His eyes immediately searched for Fanny even as he greeted the two other men in the previous room.
"Boss, this is the girl I told you about." Andy quickly spoke, gesturing to her as she suddenly realized exactly who this newcomer was.
Christian and Andy greeted him with so much respect, he could just be the leader she had constantly heard of.
Fanny was really surprised that he just came to see Michel now. From the surrounding conversations, she understood that Michel was actually their boss's second-in-command.
"I can see that. Nice to meet you. What's your name?"
"Fanny, sir." She quickly said, bowing to him.
She could see that he was smiling at her, but the gesture somehow didn't reach his eyes. Oddly enough, he doesn't really say or do much, but his presence is quite intimidating.
It was as if he could command one of the other men to shoot her with a simple lift of his finger.
"I'm sure at least one of my men has told you this before, but now you're one of our members, Fanny. So I guess that makes sense. It's time for you to meet your new family." He said, looking at her from top to bottom.
Fanny swallowed.
She knows she's like an absolute slut after working nonstop with just a few minutes of closing her eyes on an occasional plastic chair. She was in real pain all over her body and had some bruises from being thrown in the car when she was arrested.
"Andy, I suggest you take her to her room so she can shower." He turned to Fanny. "I've ordered you to stay in the room across from Michel's so you can check on him."
While saying that, Vengo's gaze went to the hospital bed behind them, passed them, and looked at the sleeping Michel.
He was silent for a moment there, clearly affected by the sight of his mighty soldier lying there unconscious.
"Those bastards really shot him, didn't they."
Gathering himself, he clears his throat and strode quickly to the door, Christian, Andy, and Fanny's eyes all on him.
"Okay, I'll go. But I'd like you to join us for dinner tonight." He gestured to Fanny.
And just like that, the master left them with these leftover words.
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"Shall I stay in the room across from him?" Fanny asked Andy as he started leading the way out of the east wing to another part of the house.
Now that she was walking, weakness had begun to take over her body and her head had begun to spin.
Fanny tripped on her legs a few times and quickly straightened up, but Andy still stopped to turn around and give her a stern look.
When he did, she still almost expected him to pull out his gun and kill her, but over the past few days, she'd learned that he was actually the least intimidating of them all.
Andy was the only one who stopped by regularly to check on her and Michel.
And even now he just stares at her and asks if she's okay.
Then she nodded, waiting for him to move on, he did.
Then he suddenly stopped and opened the door to a room. It was already dark by now but when he turned on the light, Fanny's mouth fell open in shock.
The bedroom is very large.
At least three times her size at home. But then again, she's already living in a tiny two-bed apartment with her dad, it's easy to get over that.
She looked around and saw the bed, taking up half the space in the room. A nightstand was placed on either side of the bed, and a matching wardrobe was to her left. In front of the bed was a bench with two pillows at either end.
There also seems to be a door which she guesses leads to an interconnected bathroom.
However, the best part is the beautiful setting, which overlooks the beautiful back garden. As Fanny stepped closer to the window and looked outside, a sudden feeling of disconnection overcame her and for a moment she felt completely confused.
How is it possible to find something so serene in a world fueled by violence, power, and cruelty?
It was a clear contradiction to her situation.
She is in a beautiful house, in this beautiful bedroom, but she is there against her will, surrounded by men she knows are in fact, murderers.
"Clean up and then I'll take you down to dinner. The closet has clothes for you." Andy's voice broke her thoughts.
Fanny turned and saw him standing in the doorway. His arms are crossed over his chest, muscles bulging.
There were so many questions she wanted to ask him, but she didn't know how.
So far, he hasn't given her any reason not to open up to her.
However, Fanny just doesn't know if she would cross any unseen boundaries if she asked him.
"Listen..." Andy began, immediately getting her attention when he didn't leave her alone in the room.
"I know others don't trust you yet. But don't worry, they will eventually."
"Others? Does that mean you do?" Fanny spoke hesitantly, hoping she wouldn't anger him by pointing this out.
Andy sighed heavily and licked his lips.
It was clear that he was debating with himself whether he should have allowed him to be transparent with her so soon.
"Look. I don't have anything against you. What you did to Michel..." Andy paused and swallowed.
It took a while for him to move on, but Fanny let him regroup, giving him the time he needed.
"I know it all seems confusing right now, but eventually you'll understand our family dynamics."
He was about to reach for the door and leave when her voice stopped him, making him turn to face her.
"Can't you help me get to know you guys more? I... I just... I'm afraid I'll make the wrong move and kill myself in this."
She saw the disbelief in his expression so Fanny stepped a little closer and begged.
"Please..."
Andy then gives up, sitting down on the bed as he goes into the details of who they are and what they've done - something Carlos only thinks about when he comes over to tell her he's not coming back.Andy tells her that it was Michel's father, Mr. Wallace, who convinced his best friend Mr. Simon - the father of Vengo and Charles - founded a family-run organization from the very beginning. They named their organization Black Roses.However, they are not the only family that has decided to protect themselves from others. At the same time, two other families - Davies and Wilson have established themselves in the underworld.And while they were powerful in themselves, they still couldn't compare to the strength that the Black Roses had displayed.So they agreed to work with the Black Roses.However, Michel's father knows that a simple peace treaty between the families will not prevent them from going behind their backs in the future, so he encourages stronger alliances.Alliances are hard
She looks terrible. Is she really standing in front of everyone with this appearance?Shaking her head, she entered the bathroom. The moment the warm water hit her, running down her naked body, warming the numbing sensation, she felt her tense muscles loosen.At first, her bruises itch and ache under the warm water, but after a few minutes, all she feels is warmth.Fanny took a deep breath as her body limped. Lifting her face up to the spray, she let the water pour down around her. It was a comforting feeling as she reached up, squeezed some shampoo in her palm, and began massaging it through her dirty hair.Bathing her body, she hoped that she still had enough time to get dressed. Fanny stepped out of the bathroom with wobbly legs and grabbed a towel from a nearby shelf.She quickly dried herself off and went to stand in front of the mirror. Yes, she looks much better.Her bruises don't appear so terrible. Her face was still pale but she didn't look as dangerous as before.Instead, h
Fanny didn't tell him that she still only had a rough idea of the layout of the mansion.When he was gone, however, she stood there staring at the opposite door, hesitant.Somehow, she felt strange walking into Michel's private bedroom, even though she had been with him and had taken care of him for four days straight.Pushing herself and taking a deep breath, she slowly lowered the doorknob and entered.If she thinks her room is big, this space is like a studio apartment.To one side, there's a lovely seating area with beautifully curved bookshelves that probably hold hundreds of books on either side of the currently lit fireplace, giving the room a soft glow. Another wall has a giant flat-screen TV with a shelf below it.The space also has huge French glass doors with thick silk curtains with a large balcony right behind.It's all decked out in gorgeous but expensive and rich fabrics, giving it a majestic yet laid-back vibe.When Fanny glanced to the other side of the room, she im
Taking a step forward, he saw her eyes peeking at him under her long lashes. She blinked, tears welling up as she approached, his gun still pointed at her.But as he approached, he slowly lowered the gun and glared at her menacingly. When he saw her scared, he felt his resolve drop.Fanny took a step back, making Michel immediately uncomfortable."Freeze."She flinched again making his heart beat faster in his chest.What's wrong with him?Michel couldn't explain how he felt when he looked at this girl.He wants to intimidate her, make her submit to him, and fear for her life.But when she really is, he's not happy either.Michel moved closer until their chests were almost touching causing her to just sob more in fear, hugging her body tighter and folding into hers, as if she were trying to hide from him. even in plain sight.Before Michel knew what he was doing, he brought his free hand to her face. Fanny didn't budge. Silent tears streamed down her cheeks and he touched one, stoppin
Maybe that's how she has to deal with every moment spent in his presence now.Simply think of him as her patient.And it's not like the ticking time bomb is going to be her personal grim reaper.Despite herself, Fanny quickly lists the items she needs, Carlos notes on his phone while he's halfway there.After that, Andy also rushed out, effectively leaving her alone with Michel.Pressing her lips together and swallowing to get rid of the strange feeling in her throat, Fanny approached the bed and stood in front of Michel, seeing him leaning back against the headboard, staring at her.It's just, staring at her like he's more than five seconds short of killing her.Fanny quickly averted her eyes from his penetrating gaze and focused on the task at hand, noticing that the front of his shirt was now covered in blood.Glancing around, she found the bathroom door and hurried inside to get a large towel.When she turned, she took a deep breath and reached under his shirt, trying to carefully
Somehow, he suddenly seemed different from her as he turned his head to look at her, his expression now exhausted.Michel then looked at Fanny in silence, only to see her continue her work in silence as she applied some more antibiotic ointment to the closed wound, then carefully applied a gauze pad."You need to slightly sit up again. I need to put the bandage on now." She explained.Again, Michel didn't say much as he tried to lift himself off the mattress.This time, however, he seemed to have more difficulty, clearly flinching from the sharp pain in his side, and immediately falling back onto the bed."Fanny," Michel whispered there, sounding exhausted but her name rolled out of his mouth as sweetly as if it had been laced with honey.Fanny's body immediately got goosebumps as she experienced a strange vibrating sensation in her stomach.His voice was deep and vibrated throughout her body."Fanny," Michel repeated.She hates to admit it, but somehow she doesn't hate the way her na
But then there are moments when she suddenly catches her feeling such an overwhelming attraction that it makes her downright scared.Up until now, Fanny was able to write these moments as 'having a stupid love' but now that he's been with her more, she's found it hard to ignore his hotness. Is it because she can't figure him out combined with his sexy looks makes her feel that way?Watching her for a few more seconds, his eyes following her slender figure from top to bottom, Michel decided to ask her what she was doing in his room again."What are you doing here?" Michel said as he walked in and stood there, inches away from her but still close enough for her to see the heat in his eyes as she turned to face him.He saw her jump in shock but quickly recovered as she spun around, her long black hair swooping around her in wavy curls.And Michel loved it. How easily she was startled, now standing there in a tight black dress that accentuated her body curves while her cheeks were dyed a
"How did you get into the warehouse? Who opened the door for you?"The man's body trembled with fear but he refused to answer.Michel looked up and motioned to Carlos.He let the man go and walked towards the table at the far end of the room, only to return with a knife in hand. Michel smiled almost maliciously and leaned back in his chair, arms crossed over his chest."Enjoy," Michel said, nodding at Carlos.As Carlos began to act, the man's screams filled the room. Blood dripped all over the floor, but Michel kept staring at him the whole time. When the man passed out, Michel raised his hand.Carlos immediately stopped his torture actions.Leaning forward once more, Michel asked again."Want to talk now?"The man glared at him, nostrils flaring.Carlos leaned forward and punched the man."Show respect." He spat at the man."I'll ask one last time. Want to talk now?" Michel said menacingly as he took the man's face in his hand.His fingers pressed hard against the man's cheek until b