They changed my clothes too.
I felt the need to go to the bathroom, I tried getting up but failed miserably. I still have bandages in head, stomach and small bruises around my body.
I recollected all of my strength raising up. I seated on the soft mattress releasing a deep sigh.
"Life is unfair" I mumbled in the air.
I once again roamed my eyes around the place feeling a bit anxious of my environment. I don't want someone watching me here or even everywhere doing my personal things.
I've got no privacy!
After few minutes of staring at nowhere, I decided to go to the comfort room. I walked limping due to the stomach wounds I got in the accident.
After few hoCallixta POV I woke up again to the gentle caress of my hair. I turn around to see who it is, but no one is by my side. Not only that, I roamed my eyes across the room, and there I saw a shadow near the window. Furthermore, I get out of bed to forage for something that can protect me. I was holding a vase and was about to hit the shadow, but suddenly, he grabbed my wrist. “W-who are you?” I questioned him. “What are you doing ?! Fuck! Let go of that. ” he shouted at me. But I kept holding on to the flower vase, after all I preferred not to trust again. “What do you need from me?” I ask him again. But it was as if he heard nothing and just stayed where he was. I could see his handsome face, so I couldn't help but stare at it. “Stop staring”, he said with emphasis. I took my eyes off his face and just turned to the window. He took the vase in my hand and placed it on the
Greyson POV I parked my car in the garage and got off. I glanced at my wristwatch to check the time and said it was five o'clock in the afternoon. One of my earliest homecomings. I immediatelywent in as I took off the coat and placed it on the couch. “Where's Callixta? Is her training already over?” I asked to one of my maids. “Don, they are still in the fitness gym until now”, she replied, bowing. I raised an eyebrow at what she said. I only gave Dan until four o'clock to train her for weeks, he was my best trainer underground. He was one of the senior officers of the training ground I held.
Callixta Pov"We have different types of guns but these are all the most popular one. We have rifles, shotguns, handguns, revolvers, pistols and machine guns." Chandler pointed all the guns he mentioned."What do you prefer to use?" he added.I looked at the guns and examined them carefully. Everything is polished and arranged well with safety measures."I prefer handguns, and I want this one", I choose while stroking it."Nice choice. That's Smith & Wesson .44 Magnum, a 9mm hand caliber which you can shoot at nice range. Many considered that as light to carry, accurate and most powerful." He explained while walking towards me. He picked the gun and started explaining more.
Callixta PovWeeks had passed, and my trainings are getting harder,, especially in combat. I’m also focusing on controlling my emotions, which according to Dan can be detrimental to me. I also need to change the way I look at other people. Before, I used to see goodness in other people, but not all goodness prevails in their hearts. That others are exploitative, like Tita Medly and Tito Arc. Yes! I call them tito and tita now, besides they aren't my real parents. And about my wish to Grayson about getting their money, I still have no news. Maybe that Blast was just fooling me, and he really had no intention of fulfilling my request. I heaved a deep sigh. It seems like lately I’ve been so innocent and barely able to hold a gun, unlike now that I’m accustomed to using any weapons. They also taught me how to make explosive bombs. How to hack computers, and what they called &ldq
Callixta POVThe car stopped in a luxurious building that you wouldn’t consider a bar. It has 3 floors. Awesome music can be heard from afar.Before I could open the car to get out, Greyson had already opened it. He stretched his arm to reach the car door with his hand.“Thank you”, I said while adjusting my dress.“Stick to our plan”, he reminded. I just nodded in response. I got out of the car and took a deep breath.“You can do this, Callista!” I cheer myself up.I walked to the back of the bar to enter the staff room. This is also where the staffs pass and work in this bar. We had a
Blast POV“Fuck it! Come inside! Save Callixta, no matter what happens! Save everyone in our group! Tell Dan to send back up immediately” I shouted at them. I took the machine gun in the back of the car and entered the bar. I can't contain my anger anymore and fire my gun on the second floor. People ran and shouted. I can't explain the adrenaline rush that joined me. All I know is I need to save Callixta. I took the stairs because I knew there were many men waiting in the elevator.“Marcus, get back up. Call Dan immediately!” I said on them. Two of my men followed behind me. I shoot the men in the stairs one by one. There are some of my men shooting enemies in the building. I also saw a few lying on the floor.“Marcus, can you hear me? Are they still fucking in the penthouse?!? I asked
Callixta PovI went outof the room to drink water in the kitchen. I found Maria while preparing food for lunch. It was noon before I left the room.“Hi, Maria.” I wave, walking to the refrigerator to get water.“Hello Ma'am, how are you?” she asked with worry.“I'm fine, I felt a little off, but I can manage it.” I sparingly smiled at her before pouring water into the glass and gulping it down.“What are you cooking, maybe I can help”, I asked curiously placing back the water. The smell is delicious and appetizing. My stomach rumbled because of it. We both laughed while in front of what she was cooking.
Nica appeared in my room again holding a bunch of dresses. She never gave up encouraging me to come and wear a piece of silk. It was a black sleeveless midthigh dress. I chose this dress even though she keeps insisting of the other revealing dresses she has. In the end, I won by using Stewart's name. I tried Greyson's, but she only persistently made me wear it. So, I tried another way to convince her, ending up that she has a crush on Stewart.“Do you think I'm overdressed?” I asked thrice this evening.“No, of course not!” shaking her head. I glanced at my reflection in the mirror. I can see a different woman dressed like a seducer. She's gorgeous wearing a black dress fitting her curves. The dress has a slit in the lining, revealing her long thigh. The upper part of the dress is a sleeveless that has a low cut in its neck. Her breasts