FRIEND OR FOE

Xander POV

I approached her while she was still bent over.

I handed her the eyeglass.

She immediately took it and put it on, before looking at me again.

“Thank you, Sir.” she said

Her eyes are yellowish brown, almost gold. It's rare, though, it's beautiful.

“Brother, you're here!” Andrea's voice made me look away from the maid.

“Dad.” Clyde greeted me warmly.

I finally entered the house while Clyde came. Miguel had a fist bro with me.

I also noticed the maid leaving the door carrying the baskets to the kitchen.

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“Brother, let's have some vacation before Clyde's will start his school.” Andrea's suggestion.

“I'm not sure.” I just answered.

We're here in the living room, done with our dinner earlier. Clyde already in his bed.

“Take a break Bro, how can you get married?” my sister's complaint.

“I have a lot of women.” I reasoned.

I'm a man, I have my needs too. You can't blame me for having a different woman in my life, for a pastime.

“I know, but it's not serious. It's just your excuse for not having a vacation.” she rolled her eyes.

“Bro, I also want to experience one of your resorts here in the Philippines.” Miguel said.

“I'll try.” I just said so that Andrea can stop bothering me. “By the way, how's modeling?” I asked Miguel.

“As usual, tiring. But at least I'm enjoying.” he answered smiling.

“When are you two getting married?” I asked which made him smile and Andrea's face turn red.

“B-brother, we haven't talked about that yet.” Andrea answered.

“You are not young anymore.”

“You must be married first before me.” she complained again.

“You know my situation...” I remind her that it's also stopped her from saying “...and I'll meet grandfather tomorrow.” her eyes widen.

“Is she r-ready?” she stuttered, and I just shrugged.

Maybe, because Grandpa will suddenly meet me.

“Okay, I can't relate here.” Miguel butted in. He doesn't know anything about the topic that me and Andrea's discussing.

Andrea just laughed and leaned on her boyfriend's shoulder.

TSK.

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I'm already in my room and wondering what can be done to get Hawk out of his den.

I just kept thinking while lying on the bed with both arms under my nape and staring at the ceiling.

Suddenly, the appearance of that maid entered my mind. I forgot her name.

She got an angelic face and beautiful eyes. Why does he have to hide that?

I shook my head to get her out of my mind.

How can I get Hawk out?

“Are you thinking of me?” I quickly got up and held the Beretta M9 pistol under my pillow and pointed it at the person who was speaking and was sitting on the new sofa. I replaced the one from the previous encounter.

“Hawk.” I said.

I did not realize or feel that he had entered my room.

“Nice, you already know me.” I could feel it he's grinning as I still did not lower the gun pointing at him.

“What do you want?” I seriously asked, while the gun was still pointed at him.

He was an Assassin and not merely an Assassin. He's dangerous.

“Relax Aidan.” I was stunned ...., not when he called my second name but because of what he did.

He acted so fast, I did not realize that he was close and most of all he was able to remove all the bullet of the gun I was holding.

“Put down your gun, you can't use that anymore.” at the same time he shows the magazine on his hand.

This person in front of me is very dangerous.

“What do you want?” I seriously ask again and still alerted.

An unusual assassin was in front of me.

“I don't want you. Maybe you need me?” its playful question.

I have a hard time determining if this person is a woman or a man. Aside from the fact that he's entire body is covered with black loose clothing, he's voice also has a strange sound. Maybe, a voice changer.

I lower the gun I hold which is no longer had a magazine. It is useless. I sat on the bed again while facing the figure who was also sitting on the sofa.

I knew there was nothing he could do that I wouldn't like. If he intends to kill me, he did it earlier. He can do that, especially I didn't feel his presence right away.

“I don't need you. What are you doing in my room?” I asked comfortably.

“Nothing, I'm just checking you out.” he's voice is still the same

“Why?” I wonder.

“Why not?” he questioned back.

He really wants to play.

“Are you a friend or foe?” I want to be sure even if there is no certainty that he will answer my question truthfully.

“It's up to you, but I'm sure, I can kill you anytime I want.” His voice sounded playful again.

I couldn't stand it and rushed at him to attack, but as expected he immediately avoided my kick. Instead of lowering the foot from the first kick, I slightly rotated my body to balance for the next kick.

I was surprised that he supported it with his arm instead of avoiding it.

“TSK. You're nothing compared to me, Aidan. Stop that, I might really kill you right now if you pissed me off.” he threatened me.

I did not listen.

I withdrew my foot and attacked again. He just avoids my punch until he reaches the top of the bed. He jumped on the bed, so my kick didn't reach him again.

I noticed he was using the surface of the bed to gain strength and jump, I saw him turn the ire towards my back. Before I could prepare for an attack I felt a kick in my back, causing me to fall into bed. I have never been able to stand up to feel something in my neck again.

“Move and this is your end.” the sound of his voice was terrifying.

“What do you need from me, Assassin?” I asked while lying on the bed. Even with a pointed knife around my neck, I could still feel one of his feet on my back that was slightly pressed.

“Nothing. I'm just bored.” his playful tone returned.

“I am too entertaining just to ease your boredom?”

“Yeah, very much. I love to see your clueless face.” he laughed which became strange to my hearing because of his wearing a voice changer. “Alexander Aidan Versailles lost his composure just because of me.” when he said that, he seemed very proud of what he did.

“I don't have time to play with you.” we still do not change position.

“Oh, I'm sure you have a lot of time.” he left behind me, so I could move properly. “Just be careful with your surroundings ...... and with me.” that's all, and he suddenly disappeared.

Typical assassin. In the blink of an eye, they disappear from your sight immediately.

I guess, I don't need to find any way. Hawk will appear anytime he wants.

I signed deeply again.

Be careful?

I know, I really need to be extra careful when his around.

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We are currently sailing towards the place that Grandpa says, his safe haven.

A Cruise Ship.

This is what he has been doing since he resigned from the French Palace. He wants to enjoy life and be free. He's been serving the Royal Family almost half of his life.

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We were close to the Cruise ship which was temporarily halted.

We climbed there using the connecting ladder on the side of the ship.

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“Grandson.” he smiled at me.

He is already waiting for us. I'm with the twins.

“Grandpa.” I greeted him as the two bowed.

He hugged me and took me inside the Cruise ship. This Ship still doesn't change. Very elegant.

Grandpa is our only remaining family and at the age of 65, he is still physically strong.

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“Maybe you already know what it means having you here, Grandson.” he started the conversation as we face each other while drinking tea in the living room of his room.

I was not with the twins inside, I let them roam the ship.

“Yeah, when?” my answered.

“Maybe tomorrow, the next day, or maybe she's already there, waiting for the right timing. She'll leave with you.”

“How about her family?”

“You know her family has nothing to do with it. If she wants, she'll do it and no one can go against her.”

“So, the Royal Princess is stubborn.” I just commented.

Grandpa just laughed.

“Oh boy, you can say that if you meet her.” he said while laughing.

“In that case, when did she decide to accept this agreement?” I will ask.

This is the reason why I can't commit into a relationship. Except that I don't want to take a woman seriously, this is an agreement I can't break. I can do nothing but accept.

The agreement of the Royal Family of France and Noble Family of Italy.

Grandfather was from Italy, he was the son of a former king, but he did not want to rule Italy. Instead, he became an advisor to a friend who was the former king of France. That is where the agreement began. Grandfather and former King O'Montréal didn't have opposite sex child, both boys became their children, so it was up to me and the Royal princess to take the responsibility. But the Royal princess still won't accept it, I just waited for her to be ready, and it was today. She will stay in my place.

In other words, we are also a Royal family from other countries.

Leadership in Italy has been transferred to Grandpa's cousin for a long time, so we are not worried about being chased by responsibilities and obligations, specially the media.

But the Royal princess, I have never seen her.

“She's ready since then. She just really wants to do a lot of stuff. The princess is so busy with what she is doing that only she knows.” My Grandfather replied. “Also, nobody will know that she's staying at your place. She wants you to meet her first before getting married. You know she considered your feelings too."

I know this agreement is about marriage, so I can do nothing.

I just shrugged.

“How do I know she's the Princess? I haven't seen her yet, and I don't know anything about her.” I asked Grandpa.

“She got a unique eye color.” he said. “And besides, she'll come in your house. She's extraordinary. Be careful with her. She can kill an instant if she dislikes someone's attitude.” Grandpa warned. “Observe and use your mind.”

Even I curious, maybe she won't do that to me. We still have titles, both in business and leadership even it was already hold by our relatives. Anytime we want to take the lead in Italy, we can do, but we never plan for it. We're happy with our life status right now.

The princess.

I only know her eye color, blue-green eyes, same with Hawk.

“Do you have any picture of her?” I just want to be sure.

Grandpa laughed again.

“Don't be too excited, boy. You're going to meet her anytime she wants.” he smiled.

I just let Grandpa go. We talked a lot, about Andrea and Clyde, in business and in the mansion, before we left the ship.

Then I can do nothing but wait for the Royal princess to show up.

My soon-to-be wife.