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Chapter 31: Chapter 31: Clever

"Who are you ?" His eyes smoldered her face and sent chills down her spine.

"A food monger who is eating her last meal." She rolled her eyes.

"You are not the only one hungry; Others are also hungry. Eat with some decency." He released her hand, her actions disgust him.

She was choked with the morsels in her mouth, grabbing a glass of water and then annoying gulping sounds filled the room. She emptied the whole content; carelessly place the glass on the table and make a loud nasty belch and the men ewwed in disgust.

"Decency." She scoffs.

"Yah!!! Why should I care about decency when you keep reminding me of how you can't wait to unalive me?

"Clever." Armstrong clapped. "I'm the one to kill you, not some food."

"Hahahahaha." Mellisa burst out and then froze. "But how can you be talking about someone's life like you can create any? Who the fuck are to determine how I should die?

The men gasps. Raiden shook his head, picked his spoon, and scooped for himself a sumptuous portion, eating slowly from his plate, his eyes averted to another position.If minding my business was a person.

Samie sniggered with his hands covering his mouth and trying to hide his face under the table.Arson chuckled loudly almost falling off his chair. Ramsey gasped, picked up an Apple, and chew carelessly from it while still averting his gaze from the two.

Calton threw a lingering look filled with confusion at Raiden and Raiden averted his face, avoiding his questioning stare while sneering secretly.

Boyld's face was muddled and he kept waving a NO! NO!!! signs with his two hands yet Mellisa wasn't legend enough to understand the signs.

Armstrong clapped his head, frowned, and then burst out laughing. An action that the men know means danger heating somewhere.

"You sure got some nerves, Kitten."

"It's Mellisa." She replied amidst squirming inside. No matter how strongly she wanted to stand up for herself, no matter how she tries to defend and speak for herself, Armstrong's presence always throws her off the cliff. He has that aura that signaled danger. His intimidating demeanor demonizes her; she wonders how someone this cute and adorable will be exhibiting such a flamy aura.

The way he stared at her is making her uncomfortable; like he is about strangling her to death.

She studied the other men and after seeing their reaction, she decided to gambit another way just so she will escape from Armstrong's threatening stares.

"Hmmm." She cleared her throat, drawing the men attention to her. She rubbed her hands and said.

"You know a living dog is better than a dead Lion, and being the wife of a late hero is better than being the wife of a living coward. What I'm trying to say is this." She stopped and looked at the men and when she saw their attention focusing on her, she beamed with a smile.

"What I'm trying to say is that keeping me alive is better than having me dead, I can do tasks for you guys."

"Those two adages don't align with what you are trying to say," Rai whispered to her hearing.

"Whatever." She waved him off. "As long as you understand what I meant."

"Stop being tricky." Arson deadpan.

"Who? Me? She flinched back pointing at herself, then giggles. "Do you think I'm that useless? Come on! Listen I'm a student nurse, forget about the student in it." She waved him aside. "A trained nurse; I have been working all my life starting as a younger nurse to this. You can tell how useful I will be to treat you guys' wounds after your operations."

"What operations are you talking about.? Calton who was tired and confused at the same time asked

"Aren't you a Mafioso? Mellisa blurted out.

"Mafioso! Mafioso!! What's that? Calton's eyebrows pulled in confusion, then he looked at Raiden for an explanation.

"Mafioso! Mafioso!!! Rai scoffed. "You indeed swallowed some nerves."

"I mean.....

"Enough." Armstrong banged on the table, startling her, and Mellisa could hear a pin drop as a deafening silence took over the whole room.

"Glad you know we are Mafias; then how about we do the Mafia's work on you." Armstrong began, trailing his finger from her hair tucking it at the back of her ear, trailing his fingers through her hair. All this sends electric sparks down Mellisa's system and she swallowed hard. Sweats clouded her neck and gave her shivers.

Hope he ain't hypnotizing her to death.

His eyes smoldering her, she wanted to draw her chair backward but his looks pinned her down and paralyzed her legs. She can't feel herself, all her system was paralyzed by this Demigod. His finger trailed down and stopped at her throat and he gently lift her jaw, making her face him and Mellisa was able to look inside his eyes. His eyes radiate this time with flames, ready to burn her alive. She swallowed hard, trying to avert her face but his fingers held her strong. How he was able to do all this is what she can't understand.

"Having a sharp tongue is good but don't you think not all situations required a blabbermouth? He deadpans.

Mellisa giggled foolishly at his remark to the surprise of Armstrong and his men.

Carefully, she removed his finger from her jaw and pushed her seat backward.

"Have you heard of the blood of the innocent?  She gradually stood up, hands on her tiny waist, even though she is still weak, she only got to play her card well if not they will kill her without mercy, and since the journey of life means if you can't get a help hand, then be yourself helping hand. She better gives herself a helping hand now.

The men watched in surprise as she keep stepping back, then she stopped when she is an inch far from her former position.

Armstrong scoffed at her action, the fact he found her behavior funny is confusing the men more and more, this can never be Armstrong. A devil in disguise.

" We kill for a living, and we used the blood of the innocent for cleansing," Armstrong smirked and Mellisa flinched.

She stared at the man who got the oxymoronic features of having an angelic face but was a monster. How can someone be this bold to brag about how many people he killed?

"And you are saying none of those touch your heart? Only a monster will brag about doing evil." She crossed her hands akimbo.

"Yeah! You are right; How about we show you what monsters can do? Armstrong sneered, the huskies in his voice is sending threatening chills down her spine but she tried her best not to show it. She can literally hear her heart squirming, then Armstrong snapped his fingers and the huge door that leads to the entrance and exit of the dining room opened, then she heard a loud bark as a huge dog with big ass fur emerged from the door.

If she was scared of the men before, right now she is terrified as she watched the dog wiggling it ass fur towards her, its furry face makes it difficult for her to see the color of its eyes but she is sure it was something like red, maybe drinking blood has become part of it. The dog snarled as it kept coming and Mellisa's body shook violently.

Is this crazy bitch going to feast on her flesh? No! She kept stepping back.

Yes, she loves dogs, she even got one as a pet, but this particular one scared the shit outta her. She stepped back nervously as the dog snarled, showing the destructive teeth it uses to crush souls to death. And what scared her the most is the men were just sitting and watching her like she is giving them a live show.

He can see uncertainty settled on Boyld's face, even Samie and Ramsey were perplexed. Those three looked a bit bothered.

She kept stepping back as the dog advance, she doesn't care about the previous pains she had been through,  what matters right now is how she will save herself from this mad ass dog.

The dog barked again and howled and she flinched back immediately, then she scowled, well it wasn't necessary but the anger boiling inside her can make hot eba.

The dog stretched, twist its neck, and snarled, ready to jump on her. She could hear the sounds of her heart leaving her body, her sweats rippled and dropped, and it intensify her nervous system.

Why does it look like she is in a rivalry between life and death? She swallowed hard, calculating every move of this dog. From the way the dog was peering at her shows that it's a trained dog that calculates each move before attacking its opponent. Now she is curious about how she will survive this.

"Can she dodge it, if it happens to jump on her? Yes, she remembered some safety tricks and tactics she had practiced with  Riana, but will those be enough to save her from this monstrous animal glaring at her?

Will she be able to dodge its first attack? She swirls around searching for anything that will serve as a weapon to smack on its head if there should be a need.

Then she beamed amidst scowl. Dodge its first attack and smashed its head with that vase at the corner. Hope I will able to lift it? The best is to keep moving backward, getting closer to the vase is the goal.

As she thought carefully, she stepped back nervously, getting ready to dodge. She grin broadly as another thought swished through her. How can she forget she once did gymnastics? Not an elite gymnast to say, but little backflips with a double twist will save her now.

She beamed; She already pictured herself doing the backflips, picking up the vase, and smashing it on the dog's head. Like those heroines in survival movies.

Call it animal cruelty she doesn't care. Desperate measures call for desperate actions. She already sees herself as the heroine and she can't wait to scream her victory. Just when she was still lost with her safety statistics and tactics,  the dog howled and tried jumping over on her, immediately she saw its legs lifting from the ground, and she screamed out.

She heard herself calling out the name she never once thought she will call out.

Why his name of all the names she could think of? The Irony of calling out the name that desired to see you dead.


Chapter 32: Chapter 32: Incoherent

Armstrong!!! She squealed, her hands trembly hanging mid-air as a shield. Her body quivered from fear. She can feel a figure covering her but she is too scared to open her eyes.

It was so unbelievable how Armstrong who wanted to have Mellisa dead, is also the one saving her again. The men already watched in amusement as Mellisa and Banshee the dog were acting like the two were in some kind of wrestling. Mellisa tries to save herself by thinking she will be able to read Banshee's moves and Banshee watches every move of her and waits for the right time to attack her.

And once Banshee saw an opportunity after glaring scornfully at her, it stretched and howled before jumping on her, but before Banshee will land on her, Armstrong blocked Banshee's attack by speedily pushing Mellisa out of the way and causing Banshee to slam itself on the wall and growls.

Armstrong watched Mellisa shiver as her shoulder started to shake, as he held her together. He shook his head; this is just a test and she is already in a fright and feeble state.

"She is calm now, you can open your eyes."

Armstrong's husky voice echoed in her head, his voice like a whisper in the darkness, sending chills down her spine, the feelings of an eyes watching her and remaining her to beware of what lurking in the shadow.  Waking up from her zombie state, her head quiver like she wanted to snap herself out of the shock.

Mellisa slowly lifted her eyes and when he saw the man holding her shoulder and steadily her. She stared deeply at him, confused at this incomprehensible man. Her hands keep tucking in and in, inside his black leather coat. Fear already gripped her whole system and she wanted to hide herself in his coat. The horrible experience she has found herself the previous times finally bubbled up and clouded her. She couldn't stand it.

Her heart was pounding heavily, her adrenaline was hushed, and her brain was in a total mess. Horror shot out from her eyes. Everything she had experienced came beating at her heart. She is at her deepest core and she can't stand it again.

Armstrong saw the terror written and nod his head. This is the beginning, he sneered, leaning over to her face which was still in a frozen state.

"Can you stop squirming now?

Mellisa slowly released her grip on his coat, still thunderstruck at what just happened, so she slowly glimpse over from Armstrong's core, and when she saw the dog still snarling, she quickly hide her face inside Armstrong's waistcoat.

She was torn between comprehending who exactly Armstrong is and what his issue with her is. Was he, not the one that called his crazy dog on her? What an incoherent man. She felt like she was a second lost, then the scene that played earlier clouded her mind and she shut her eyes amidst quailing.

Armstrong exhaled heavily and furrowed his brows as fragile Mellisa won't let go of him. This isn't him. What is stopping him from flinging this incognito girl away from him? He closed his eyes to calm himself down, took a relaxing breath and when he realized he is back to his normal humane aura, he opened his eyes; ran his finger across his hair, and beckoned on Boyld to come to get Mellisa.

Samie and Boyld was the one who rushed quickly when they saw Armstrong beckoning for them to come.

"That was a good show you put up there Mell." Samie clapped his hands across.

"Can you just be serious Samie, she almost lost her life." Boyld scowled at him.

"And did she die?

"But she looks terrified." Boyld retorted

"You two can smooch her all you want, but for now just shut the fuck up and get her off me." Armstrong deadpan.

"Hey Hey Hey. It's okay; relax." Samie whispered in her ear but Mellisa refused to let go of Armstrong's waistcoat.

"Hey kitten, you are suffocating me." Armstrong held her two trembling hands up, and when she looks up at him again, he smirks and dropped her hands, leaving her to Samie and Boyld's mercy.

Samie gradually lift her, holding her two shoulders and steadily bringing her back to the dining table; but Banshee wasn't having it as it kept wriggling and struggling to free itself from Raiden who was holding it still. Something in Mellisa must have triggered its uncomfortable state as it kept howling and snarling in her direction to the surprise of the other men, only Armstrong maintain his cool.

"Come here." He beckon on Banshee, then Rai released it and it jumped straight to Armstrong's arms. He started stroking its fur. "I know, she is mysterious, right? Banshee barked and howled again and Armstrong nodded satisfactorily.

Mellisa sits still. Death got nothing on her now, she had already been through a lot that should break her. She felt dizzy and nauseous. Gosh, she feels like puking. She covers her mouth as the urge becomes intense. Boyld quickly pulled her out of the dining room, luckily for her, there was a convenience space, and there, she bend her head over and puked her whole body out.

She felt a hand stroking her back, and after a while, she raised her face only to meet Rhoda. She closed her eyes to gather her though, then she took a quick breath and stood up. Rhoda handed her a bottle of warm water and she rinse her mouth with it, then she opened another and mixed eucalyptus oil in it and gave her, which she took.

"You will be fine trust me." Rhoda assuredly smiles at her, but Mellisa regretfully shook her head. How can she be alright when her life kept flashing through her eyes every single time she felt she was already coming through? She doesn't have the strength to indulge in any conversation because the anger piled up in her right now, she wants to voice out, scream out, said venomous words but Rhoda is not the rightful person to vent on. She won't transfer her aggression to the only person who treats her with care.

She glared at Boyld, then at Samie, then at Ramsey, and finally back at Boyld. Those three make her trust them for a moment only to sit and watched her get almost bitten to death by that crazy bitch. She felt her emotions building up again. She felt stupid to feel at ease with them and have to think she trusts them. Without saying much to Rhoda, she simply nodded and went back to her seat.

"Hand it over." Armstrong stretched out his hands immediately Mellisa took her seat.

Puzzled at Armstrong's sudden action, Mellisa ignored him but when he bangs on the table thereby startling her, that's when Mellisa knows he wasn't joking when he said "Hand it over." But the question is hand over what?

"Is there another way you want to torture me? What else do you want to do to me? Can't you see how sick and tired I am? She rolled her eyes.

Armstrong nodded satisfactorily, extending his hand.

"Hand it over."

"You already said you are the one to kill me, so do it and stop acting childish. Do what you are known for. What else are you waiting for; your meal is here, finish what you started." She blurted out.

"Mellisa," Boyld yelled out her name.

"What!!! And you three." She pointed at Boyld, Ramsey, and Samie. "You guys are worst than the bite of a snake. You three made me trust you; all those looking after me like I'm dying are just for you guys to bring me out for your fun." Her glares swirl at the three and she can see something flash through their eyes like regret before it returns to a scowl.

"Your entrance is the one which disorganized us, can't you tell? Should I spell it out for you?" Arson point at her "You;  wherever you are uprooted from is one mysterious girl."

"What proof do you have for all this accusation?

"If I should bring prove, do you think you will survive the next seconds?" Calton threw a lingering look mixed with a scowl.

Banshee barked and howled in her direction and she flinched, Armstrong sneered, leaning towards her, and when he was a bit closer, he graze his fingers from her neck, examining every feature and Mellisa was paralyzed again. Whatever it is he is doing now or going to do later she knows she doesn't stand a chance to challenge him again.

"Just kill me and stop all this please." Her voice cracked, and the tears she had been forcing back, came rushing like floodgates. Without saying anything to her, Armstrong dragged the necklace around her neck and it came out at once.

He lift it, took seconds to examine it, and finally tossed it on the table to the surprise of the men. Even Raiden who has been quiet all this while, watching events unfold was taken aback and he grabbed the necklace, anger flares up in his eyes.

"Where did you get this? His voice thundered in Mellisa's ear and she was still at his question.

"Can't you tell? Where exactly can someone get an original gold necklace? Gosh." She hissed and Mellisa can see Armstrong clenched his fist like he is stopping himself from punching her face.

"Stop being cheeky now." Armstrong deadpan.

"Even a stupid person knows necklaces are gotten from a jewelry shop.  Where exactly will those come from?

Armstrong grabbed her arm and pulled her closer to him and she yelp in pain.

"Repeat that for me."

"Repeat what? She tried to free herself but not even in her dreams will she be able to wriggle free from Armstrong's grip.

"Your stupid and cheeky blabbering! Come on! repeat that for me! What happened to your confidence? huh! Repeat that for me." He leans his ear closer her to face.

His face didn't move an inch to show how serious he was, she looked up and see his cold stone expression, that was when she know he wasn't playing, it was written over him. The urge to strangle her to death flares up in his eyes.

Her throat croaked and she swallowed a bile of lump and shook her head, biting her lower lips to suppress the tears from dropping.

"It was a gift." She breaks down in tears


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