He had enough of that damn place. After concluding one of his usual business, Kazuya Mishima sat comfortably on the couch, looking at the ballroom and the people in it with a contemptuous air. Beautiful women approached him in the meantime, with the intention of seducing him every time he was there, but his frown was a sign of clear refusal to such useless frivolity...none of that really mattered to him.

Well, maybe because none of them really piqued his interest. And yet, his two-toned eyes scanned that place as if was the first time, until they settled on a blood-red skirt; compared to the other nights, what made the difference now was the face of that brunette girl sitting at the counter, without any company.

Kazuya narrowed his eyes at that unusual picture, noting her thoughtful expression while drinking a simple fruit smoothie and just this once, he wondered why such a woman was in such a place...not to mention the gazes around her, the man had noticed he wasn't the only one looking at her and this seemed to annoy him quite a bit.

He hated sharing things.

Anyway, he was about to look away when something unexpected happened right there...a few moments later, he saw the same girl with the red dress approaching a group of guys, talking to them and then forcing one of them to his knees with just a quick move of her body.

Despite the music and the shouting in there, Kazuya perfectly heard the groans of pain caused by your action and just stayed to enjoy the show a little longer, without lifting a finger.

And that was when he met her eyes, which stared wide open at him for a few seconds before breaking eye contact. At that point, Kazuya called the man in black on his right.

«The red one. Bring here.»

The other nodded and headed for the young target without asking questions.

• ● •

The evening was heating up and it wasn't just for the presence of so many people. You started sweating like you were running out of breath and those guys were literally surrounding you to not let you go...as you thought, you made a mistake in intervening of your own free will.

«You'll never sleep again at night, I assure you.» With the pain still in his wrist, the whiny thug closed the distance between him and you, which caused you to bump into someone's back «Hey, don't try to escape now—!»

This time, his wrist was gripped by a broad, gloved palm as he attempted to punch you across the face, thus returning to cry again in pain. You didn't understand what was going on, but clearly heard the mysterious man address you in a polite tone.

«Would you be so kind to follow me elsewhere, miss?»

You didn't expect such treatment, but you took the opportunity to get out of there, leaving the assholes speechless.

«Wait, where are you taking me?»

There, he left you the business card which reflected the sender's name, before taking you in a darker area and in front of the same man with whom you had crossed damn eyes.

«Oh shit.»

You hadn't said that out loud, fortunately, but panic had clouded your mind for some while, as Kazuya Mishima rested an arm on the sofa, spying you up and down in silence.

«Sit down.»

Suddenly, his baritone voice made you tremble internally and just sat in the farthest chair, without saying a word. Any misstep and he would have killed you right there, you thought...

«What should I do now...»

His constant stare was already tiring you, even if it was your goal to get in touch with him, you didn't expect it to happen so quickly and for no apparent reason.

Now you were afraid that he had discovered you. But then, you remembered Nina's words and acted accordingly.

«Sir, I don't even know you, I'm just–»

«Mr. Mishima hasn't authorized you to speak.» The same man who had brought you there spoke harshly to you, under the amused expression of their boss.

There, Kazuya motioned for a woman to pour a bottle of bubbly into two empty glasses, one of which was specially prepared for you.

«I'm sorry, but I don't drink–»

«I seem to remember you doing that...»

You took a deep breath, you couldn't understand the reason for that weird behavior and just sipped inside the glass with your lips, surprisingly leaving a pleasant taste in your mouth.

«Thank you.» Kazuya kept looking at you with eyes which seemed magnetic «But there was no need to bother yourself–»

«You talk too much to be someone who was spending the night alone.» The well-dressed man interrupted you as set his glass down, on the table between you, definitely he was spying on your every move.

«Well...I was waiting for someone, but didn't show up.» You faked a story to make sense of your presence there «I was waiting this date for a long time, but I think I have to leave now...»

You were about to do that when his arm stopped you from doing so.

«Extend in my name.»

Suddenly, Kazuya made an order to the only woman in the group and she just nodded, eyeing you for a moment before walking away. Everything was happening before your eyes and yet, you couldn't keep up with him.

«Why a man like you should care about this, I think other women would be happy–»

«As I said, you talk too much.»

Seriously, you were starting to dislike his constant blocks and after that, he rested his elbows on his knees, leaning in your direction; you decided to stay silent, being hostile didn't work with him at all, in fact that seemed to have the opposite effect.

«What's your name?» He asked in a very low tone and of all the questions he could ask you, he chose this one.

«Reira. Reira Lilai.» You said in a composed manner and finally, the air around seemed lighter. You just hoped the man in your front wasn't suspicious of anything.

«I guess you already know who I am...» He insinuated looking at you and there, you noticed his left eye was a different color from the other one, shining with such intensity.

Why were you stuck staring at it like you were hypnotized??

«A good customer of this place, I suppose.» You answered his question as swung the glass you were still holding, it helped you ease the tension in a way «And a good womanizer too...how many women have sat here tonight?»

Again, the big man chuckled to himself as if that amused him, from the information you had collected from Nina about him, it wasn't something you expected, not from a heartless man like him...

«You are the first one to bore me.»

That night, every word which came out of Kazuya's mouth seemed to surprise you, taking an unexpected and different turn from what you had thought; anyway, you still didn't understand why was your fault, maybe it was his way of making you spit the truth out...whatever it was, time passed so quickly and still, you couldn't get any valuable information.

«I have to go, women's needs call me.» You demanded standing up and this time, no one stopped you from doing that. Kazuya watched you until you disappeared from his sight and after that, he called the charming woman beside him.

«Find out who this Reira Lilai is.»

Anna Williams memorized his message clearly as she backed away into the darkness, surely a new toy had caught her boss's interest and all she had to do was gather information about the mysterious girl.

«Said done, sir.»

• ● •

You were in the ladies' room in the meantime - for real of course, but now that you were done you weren't ready to go back out there, back to Kazuya. It was still the beginning and you had no intention of letting yourself be discovered yet, so you had to think of a diversion.

«Think of something Y/n!»

Until you saw the solution in the mirror reflection, on the wall behind you. The fire alarm button was stationed there, no doubt if you pressed it chaos would break out inside the club...the idea of ​​wetting "Mister Evil Eye" wasn't so bad after all and so, you did by pressing the button.

The sound was so loud it was dizzying and soon, the screams and total darkness caused panic throughout the ballroom. You looked around and people were running back and forth, as water fell over their heads.

A perfect time to escape.

You didn't make any eye contact and once you were outside, a familiar black car stopped right in front of you.

«Come in.» Nina's face appeared from beyond the window and you did as she said, opening the passenger door to go inside «I assume this is your doing, right?»

«I had no other choice.» You justified yourself as you buckled on your belt and brushed the damp hair of the wig out of your face «And that woman...she looked as if she didn't trust me, a little longer and that man would find out everything!»

The blonde woman knew very well who you were referring to, but she didn't dare tell you anything about it and kept looking at the street, through her black glasses.

«I won't always be there to save your skin, try to keep control of the situation next time.» She said in a serious tone and you couldn't blame her, you had acted on instinct «You know what's going to happen...from now on, you'll have to be ready for anything, understood Y/n?»

You looked at the woman for a while before looking away. Apparently, nobody seemed to follow you, even when you got back to your house; you took off the mask you were wearing to take a shower and jump into bed, without eating anything.

Then, you took the business card, silently reading the name written above it thousands of times in your head, before closing your eyes, along with that hostile face...the day of revenge was getting closer and next time, you had to bait Kazuya Mishima into your trap...

Or that was what you were hoping to be able to do.