SCREAM

I am sorry, Cyrus shivered at the stares Andreas was giving to him. You didn't want the police anyway, so it's still a win-win for you.

Soon the sound of Andreas' watch beeped, which always alerted him of an incoming danger.

Danger is getting close; we have to leave, he muttered. They came for the fool; he has some information that might get them in trouble. Take him along with you, Richard, staring at the disguised policeman, while Dante will go with me.

Walking towards Isabella, who moved back in fear, please let me go. Her eyes swelled with tears, but she was knocked unconscious by Andreas catching her as she fell on his arms. Sorry, but no one must know about the technology or its name, not even you.

Cyrus smiled, If I will be useful to you, the least you could do is to give me that pretty lady, he said, staring at Isabella. You're not going to let her go so easily since she knows your secret, so she can come with us. With an unknown anger rising up in him, he landed a punch on Cyrus, making him hit his back hard on the ground. "Cuss you, Andreas Astridsson.

Soon the place began to be hectic as a gunshot was heard; seriously, Andreas muttered frustrated, I should have come with more backup. Running to their secret escape route which Dante found out in case of pending danger, he looked at Isabella once more, contemplating if he should just let her die. Sighing, he threw her on his shoulders; Dante glared at Isabella's unconscious form. I don't know, but she seems like trouble to me. Boss, do we have to take her along with us? He murmured a complaint but was shut down by Andreas's glare. She's my prisoner now; nobody touches her but me.

Dante looked in confusion at the drastic change in Andreas; he didn't allow any lady to touch him, not after that unfortunate incident, yet he was comfortably holding onto this lady, entering the car with an immediate effect. They drove off, not without the men in black almost catching up with them as they shot at the fast-moving car. Isabella positioned her head properly on Andreas chest, making him glare at her. Who sleeps this soundly in the midst of chaos? He pushed her head away from his shoulders, groaning loudly at the thought of his special day being interrupted.

She wiggled when her head was pushed away, putting a little frown on her face at the intrusion.

Andreas stared at the sleeping girl, wondering why he didn't just leave her at the crossfire. The car stopped in front of a magnificent mansion. Coming down from the car with a stoic expression, everything didn't go as planned, and he was in a terrible mood with the butler coming to greet him. Noticing his master's mood, he decided it was best for him not to make any silly mistakes.

Richard!! Andreas called, Lock that idiot up, pointing at Cyrus, turning to Dante, Take the girl to the guest room. I will decide what to do about her tomorrow. Guest room, but why, boss, can't we throw her in the basement with this other guy?

Yes! Why can't she also be thrown in the basement like I, Cyrus whined?

Shut up; he was hit on the head by Richard.

Andreas' expression turned chilly facing Dante. Do as I say and don't dare lay a finger on her." Dante nodded frantically. It's been a while; his boss got mad at him, and it was all for this girl. Pouting as he walked towards her, trying to carry her, he stared at her sleeping soundly with a little smile on her face as though she was dreaming; he had to admit she was a beauty, clearing his head from that thought and carrying her in his arms.

Andreas was lost in thought and brewing with anger. He got snapped out of his thought at the sight of Dante carrying the fragile-looking girl in his arms; his anger seemed to increase.

Walking towards Dante, he snatched her from his hands, carrying her instead while giving him a scornful look. Dante, Butler Amando, and Cyrus stared in confusion. What's with the weird attitude of Andreas? Wasn't he the one who gave the order to carry the girl?

Noticing his awkward behavior, Andreas cleared his throat before walking away with Isabella in his arms. She snuggled closer to him. You smell so good, she muttered, making him glare at her before he continued walking. For someone who saw danger, you sure do sleep a lot. Shouldn't you be awake by now? he murmured.

Now the girl gets carried in your arms while I get dragged like a criminal, Cyrus whined.

Concentrate on the mission, boss Andreas.

You seem to be falling for this cutie in your hands. Cyrus teased while chuckling at the drama display at his front.

You know, Cyrus, I happen to have a technology that can turn you mute for over a week. Would you like me to test-run it on you? I'm sure you will make a nice lab rat, Andreas spoke out while smiling, which gave Cyrus the creeps, making him shut his mouth.

Entering the guestroom, he threw her on the bed, making her groan, before settling herself on the bed and sleeping soundly. Andreas scoffed before closing the door. Entering into his living room, he walked towards the wine shelf, pouring himself a drink before drinking it all in a gulp. Those pesky black spiders, he muttered, crushing the wine glass in his hands. Amando noticed the cut on his master's hand; he hurriedly brought the first aid kit but did not get close to him to avoid making him angrier than he is.

Master! He called out to showcase his presence, dropping it. Andreas commanded his phone to ring, and yet another frown was formed on his face. Picking up the call, What do you want, Father?"

What do you want? Father, I am in a terrible mood, and yes, I haven't found your dear gadget yet.

You are always in a terrible mood, Andreas. Galen clapped back, I don't care about the gadget as much as I care about you; just be careful on your quest to get it back. When you are ready, I will tell you all about the Nova X suit, Andreas. Andreas scoffed. Care about me? I don't think so, Father, and I don't want to know about your technologies. I'm only trying to get it back because you and your team worked hard on it, and I don't plan on inheriting your company, Father.

I am sure you will someday, Galen sighed.

Butler Armando moved forward, cleaning the wounds of Andreas's hand while he kept on gulping the wine down with his other hand. After cleaning his wounds properly, he excused himself.

Dante stared at his master's angry expression, not knowing if it was right to bring the discussion up, clearing his throat, Sir Andreas. What are we going to do about the girl? Andreas' eyes were bloodshot, glaring at Dante, who felt his pulse quicken.

Will you just let the girl be. It's not so difficult now, is it? Don't let me pull the trigger on you, Dante .

I apologize, boss, Dante offered an apology. It was because of that girl, he murmured.

Soon the bright light reflected in her room, and she stared in her sleep; she hadn't slept so comfortably in a while. Opening her eyes to a gigantic room, she shot out of the bed, holding her body, scared at where she was. Remembering what happened, she let out a scream, which echoed loudly in the mansion.