Krystal Blake's POV

*Knock* *Knock*

I groaned and turned in my position, burying my face in the pillows even more. For once, after all these years, I didn't want to wake up from the exceptional sleep I got; I was feeling really right. The temperature, the comfort, the heat of the quill were just perfect as the quill tightened around me even more.

*Knock-*

The annoying knocking came back, and my pillow... moved?

But I was way too lazy to open my eyes. I just wanted to feel the warmth, the heavenly feeling, to the fullest. I snugged into the pillows and then my pillow...moved again?

'Is someone snatching my pillows from me?' I annoyingly grabbed the pillow, but then it... moaned?

I jerked my hand away and opened my eyes to see Sandra was flustered and her left hand was caressing her boob, which I somehow grabbed after mistaking it for my pillow. I was stunned and embarrassed.

"Wha- How- ?" I shuttered and then I felt my quill move too, and when I looked down, Adrianna was hugging my leg like a side pillow under the blanket and her head was resting over my stomach.

"H-How d-did I got here?" I was really unable to comprehend. I remembered correctly that I had taken the couch. Adriana groaned and mumbled something in her sleep, to which Sandra snickered.

I stared at her face, waiting for my answer, and she opened her mouth to say something-

*Knock-* *Knock-*

The door knocked again, making me groan in annoyance, I tried to move my leg, but I couldn't because of the human-cat snuggling my leg waist like a Koala, Sandra was indeed amused by my struggle, that she made zero efforts to free me.

"Do something-" Sandra shrugged and fucked patted my head as if I were a freaking toddler, despite my mouthing.

"Good morning, mate-" she replied, stretching her limbs.

"Fucking move this human cat-" I sneered, making her chuckle.

*Knock-* *Knock-*

"Who is knocking at seven fucking am-" Sandra groaned and I too nodded at her watching the door, which was not locked, so the only people in this mansion who had the etiquettes of not blasting the room like a hooligan were Linda and that cheeky bastard.

But that man was totally a night owl, so he was out of the case.

I sighed with the last attempt to free myself from the extraordinarily strong sleeping kitten. I just straightened my back and turned to look at Sandra, who was fixing her v-neck top, which was sinfully showing her-

'Ugh, not the time Krystal... not the fucking time...-' I mentally smacked my head.

"Come in Linda-!" I yelled and Sandra's demeanor changed at the mention of the name of my secretary. I wanted to roll my eyes at her, but I let it go and I felt the kitten move and scoot even closer to my waist.

'Seriously, what the fuck is with them and my secretary? Ugh! Is it's some sort of jealousy? ' I shook my head at that thought, 'How can it be? If it is jealousy, then why the fucking hell don't they share sneers at each other even half of the amounts they give my beloved assistant?' I rubbed my temple and sighed mentally.

'I just can't with girls-'

I felt Sandra's stare on my face and the door opened and there came Linda in her professional suit with a mac book in her hand. She hastily entered the room and then froze when her eyes stopped over me. Her face momentarily lightened up. But then she quickly changed her expressions and, ignoring Sandra's hand, which she put around my waist the moment Linda entered through the door, I raised my brows at my secretary.

"Yes, Linda?" I asked in my normal indifferent tone, trying to sod off the intense stare with which Sandra was drilling holes over my secretary's head.

"M-Misstress- I-" Linda shuttered, and I rolled my eyes and turned to look at Sandra.

"Stop it-" I mouthed, at which Sandra gave me an innocent look or tried to be innocent but miserably failed as a devilish smirk took over her face.

I sighed when she scooted over even more and clung to my arm, resting her forehead over my shoulder. 'Maybe it is jealousy-' my conscience suggested, and I sighed.

'These women are just ugh-'

I was basically trapped by the weight of two women and couldn't even move to talk to Linda in private without waking up the overly dramatic kitten, which was out of the question because both Linda and I preferred her to be asleep.

"Continue-" I shot an apologetic look at Linda, to which Linda nodded and started walking towards us, not matching Sandra's gaze.

"Miss- See this-" Linda handed me the tab, which I gently took and noticed Linda flinch when my finger gazed at her hands and Sandra's hold tightened around my stomach.

'Gosh my stomach is hurting' I shot Sandra a look, which she shrugged off and leaned forward in my face to look at the tablet.

I looked at the screen and grinned. [Hathai Wanod Champeeratana, the biggest rising icon in the film industry related to drugs?]

I scrolled through the news feed and my smile grew wider and wider-

[Hunter, the biggest film agency "Black Dragon" owner is exposed!]

[FBI took over the case, but the evidences are quite clear-] I scrolled and scrolled through the feed, which was filled with hundreds of posts with Hunter's pics, all saying the same thing.

Sandra chuckled and shook her head, "You really did this-" She smirked and I chuckled too, handing the tab over to Linda, who too was looking rather pleased.

"Now it's the time-" I smirked, and Linda nodded after bowing and then left the room.

"That Hunter bitch is going to be in there for years." Sandra was mocking with a pitying expression that she was failing measurably at while clutching her stomach with laughter.

"You really do hate him that much?" I raised my brows, and Sandra stopped and stared at my face as if I had sprouted a unicorn horn.

"Hate is a weak word," she gasped, and I rolled my eyes at her...

"Remind me to never get into trouble with Zodiacs again though-" I said thinking myself in place of Hunter and she nodded and looked at the sleeping kitten over my lap with loving eyes?

After some minutes of silence, Sandra looked at my face and I waited for her to shoot her query.

"About last night-" she started, and then I averted my gaze.

"It's okay, just so you know you can share anything with me, Kry-" she patted my back, and I somehow felt guilty making her worry.

"I will tell you soon, Princess," I mumbled, and Sandra engulfed me in a bear hug, making me groan in annoyance.

"Now move this woman off of me—my leg is fucking numb-"

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Five hours later...

"The police have already evacuated their mansion and arrested Hunter, so most probably that bitch will be alone," Max said, scrolling through his laptop, "-and here-" he pointed the arrow over the map, pointing over the warehouse lying in the middle of the forest.

"We'll divide my men and the Cobra's into three groups, and one team will attack from the front, one from behind, and one will stay on the gates just in case-" I trailed off, adjusting my boots and picking up my guns from the cupboard, and Sandra, as well as the other dramatic bastard, nodded firmly, picking up their weapons.

"I want to go too!" The kitten groaned, twirling a knife over her fingers, making me sigh again. The cheeky bastard with whom we were leaving here, along with his dramatic leader and Linda, shot me an apologetic look and then smacked the kitten on her head.

"WHA-" She lunged herself over the man, and then, in one swift, she was straddling him with the knife pointed straight over the cheeky bastard's neck.

If I was not in hurry and they would not have been so fucking dramatic, I would have praised the kitten for her fast reflexes, but that was not the time, just I was about to scold both of them, Sandra hurriedly picked the kitten up and she struggled in her arms.

"You are not going-" Sandra firmly commanded, giving her that same scary look with her eyes that every fucking child gets when they deceive their mother.

"I want to help too-" The kitten mumbled softly, and the princess placed her over the couch in her previous position. The cheeky bastard groaned, making the kitten glare at him.

"You are injured-" That cheeky bastard stated and ducked when Adriana threw the knife at him, which barely missed his ear.

"I can still injure."

"You can help from here too-" I said, and Adriana turned around to face me.

"HOW?"

I rolled my eyes at her utter enthusiasm but continued anyway, "You can watch over the police for us-" I replied, and she frowned.

"But I want to fight-"

"No." Sandra gave her 'that look' again, which made her shudder and nod at my suggestion.

I grinned and nodded at her.

"Okay- so any questions?"

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Two hours later...

"They are not calling yet-" Max fidget in anticipation as we hid behind a tree in front of the warehouse's main gate.

Sandra touched his shoulder in order to stop him bouncing up and down looking at his phone waiting for the response from the cobra bastard who, along with twelve members, had entered the warehouse through the backdoor while Max, Sandra, and I were waiting along with four other men with us for his signal to enter the building.

"It's only been seven minutes. Don't panic, " I said, but deep down I was nervous too.

The forest was awfully quiet, with just the sound of fluttering leaves, with no sign of yelling or the gunshots which we were anticipating.

The longer we waited, the more my heart pounded. I was worried about Grayson. No matter how much I dislike dramatic people, I couldn't see a man getting "widowed" even before the wedding.

The looks he was sharing with the zodiac assistant were rather heartwarming, so I wanted him to be alright.

"I think we should-"

Before Sandra could even complete her sentence, Max's phone vibrated, and he quickly picked it up.

"H-Hello?" Max's voice was hushed as he put the phone in speaker mode.

"Max- T-the way is way too-" The other line trailed off, and Max started fidgeting even more.

"Way too what?" I asked.

" - way too clear-" Grayson answered.

"Huh?"

"There were only two men guarding the door, which we took down, and we haven't seen anymore yet-"

"Okay, we are coming in-" I replied, and Sandra, along with Max, nodded and followed me towards the door.

As soon as we reached the entrance, I looked out the window. The building was deserted, 'seems like the police did a decent job' I thought as I turned to look at Max, who nodded in my direction.

Sandra kicked the gate, which was already open, and I quickly raised my gun in front in order to cover us. I looked around, but there was no one, and Max nodded at me and quickly entered further.

There were stairs on both sides of the room, and I looked at Max. He nodded and took a left, while three of the men followed him, and Sandra and I rushed towards the right staircase.

"Are you sure someone is here?" Sandra whispered in my ear, following me, "I think-" I was cut off when someone quickly shot my hand, making me let go of the gun I was holding.

"SHIT!" Sandra cursed.

"Run!" I commanded, holding her hand and dragging her behind a pillar.

I looked around to see where the fuck the bullet had shot, while I felt Sandra caress my hand that only then I realised was bleeding.

"Scared of the blood, princess?" I remarked coldly, still looking for the source, and then felt her raise my hand towards her mouth.

"Only yours-" she kissed the back of my hand, making me flinch as I felt blood rushing towards my face, but then I saw a man hiding behind a pile of cardboard boxes aiming- Grays-

"Fuck!" I panicked, quickly withdrawing my hand. I started running up the stairs as fast as I could, distracting the man, as he was very much pleased to change his target to me and started shooting bullets at me. I was successful in dodging the bullets as they were shot rather lousily.

If it was a professional, then I would be dead by then.

Then I heard another gunshot behind me, and with that, the man fell to the floor.

I panted and smirked, looking behind me at Sandra's agitated figure clasping the gun in front of her face.

"Bloody Gryffindor" she sneered making me grin at the remark as we climbed the building even further. I picked up the gun that was lying on the floor along with the body of the man who was shooting at me.

We reached the top and stopped in front of the door of a room where that fucker could be.

The sound of gunshots was echoing through the building, but I believed in Max and somewhat in that Grayson guy too, that they were capable of saving their asses-

I looked at Sandra to meet her gaze, and then she tightened her hold on my hand even more reassuring, and I vaguely smiled at her, 'That's it, baby.' I mentally prepared myself, then I felt something wet over my cheek, making me jump on the spot.

"What- are you doing?" I whisper-snapped, whipping the saliva off my face with my shirt's sleeves, and Sandra just smiled at me.

"It's going to be alright, Jaan-" She replied, and I swear my stomach fluttered after hearing the old nickname from her mouth after years.

'Friends my ass-'

I smirked at her and then kicked the door open, revealing that bastard Jake was sitting peacefully on the chair, closing his eyes and resting his legs on the table.

"So you really accepted your defeat," I said as Sandra and I approached him, but he didn't even pull out his guns, let alone open his eyes.

I looked at Sandra, perplexed, and then down the table, where I noticed a used injection lying on the floor behind the table.

'NO! NO! I FUCKING NO! NOT SO EASILY-' I panicked and Sandra seemed to notice the injection too and approached that fucker.

She cautiously took steps towards him and then grabbed his hand to check his pulse.

After some seconds, she turned around urgently.

"He is still alive-" She replied, making me sigh in relief and then immediately took out my phone, and called Max, who picked it up immediately.

...to be continued

Love-K.D♡