Chapter 40: Naughty Dare

~Tricia

I squeezed the glass I was holding tightly to keep myself from attacking him, remembering what Seth had told me. I really want to kill him right now, but I can't risk it.

Not now, not in this place. I frowned as I noticed that he, too, was wearing a mask that covered only half of his face. I swear, if I didn't know any better, I would have thought it was my Dad standing in front of me. He had the same body and height though only from his eyes above are not hidden I can't deny the fact that they had similarities.

"Are you okay?" He snapped at me with fake concern tone. I hadn't realized I was staring at him.

Relax, Tricia. He recognizes you even if you're pretending to be your twin. Remember, he was only playing with you. Don't let him get under your skin right now. Just keep your cool. Don't let him win this round. I reminded myself of this. I take a deep breath and let the game begin.

"Yes, I'm fine." I responded cheerfully.

"Have we ever met? You seem so to be familiar." He asks innocently, continuing with the game.

"Yes, you do seem very to be familiar. Maybe we've met before, ten years ago, if I'm not mistaken." I smirked, my eyes batting.

"Really? That had to be a long time, didn't it? There must have been a lot of changes." I can tell he's smirking too, by the way his eyes squint a little.

"As far as I remember, not much. My name is Tricia, by the way." I said, thrusting my hands towards him, and he looked down and reluctantly took it. Yeah that's it, very good.

"You may address me as Master L." He formally introduces himself. Yuck! I'm not going to call him master.

"Can I call you Mr. L instead? I'm not quite comfortable calling you master." I honestly said, though, I really want to call him Bastard.

"Of course, you can." He chuckled.

"You bastard!" He abruptly let go of my hand and cast a furious look down at me.

"What did you call me?" He spit on me.

"Oh no, not you, my fiancée." I denied quickly, pointing to Seth's exiting image.

He sighed and nodded, though I could see on his face that he was enraged and his body was slightly trembling.

Gotcha! I mentally applaud myself on my victory. Why does he despise being called that? I remember how infuriated he was when I called him a bastard the day he called.

"I'd better get going, Mr. L. Nice to see you again." I said nicely and walked back to where Miette and Jaffy were sitting.

I can still sense him staring at me. I smirk, I may not have killed you, but I succeeded in pissing you off.

The day flew by faster than I had anticipated. Miette and Jaffy drove me back to Hill University first because I had left my car there, and then I drove home.

I also texted Kiro that I couldn't go to my pad right now because I had something important to attend to. Want to know what it is? I'm going to the Villa Samonte Mafia's main headquarters. I know that even if Cheska died, her father would not stop running his mafia for even a short time. That's how committed they are to their work.

After seeing Mr. Villa Samonte conversing with that bastard, I'm presuming he knows something about what he's planning to do. I didn't get enough information from Henna last time, so maybe this time I'll get some from him.

When I got home I immediately went to my secret basement leaving the entrance open. I know no one will enter my room without my permission.

I made sure I had everything I needed for tonight. I can't expect them to give me a warm welcome when I arrive, especially since I killed their boss's daughter. Let alone a mafia heiress.

I was busy polishing my kunai, daggers, guns, and shuriken, when someone spoke so suddenly behind me.

"Nice place for hiding." I almost jumped back to the table top but my reflexes overtook me.

Without a second thought, I hurled three shuriken that I was holding in his direction, but he easily dodged them all.

Fuck! When did he arrive?

"It was also a nice way to receive a greeting from my beloved fiancée." Why does he always to be this sneaky?

"Fuck Seth! How do you get here?" I asked still haven't get over from his sudden appearance.

"I just followed you. From what you did earlier I know that you would do something."

What?! Is he some sort of psychic?

"Yes, you're right. I'm going to the mafia's main headquarters in Villa Samonte. Now you know, you can get your ass out of here now." I confess as I walked to my closet, slightly bumping my arm against his.

It's pointless not to tell the truth. For all I know, he'll keep pestering me about it.

I can't believe this guy, is he a stalker? He appears unpredictably just when I am about to do something.

While murmuring to myself about how Seth is gradually getting on my nerves, I quickly change into Violet's attire. I was dressed in black leather shorts, a white crop top, wedge ankle boots, and my black hooded cloak. After getting dressed, I went straight out of my walk-in closet, thinking Seth had left. Since this jerk had persisting blood, he remained standing where I had left him earlier.

When he heard the door crack open, he immediately turned around to face me. He just stared at me for a moment before averting his gaze. I smirk at his reaction, he's affected from the way I look. How cute.

"I'm going with you."

"Hell no!”

Hah! I'm not going to let him tag along with me.

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I sat uncomfortably inside the car, huffing and still irritated by what had happened. And the jerk with whom I am with, was having a good time driving.

Yes, you're right, Seth is with me.

He won after a long hour of arguing. However, he told me that he will not interfere with what I intend to do. He said he'll just drive me back and forth to make sure I'm still alive and kicking.

Like hello? I'd done this hundreds of times alone, and yet here I was, unscathed.

Out of boredom on the way to our destination, a nefarious thought occurred to my precious mind. I cast a glance at Seth, who is concentrating on the road. I looked out the window and estimated that we were traveling at 200kph. Not bad, but my lovely car has a top speed of 400kph, so why won't push it that far?

"Seth, how good are you at driving?" I asked out of the blue, and he looked at me for a moment before returning his gaze to the road. In response to my sudden question, I can see his brow furrow in confusion, but he answered it anyway.

"Excellent."

"Are you sure?" I asked, grinning, and he hummed in response.

"Can we go any faster? I mean full speed." I pondered while a devious thought ran through my mind.

"Is that a dare?" He asked, as if he already knew what I was going to do.

"Hmmm, yes. I'm just going to put your excellent driving skills to the test."

"Fine, call." My grin broadened as he accelerated the car to full speed.

A smirk forms on his lips as he realizes I'm finished.

"Are you satisfied?" He mused proudly.

"No, we haven't reached the best part yet." I innocently said, he look confused from my words. He was about to say something when I shifted from my seat into his lap. He tensed up, and I felt the car zigzag a little, but it quickly returned to its normal position.

"What the hell are you doing?" He growls at my ear since I'm straddling him now and my face is only inches away from him, but I tilt my head a little so he can still see the road.

I frowned at him as I felt the car slow down.

"Oh come on speed up! I'm just going to test your driving skills." I hear him take a deep breath before speeding up.

"You're going to get us both killed." I chuckled like a hyena as he mumbled.

"Shhh, I trust you baby." I said seductively, kissing his jaw all the way to his lips.

He cursed under his breath, but he just remained there and let me do what I want to do.

His eyes are still fixed on the road, but his jaw clenches, preventing himself from kissing me back. When naughtiness struck me, I smiled and softly bit his lower lip. Satisfied when he let out a throaty moan. I pull my lips away from his and plant wet kisses on his neck.

Which elicited a throaty growl and cursing my name under his breath.

I know I'm killing him on the inside. I can sense him gripping the steering wheel tightly, as if his life depended on it.

He softly moans as my hand slides down from his chest, trailing to his abs and to the hem of his shirt.

Uh oh, someone has awoken, and I can already feel his member hardening from what I'm doing.

I know he's trying hard not to moan, but I hardly suck his neck, which could leave a love bite, and my hand finds its way inside his shirt.

My grin widened! That's when he lost it!

Seth slammed the brake so hard that I jerked, but he quickly caught me on my back so that me and Mr. Windshield wouldn't collide, even though my back lightly hit the steering wheel.

"You'll never learn how to lightly step on the damn brake." I said though I never thought that my voice would go husky.

"You're going to be the death of me woman." He said between his rigid breath, I was about to get up but he gripped my hips tightly and the next thing I know his lips crashed on me.