Once done, Kyle stood up and just looked apathetically at the writhing man crying on the floor.

He looked up and finally saw some security guys coming over, looking all tough and serious.

Kyle knew something was up. They only showed themselves now, and not during the entire time Kay had been under attack. Whilst it was true that Kyle's moves had taken down the boys quickly, they should have been here much more earlier than that.

It was as if they were observing. Or perhaps, the guys had been in the pockets of the young boys?

Whichever it was, the situation was not simple.

[Tell Xing Han to stand down, okay Kay? Let me handle this]

[Sure]

[Is he okay?] Kyle asked worriedly.

Kyle knew that Kay had protected Xing Han well, and he had not been touched. None of the guys had managed to penetrate the safety barrier she had created, and the guys had been pushed away before Xing Han could even react.

Rather, Kyle was worried that Xing Han may be affected by what Kyle had done to the guys. That would have been the first time Xing Han saw him in action, albeit, in a much safer environment.

[Are you kidding me?] Kay said, her voice tinged with laughter [He practically has these stars coming out of his eyes! If he didn't worship you before, he sure does now.]

Kyle couldn't help but smile at that, and the security head that came over was startled for a while. Seeing such a warm smile on the guy that had just knocked out several guys made him think he was seeing things.

Only the Security Head walked over to Kyle, while the others tended to the downed boys.

"Sir, our Boss would like to see you," he said politely, gesturing with his hand to follow him.

"Just me?" Kyle asked slowly.

"Yes," the guy answered, "Your ladyfriend and friend may wait in the VIP room. On the house."

One other person came up beside him then, inviting Kay and Xing Han to follow him. Kay looked towards Kyle, who nodded. She then hooked her arms with Xing Han, and followed them.

✿.✿.✿.✿

Kyle was led to the upper parts of the club, passing through a section that was not accessible to the public. It was quiet all the way, and Kyle didn't ask any questions either. He simply walked quietly behind the guy, appearing nonplussed.

All the while, his eyes were scanning the entire place. He took note of the escape routes, location of camera and blind spots. Right now, he wished he had his jacket, for it contained most of the finer equipment-slash-weapons that he had. Well, it's not like he was defenceless but it certainly would have been easier.

The Head Security, in the meantime, couldn't help but be on high alert all the time. Ex-military man, who had served active duty - twice - meant that he was very sensitive to dangerous people. And to him, the young man that looked like he wouldn't hurt a fly ... was very dangerous.

Even if he hadn't seen the fight, he knew.

Yet, the Boss wanted to see him. He couldn't help but be nervous that the Boss may be biting off more than he could chew.

At the door of the office, he knocked politely and only opened it when he heard the command "Enter".

"I've brought him over, Sir," he replied, standing stiffly.

"Marvellous!"

Kyle looked and saw a bald middle-aged man, with a pot belly, sitting on his desk as he looked at them. He had this really friendly smile about him, and he looked really, really happy.

"Welcome to my humble abode," the guy was saying, spreading his arms around, "Ruben's the name, Clubbing's my game."

He gave a nod to his Head Security, who then turned and walked out.

"Come, come. Sit sit," he said amicably, "Sorry about the trouble earlier. Please enjoy the rest of your stay here, free of charge. Order anything you want."

Kyle didn't make a move but instead, asked, "What is it that you want?"

Instead of being offended, Ruben merely smiled and said, "Ah. Straight to the point. Yes, yes."

He shook his head, "You sure you don't want a drink first? Something to munch?"

Kyle just stared at him, not answering.

Ruben grinned, clapping his hands together, "Wonderful. A guy after my own heart - no funny business. No small talk. I like that. Well, he said you were like that."

Kyle frowned.

He?

Ruben got down from his desk and went to sit on the chair. He pulled out his laptop and opened it, saying, "There is someone here who would like to talk to you."

Turning the laptop around, Kyle nearly took a step back.

"Hello, Dean."