Chapter 105
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"I need words kitten." He growled lowly his temper getting the best of him.
"N-No." With force I tried to yank my hand free from his imprisonment but my struggling only earned a vicious look from Mark.
"Then please explain to me how it looks like that you had decided to roll and bath yourself in red paint."
I really don't want to delve in the whole 'I almost got assaulted so I killed someone' thing especially because I am trying so hard not think about it and telling Mark will only make him go on rampage and that's something that shouldn't happen.
I shrugged. "Maybe it's because I did roll and bath myself in red paint. I did stop at a storage room after all. See?" With my arm still raised up against its will I used my other hand to gesture at the waist tool belt that sat snuggly around my waist.
Mark finally darted his eyes from my face and looked at the tool belt. The corner of his lips pulled up and if it was even more possible he pulled me closer to him, sneering at me. "Stop lying April, I can smell the blood. Why are you so adamant to not tell me the truth? Who are you trying to protect?"
"Protect!?" I yelled incredulously. I yanked my hand again and this time he lets go, his cold eyes studying mine expression. "Who am I supposed to protect in this blasted building!? I don't know if you have heard it yet, but people are chasing me like I'm some sort of wild gold goose!" I retorted angrily. "I literally went straight to you! Getting myself in multiple dangerous situations to rescue you and here you are accusing me of- what's with that face?"
Folds appeared between my brows as I was confronted by Mark's gobsmacked expression. His widened eyes staring unblinkingly at me. "What?" I reiterated.
"You came to rescue me?" He sounds those words out carefully his face frowning in confusion as those words felt foreign to him.
"Yes?" I drawled. "Why else would I be here?"
Disbelieve contoured his face and knitted his eyebrows together as he cast his eyes on the ground before he shook his head, "No," He brought his skeptic blue eyes back, staring intensely at me with his head tilted to the side. "why would you rescue me? You could have escaped by yourself. It was the perfect opportunity to get rid of me too."
The shock that flashed by my face didn't go unnoticed and Mark took a slow step towards me, his sky blue eyes boring in to my soul. "You didn't realize it?"
I blinked blankly profusely before lowering my gaze as my mind started to wander off. I didn't. That's right Casper did say that I win the game if I get to Mark on time or escape the building before the alarm goes off, but my mind was only drown with thoughts of getting to Mark and escape together. I could have easily vented out of the building, so why did the thought of escaping by myself never cross my mind?
My mind was in turmoil, but the thudding sound of my heart only increased by each second enveloping my body in heat. My cheeks were on fire as I raised my eyes to look at the smug eating grin of Mark; his sky colored eyes gleaming with mirth telling me that he knew what was going through my mind.
I was about to combust from embarrassment. "And what's so bad about it? Am I not allowed to rescue you?" I asked defensively and added as I folded my arms in front of my chest, "and besides isn't it the queen's task to protect her king?"
"Oh?" He hummed pleased, closing the distance between us with his long legs in an instant. Raising his hand up to let his fingers caress my cheek softly, but his eyes smoldering with restraint heat intensified the blush on my cheeks. "So I am your king?"
"No!" I denied hastily, but the redness in my face refused to subside. "I mean- aren't we like partners in crime at this point? I can't leave my partner behind."
He arched his eyebrows, his lips spreading in an even wider smile that revealed his pearl white teeth showing how he reveled in my attempt to rectify my words and commended with a voice that was laced with amusement, "Partner? I prefer the term husband, but I'll happily oblige with that synonym if it ease your heart."
I exasperated annoyed while closing my eyes. Why does he has to reform my words into his advantages? I sighed defeated inwardly. I feel like I keep digging my own grave every time I open my mouth against this obnoxious man. Grimacing I glared petulantly at Mark who awaited with excitement for my response.
"So you're not hurt." I grumbled in attempt to deviate our conversation to something else.
Mark chuckled lightly, "You're so lovely when you don't know how to response. Alright I will play along with you." He opened his arms, "As you can see I am unhurt."
"Yeah, I realize that it was stupid of me to worry about you." My eyes shifted past his shoulder to look at the door that was agape before glancing back at the dead man next to us. The man wasn't wearing a mask, so I assumed that he was a guard with a task to guard Mark. Why did he unlock the door and go to Mark?
As if he knew what I was thinking Mark scoffed and said in a gruff voice, "A while after you broke the camera I decided that I really had to get out of here so that I could go and find you and decided to act like I was choking and like an idiot he bursted through the door checking on me- the rest is history."
Screwing my face I nodded thoughtfully. Poor man dying at the hands of Mark.
"But are you okay? That's really not your blood?" the mirth was dropped from his voice and was replaced with concern, earning my attention back as he brought his hands up to cup my face. His deep sea eyes taking in every facet of my face trying to discover any small scar that may be present on it.
I rolled my eyes as I used my own hands to clasp around his. "It's really not mine. I can take care of myself you know?" Prying his hands off I offered him a slight smile
He harrumphed and shifted his hand around to engulf my small hands- his thumb stroking the back of my hands, "I plight the difference. You've got a pretty long criminal record of getting yourself in trouble whenever I'm not watching. Maybe I should lock you up in a different country this time." He muttered the last part lowly under his breath, but my ears still managed to catch it and I felt the small hairs at the back of my neck raising, feeling highly disturbed.
"Can we just leave already?" I groaned.
He nodded in agreement, "Yeah for sure, let's get the fuck out of here."
He changed his hold from my hands to my arm, grabbing it to lead me faster through the door. "Do you know where the hell we're going!?" I asked as I followed Mark in to various of corners.
"I have memorized the maps of every hotel that Casper is managing! There should be a parking garage down this hallway!" He responded. "We have to be quick, Casper can notice any moment now that I am gone!"
"But I have already noticed it my dear Mark~"
