"

"A few minutes ago."

He looked at me for a moment as lines appeared on his forehead but he nodded, "Great. The investors are already in the lift. I am here to receive them."

I nodded and the lift door opened. I was stunned as I saw the person coming out of it. It was Droy. And beside him, there was a beautiful brown skinned woman. There was another man but I didn't know him nor the attendee he had.

They came out as Mr Denver stretched his hand at them.

I stayed dumbfounded while Mr Denver greeted them and did all the formalities. That meant, Callahan, that bastard knew this! He knew the investor was none other than his pupil! Well, at least, he couldn't trick me this time but I felt a little angry.

"Ah, Carson." Droy looked at me, making Mr Denver and the other three people stunned.

"You know him?" The brown skinned woman asked as he nodded.

"Yes, she is my friend's girlfriend." He answered, making everyone in the office go into shock including me.

I wasn't Callahan's girlfriend but we were bound by a contract he had set up for me. I said internally as I could dare to speak that loud.

"We shall commence the meeting, shall we?" Droy said, making Mr Denver and others nod in agreement.

The whole meeting, my eyes remained on Droy as our boss, Mr Devis Anderson and Mr Denver briefed everything to them. The brown skinned woman was terrifying as she kept asking all sorts of explanations which Mr Denver countered with his calm and composed nature. After all, we both worked hard and did research for it so there were no holes at all.

As the conference ended, we finally managed to get the contract.

"We are honored to get acquainted with you, Mr Anderson." Droy said and looked at me as he added, "I see full potential in your colleagues."

Devis nodded, his face portrayed his pride and they departed.

Mr Denver told me to see off them as I followed them and suddenly, the world stopped. Everyone paused as if they were the screen of a tv.

"I am wondering why Devionth is furious." Droy said as he turned around portraying a smirk.

"Erm..." I drifted my eyes away as I said, "He seemed to get angry at me because I was careless and was about to die..."

He hummed as he nodded, "I see."

I still looked at the ground and mumbled, "But I don't get why he was so angry and besides, I should be the one who is angry. He could have told me that you were the investor."

He laughed and said, "He is angry maybe, because you are special to him. And where's the fun if you knew everything beforehand?"

I jolted up my head at him and looked at him with a pair of shocked gazes. "What do you mean by special?"

But it was evident he would not say anything because the last time both of them ignored it or rather, avoided answering it. If I was a teenage girl, I would have been over the moon if I heard someone calling me special or maybe I had blushed but them, it gave me another feeling.

I wanted to know but they would not answer.

"Carson," Droy looked at me. His eyes were deadly yet the smile hadn't been washed off. "Some things are better off knowing, especially if it will give you worry or worse...make your life in danger."

I furrowed my brows. What did he mean by in danger? What was the relation between those two topics?

I was confused from before and despite wanting to know more, I decided that it was enough for me to anger one devil today. I didn't want to anger another one.

The surrounding resumed again as people's chats lingered in the air and all four of them entered the lift. I went near as Droy said, "It was nice working with you, Carson. Hopefully, we will see each other soon."

I smiled and prayed that I didn't want to see us again.

As they left, I was going back to Devis's chamber when Emily blocked my path. Apparently, Mr Denver had already announced the big news to all and everyone was head over heels as of now they would get incentives--if they worked hard, that is. And hopefully, there was a fat chance, everyone would get a bonus.

"It seemed the meeting went well..." She said, clearly not satisfied with the news.

"What do you want?" I asked.

"Nothing..." She smiled, "you think I would want anything from you?"

"Then why are you trying to block my way in everything? You have got Fred and now you want ruin my career," I fumed with anger as I asked again, "Just what the fuck do you want from me?"

She scoffed, "You have nothing that I would be envious about or jealous about. Why are you giving yourself that much priority?"

I gave her a look. Seriously? I had no idea why she had so much hatred toward me and now that I was asking her, she was clearly denying it.

I nodded, "Whatever you want from me, Emily..." I looked deadly and serious to her eyes and said, "You would never get it from me."

At that, her face twisted and it was an understatement if I didn't find it funny. I wanted to laugh but I was challenging her to be bold at me.

"You think too much about yourself..." She hissed as I scoffed. I had never put myself before anyone. If anybody needed something, I would give them even if I would have to compromise for myself. I had done more work in the office because half of her work was done by me. She was always busy with her boyfriends everyday so it was hard for her to chill with me. She loved booze, parties and above all, men. The more a man had money, the more she would try to get attached with him.

Before crossing her, I said, "I hadn't been thinking of myself but thanks, I will do that from now on."