17.2- Honeymoon and Business

The moment I walked out, my smirk faded, walking in a dominant posture. 'Sir." Elyna came. 'Elyna. Is she here?" I asked, checking the time. 'Yes." She nodded. 'Call Nathaniel. Tell him to take his wife away, I am not interested in a pathetic person." I muttered, hating to have Zariah Alroy standing in my property. I don't want anything related to Nathaniel in my vicinity, especially his wife. In the dimly lit, I entered, sitting on my throne. My men were around as I motioned to one of them to bring her. "She is here." Elyna informed, motioning to Zariah who stood in the middle of the room, hands closed at her back. Emotionless as always. "You know I am in the middle of my rejuvenation, right?" I asked, displeased, resting my elbow on the armrest "I do." She nodded. "So, it better be something irresistible, woman, because you can enter this room on your free will." Moving my hand with my tattoo of a scythe which I got when I was teenager to be cool. I snapped my finger in the air. And before she could register, all guns were upon her, ready to shoot her by my one command. "But, You cannot leave without my permission." I completed my sentence dominantly, leaning back on my seat. "You really think so?" She smirked but she didn't realize she is before the second most powerful ace. I am not as nice as her husband. "Keep your worthless confidence to yourself." I mocked, wiping the smirk on her lips. "Let me show you the mirror. I have a fancy one." I said, pointing to the antique mirror on the left. "You see this woman. She lived her own life in a lie, being a human killing machine and when granted with riches, she remained a robot and followed orders." With a suppressed laugh, I showed her the reflection of what she always was but refused to accept. "Enough, I am not here for you to degrade me." She snarled, curling her hands in a fist, trying to control her rage. "Dear, you allowed yourself to be degraded." I scoffed, rising from this seat and taking slow steps towards her. My eyes scanned her body, standing in front of her, enunciating. "You… are… pathetic, Zariah." I whispered in her ears, speaking my ruthless words to steal her confidence. "I said enough-" Since her guns were taken she took out her pin she used to attack. I know how she fights, her tactics, everything. Besides, I haven't made this body of steel for display. She might be the strongest weapon but cannot bear me. She was about to assault me but smirking, I grabbed her wrist, almost breaking it, twisting it. "What the-" Zariah blinked because no one fought back before. She always believed no one could beat her in combat but let me steal this pride from her too. I would love to break her confidence. Tangling my foot with hers, I pushed her, throwing her on the ground. "I told you, didn't I? You are nowhere in my league." I whispered enticingly, holding her pin and tracing it over her lips, bending to her level. "Advice for you, there is always someone in this world who surpasses you." I said, observing her body on the ground. I wonder how beautiful Eileen would look if she is under me like this. How satisfying those trembles would be. "You are a mindless doll so act like one." I hummed, pressing the needle on the lip until it began to bleed. But, of course, I cannot hurt Eileen's body like this. She is too fragile to hold a physical scar. Shooting her foot is the first and definitely would be the last. She winced slightly when I pulled away, throwing the pin into her laps before walking back to my throne, leaving her humiliated and defeated. "Next time, know your position. Remember where you stand." He warned in his Supreme tone, inclined to his seat once again. *** "Let's seal an agreement with our blood for lifetime… I will make you an ace and in return…" I offered. "You will offer your soul to me." I commanded as she smirked in return. "Yes." "I dedicate my soul to you, Boss." She whispered, resting her forehead on my hand. But, here comes my drama. "3.." I began to say, pulling my hand back. "What?" She asked. "There comes my entertainment. 2.." I whispered, getting up, ignoring her completely. "I don't understand…" She asked, standing up, baffled. "1." Ending my sentence, I waited for my guest. The next second, Nathan entered accompanied by his men with a scowl over his face, pointing his gun at me. "Stay the fuck away from her, Sebastian!" Nathaniel snarled, pointing a gun at me in my own territory. How brave of him but this man was always crazy about his lover. I stood unaffected, raising my one hand as all of my men pointed their guns at Nathaniel, warning him to not challenge my attorney of power again. "Then control your wife first." I replied dominantly. A literal war could take place right now if any of us pulled the trigger. "I was simply indulging in my honeymoon. She came with a request." My deep tone bak, sighing in disappointment, hand resting in my pockets. "She did. Whatever it was, consider it terminated." Nathaniel growled, lowering his gun followed by everyone else. "Then take her and your men. I don't intend to cause an uproar." I said calmly, glancing at Zariah who was astounded at the moment. "My wife is sleeping at the back, I don't want to wake her up." I added. Eileen gets headaches if her sleep is broken half-way and I don't want that. Nathaniel walked past and grabbed Zariah's wrist, taking her with him. "And you, you are coming with me." With a growl, Nathaniel dragged Zariah with him. She opened her mouth to resist but his grip tightened, forcing her to walk and earning a wince. "Put a leash on that woman, she is running loose." I smirked, assaulting his sensitive nerve with my comment. "Don't interfere with her ever again, Sebastian." Nathaniel snarled, pushing Zariah behind. Standing in front of her to serve as a shield she was ignorant to and considered it his dictatorship. How ignorant. "Certainly not. I wonder what you see in that measly woman." I shrugged. "But anyways, My doors are only open if you agree to our terms, Woman." I smirked malevolently in the end, never refusing to have more fun. "She won't. Consider it your last meeting." Nathaniel hissed. "I pray so." I hummed, turning my back on him, step retreating with my hand waving in the air to dismiss my men, ordering before going back to my room. Ending this meeting. "Now, get out of my place. I am in the middle of my honeymoon."