She's currently lying down on her reclined chair and staring up at the glass ceiling. The glass was wide open as a cold wind swirled inside. She's admiring the beautiful skies full of stars. This is what she loved about their isolated headquarters. It might look like a mansion and old but inside is modern. Her tablet beeps as she looks down at it to check the location of Tracey De Novo.

She was taken into a safe house by a man that Harvey recruited. It's good that their team increased members as long as it wasn't a traitor.

"Here's your dessert." Chameleon said as he gave her a mango and strawberry crepe.

"Thank you." She took the cone and bit on it.

Chameleon sat on the reclining chair just next to hers. He sighed and stared at her beautiful face.

"Don't you want to get married to someone else?"

"No. I won't marry anyone unless it's my Victor." She said coldly and continued eating her creamy strawberry and mango crepe.

"Crap, you'll grow old alone and raise your baby alone."

"I don't mind. I have enough money to give my baby a good life."

"You know that I am always free," Leon said as he lay down and gazed up at the starry sky.

"Yeah," She responded lazily without even caring about Leon's feelings.

"You are always cold toward me." Chameleon said. "Would you be happy if Victor was here?"

"Yes, who wouldn't?"

"Maybe me?" Leon shrugged. "He's alive." He told her. "But he isn't in the right mind now. He's like a computer that has been reprogrammed. I'm sorry to say this, Violet."

"Thank you for spying on them. At least I know that he's alive."

Leon gave her a glass bottle of water. He removed the seal, opened the cap, and gave it to her. She took it and sipped on it. Then, she placed it on the table next to her.

"Do you have a plan now?"

"Yeah."

"Okay. I'll help you."

"Why do you want to help me?" Violet asked as she licked the cream.

"I want to see you smile and be happy." He reached her cheeks. "Stop seducing me."

"I am not seducing you." She bites on her crepe. "So, your reason is only to make me happy?"

"Yeah, I love you. Why not?" He leaned back in his chair and sighed.

"You aren't asking for sex or something?"

"No." He answered casually.

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Tracey was shaking so much but the man already had her in a shabby place.

"Sit on the sofa and relax." The man grumbled and she could see that he's tall and bulky. Like she had met him before. He left and came back with a bottle of water and gave it to her.

Her hands were still shaking and she reached it. She opened the cap and sipped on it.

"Wh~why are the-they after me?" She stammered.

The man stared down at her. She hasn't seen his face since it's dark in the living room. Not a single light.

"Well, the psychopath from the Charles Empire was enraged. She also attended that engagement party that you held like months ago."

She was embarrassed at the moment about that engagement party. But Keira has every right to embarrass her. She's acting like a spoiled brat, selfish and desperate.

"Psychopath?"

"Yeah, that Alessandro guy's ex-girlfriend from high school."

She nodded and sipped on the water again.

"By the way. My boss told me that you have to call Keira."

He took out a very small phone and dialed something. He put it on speaker as Keira's voice could be heard.

"Hello?"

"K-Keira, it's Tracey. I'm fine now. In a safe house…"

"That's good to hear." Keira sighed. "Stay with him. Okay? I'll sort this out tomorrow. I don't know if you could still go out alone."

"It's alright…" Tracey mumbled.

"I'm sorry about this mess."

"You already warned me about it." Tracey chuckled nervously. "But I'm scared."

"Don't worry. I already have someone to protect you. I promise that you'll be safe."

"Thank you. Good night, Keira."

"Good night."

The man that was called Eagle hung up.

"Are you hungry?" He asked.

"No." Tracey removed her shoes and pulled her legs up and hugged her knees. She's scared like hell. But the man came with food and started eating noisily. "Do I know you?" She asked. "You look familiar."

"Yeah. You are my first one-night stand in France."

She flushed. Never did she thought that she would have a one-night stand but he took her virginity and she didn't mind since he's sexy and he put a condom on.

"Are you serious?" She exclaimed.

"Uhuh, you were a virgin. Sorry for taking that."

"No. It's alright." She nodded at him. She also almost forgot his face.

"I don't mind sleeping with the baby." He said. "I mean, I am your babysitter starting now."

"Babysitter?" She mumbled.

"I have plenty of condoms. Wanna have sex and stretch that muscles?" he grinned but still, it's hard for her to see that handsome face.

"No. I'm fine." She turned him down. "Where's your bathroom?"

"In my room, left."

She quickly stood and went to the said room. The time that she reached the bathroom, she was surprised at how clean and simple it was. Like it has never been used. She pissed and washed her hands thoroughly after. She exhaled and stared at the mirror. She looked like a mess and her make-up was everywhere under her eyes. She took out a tissue and fixed her little mess. It's a good thing that her mascara was waterproof or else, she might have looked like a horror ghost.

She sighed and threw it in the trash bin. Then, she opened the door and her heart jumped. She glared at him, and finally, she could see his face. He's busy munching on Doritos.

"The fuck!" She exclaimed.

"You want some?" he asked and extended the bag of Doritos. She rolled her eyes and reached her chest.

"Stop doing that." She mumbled.

"I was checking on you." He said and shrugged. "You can sleep here." He pointed to the bed.

"But it's your bed."

"Don't worry. I'll be sleeping beside you." He winked and left the room. It made her cheeks heated up. Damn it. Just a while ago, she's on the verge of death. Now, the man who saved her was flirting with her.

However, she doesn't mind sleeping with a handsome guy with those complete eight packs of abs. She doesn't care about being rammed by his~~big thing. That one night stand, she was drunk and miserable and he was horny as hell. He did everything to fit it to her and gave her pleasure. Now, thinking about it made her a little horny. She breathed in and out and thought about it. Nope. She can't do it. She nearly got killed.

Then, the other side of her brain tells her something devious.

"If you die, you won't be able to taste that great one." Her head said and she was completely confused.

Her body walked out of the bed and the man was sitting on the sofa with his big feet over the coffee table.

"I~~I want to know if my mom is alright."

"She's fine." He said. "Besides, they are only targeting you. Not your mom."

"I want to make sure."

He sighed and took out the small disposable phone and dialed something.

"You know my mom's number?"

"I do."

She moved closer to him as it was ringing. Then, after ten seconds, the call was answered.

"Hello?"

"Mom,"

"Tracey, where are you?"

"I'm fine. I'm with a friend. Look, I may not be able to come home."

"Okay, as long as you are alright," Gena said from the other line. "Uhm, so how about tomorrow? Are you going home?"

"Uh, I'll call you tomorrow." She wasn't sure what to answer.

"Alright, take care, sweetie."

"Okay, love you."

"I love you too."

She nodded at Eagle who hung up.

"Aw, that's sweet." He said and continued eating his Doritos. She stared at him for a long time. Then, he raised the Doritos bag toward her.

"Let's fuck."

He gaped and his hand froze from taking out chips on the bag of Doritos.

"What?"

"I was planning to get laid after hooking up in the bar, but my ex-friends were such harassers."

"Oh," He nodded at her and continued eating the Doritos. "Go and wash your face or wash up. Whatever."

She went back to the bathroom, undressed her clothes, and hung them carefully. She was wearing a short skirt, a denim coat, and a camisole. She was too catchy for anyone's eyes but none of them caught her attention. She washed up her face and removed her makeup. It's hard to do it without any make-up remover. Then, she washed her body and used the available liquid bath soap. After she's done, she wrapped the towel around her and when she opened the door, he was already outside speaking to someone else in a low voice.

"Okay," He looked at her from head to toe. "Yeah, I'll handle it." He hung up. He took two steps toward her and reached her chin. "You still have make-up on."

She rolled her eyes.

"I don't have any make-up remover."

Since he's tall with long arms, he reached the mirror and slid it.

"Here,"

She was puzzled to see a cleanser for men. But there's also a make-up remover.

"Why do you have make-up remover?" She asked.

"For cover-up purposes." He said.

She tiptoed to reach it but to her surprise, he stood behind her and scooped her breasts. She flushed before even reaching the bottle.

"This will do. I haven't had sex for months after babysitting you. At least, I have to use your body. Okay?"

She was speechless while feeling the volts of electricity rushing through her lower part.