The Story of Blood and Roses Chapter 48

"I didn't expect anything less from you, Anthony . You're all sorts of brilliant and emotions are one thing that I don't think I want you to possess . That will just make you weak in my eyes . I don't want you weak . " I want a competitor who I can rejoice in when I win against them .

"Emotions are not a sign of weakness, kitten," he argued, quietly .

"When it comes to you, it is . I've put you on a high pedestal that I don't want to dethrone you from . I might just walk out if the image of your invincibility falters . " It was the truth . The fire in my veins to avenge the death of my mother burned because I had put him on this imaginary throne where there was no one as evil as him, as ruthless or brilliant as him . His mere presence made me want to ruin him just because he was this . . . evil protagonist in my life . This uncanny longing for the evil one was both a curse and a boon . It just made my blood burn with greater intensity . I wanted to fight him at all costs, just so that I could get an upper hand, but it was a stupid thing to do . If he liked our heated discussions or not, I didn't know, but it seemed like it was a much-needed phenomenon for both of us . It gave us the anger we needed to get through the day . The evil one had slowly become my only purpose in life .

Ruin him . Annihilate . Conquer .

A violent need, it was .

"I won't deny that I lack emotions, but you're calling me an emotionless monster, my sweet little kitten," he told me, his voice still low . His face was unreadable . If he was offended, he didn't let on .

"Aren't you?" I reasoned . "You've made yourself out to be a monster in all these years, haven't you?" bitterness laced my voice . Images of my mother's corpse flashed in front of my eyes . My body shook violently, protesting against the mental intrusion, trying to get as far away from possible from the possible killer of my mother .

"Monster I am, but emotionless, I'm not . Emotions, the little that I possess just spur on my darker side . Therefore there is a lack of emotion, not a total absence, my kitten . I can't be a cold bastard and make people fear me as much as I can when feelings make others fear me more . I enjoy the terror . " He stared right at me with those expressionless eyes .

"Monster," I think I choked out a laugh after I uttered the words . "Emotionless thou art not, master, but evil . " He cocked a brow at me for using early modern English, something that screamed 'are you sure you are not out of your mind?' at me . "How did we end up having this conversation, again?"

"I think you were accusing me of being a heartless bastard and overworking my people?" The brow remained cocked . It made me wonder about the amount of control he had over his body . First, that trick with keeping his voice down and now with the cocked brow holding trick .

I almost burst out laughing when I imagined him trying to do that eat the Oreo placed on your forehead by using your face muscles thing they showed on A minute to win it . Anthony must have sensed my amusement and demanded I explain .

"Sorry, boss, I'm not gonna say . This servant of yours needs some rest . My mind is too heated to function right now . "

"I asked you to get some sleep . Try to control your compulsion to not sleep and get some rest . You'll need it . " I nodded at his barked command . He was the boss after all and I was lucky that he had not chewed my head off for disrespecting him . . . again .

"I'll try, master . " The slips were hard to hold back, and it seemed that the day had been too hard on me . He ignored my little taunt much like the previous one—for which I was extremely glad and pointed his hand towards the door .

'Yup, that's him dismissing me' .

It was then I realized that my restless sleep had finally gotten to my head . I shook my head in disapproval, shoved my hands down the pockets of my jeans, tucked my head down and walked out of the room in a hurry . My cell phone vibrated in my back pocket signaling an incoming text, but I didn't fetch it out and check who it was .

I got to my car and sat down . My heart was thumping strongly against my ribcage, adrenaline still pumped through my veins as if preparing me for an ambush . I sucked in a deep breath and lifted my hips to reach out for my cell .

I clicked the text open and a smile formed as I finished reading it .

[I don't need you at my disposal for the next few days . I'll inform you if you are needed . –The Monster . ]

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