DEATH IS THE ONLY JUSTICE
ZARYA'S POV
A smirk was formed on Caspian's lips. Trace tilted his head, examining my feature while Bram shook his head.
"You can't take their play…" Bram narrowed his eyes, his cool aura was there. He folded his white long sleeves polo from the wrist to the elbow. "Our play rather."
"Why not? I badly need money and一"
"No." Bram moved his head from left to right.
"Why decision for her?" Caspian wrapped his big muscular arm on my shoulder.
"Don't touch her." Bram immediately stood up, hurried towards him, and grabbed his collar which made me startle.
Does he care for me?
"When I said don't touch her, remove your ass or I'll cut your shoulder!" I could see the gritting on his teeth.
Oh? Seems like I created a fire in their friendship? I liked what I was seeing.
I just liked to seduce them and when they agreed, I would kill them the same night in the same room. The mission was completed. However, I had no knowledge of why is Bram acting strange? He was shielding me from his friend, his father, or even the people who would harm me.
Why?
"Easy." Caspian slowly eased his touch on his collar. "Do you want to own her alone? Then, do it."
"You're just acting like that when you love a person. Just like with your dead girlfriend, Sheylla." Trace moved the chess as if he did not care as the tension started to be burned.
"Easy, Bram Jenkins. I won't fuck Zarry if you don't want to." Caspian tapped his shoulder. "Your head is as heat as the boiling water. One hundred degrees celsius."
Bram lowered his madness when he threw him. "Get out of my office."
Trace stood up from where he was sitting. When his eyes landed on me. He winked as if he was teasing me. "We'll come back when your head is low temperature."
"Same thing." Caspian glanced at me with his upper corner lips. He walked backward as his lips were stretched.
"Go to hell!" Bram threw them the papers. He had anger management. He came back to his table with a frowned expression. I gave him a minute to pass his bad mood before I talked to him.
"Sir, do you want coffee?"
He looked up at me, his jaw had clenched as his eyes were burning in fire. I moved one step backward. My chest was covered with nervousness.
"What are you? A whore?" he was panting in anger. He settled up, moving to me little by little. I walked backward as I was holding the air inside my lungs. I moved and moved until the table touched my back.
"Ouch." I held my back and winced. His expression changed into a tamed lion.
"You hurt?"
"A little." I massaged the upper back portion of my body. Surely, it would create a purple color. I felt the stinging sensation.
"Sit." He dragged the swivel chair and looked at me intimately.
No way! Does he have affection for me?
The truth was, I never found any harm to him, except he was killing when he was mad. Possibly, he would not kill me. Sometimes, he was like a volcano, explosion automatically occur when he reached his limits. I have never seen him perverting other women by just a look. Unlike Trace and Caspian, they looked at ladies as if they would rip their clothes.
What is the deep information I should know about his life? Or is there something I need to know? Perhaps, he does not need to sentence to death.
I glanced at him for so long, tracing the manly shape of his face, his nose, his lips. He looked familiar.
I heard his low sigh as he averted his look. "You can off tomorrow or you can join me with my sister's grave."
"I like to be with you at the grave."
He seemed surprised, but it immediately went away. "I have nowhere to go."
"Your father?"
"We're just visiting at the grave, right? We won't take long?"
I saw his adam's apple move down and up. "Hmm."
"Count on me."
When I got home the same day, Hali was not at my apartment. When I asked Colden, he said he was with Seraphina, taking her to the different places of the Human World. Khal and Froy were still at the hospital. No one was watching over me, except Colden.
I could not sleep the night which was why I watched a romantic movie on the couch with Colden.
"Midnight snack?" He brought me a popcorn, putting it on the center table.
"Thanks." I grabbed pieces of it and chewed them.
"How's the office?"
"Nothing happened. No much information." I answered while the cheese favored popcorn was inside my mouth.
"Hali shouldn't risk your life for that."
"It's my choice."
"Until when will be you become his slave?" There was no sign of irritation in his tone, just pure asking.
"I left no option."
"You have always an option…" He whispered the next line. "Me."
I sealed my mouth. If only I met Colden first at least I was now stepping towards my revenge on the enemy, but sadly, Colden did not want to hurt people. He was not a good warrior, he was a kind king who would love peace rather than war.
"I must be a warrior on my own."
"And giving your body to Hali makes you a warrior?"
"No, not that thing." I breathe in and out. "His training."
"I hate it, but I can't hate him. He's my brother." Colden held pieces of popcorn and fit them into his mouth. I noticed his eyebags.
Does he not sleep during the night?
"Why do you have a black circle under your eyes?"
"You're always asking. You know why… I can't sleep because my monster will wake up."
I nodded my head slightly. He had a chain in the evening. I developed a pity for him.
"I thought being a royal is equal to having all you want." I grabbed a coke in a can and rank it. The sweetness and acid crawled to my throat.
"Being a royal is like living in hell. All people look at you with perfection... It's bad to commit mistakes. It's prohibited to love who you want. It's not allowed to be friends with low born and others." He drank the coke in the can. "It's a curse to be a coward like me."
"You are not a coward. It's just your perception is different." I leaned my back on the headboard of the sofa. "You can view the things that other persons can't."
He leaned his back to the headboard, too. "Fighting isn't the solution for everything… Brutality can't create a peaceful world, it's just burning the degree of hatred and chaos. Death after death, a cycle of blood drip mixed on the soil. That's not the world I want."
A small smile was formed on my lips. King Ice had a different view of the world, opposite to mine. "I agreed, but when you experienced what I have been through." I stared directly into his eyes as my jaw tightened. "Death is the only justice, the key for revenge, and the fill to my heart."