Chapter 7: Do you want a cuddle?

My breathing hitched and lips a bit parted, gaping at him as I tried to find words to say. I was dumbfounded.

What makes me different? I am no different from what they do.

Although I don’t accept missions that concern killing, I cannot change the fact that my organization accepts missions like that.

Even if my hands never lay into missions like that, that doesn’t mean that I am way different from them. I am also a criminal; I steal items from the targets and knock them off.

“My point here is…” I felt a lump on my throat as I spoke: “You don’t decide for their lives.

Just like how Gabriel’s boss shouldn’t have decided to what my parents’ lives.

This scenario brings back memories to me. I could remember how I saw my parents’ dead body. They were killed by someone because they became a hindrance to their plans.

“Stop playing innocent, Zabrina. We both know how your organization plays dirty,” he told me as he stared at me blankly.

I couldn’t read any emotions to his eyes; he looked like someone who didn’t have any soul anymore. He’s so cold and ruthless. He’s becoming harder and harder to deal with every second I’m with him.

“You are not God to decide what they deserve, Eliot,” I said through gritted teeth.

He chuckled without humor, more like a sarcastic laugh before he took a sip to his champagne. He found me absurd.

I should be glad that criminals like them died on the ship. But who does he think he is to decide what they deserve to decide for their lives?

The situation is making me emotional because my parents’ lives are decided by someone too. All because they think my parents are a hindrance to their plans, they killed them.

“You think I don’t have any idea of where your organization comes from, Zabrina?” he said darkly. “Black base, hmm. Should I still tell you facts about your organization? I know you are very aware of your dirty tricks already.

I hate to admit it but he’s right.

I am no different from him.

He may be the worst but I am just the same.

Even if I try to think that he has more sins than me, that doesn’t change anything.

My organization kills innocent lives too for missions.

So what makes me different from him? From them?

Is it because this is the first time I’ve witnessed this?

“The people who died in the ship committed crimes that even hell would be ashamed to accept them. Murdered innocent lives, rape kids, and many, many more, if you are deeply concern if there’s an innocent who died there. Rest assured that we investigate first.

Even the kid? The little kid almost died if I didn’t help her.

“The mother of the little girl you saved killed her husband for money.

I don’t know if he has the ability to read minds or it’s just easy to read what I’m thinking through my facial expression. I don’t know.

I feel irrational; I feel like shit.

I hate to admit it, but he just ended the lives of criminals, and it will possibly make the world better. But still, he doesn’t have the right to do such things.

Because first of all, what makes him different from them?

But if I think rationally, he just did a favor to the victims of those people. Even if his ways were against from the bible

Giving justice by making another crime

And I’m being a hypocrite now

Because I also want to kill the killer of my parents to avenge them

Guess, I don’t really have the right to judge Eliot.

Because it will only make me really a hypocrite

“I want to go home now,” I said silently.

He placed the glass of champagne to the table then started walking towards the door of this room.

“We’re heading to C City, I don’t know if that will be possible for today. You can go home tomorrow,”

After that, he went out and closed the door. I sighed and sat to the bed, feeling frustrated.

He said he knew where I came from. He’s aware of my identity, he knew about the black base.

Is he planning to kill me? Or do bad things to my organization.

I am really in deep trouble.

My hands went to my face and I screamed my frustration.

I don’t have ways to contact Black Base nor X, so I don’t know how to tell them that I wouldn’t be able to attend Logan’s birthday.

I lose another chance to meet his parents, our big boss.

I heaved a sigh and decided to just sleep the frustration.

It’s already dark and cold when I woke up. Although I didn’t watch the clock to check what time it was, I got the hunch that it’s already seven in the evening.

I went out to the room to go to the dock of this yacht. The cold breeze of air welcomed me as I finally stepped outside. The blue water of the sea is already dark and it looks very peaceful.

I held the cold barrel of the ship and the wind started to blow the strands of my hair. I closed my eyes to feel the cold air and sighs.

If my parents are here… are they going to be happy with what I’ve become?

I know what’s right and wrong, yet, I indulged myself in this. But the black base isn’t just an organization that does bad things. We are like a family there. They’ve become my family when I was left alone after my parents died.

That’s why even if I have the chance to leave, I didn’t.

I don’t want to be alone again.

“Excuse me…” that interrupts my moments. I turn my body to look at where the voice came from.

It came from the mother of the little girl we saved earlier. She’s wearing different clothes now, which I think was provided by the company of Eliot too.

She’s wearing too many accessories and it’s all over her body that I couldn’t stop but to frown.

“I would like to thank you for saving us,”

She has a familiar face. She’s Yvonne Hwang, a rich billionaire of our country.

Although there wasn’t any news about her getting involved with her husband’s death, the black base knew about it.

She killed her husband and asks Mask Gang to assassinate her husband’s remaining relatives.

The news never mentioned the cause of their death.

I grinned at myself.

I just saved a murderer like her from death.

All because I thought they didn’t deserve it.

I am hypocrite indeed. Because the only thing I want right now is to wish that she has died in that ship.

“I didn’t save you; it’s your daughter that I saved,” I said in a straight face and walked passed her.

I bit my lower lip as I walked when I saw Eliot standing not far from us, watching me with his famous cold eyes.

He tilted his head on the other side as he stared at me as if he’s trying to summon a demon and command it to eat me alive because I’m a hypocrite.

I was about to just ignore him when he spoke. “Still sulking?” he said in a teasingly manner.

I stopped walking and rolled my eyes on him.

“You haven’t eaten anything since morning. Let’s go and have dinner.” It’s not suggesting, or he’s not asking me to eat dinner, he’s commanding me to eat dinner.

His aura screams authority and you must obey him.

“I am not hungry,”

His lips were struck on grim line, making him look stern. “Doesn’t matter, let’s eat.

And just like I’ve said, he really isn’t going to accept any answers. He’s just ordering me to follow his command.

Bossy

“I said I am not hungry,” I may sound stubborn but I just don’t really have the mood to eat right now.

I am upset about everything that has happened today.

Plus, I couldn’t attend Logan’s birthday party.

He may be furious right now.

“You’re sulking,” he said in amusement.

“What? No!

“Hmm,” he looked amused as he watched me. “Zabrina, tell me…” He licked his lower lip and a hint of a smile was slowly curving to his lips.

“Do you want a cuddle?"

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