"What about that hot piece of meat?" Grayson gestured towards Brett, making the tied man's eyes go wide in terror due to the perverted-ness of the man, and Sandra rolled her eyes at the lack of professionalism of her assistant.

"Take him with you and do whatever you want, but I will kill you if you try to lay a single finger on him without his consent. " She warned, making Brett flinch at her command as he looked at the man and Grayson groan.

"And call someone to clear this room." With that, the Cobra girl left the room, leaving only her and the zodiac mistress's assistant in it.

Grayson, the Cobra's head manager and private assistant, was famous for his ruthlessness. He justifies the name of the clan by working just like a snake. He waits for the perfect opportunity to attack his opponent, and his attack was not only lethal but also brutal, but well, he was not only for that, he was also famous for being a psychopath when it comes to his love life. He doesn't attach any strings. He loves to make the guys scream and degrade them until they beg-

"Well, now... now what I am supposed to do with you" Grayson took slow steps towards the man lying on the floor, whose mouth was taped, legs and hands tied and blood gushing out from his shoulder blade, perhaps due the bullet which he successfully dodged enough to prevent it getting hit straight on his heart.

The man squirmed a little on the cold floor to try to make himself free, but the strings just burned into his skin without any success. Brett was not born in the clan, so he was not specifically trained for stress like this. He was more of a smartass nerd, who preferred to use his brain more than his strength, choosing words over guns.

"Look at you squirming like a petrified squirrel who saw a snake approaching it but can't do a thing to escape." Grayson chuckled as he crouched down beside Brett, who had stopped moving and was gazing at the man sitting beside him with a devilish grin on his face. That type of grin which can cause children nightmares. The grin that made a weird shiver run down the Zodiac assistant's spine, and he averted his gaze to look down.

"Awww, you are so cute-" Grayson cooed, and he reached for Brett's cheek with his left hand, and Brett flinched jerked his face backwards.

"Ohh, quite jumpy. I like it," Grayson chuckled with his husky, deep voice.

"Now let's get you to the bed, bunny."

Brett knew that things were going to be down and dangerous.

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The servant placed the Zodiac Mistress on the Alaskan king sized bed, who was zoned out with the loss of blood and exhaustion due to the fight.

The door opened and none other than the Cobra's Mistress entered the room, and the servant bowed down in respect.

"Thanks Cass, now go call Florita to come here urgently."

Florita Michael, the forty-six-year-old family doctor of the Cobra Clan, who had been serving the family for the last twenty years.

"Yes, Mistress." Cass bowed again and started moving towards the door.

The Cobra Mistress looked at the woman sleeping or unconscious on the bed. Her reddish brown curly hair was looking as if crows tried to make so hard to make their nest with it but eventually left. Her baby face was looking as if it was of some ghost, paler than the usual which Sandra had seen at the ball. Her pink t-shirt was totally ruined with the crimson and mud spots. Her beautiful lips were bruised and busted with slaps and punches.

"Cass!" Sandra called, and the servant who had just got out of the room came running back inside the room hurriedly.

"Y-yes, Mistress?" He said between breaths, placing his hand over his heart to calm his breathing.

"Bring some of my clothes for this girl too." Sandra ordered, and the servant was taken aback by his mistress's demand, but he nodded and again exited the room.

She made her way towards the unconscious lady and stopped beside the bed. She observed her and unconsciously raised her index finger to lean down and caressed the cheek of the woman. With this gesture, the Zodiac woman winced in her sleep and Sandra's senses came back and she withdrew her hand.

'What the fuck am I doing?' She questioned as she continued to stare at the woman.

*Knock-Knock*

The door knocked and Sandra straightened herself and gave permission to the servant to enter inside the room with some clothes.

The servant silently put the clothes on the lower side of the bed and looked at his leader for further commands. When she said nothing else, the servant bowed and made his way out of the room.

Sandra stared at the clothes, then at the zodiac girl, then back to the clothes.

"Oh, for fuck's sake." She groaned as she made her way towards the cupboard to take a towel out of it, and then she wetted the towel in the bathroom's sink.

She returned to the unconscious girl and lightly started to wipe her face with the damp towel. Adrianna was first stiffened by the sudden impact of the towel, but she was way too exhausted to open her eyes, so she eventually relaxed and leant her face against the touch of the towel.

'She is a kind of like a lazy cat.' Sandra thought and then huffed at her lack of professionalism and the way she was treating her enemy.

She completely wiped Adriana's face, and then the bruises and scratches became even more evident. She gently touched the busted lower lip of the unconscious girl and a weird sensation of pity or grief fluttered in her stomach.

She shrugged the weird emotion off and looked down at the girl's body.

'Should I do this? ' She thought and then shook her head.

"What the fuck are you thinking, Sandra? You're just changing the clothes. " She mumbled to herself as her hands reached the hem of the pink t-shirt. She gulped unconsciously as she was just about to raise the piece of clothing. Just then, the door knocked.

Sandra hastily withdrew her hands from the dirty yet silky material of the t-shirt and straightened her back.

"Yes?" she questioned.

"Ma'am, the doctor is here." Cass replied.

"Let her in-" she ordered as she stood up from the bed.

The doctor entered in just her pyjama pants and her long hair tied in a messy bun. Her spectacles were resting way too low on her nose, with a briefcase in her hand.

She settled the spectacle with her free hand and looked down at the unconscious woman.

"Oh, I see a new face...But I must say, this one is pretty cute, San. " The doctor smiled at Sandra and she huffed.

"Oh, lady, shush and get on with your work."

"That's why I am here at fucking four in the morning. No? " The doctor huffed, and Sandra rolled her eyes at the elder woman.

"Okay, I am leaving her to you and the clothes are right beside Florita, so bye good night." Sandra rushed out of the room, leaving a yelling doctor behind.

"Where are you going, you human? I am a doctor, not a butler who will-" Sandra closed the door behind her and mentally cursed Jake for not making all the rooms soundproof, as the complaints of the doctor could still be heard, so she rushed away from it.

"Why is everyone so overly dramatic?" she sighed as she took the phone out of her pocket.

To Jake-

At 7:30 a.m. in my office,

Sent- 4:23am

She sent the message and yawned.

"I should probably take a nap." She said to no one as she made her way in the direction of her room.

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It's not that I can't make you happy, but you will look happy, happier with him...

In love, this often happens.

Someone laughs and someone cries,

Someone gains and someone loses...

Our chit chats are like barbiturates for me,

I'm addicted to them.

But I like to see you shining bright,

I can't give you what he might...

It's the reality, babe , not a film,

It's not that i can't make you happy,

But you will look happy, happier with him...

Just a sight of your smile for me is like snorting smack,

I'm just happy loving you behind your back,

You will always stay on my lips like some poetry,

I will always be running in the direction where there is your clarinet playing...

But it's the truth that you will look happy, happier with him,

So I will just be your captain ship, your lady with wing...

I only wish its the other way you swing...

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Love- K.D♡