Ball party

Chapter 12

She sat down on her bed, waiting.

She was so sure he would come by himself if she were to take a little more time.

The door flung open and he walked in.

Anger was so visible on his face, he looked like an angry god whose purpose was to kill and he was coming to kill her.

She swallowed and stood up from the bed.

It was 11:34 and he had asked them to get her but she had been so stubborn.

"What the hell are you still doing here?" He gritted his teeth, staring at the pajama she wore.

It was so big on her, and her face..she looked like an unholy nun.

"I couldn't wear any of these. They are too short and too revealing." She mumbled and he chuckled. A chuckle so low you wouldn't think he did at all.

"And? You couldn't wear them because?" He asked again, glaring at her.

"My father taught me to only wear decent dresses and..."

"Shut up!" He boomed.

He didn't care about her petty talks or neither did he care about her being decent.

He wanted his woman to be fucking hot, and hell! He had made a mistake bringing the woman to the ball..or maybe he'd have to judge that later.

"I wouldn't want to wait for another Twenty minutes." He said, walking out of the room.

She was getting on his nerves.

Hell! He would have to put a bullet in her leg to make her fear him more.

Getting into the car, he inputted his ear pod device into his ears and listened to the things going on in the basement.

The car was a beautiful white limousine.

Earlier the day, another mole had been found.

Last night was a thrill for him, he had loved it so much when he pulled the trigger and watched the fucker cling to life but death was close by.

He hated betrayal and damn! Some of his men had begun to get on his nerves.

His main purpose for the ball party was to get Romanov.

He would kill the fucker today and no one would stop it.

They knew how the city ran. They knew who ran the city and he was dying to watch the man scream while dying.

"Haa!" He heard the scream and smiled satisfied with the amount of pain the idiot was in.

The door of the limousine opened and he turned.

If beauty was.....he held his tongue.

"Thank you very much, Dave, I owe you one."

He frowned.

How could she have known Dave when she had never met him before?

"You're welcome miss, and please walk carefully next time. I'm not so sure I'll be around to catch you that time." He heard Dave mumble and she laughed before getting into the car.

He scoffed.

Was Dave flirting with her or was she the one doing the flirting?

Either of the two should know what to do and what they shouldn't do.

He wouldn't waste a heartbeat before putting a bullet into Dave's head and making her watch him doing so.

"Why are you smiling?" He glared at her as she settled on the chair opposite him.

"Huh?" She cocked a brow innocently.

She looked rather nice than some nun with pajamas that was looking so...

Focus!

"Boss, our men have the location surrounded but there's no sign of Mr. Romanov. But his Son just arrived." Tod his guard mumbled from the front seat of the car and he nodded, a smile tugging his Son.

"Good, tell them to stand by and do nothing. I'll have to speak to that pussy myself." He said, and continue tapping the keypad.

Ralda sat down without making a noise.

Continuously her eyes would go to the phone he held.

It was beautiful and well designed, although it was black all through..it had the beauty and it screamed money.

She had never once held a phone in all her life.

She had been living her life, trying to pay off the debts her father had piled up.

When she noticed his gaze on her, she looked away and out of the car.

It was a beautiful site ahead.

She had never been to such places before.

The place they lived was mainly for the poor, with no beautiful house in sight and no neat people.

It was just them and their poor livelihood.

This was becoming more interesting than she thought it to be, seeing the beautiful flowers, and waterfall in the middle of the road.

"Omg! Take a look at that!" She screamed, turning around to giggle.

Her eyes widened and when she saw the same stony face glaring at her, she swallowed hard and mumbled a sorry.

She had promised to take Chelsea to a merry-go-round.

Seeing that made her remember her little sister.

"Hey, hold this." She heard him say and looked up to see the face of her stony master with a telescope in his hand.

"What are you going to do with a telescope?" She asked, and he chuckled.

"You know this? Thank God, you're just poor but brilliant." He mumbled.

She clenched her fist and sighed.

"I may be a poor master but I'm not stupid. I know a lot...of things." She said and looked away again.

"Exactly my point." He smiled again.

Was this man teasing her? Or was he trying to get her to be annoyed cause she couldn't point out what he was planning?

"Boss, we're here." The voice came again from the front and Ralda looked out again. She couldn't even see who was talking but then it sounded familiar.

Wait?!

They were there?

He got out of the car and she did too as instructed.

She was wearing a golden long dress, with a slit that made its way up her thighs.. leaving no room for imagination.

It had a strap hand, so thin that if it were to be pushed down, her boobs would be exposed seeing that she wore a handless bra.

Ralda watched the beautiful huge building glow in different colors as calm music was playing inside.

"Grab my hand." He mumbled and she turned to see him giving her his hand with a frown.

Why was he always frowning?

"You just have to follow three rules and if you break them, you face the consequences." He said again, as she grabbed his hand but they didn't move.

"Do not talk with anyone, no matter who they are, do not leave my side, and do not eat anything unless I give it to you." He said, and she nodded.

She might be poor but she knew who and what he was.

If he could kill people that way, that means he had enemies and not eating from anyone was the only thing she had heard.

She wouldn't want to get poisoned because of some killer.

She was no idiot!

TBC