Chapter 9: Massacre I

"What place is this?" This was the seventh time I was asking this, but got no answer. We were in an abandoned mansion, and despite the daylight, it was somehow dark but lit enough for us to see around. From my experience, I could feel the place was not safe, and there were only the two of us, as the driver was ordered to remain outside. "Silence." As usual, he shushed me without stopping his advances towards the unknown. I sighed and just walked behind him silently. I was unarmed in a place that I was dead sure was full of danger, with a man who was scarier than the devil as well as handsome as hell, and I would be living with him, heaven knows, for how long. I hated it, but was equally excited remembering the kiss from earlier. It was so intense, and the sexual tension it created between us was something I had never felt before. Not like I had kissed someone from the memories of the two years I had. I was taken aback that I kissed him so boldly and willingly, given that I had only known him for not more than a day. It just felt so good and... right. If Zander did not interrupt, then maybe we would have... "The fudge! Why did you sto...oop?" I rubbed my forehead, glaring at him who had just interrupted my thoughts, and was now covering my mouth with his hand. I was about to struggle, but he pulled me behind a pillar. "Shut up for once." He whispered, turning his attention forward. My eyes followed his sight and understood why he had done so. A group of heavily armed men was walking in from where we had come from, and that too, dragging Alaric's driver. From the look of things, he had a gunshot wound on the right side of his chest and both his legs. The armed men dispersed as if looking for something, or should I say us. Those people were too many for the two of us to fight. I was about to ask Alaric what to do, but as if he sensed it, he glared at me and shook his head warningly, while he placed his index finger on my lip. I froze, feeling the warmth and softness, wondering if he was capable enough to defend himself if things got worse. I was a bit doubtful, but the scene from earlier, when he slit a man's throat like a chicken, appeared in my mind, clearing everything. Nevertheless, my eyes were scrutinizing his face, studying every inch deeply and carefully, mainly his lips. They spout hard words, but could drive me insane with their softness and sweetness. The way his tongue was exploring my mouth like an expert made my brain not think of anything else apart from him. My reverie was broken when he held his phone to my face, gesturing for me to look at it. I frowned at the rude interruption but still consented. 'Close your eyes for ten seconds.' He had typed on it, and like my curious self, I opened it wider, looking at him with a questioning gaze. He closed his eyes, annoyed, rubbing his nose bridge, but he still replied with a text again. 'Just do it.' He kept his phone in my hand, and before I could complain, he held my cheeks with both his hands, startling me. I could read from his eyes that he wanted me to do as he had asked. Unconsciously, my eyes shu, and immediately I did so, Alaric's warm hands disappeared from my face. I opened my eyes, but I could not see him anywhere. The first thought was that he had run away, leaving me behind. But the question was how he could have disappeared in a second. I sneaked a look from the pillar only to get the shock of my life. A stock of bodies was on the ground, and near the door was Alari, standing, holding a man by his hair. His other hand was on his neck, and without a second, he beheaded him with hell knows what. I shuddered, but before I could move, a figure appeared behind Alar, ic about to shoot him. "Ala..." I had not even finished, and I saw a head already flying in the air. His body fell, nd behind him stood Alaric. How did he do that? I wondered if I had blinked my eyes and missed a part, but I was sure nothing as such had happened. The man had incredible speed, and within ten seconds, there was not a single soul moving. He had killed all of them. I had been an assassin for more than eighteen months, but the first killing scared me. How could a man so silent be such a badass? I was still in a trance and shock when I felt a finger under my chin. "Disobedient, aren't you?" He was smiling dangerously, but his eyes were blank, and for a flash, I thought I saw them glowing red. Maybe the blood color had affected me, and I was seeing everything red, I thought. "Silence suits you best." His devilish laughter echoed across the hall, then quieted immediately before grabbing his phone from my hands and walking away. I followed his figure, thinking he was leaving, but to my surprise, he walked towards a door and stopped there, then turned back. "Wanna leave already?" I wanted to shout yes, but my legs were already walking towards him. "You can wait for me in the car if you want to." He added when I reached near him. "And end up like your driver?" I instantly disagree with that idea. I would rather stay by his side, just for now, to keep my ass alive. What would happen if I encountered such an army? "I still want to live." I could see Alaric raise his lips a little, le but that smile was anything but genuine. "Good." With that, he opened the door, and to my surprise, there was a lift behind it. I followed in silencethough I had a lot of questions to ask, but I knew it would be of no use since he would not tell me anything. "Is this an underground basement?" I was astonished seeing the lift go downwards. "As you can see." Came his plain answer. I sighed and decided to try my luck again. "Will you tell me at least where we are going? I need to he prepared." The man turned towards m,e and with the look on his eyes, I gave up. My eyes fell don but ten, his advances towards me alerted me. I raised my head almost immediately and met his face that was leaning towards me. He had this scary ga, z,,, but it made him look quite hot. I thought that was lbb, but leaned closer and closer till his lips were brushing on my y, in teasing. My mouth opened a little and let out a surprise, sigh. I was and wIaswasbout to push him away, but he held both my wrists. "What? Getting scared?" He whispered on top of my lips seductively. "Don't worry, I won't do anything...yet. We are going to find the bastard who sent someone to assassinate me twice."