Arranged Marriage: To Hear Your Voice Chapter 17
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The shadows are fast like her bullet. She needed back up and think of one thing. To kill.
She called her ally in China. She pulled the drawer swiftly and the gun, loading it and aimed the ninja on his arm, not on fatal part. He pulls out his swords like he wasn't even injured.
She reached her mask and put it on. She waited for him to come closer to her and then she fired his chest and he was thrown on the floor. She stood, wearing her pajamas. She hit both of his pulses and another shadow came with his katana. She ducked down before they even cut off her head.
She fired her gun on his center and another came up after another. Just how many are they? They ban guns here in China so, maybe she had used some ninja equipment. But where is she going to get it?
The door burst open and Chenxi's men came for her backup. Just in time. She took the other katana and fight with another ninja, swift—but she's faster than they are. One by one, she slashes their spine and finished a few on the balcony. Blood on her body… and she finished one last ninja. She didn't kill him. She dragged him in front of the Chenxi's men.
"Who send you?" they start interrogating and pulling out the mask of the ninja. They started speaking in Mandarin.
"A message for the great woman, I'll come to you, sweetheart. Just wait for my arrival."
She laughed and reached her gun and finish off his head. Her backup is quite surprised by her.
"Are injured, Lady Brina?" The security asked and she shook her head. "We will clean this and checked you into another room." She waved her hand and texted her pilot. "You're leaving?" she nodded and went to the bathroom to take a bath.
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Ethan frowns when he received a message from Lou. He immediately called her but she's not picking up. He kept calling and pacing back and forth on his balcony. Then she pickED it up.
"The fuck! Who is trying to assassinate you in China?" Then he forgot that she doesn't speak. "Okay, text me." He hung up and then in a few seconds she texted.
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"Just some punk. I'm on my way to the airport. I'll be there in two hours."
"Okay. Send me your selfie." She did send him her selfie with time and date in Beijing. He sighed in relief and look out the lawn.
He doesn't know how to protect her this time. She was far away from home, from where he is and from where Enzo is. Her sister is reckless and if she marries Gabriel—would he protect her? However, she can take care of herself, and ninjas who attack her aren't that high-class assassins.
There are more high-class assassins around the world and the man who was so obsessed to have her. But since she built her empire of agents—she's capable of protecting herself. But still, he couldn't help but be protective of her sister. Mentioning the incident to Gabriel? He doesn't trust him truly. If her sister trusted him, then he will trust him as well.
He fished his keys and drove his car to the city. He couldn't help but be a little dizzy. He immediately stepped on the brake of his sports car and almost hit the woman. The woman growled and smacked the hood of his Audi.
"Shit." He got out of the car.
"Are you trying to kill me asshole?! Can't you see that it's a red light?"
He scoffed and pulled his shades off leaning on his car. The woman frown and her sour face make her look adorable. She was surprised to see him in the city. Probably, he wished that she missed him. But it looks like she doesn't.
"Ohh, when did you become so adorable these past few months, my dear?" She's so adorable wearing that plump pink dress that compliments her porcelain skin.
"Do not call me 'dear', asshole." She walked off. He only chuckled and enter his car again. He turned left and drove slowly while watching her walking on the corridor of the building. He parked his car near her and he got out locked it and walk with her.
Her eyes are glaring at him like a dragon. His little cute dragon. She walked briskly though she's wearing wedge heels shoes. He didn't even increase his walking since he got long legs. She gasped when her ankle twisted and got out of balance. He grabbed her small waist before she even fell.
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"Ahh," she hissed and hold on his arm.
"You alright." The male's baritone voice sent electricity through her veins, mouth gaping up at him.
Damn she smell so good. The sweet fragrance of the nectar of a flower. He leaned over and pull her up. They stay faze at each other, feeling each other's breath. He tilted his head ready to suck and bite that supple lips. She suddenly blinks and stood straight.
"Ah, thanks." She pushed herself a little.
"Where are you going?"
"Just—none of your business." She looked away. He looked down on her chest and damn—her dress is too showy. She frowned on where he is looking. He shook his head with tsk.
"Why are you wearing so little?" He asked. She scoffed mockingly. It wasn't that little. It only shows a little of her chest and her dress isn't that showy.
"I'm leaving." She walked off though her ankle is hurting. He pinched the space between his brows and watch the woman walk slowly. He took few strides and pull her into his arm. "Hey!"
He brought her to his car and put her inside. He walked briskly to the driver's seat and lock it. Looking back at her who is puzzled. He ripped her dress in front of her chest and she scowled at him still confused. He threw his jacket in front of her and drove to the boutique.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" She scolded.
What's wrong? It is her damn dress. It seduced him. Her phone started ringing and it was her boss. She answered it and she nervously agreed on the boss. The stupid man.
"Hey, I have to go back to work." She demanded him.
"Of course, until you change your clothes."
He stopped the car on the nearby boutique of Chanel and make her put the jacket on. He dragged her inside and make her sit on the sofa as he chose a dress that isn't that showy. She massaged her ankle and he demanded a dress that's too conservative. He knelt and massage her ankle.
"Does it hurt?"
"Hmm."
"Wear flats." He chose shoes that worth a few thousand and make it fit on her.
"Ethan, I am fine. I just have to go back to work."
"You're new in your workplace?"
"Mmm."
"Don't you want to go back with me?" He looked up at the doll face of the woman.
"Ethan, I can take care of myself."
"Really?" He was still vulnerable that she's too independent. Though she was independent, he wanted her to be dependent on him. He wanted her to dote more. She tried on a few dresses and he bought it all for her. She weaned on him but he insisted.
He drives her to the head office of Lawson's. He even walked her to her floor though she insisted on not doing it. And since he's also visiting Gabriel he left her and he went to the CEO's office. He settled down on the sofa and watch him finish stacks of folders.
"My woman is working here in your company." Ethan started.
"Mistress or girlfriend?" Gabriel asked without looking at him and concentrate on his papers.
"Ex-girlfriend," Ethan answered. Gabriel closes the folder and looked at him. "An analyst of one of your managers? Her job from me was way better."
"Like—secretary?"
"She's a good assistant though she's an intern back then. I seduce my employee. Tsk. I never did it but to her."
"Hmm. Love is in the air?" Gabriel's upper lip lifted.
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