CHAPTER SEVENTEEN


    CHAPTER SEVENTEEN


    I take back my words when I said how hard it can be to learn to cook.


    It was freaking hard. Literally. I was certain Zoey was already fed up with me. If it wasn’t for the distasteful pout on her lips, then the re in her eyes


    said it all as she stared at the burnt egg before trailing off to look at the discarded burnt eggs in the bin


    "At least this looks a bit edible." I smiled hesitantly, lifting the pan of burnt eggs.


    Her re moved from the pan to my face, then back to the pan; the frown on her face was deep. "None of it looks edible, Mani." She cried out, nearly


    locking pained.


    I chuckled, nervously dropping the pan on the counter. "You know what they say about the seventh time being the charm?"


    " What?..." She calls out, perplexed. "Definitely not for you, Mani. You have done enough cooking for the day."


    "But... I really want to learn.” I prod.


    " Really? How is it going then?” Zoey asked sarcastically.


    "I will have you know that my heart truly is in it: though it might not have turned out the way I expected, I''m sure with enough practice, I might get


    better. I think." I said, looking at the burned? before grimacing


    "I''m sure, Mani, dear. But sadly, it isn''t today. She says, taking a hold of my hand. “Why don''t I make dinner for us instead, or I might end up with a


    migraine and an uncontroble rage?" She coos, tapping my hand, and looks at me with that reprimanding look a mother usually gives her child


    I sighed, giving a nod, and the frown on her face was immediately reced by a smile. "Good. Now go have your seat, while I actually make


    something more edible for us to eat. That won''tnd us in the hospital.” She teased, and I gave a sheepish smile before returning to my seat on the


    stool.


    Zoey immediately started working her magic and began making us ramen while I sat there amazed. The kitchen was filled with the delicacy, and my


    mouth was watering, eager to have a bite


    When she ced a te of ramen with fried eggs in front of me, I smiled, letting out a "thank you,” then took a bite and almost moaned out at how


    great it tasted.


    "Wow!, thisisreallydelicious.” I mumbled out with food in my mouth and a grin on my face.


    "I can''t pretend to understand what you just said." Zoey says, amused. "Maybe you should try that again, this time without food in your mouth."


    I hurriedly munched on the food in my mouth before speaking again. "I said, this is really delicious."


    "Thank you, Mari." she says, taking a bite of her ramen


    "What are we going to do after dinner? I totally don''t want to go back to my room." I asked. hoping she woulde up with something.


    Zoey tilted her head to the side, deep in thought. before her eyes lit up. "We can always watch a movie." She suggested "There is a huge cinema


    here, and no one hardly uses it." "We can have like a movie marathon of all our favourite movies or watch something new."


    "That sounds like..." I didn''t get to finish my sentence when a figure walked into the kitchen and Zoey went on full alert. She gulped nervously.


    This made me turn to look at who it was, half expecting it to be Sin. But I was surprised when I saw one of Sin''s men standing there. He was big, with


    a scar that ran from his left eyebrow to his eyes.


    His face was stony, and he had a re in his eyes. He scoffs as his gaze shifts from Zoey to me, then to the half-eaten ramen on my te.


    “You must seriously believe you have superiority simply because you are Sin''s little whore. Parading yourself around the house, acting like the donna


    of the house without realizing your ce," He spat it out. His voice held nothing but anger and disgust. "Puttana del cazzo"


    "Fabian, you know Mani is more than a whore to warm Sin’s bed, and he won''t like you addressing her as such." Zoey spoke, avoiding any form of


    eye contact with the man.


    Fabian let out a chuckle, which was dark and menacing. "Il see; spending time with Sin''s new fling must have given you some courage. You think she


    is going to protect you. Once Sin is done with her, he will discard her like the rest of them. Who knows? I might ask him to give her to me. I won''t mind


    teaching her a few things." He winked at me, and I felt a bile of disgust grow in me.


    "In your fucking dreams, bastard." I yelled out, eyeing him. “And for your information, I''m not Sin’s little whore. If you have nothing better to do, I


    suggest you get lost.”


    His eyes grew with anger, not expecting my response. He probably expected me to cower in fear as he talked about me and Zoey as if we were dirt.


    I rolled my eyes, turning my attention to Zoey to see if she was okay. Her eyes widened and her lips parted like she was about to say something when


    I felt a tight grip on my hair, causing me to mew in pain


    I tried digging my nails into his hand to loosen his grip on my hair, but it didn''t seem to work as it only tightened it even more. He turned my face


    towards him with a sinister look on his face.


    "You''ve got nothing to say now, do you?" He chuckled darkly, and I spat on his face, refusing to back down. This made him even more angry. His


    hand, which wasn''t gripping my hair, was raised in the air, and my eyes were closed, waiting to feel the impact of his palm on my cheek.


    But a few seconds passed, and I felt nothing. I slowly peeled my eyes up to find his hand still hanging up in the air, with another hand holding onto it.


    My eyes shifted from his hands to Sin''’s calm eyes and emotionless face.


    Fabian let go of my hair in an instant, with a terrified look on his face.


    "S.... Sin.” He stuttered but was pushed away from me, with Sin making sure it was a reasonable distance before turning to look at me


    " Exin.” His tone wasmanding when he spoke. His words were directed at Fabian, but his gaze never left mine.


    "This whore was being disrespectful, and I was simply trying to let her know her ce." Fabian''s response was filled with anger.


    "I see." He mutters, not saying anything else.


    His eyes held mine for a brief moment, then he turns to look at Fabian before he began making his way out of the kitchen.


    This made me pissed even more, and I found myself trailing behind him.


    "That''s it." I yelled. "A simple "I see,"


    and that''s it. You didn''t even bother


    hearing Zoey''s. and my sides of the


    story, just his~''Sin stops, turning to


    look at me with a raised brow. "Mer


    like you. are the reason why women


    get diskéspected and belittled..


    conttnued to yell, ignoring themen


    forming in the hallway. "Yow@are


    WSthing but a piece of shit-a fucking


    monster, all of you, and I nope you


    rot in hell. You mon.. "I didn''t get to


    finish my word when the sound of a


    gunshot resonated around the room,


    followed by the thud of a body


    hitting the floor.


    A loud scream left my lips, and my body shook in fright as I watched the lifeless body of Fabian on the floor. I turned to look at Sin, who had a cold


    expression on his face as he handed the gun back to one of his men.


    His eyes turned to look at me before he began taking slow strides towards me, and I found myself shifting back in fear.


    He was indeed a cold monster, one who wouldn''t hesitate to kill anyone.


    Kill me


    I felt my back hitting a wall and my breath hitching when Sin''s towering figure stood in front of me. His eyes stared at mine. He slowly raised his hand


    up to my face, causing me to look away, gulping in fright.


    His fingers caressed my cheek gently, and I stole a nce at him, finding his eyes still on me and his lips raised in a smirk, which vanished as quick


    as it came before his hand grabbed mine and dragged me towards the direction of his office.Property belongs to N?vel(D)r/ama.Org.


    SIN’''S POV.


    "Get your hands off me, let me go," Mani demanded as I dragged her towards the direction of my office, and it took a tremendous amount of effort not


    tough at her audacity.


    I walked into the room. pushing her into a seat before taking a seat at the edge of the table beside her.


    Blue eyes that glistened with green


    shes and were the same colour as


    the mediterranean sea''s depths


    red backa me. Her anxiety, rage,


    and exagpération were visible in her


    prominent cheekbones’ pink blush,


    Poutytooked back at me with-her


    lovely lips slightly parted inawe. My


    gaze travelled down her body,


    admiring how her solid, tau


    muscles did not conceal her curves


    but rather served to emphasize


    them.


    "Niki," she whispers, and her voice was like music to my ears.


    My brows raised as I observed her anxiously gulp. "I had no idea you were this fiery.”


    "How... how can you act so calm?" She asked quietly, fighting back her tears. "You killed a man. You freaking shot him dead."


    "All this could have been prevented if not for your outburst.” I said, observing her apprehensive lip-licking and frantic eyes scanning the room for an


    exit.


    "Are you saying he''s dead because of me?" She muttered.


    “Technically, No. He was still going


    to die, maybe&after torturing him a


    little. If nothitig else, I would have


    saved yaa from the horrifying sight


    of his lifeless body.” My fist clenched


    thinkittg back at the way ne gazed at


    her,the lust in his eyes. "Haw dare


    hetouch you, and how date he talk


    about you like that?"


    "Still, you didn''t have te kill him; perhaps you should have chastised him for how he treated Zoey and me. Thest thing I want is for anybody to die


    because of me.”


    I mmed my palms down on my desk, causing her to squeak.


    "A second ago, you were going on about women’s rights.”


    "I didn''t think you''d kill him,” she said.


    "Well, move past it, amore." I snarled. My heart hardened at the delectable sound as she let out a breathy gasp of apprehension.


    She stayed put as I drew nearer to her. I swung for her and ran my fingers over her cheek. "Let Fabian''s passing not upset you, little temptress.” She


    swallowed, licking her lips.


    My mouth began to drool at the prospect. I took a taste of my favourite wine, which had been barrel-aged and sweetened, to divert my attention. yet it


    did little to conceal my desire for her.


    I decided then and there as I gaped hungrily at her figure. I was going to have a taste of her. I was going to consume her whole. Her body would


    come under my control first, followed by her thoughts, and finally her heart.


    Till she was left with nothing but to surrender to me