Chapter 6

Her jaws dropped, causing her to step back as quick as possible from him.

She thought him as a savior, but he actually turned out to be a full-time pervert, and right now, a slow, perverted smile is on his lips as the smokes poured sinfully out of them.

She took the second step back, planning to run when she takes the third one.

"Are you scared, sunshine?" He spoke again, his voice so low, yet powerful and domineering.

The force in the air is undeniable, and she finally took the third step, turning around and scrambling out of the corner like a scaredy-cat, totally forgetting about the apples.

Colt took a full drag, watching her unmistakable back view till she went out of sight, then he returned his eyes to the wounded thieves who're still groaning on the ground.

He gave the one lying closest to him a spinning kick, and the unlucky guy flew to a nearby pole, passing out with foamy blood pouring out of his mouth.

"Ask who's the boss before acting bossy, else you'll find yourselves floating on the surface of a river...dead" he said, his cadence off the rails.

He discarded his burning cigar on the belly of one of them, and that one began rolling on the floor, trying to shake off the burns.

Colt walked out of the corner, checking his bloody fist out.

He was actually still on his drive when the car felt too confined, so he decided to park and come out for a stroll, then he walked into the scene.

The plan was to save the damsel in distress and get her in his bed tonight unfailingly, but she turned out to be the so-called Prime Minister's wife, and then the intent changed.

He saved her anyways, and now she's owing him a favor which he'd collect for sure.

When he got back to the main road, she was completely gone like he expected, so he smiled intentionally again before getting back in his car.

He searched for the trendiest exclusive clubhouse in this city right now, and he immediately got the answer.

He swerved the car to the other side of the road, giving his lips slow-slow bites as he drove down the road.

PRIME MINISTER'S VILLA*

Hailey looked like a ghost when she got down from the taxi in front of the villa.

She just knew she's in for shit tonight, and there's no escaping it.

She lost Judith's apples to the corner, and she was lucky to escape the perverted savior and get a taxi back home, but now she's left with how to explain.

What's she gonna tell Judith?

She took a deep breath before proceeding into the house, and as expected, the villa staffs are still out.

The drivers are still washing the cars, and the cleaners are busy in preparation for tomorrow too. The doormen are having lively chats with them.

As she walked past them, one of the drivers threw a bar of soap at her, and it hit her head hard.

She didn't bother to stop since it's not new. The staffs take pleasure in bullying her, following Judith's orders.

Anyone who bullies her the most gets to be Judith's favorite staff and will get additional meals from her.

Hailey hasn't gone too far when another bar of soap hit her on the back, but she didn't stop as the staffs cracked up with laughter.

Another bar of soap flew forward, about to hit her in the face, but someone appeared and caught it before it could hit her.

It's Leilani, Blake's favorite assassin.

Her dark lashes were unblinking as she threw the bar of soap back to the staff who threw it.

It hit the staff on the throat, and the staff fainted for real. The hit was too lethal coming from Leilani.

"Thank you" Hailey smiled.

Leilani didn't even look at her nor reply, she just continued her saunter.

Hailey proceeded inside, and Leilani finally stopped, looking back.

When she saw Hailey is gone, she proceeded too, but just outside the security quarters, Lysandra blocked her.

"Did you just save Hailey from the staffs? You're not scared Judith might kill you?" She said.

"Out of my way" Leilani glared, hard.

"I'll do you the favor of reporting it to Judith, you can await your punishment" Lysandra glared back.

"This unnecessary gossiping and nose-poking is the reason you'll never match up to me. You'll forever be below, where you belong" Leilani hit her with the words like whips before walking out on her.

Lysandra punched the pillar beside herself in anger.

"Leilani..."

On getting inside, Hailey didn't meet Judith in the living room as expected, so she went upstairs and knocked softly on her door.

"Judith?"

"Are you here with the apples? Throw them in the bin, I lost my appetite" Judith's voice came from inside.

It doesn't take a genius to know she's currently orgasming. Her hoarse voice is enough confirmation. She must be pleasuring herself.

Hailey thanked her stars before proceeding to her own room, falling in bed tiredly.

So she went out for nothing, and if the perverted savior hadn't appeared, she'd have been robbed and raped by the thieves.

She sighed out, the face of the pervert appearing in her head again.

"Who's he anyways? He didn't look like any random guy" she muttered.

Her phone rang with a buzz in her purse, and she quickly sat up to take it.

It's Manson on screen, a video call.

She smiled widely before picking the call, settling down properly in bed and hugging a pillow.

When Manson's face came to screen, she chuckled.

"Hey, narcissist"

"Hey, Mrs. Augustus" Manson replied with the same tone, and her expression turned sour.

"Don't call me that"

"What? Isn't that your husband's surname? Or did you forget you're married to Blake Augustus, the ugliest prime minister ever" Manson replied, and Hailey sighed.

"If you're gonna keep talking about him, I'm hanging up"

"You wouldn't do that to your college best friend, would you? We were extra close back then at Aristocrats College, so much that people thought we were dating" Manson said proudly, and Hailey chuckled again.

"Don't remind me, please"

"Why not? Girls got jealous of you cos I hated them and took you as my befriend. I'm sure they'd kill you if they had guns back then, especially Judith, your husband's girlfriend. We both know she loves me" Manson laughed in total mockery, standing from the chair he's sitting on.

He's wearing nothing on his lower body except tight condom boxers.

"Goodnight" Hailey quickly said, clicking red and throwing the phone under the sheets, then she piled the duvet over herself.

Their college times is not something she wants to reminisce about, not when it gives her absolute butterflies.

Truly, she was Manson's only female friend in college, and other girls hated her for it, but it wasn't easy for her too cos back then, Manson saw her as 'just' a friend, and presently, he's still seeing her as 'just' a friend.

But as for her, she tripped so bad for him, and she's still tripping hard.

She's got feelings for Manson Cobalt.