He grinned, getting up from where he was, and walked away from her. She could finally breathe. Her hands adjusted her black hair that had already stuck to her face as a result of the blood and sweat present on it, tucking it behind her ears. Her training clothes were messed up with dust, sweat, and a little bit of blood. She looked up at him again as he walked away from her, but suddenly stopped and turned to look at her. "The most important rule of them all. Rule number 6" he spoke. "NEVER FALL IN LOVE"
View MoreAanya's heart stopped for a moment. The reason for her fright was the fact that he caught up to her and might get her to tell him about Ghista. She tried to wiggle away from his grip, but that was almost impossible, judging from the fact that he was bent on getting the truth out of her.“Let go of me,” she said breathlessly, trying her best to avoid making eye contact with him. That was her weakness and she knew it.“Aanya” he called out, but she wasn't going to hear anything he had to say. The amount of fear she felt inwards was preventing her from thinking properly. Moving far away from him will make things easier for the two of them. To avoid being killed or him being killed, she needed to stop whatever was going on between them, but that wasn't happening because he wouldn't let her go.“What is the problem?” “I have to go, Alex” she stated, still trying her best to set her free from his hold. Alex got tired and finally let go of her hand. Aanya stared at him, confused. As much as
“GET OUT!” Duong shouted angrily, banging his fist against the table, and they all rushed out. Every cadre knew whenever the boss was angry, you get the fuck out of that place, except you wanted to be shot in the head with the nearest gun he could find.Duong groaned in frustration as he turned to look at Patrick. “Don't just sit there, tell me what to do” “You are the boss, I answer to you,” Patrick said, and Duong glared at him. Duong knew well enough that Patrick was daring him, but he couldn't do anything about it because he desperately needed his help. "Don't you see the problem here?” Patrick asked, not expecting a reply. Duong was not remarkably smart to think that fast. They both knew it."Ryker and his motherfuckin' brother, Audie”“Audie is dead”“That's because Dormos found out about his connection with you,” Patrick said, tapping his hand on the table.“Stop that, it's distracting” Duong snapped and Patrick reluctantly withdrew his hand. “Go on”“You have no idea how
Aanya stuffed her mouth with popcorn, with her eyes buried inside a fashion magazine, fully engrossed in it. Stacey stretched her arm, took a handful of popcorn, and munched on it. They sat on a big bench in the school hallway as they watched people pass by."What are you reading?" Stacey asked with her mouth filled with popcorn, causing her to spit some right out."A magazine," Aanya said, bringing it closer to her face."Why does everyone appear to be in a hurry?" Aanya asked with her eyes still on the magazine. Everybody was in a hurry and they seemed to be running in the same direction."Alex and Xavier are at it again""At it how?"" They are fighting," she said, sounding too plain for the gravity of the situation. Aanya eyes widened in shock as she dropped the magazine on the bench and turned to look at Stacey"What?" Was the first thing that left her mouth. "where?""Hallway two""Why didn't you tell me, Stacey""You didn't ask," she shrugged. "Plus I made a resolution to sti
“What would you do, if someone who appears dangerous is after you?” she blurted out. He turned to look at her while sitting down on a tree branch. He furrowed his eyebrows, confused.“Nothing” he shrugged.“You won't feel scared?”“Why should I?”“You might be on a death list”“So? “ He said, and the statement took her surprised. “That doesn't bother you? ““Not a bit,” he sounded so confident that it surprised Aanya“Why?”“Because I'm done”“With what?” “Being scared” That was a very unusual statement coming from Alex due to how tough he portrayed his personality. But at this point, he looked too vulnerable. “Of what?” She asked again, looking up at him, sitting too comfortably on the tree. Her acrophobic self frowned at it.“Has anybody ever told you that you ask too many questions?”“No, why?”“Because you do”“Why do you have so many tattoos?” Aanya blurted out after a long period of silence, totally ignoring his earlier statement of her being too nosey. He took a glance at he
Aanya walked over to her bed and sat before finally opening the note. The content shocked her as she stared at it with her eyes widened.ALEX was written boldly on the paper. Then an arrow was drawn downwards, leading to a name; DUONG which was also boldly written. Alex's name was written with red ink and the other name was written with blue ink. She also didn't fail to notice the drawing that was at the top of the paper. It was more like a symbol, but she didn't have any interpretation for it. Her heart picked up pace as she finally folded the paper back, but this time in a neat way. She couldn't come up with any possible explanation for this. She was as confused as hell. What connection did Alex have with her master?! *****************************“Are you okay?” was the first word that left Stacey's lips as soon as she got to where Aanya was. “Yeah, I'm fine, why?” She lied, she wasn't, she could barely even talk properly.“You don't look too good” “I'm fine” she stated.
Aanya squeezed her eyes tightly shut as she continually tossed around the bed. She pressed her lips together as she tried her best to bear the pain, incessantly wiping the sweat that poured out of her forehead. This wasn't the first time she noticed these signs. It had always been like that since she was in Ghista and anytime she tried to tell the executives about it, they brushed it off, calling her annoying.The door to her room opened. She didn't have the strength to turn around to see who it was. Her instincts sensed it was Madison. She finally appeared when the show was over, her brother almost died, and she never showed up. Aanya shook her head. Aanya turned inquisitively to the other side when she realized Madison was still standing by the door. Aanya eyes met with a remorseful Madison, who just stood there with a weary look in her eyes. She looked at Aanya with saddened eyes, and it caused Aanya to stare every other place but her, out of nervousness. Madison stopped starin
***'Calm down, Aanya, it's not a big deal"Aanya tried to convince herself as she paced in the hallway. It was empty and dead silent with her being the only one there. It was so quiet that her footsteps echoed anytime she made a stride. It was her fault, she barely had any sleep last night thanks to the scenario that had an awful timing. The lecturer wasn't hearing any of it. He asked her to leave without an atom of consideration. Now she was out in the hallway, feeling guilty as hell. She slipped on the wall she was resting on and fell to the floor, placing her head on her knee, praying that the lecturer would end fast enough, then Stacey could come out, and they would leave.It was amusing how she was practically waiting for Stacey. If this happened a few days back, she would thank God for providing a way of escape from annoying Stacey, but it was different this time.Stacey wasn't her friend, she tried to convince herself. She was just a fun partner. T
*******“Who were you talking to?” That statement made her soul almost leap out of her body. She knew that voice, and she was going to be in big trouble if at all he heard the conversation she had with her master.With her heart in her throat, she turned around to face him. There he was, looking at her intently with suspicion visible on his countenance. Mr. tattoo guy, she swallowed hard, pressing her lips together nervously as their eyes locked. He walked away from where he stood over and came closer to her with his peering eyes not leaving her body. Her brain was blank. She couldn't come up with anything at that moment. She didn't want what happened with Xavier to repeat itself with Alex. “Nothing,” she snarled at him. You couldn't blame her for the harshness in her voice as she spoke. He earlier said she didn't matter. For some reason, it got to her, and she hadn't stopped thinking about it since he said it.“You were talking to someone?” he asked. It was as
The loud music could be heard clearly from where Aanya stood with Stacey beside her. Stacey continually moved her head to the rhythm of the song, while Aanya remained nervous as hell. *What have you done, Aanya?*. Her subconsciousness kept screaming at her. She knew she would be dead if her master called her in such a loud environment. He would figure out she was at a party and she would be as good as dead.She kept on playing with her fingers as she walked amid some people who loitered outdoors. The way they stared at her, most especially the guys, made her uncomfortable and she started to think if there was something wrong with her outfit. Stacey was already in party mode and she wasn't paying attention to Aanya's discomfort.They finally approached the building, and as soon as Stacey flung the door open, Aanya squinted her eyes as the loud music evaded its way harshly into her ears. She didn't know who the Derek guy was, but she concluded he was very popular, judging from how crowd
A whimper evaded her lips as she tried to get up. She strived to fight the pain that her legs elicited, but it appeared impossible. She knew she had to stand up eventually or it could end up very hazardous for her. Staring up at him with a grimace on his face, she couldn't hate him, she just couldn't. She wasn't trained that way. She was trained to worship him, all her life, to do whatever he asked her to do, to obey all the rules. He was her master after all"Get up" he authorized in a deadly whisper. His eyebrows furrowed in resentment, with bits of sweat on his forehead as he gazed at her. He was ready to finish her off there and then and Aanya loathed how he had the power to do so. No one could query him and absolutely no one could protect her.Aanya exhaled deeply as she struggled to get up. She finally did it, she was on her feet again with her fist clenched as she stood inclined to fight. The pain the felt in her ribs was excruciating as a result of the persistent assault on th...
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