The Story of Blood and Roses Chapter 150

Published at 10th of July 2019 10:06:16 AM Chapter 150
"And what of their lives? They are innocent people? You are keeping me out because you don't want me to be killed . The same applies to them . They are just here to earn and wage and go on with their lives . I can't play with their safety," I ground out . I was not going to let him win in that argument .

"I don't care about their lives," he growled . "I only give a damn about what happens to you . "
"You're a bloody hypocrite . What happened to acting professionally? I am being professional . You are being a selfish asshole by putting them in danger . " He looked stricken as the words sunk in . "I know how you feel," I took a step towards him . He fisted his hair as he saw me approach . Warily, he let me take his hand . "You care about me . You want me safe . I understand," my voice was a balm to sores and aches . "But you have to let me fight my own battles . I have a lot to prove . I am not fragile . We both know that . Let me take care of myself . Let me take care of you . . . enjoy . . . "
"I promise you that I will kill any of those morons who try to touch you . I'll finish Luke if he tries to take you . "
"Your protective alpha side is arousing, but irritating, too . Go put up pretences before they get suspicious . " He nodded . He stopped as he was leaving and turned back .
"I will say a lot of things tonight . Do not listen to a word . . . I love you . Remember that . "

I knew that he had to seem indifferent . I had slowly become his weakness, and he would be wise not to show it off in front of his enemies .
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The next time I entered the VIP area, I heard them discussing some rogue who was making a name for himself in Asia . I quickly went about serving the drinks and picking up empty glasses .
For most of the night, it turned into a comfortable routine . I heard secrets that I hadn't known . I got the names of enemies and allies .
"Speaking of rats . I hear you did away with Scott . "

"Rats are fun to have around, but they get greedy and messy once you let them be . " I saw Anthony shrug nonchalantly .
"And that partner of yours? The one that replaced Scott? What of her? Is she any good?" Darcy asked, sounding offended .
"Easy there, Luke . I know that Bashov was a personal favorite of yours, but you don't need to get so fired up about something so trivial . We took what was ours fair and square . We even gave you a warning before we came . "
"That you did . I appreciate that girl of yours, though . I hear she took down a lot of my men singlehanded . " He sounded intrigued . I saw Anthony glance at me for a second . I looked around once, myself; just to be sure that no one had seen him do it . The man in the Black Death mask had his eyes trained on me . There was a distinct possibility that he had seen Anthony's slip .
Fucking idiot .
"She must be a damned good lay, then," the man said, his eyes moving from me to Anthony . It was a familiar voice, but I couldn't point out where I had heard it .
Anthony turned to him and his lips curled into a relaxed smile .

"She could be Satan if we are talking about the damned . " I held back a scoff as I went towards him to pick up his empty glass .
"A scotch," Anthony told me gruffly .
"Babe," someone called out as I started to move towards the door . I turned around, anyways, realizing that the indignant man was referring to me . "Come here . " He gave him a huge grin that made me question his intentions .
"Yes, sir?" I asked sweetly .
"What's your name, sweet girl?" I kept my face straight, but I could feel the tension in the room rising . He leaned over the couch he was sitting in and grabbed my free hand . I had the most incredible need to smash a glass into his face as he smirked at me .
"I'm sorry, but I have rounds to make," I told him politely, doing nothing to free my hand . Maybe speaking politely would throw him off and make him let go of my hand . I didn't want to piss off any of Anthony's associates . Not when it was my responsibility as the hostess to take good care of them .
"She is not allowed to say her name," I heard Anthony growl .
"Anthony, you always keep the pretty ones to yourself . Let me have this one . You already have one hellcat sucking your cock every night . " With that, he tugged on my limp hand, catching me off guard . I tripped over, the tray slipping from my fingers . I bent forward to catch it before it fell, but the tug turned into a furious pull . I fell backwards, landing on the arm of the sofa next to the man .

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