#TRUST ISSUES#

MYTHIAS' POV

My ears were ringing as the sound of gun shots resonates around us. Through the mist I take cover behind the once standing desk and aim at the door. Red beams rapidly move around the room and three people enter.

Down. Down.

Down.

I get up and find Amaury yelling at his phone barking orders. My eyes zero on the body that lay unmoving on the ground.

I draw closer and put pressure on the visible wound circling the hip.

"Stay with me. Don!" I grit my teeth as I notice Alex and Blackwell nowhere to be seen.

I her him cough as he gives me a lazy grin and taps his chest. I yank his shirt and notice his bulletproof vest. Idiot!

I scramble for the loaded guns from the guys I had shot before and help Dan up. With a limping Dan, we both shoot anyone and everything in our sight.

Making it out of the bloody building Jake's van pulls up as one of my men takes cover for us shooting at the guys running towards us. As soon as we entered the van I look back to see another one of my men gone. Just like that we speed off down the one way street. Wherever it may lead us.

I slap Dan's face awake but he groans and pushes me away.

"What just happened?" I ask straightforwardly to Jake and he hands me his Tablet.

"It's definitely Alford Lowrence. Alex's father knows we are after Jeffery. That was just his warning."

"You've tracked Blackwell?" I ask in a low tone to which Jake pulls up another camera pointing to the back entrance of the building.

My hand fists into balls on seeing him with Alex. They had a brief hug and as soon as they pull apart Blackwell shoots someone coming from behind Alex.

You could hardly make out what was being said but Alex nodded to whatever he said which made him smile and then the camera blacks out.

This however angered me.

She is supposed to be with me. She is mine.

Forever.

ALEX'S POV

All I remember was me placing my hand on my tummy, protecting my baby. I recall shooting and escaping with my one and only best friend.

Jace.

"When did you learn to ride a motorcycle?" I ask as I hop off the stolen bike and ruffle my hair.

"Ages ago. I just had to keep to driving a car. You know. Safe and all." He says as we lookout at the sea side.

The wind blew his hair making him looked relaxed but he knew I still had unanswered questions.

"So let me get this straight. You were my bodyguard from Alford's Mafia The Red Knights. Once Mythias showed up it blew your cover hence forth the torture.-" At this point Jace pulls off his shirt and shows me his mafia mark that was removed! I wince as I trace it.

"They left you in the streets?"

"Until Amaury found me, perfect Fucking timing!" he says angrily as he wears his shirt again.

"...but I tagged along since I heard him say your name. I had to see you if you were alright. After all, I'm responsible for everything that has happened. I was supposed to protect you. Yet they still found you..."

"And... about those things I said-" I shush him and look at the crashing waves coming in and then pulling back out.

"All is behind us juice box!" I say lifting the mood.

"Nooooo!"

"Let's get out of here..." I begin to move away but Jace holds onto my waist and looks down directly at my lips. Oh...

I was frozen into place and just as he was about to place his lips on mine, I look at a kneeling Jace holding his now bleeding wound.

The screech of tyres lets me know we have company. I look back and see an angered Mythias and pissed Jake with a gun in hand; assuming he had taken a shot at Jace.

"That's for Buttercup. Asshole" Jake states with anger lacing his voice as Mythias pulls out a blade.

Swiftly walking to a pained Jace he tugs his collar and cuts deep with the blade. Jace didn't protest as a small pea-sized device falls out of his skin.

There it was again.

A tracker.

He was never going to be on my side.

"Traitor." I hiss under my breath and shove him to the ground now beating him to pulp. If it weren't for Mythias peeling me off of him I would've done more damage.

I push Mythias away in fury and walk away swiping a few stray tears with my now bruised knuckles.

"We'll leave this to them." I hear Mythias' voice as the sound of vehicles could be heard on the open road.

"Please. I'm a Deadman to them. I can help you!" The pleas of Jace goes unheard as we buckle up and take our leave having him deal with Ryan Rekes.

Losing their tail on us took almost an hour but eventually blending in with the traffic by the change of vehicle we were headed back to another base.

I look towards a tensed Mythias and at that moment my body took over. I slip out of my seatbelt and curl into his lap inhaling his manly scent.

Fuck, it was calming.

"I'm sorry about him" He says referring to Jace.

"I'm not." I say breathlessly feeling a tint in my cheeks due to our position. And just like that I press my lips to his. This time a tingling sensation flew through my veins as my hands tangled in his hair earning a groan from him.

"I love it when you play with my hair..." He states in a husky tone while giving me a smirk and at the same time the car comes to a stop. I quickly scramble off of him and get my quick pulse under control.

I have to let him know.

But can I trust Mythias?

How can I when the people closest to me have betrayed me?

But not all have betrayed me...

Yet.