Since all you guys have been missing Kielle,
i decided to give you guys a gift
😘

===== Chapter 21 [ Part 1 ] =====

"No, don't."

Just before the man can reveal the gun out in the open air and aim it at the head of his target, he felt someone touch his arm. The contact instantly making him freeze, and all his thoughts earlier vaporize.

Emerald green eyes quickly snap at the perpetrator's; and when he sees those familiar blue eyes, his body tenses even more.

Without even uttering a word, he quickly shakes her hand off and hastily distances himself from her. Chaos wasn't even mad that he was interrupted with his job. Instead, he looked almost seemingly desperate in his own movements as he provided a huge space between them.

Peach doesn't care about that.

She's not here about Chaos anyways; she's here because of someone else. So holding no hesitation in her poise, she went straight to the point. "You're here for (Y/N), right?" she asks.

Her tone of voice sounds almost cold and indifferent; but if one were to listen closely, the tinge of affection can be still slightly deciphered as she mentioned her dear former friend.

There is also sadness in her gaze.

Longing, even.

Chaos doesn't dare betray any words.

She presses her lips for a second, but she already knows the answer. The man is here because of Alessio— serving the role of being a gun who would protect (Y/N) from any looming danger.

Peach sighs.

Unconsciously, her gaze drifts to her phone.

A notification pops up, lighting up the black screen. A photo of you and her smiling for the camera enters her vision, and her bright blue eyes almost tears up from the sweet distant memory.

She lets out a painful laugh.

"You..."

Peach shuts her phone as she focuses on the man before her again, remembering again why she's here in the first place. Oh yes right. You were being harrassed, and your supposed protector had done nothing about it.

She gives him a bitter gaze as she finally puts in her word, "You better do your job more properly, Chaos. Don't ever let her get harmed."

Chaos steps back, quietly.

Her gaze darkens. "You wouldn't like me to tell you on your boss, right?" An ominous hint of threat linger behind her statement.

When the man doesn't reply, she bitterly laughs again before eventually leaving him alone.

Chaos, on the other hand, never looked away from her figure, only dropping it once she completely disappeared from his line of sight.

His gaze then falls on his right hand.

It was trembling.

[ Time Skip ]

Throughout the day, you were being followed by Chaos closely. Other than the fact that you weren't aware of that knowledge, it's nothing strange and concerning really.

Although Chaos is dangerous, there's nothing to fear in your part. After all, he had been secretly protecting you from the side-lines since the moment Alessio gave him that responsibility. However, while the young man seems to be a capable protector, there's also a flaw to note from him.

And that is,

He has serious case of gynophobia.

He is scared of women.

Like, real scared.

That's why he cannot protect you from those bitches because he couldn't. Chaos can only watch you being harrassed by the ladies while he stands frozen in his place. Maybe this is one of the very reasons why Alessio chose him to watch over you.

That sly bastard...

Dante curses.

The illegal transaction between the two organizations is finally over. When the other group left the establishment that they have reserved for this meeting, Alessio sharply turns to the other subordinates.

Only one gaze, and they leave quite obediently.

Well, except for Dante.

"Dante," he warns, and the blonde haired man just sits down on the table like he's the one who's more superior than Alessio.

Those silver eyes darken as he observes this impudent action of his inferior, but Dante does not simply give a fuck. Clearly his attitude to Alessio has worsened from the past few weeks.

Before, Dante Luchyes has been a loyal dog to Alessio in the past to the point that he will do everything just to please him; but now, it's different.

Whenever he's given the opportunity, Dante will annoy his Boss. Sometimes, disobeying him.

It's like...

he doesn't simply respect Alessio anymore.

"When the fuck can we go back?!" Dante whines as he looks at his phone.

No signal...

He growls as he slams his phone on the table.

"This is simply boring as hell. I hate school, but I'll rather be school than do this. That Chaos should be the one assisting you here. Not me! That Chaos... I swear he can't protect (Y/N)—" Dante runs a hand across his blonde hair.

Alessio, in response, murmurs, "(Y/N)."

Alessio's dark aura surrounding him suddenly vanishes upon hearing your name from Dante.

He dearly terribly misses you already. Although he doesn't want to leave you, he has to. His father's position will be empty for awhile, so he has to occupy it in the meantime. Fortunately, his substitution won't take that long anymore since his parents would be back in one of these days.

Dante rolls his eyes at his Boss.

"If you really do like (Y/N), then why the fuck are you willing to leave an incompetent guy by her side?!! You should have chosen me! That wimp can't even dare put his hand on a girl."

Alessio's meaningful gaze fades; and he glowers at the blonde haired guy, indirectly ordering him with his gaze to quiet. Dante, however, continues to babble; so it doesn't take that long for Alessio to pull out his gun and shoot. The click of trigger is heard, and the damn bullet swooshes past his face.

"What the fuc—"

Before Dante can even finish his reaction, the heartless Alessio punches him across his face, making the blonde-haired man put his hands over his nose while collapsing hard on the floor.

A groan escapes his lips as he rubs his hands on the sticky sensation he felt trickling over his skin.

When Dante turns his gaze to his hands, he sees his own blood. His oceanic-blue eyes widen, and he turns his attention to Alessio.

As always, his silver eyes are devoid of any emotions.

Never apologetic. Never caring.

Anger courses through his system, and the adoration he feels for Alessio from before is just gone— like that has only been a phase, and his eyes are finally opened to the truth.

This guy may have saved him before.. He may be powerful, but that is all to it. No matter what he does to please Alessio, he would never simply care.

"Fuck you!" Dante screams in all honesty.

"..."

Alessio only blankly stares at him.

The blood does not faze him— not at all— when he's already used to seeing it since he's a child.

He only leaves the room when some other subordinate of his calls for his attention.

Dante is left behind, resentfully chuckling for his idiocy. Blood staining his face more as he aggressively wipes those damn tears away.

You're right, Kielle...

You're absolutely fucking right.