Caught Sleeping Beauty!

'Come, come and get me, Ronan.'

Renna scrunched shut her eyelids immediately as soon as Ronan Ross demanded the key. She could hear the audible sound of unlocking, the loud lub dub of everyone's heart, no wonder they were terrified because the mafia king had already shot a person in front of them.

She could hear his footsteps approaching, defined movement as Ronan Ross walked up to the cell. Finally the bug fish had fallen into the trap, everyone had been going on according to her predictions and plan. 

The chief had leaped towards the desk, he must have pondered more likely cursed Kyril Ross for commanding Renna's arrest_ at least for once. While the other officers seemed too frightened to even make a movement, including Niall who wanted to stop his master from losing his senses but it seemed that his daring attempt got clogged due to the induced fright. 

A few moments later Ronan Ross was inside the cell, standing besides Renna's fainted silhouette. His expressions imminently turned soft as a smile appeared on his lips, while he pinched the tip of his nose.

'You damn woman! You have caused me so much trouble, what have you done to me that I'm drawn to you this much?'

Ronan's serene stare traveled on her beautiful face with a smile, his thoughts were stuck only on one premise that 'Renna Amaryllis should be Amaris'.

'Renna, I know there is something special about you which has forced me to chase you like a psychopath!'

The very moment held an important speech but of course, Ronan Ross had never gave his feelings and thoughts some ventilation. But if anyone had heard those words would have died out of shock, there was a possibility that women might melt down with those corny words.

But the mighty mafia king already had a woman in his life, no? Then why he was still chasing Renna Amaryllis, just because she had the face of his dead wife? Or there was another hidden motive, which even Niall was unable to determine.

Ronan's penetrated stare gave Renna an inner cold shudder.

'What the fuck are you doing, huh? Ripping my clothes apart or imagining me naked? Pah! You have already seen this body, you fool.'

Renna's inwardly cursing had been going on in a bombardment phase, although the lady claimed not to have any emotions let alone love for him, but still somewhere in a forgotten corner of her heart she still has a vulnerable side.

'I will make you mine, Renna. Now you can't escape from me, you have to fulfill the void left by Amaris...even if you two are different people!'

Ronan's heart felt as if it might burst from some unknown happiness any time, while Niall's silent lips had numerous thoughts about his master's stare which seemed no less than a pervert's game!

'I have a hunch that you cannot be an impostor, somehow I know that you are Amaris, my Amaris.'

The mafia king did not bother to startle the lady by any sudden movement, though his hands had been itching to lift her head and to scoop the lady within his strong arms.

Ronan crouched down near her, his eyes had never left Renna's face but the stare did not last long and transformed into an evil grin while his eyes were darted on the lady's curvaceous silhouette.  

What was he going to do now? Did he have ill intentions?

Niall's intent stare grew more intense with his mouth hung open, when Ronan Ross stretched his hand to remove the hair locks which had been kissing her pink cheeks shamelessly.

No wonder that the mere act lightened the atmosphere of the police station, which seemed to have been under the influence of a curse previously. Of course, no one had regarded the CEO which had been ruling over the business world and held an authority over law enforcement, as a loving man!

The other officers had a chance to sneak out of the station but still no one dared to move an inch, knowing that if they attempted such foolish act then dead was at the door. How? Of course, in form of Niall who would not refrain himself from twitching their necks between his mammoth hands.

His one knee was on the ground with hand placed on the other one, when his naughty hand trailed over Renna's thigh and moved upwards.

'Fuck you, Ronan! You want me to throw my guard, I would not do it!'

Renna was aware that he was deliberately doing it, after all who would play with a fainted woman rather helping her out.

Unless the person is a pervert!

"How long are you going to pretend, Miss Renna?"

His soft meaningful giggle struck her ears forcing Renna to snap open her eyes. Ronan's grinning expressions were there to great her with a 'caught you, girl' face!