"Argh! Lorenzo!" Joanna hiss. "Why are you always coming out of thin air to spoil my fun?"He holds her right hand firmly, that's the only way he knows that he will be able to keep her down. "Enough, Joanna." He tells her calmly. Ashley is just recovering. She is massaging blood back into her neck, she is looking at Joanna with anger in her eyes. "You assassin!" She points in rage. "You think you can assault me in public and get away with it?!" Joanna bites down her lip as she struggles to get her hand off the grip of Lorenzo. Lorenzo doesn't let go, not even for a second. He knows that if he leaves her, she is going to hurt that girl. "Please, please, please," she begs. "I won't hurt her too much, I'll only gouge one of her eyes out." "That's not going to happen, Joanna." He refuses. He turns to Ashley. "And you, leave. You should learn to control your mouth in public, she would have easily hurt you if I wasn't here." Those words send sense into Ashley's brain for the first
Matilda finds herself standing in front of Christian Webster's house. For a second she wants to turn her back and leave. She wants to get into her car and step on the gas and she won't look back until she is far away from her. She pities Christian, even though she is supposed to be cold-hearted by the nature of her job. She feels that Christian doesn't deserve to be treated like this. He might be an investigator that she is trying to outsmart, but now she feels sorry because she thinks he is falling for her for real. Imagine the look on his face when he finds out that she has played him. He is going to be disappointed so much. Even with that bad feeling in her gut, she still rings the bell and waits for him to come and answer. Perhaps he is not at home, perhaps he has gone out to meet with his secret employers. She sighs as she turns around, but to her greatest surprise, the door clicks open. Christian is standing before her with the doorknob in his hand. "Joanna? I wasn't ex
. That's one thing that no one was expecting in the room. Silence hangs so thickly in the air that the place seems like a graveyard. "I beg your pardon?" Joanna asks. "Angus and I should get married." She suggests again. "I know it's crazy, but it's going to work." "Damn, you are even crazier than Ashley," Joanna says. "What in God's name are we talking about?" "Yeah, boss, what are you talking about?" Angus asks. "I will explain it." Matilda adjusts herself on her seat. "Ashley is only coming around because she is sure that Angus is single. If Angus and I pretend to be together and get the court to give us a certificate, we can get her off our back." "And what next?" Joanna asks. "You guys are going to be married forever?" "No." Matilda snorts. "We can file for divorce in maybe three months, Ashley would have moved on by then." Joanna and Angus can't say that this is not a brilliant plan, it is. Joanna looks at Angus, it's like they can read each other's mind. She shakes he
The inevitable finally happens, Angus' grandfather finally found out about the marriage. The truth is that Angus knows that he isn't going to keep it from them forever, but he didn't expect for his grandfather to find out so soon. Lorenzo came by the house. He bowed to Angus in greeting and then told him that he had been summoned by his grandfather. Thank God that Matilda was still asleep, she would have seen it. So Angus prepares and drives to his grandfather's house. Lorenzo isn't outside to lead him inside. Even the servants seem to have disappeared into the thin air. Angus walks into the house and goes upstairs, into his grandfather's favorite sitting room. No one is there, Angus is starting to wonder what's going on. He looks up and sees Lorenzo coming down the stairs. "Welcome, young master." He bows again. "The master is up in his study with the Mistress, they will be waiting for you there." Oh, great. His mother has been involved in the matter. He knows that she has
Joanna is back at Christian's place. They are making out on his couch, he is on top of her and their lips are interlocked. After kissing for a few minutes, they stop and just stare deep into each other's eyes. "So, what do you think?" He asks her, touching her hair fondly. "What I think?" She traces imaginary lines in his chest. "Yes." He finally told her his secret –well, it's not a secret since she already knows. He told her that he was here on a mission, he told her that he was looking for Mister Randolf's heir and that he believes the grandson was still alive. She agreed to try to find out the truth, but what she has been doing is deviating his mind. He isn't even considering Angus, it's normal given that Angus gives the appearance of a poor person. He believes that since Angus, Joanna ( and her fake cousin, Lorenzo) work for the Randolf family, he will be able to get his answers. Joanna assumes a sitting position and picks up her glass of wine. "I really think that the
Joanna goes back home and spends the next hour drowning herself in whiskey and smoking. She sits alone in her bedroom, legs crossed like a monk, and she smokes and drinks straight from the bottle. She drinks till her vision becomes hazy, her lips too heavy to touch together. She wishes that she can come up with a plan, one in which she can call Christian right now and tell him to end his pursuit before it ends him. His father is a fucking millionaire for Christ's sake, why is he doing such dangerous work?Each time she looks at his innocent face, she feels like her heart is tearing apart from him. She has gone on missions before, she has killed a lot of men for her master, but Christian is just different. She doesn't want to hurt him, she also doesn't want anyone to hurt him too– someone like Lorenzo. Christian doesn't deserve to be in the middle of this, he is too naive. After she is done emptying the bottle of whisky, and the cigarette has been burnt to a stump, she crushes
When they finally break the news to Christian, his face first screws with distrust and he bursts into wicked laughter. "You are trying to tell me that you are the grandson that everyone thinks is dead? That you, Angus, are the one I have been busting my ass around, looking for?" Angus blows out a sigh from his mouth. What he doesn't have is the patience to try to convince this man otherwise. "Christian, he is telling the truth." Joanna urges him. "Why do you think that I got with you? It was to distract you from even coming close to the truth." Christian shakes his head even before she is done talking. He doesn't want to believe it, he doesn't want it, but someone, in the back of his head, knows that it's the truth. Joanna sees him trying to process it and she comes closer to him, but he shoots her a glare. "Don't even think of coming close to me. I gave you a fucking chance and this is what you do to me?!" He barks at her. "I fucking liked you! I liked you, Joanna!" Joanna can
Her lips are pulled thinly, it's obvious that Christian's unpleasant exit hurt her deeply. She shuts her eyes, but she notices a warmness next to her, Angus is now standing by her side. "That fool messed up everything that we've worked so hard for." He sighs. "Yeah." She rubs her eyes. "But it's okay, we are going to recover." She opens her eyes to see, but he has his fix on her like he is trying to read her emotions. "It's not your fault, you know. Christian is just… he is not what we perceived him to be." "Well, maybe it is." She looks to the ceiling hopelessly. "I should have been more careful, I think I let him get to me." Angus puts his hand on her shoulder to comfort her. "Like you said, everything will be alright. Call Lorenzo, let's know the next step." *****Angus drives home when the sun has risen and most people are starting to go about their daily business. Angus hardly slept a wink last night, but he has no desire to find his bed as he drives. His heart is occu