Chapter 6

Crystal POV-

If my current days couldn't be any worse then it is now. I had too many meetings tomorrow. I can't believe some people to ask me to invest in their company when it is clear that it is going to be dust in few months. They wasted like 3 hours of my whole day. And then there were mafia meetings related to the recent incidents that Russian Mafia just took over another gang.

We were discussing about how we will take them down if they attacked us. We decided to find more member for Marsett. We'll also need an alliance. I don't think they would let us go by any chance because I have recently declined their alliance offer, which I think will give them another reason to kill us.

If they used their whole power including some of the mob gangs alliance, there is a chance we would be defeated. So I also need an alliance. I can't ask the Russian Mafia now to think about the pact, cause they will obviously decline it and announce a war directly.

After all these exhausting meetings, we had to go to a warehouse where some Mob gang tried to invade Marsett's headquarter. We took them down and I was already covered in blood. 

Then the day ended and I didn't got any rest and my leave of some days ended. Just wow! So where was I!?

Yeah, I woke up at 5am and remembered I had a fucking date with Chris. My body is screaming to lay me down again. But I had go there, I don't have any excuse and even if I do, I don't think he would take it. 

Cause it's so fucking obvious that I don't want to be near him but at the same time I need that touch again. It was new but felt good somehow which I despise. I shouldn't feel that way.

I groan in frustration. From both tiredness and my thoughts. It's just too much for me. I had my at 9 so I did gym for 2 hours straight. Then I took a shower. For a moment, I thought to wear a tank top and cargo, easy and comfortable movement if something happened. 

I want to scold my brain that 'For god's sake dress up like a normal girl would, you are going on a date, wear something like a fucking dress and stop thinking about only attacks. ' No one is going to attack on a restaurant, right?

Whatever, I entered my walk-in wardrobe and examined all the dresses I had. 

After 10 minutes of examining the dresses I chose a navy flowy dress, still for easy fast movements. I couldn't convince my mind, maybe it happened because of the recent incidents. Not maybe, it was definitely that.

The dress was sleeveless and had a square shaped neck. It didn't needed a zipper because it was really stretchable, it was a bit old styled and screamed elegance, well according to me it did. It was fitted till my waist, then it was flowy till just above my ankles. I hope it's normal.

Now I'm thinking how will I introduce or behave? I haven't been to a date ever before, no one asked me because they were too intimidated by me. Well, I'll just go and act like a business client, because it is a contract for both so practically a business thing I guess. 

I quickly put my custom shoes that had blades below it and put a strap with different knives. I can't carry a gun in this dress so I needed something.

I also put on a necklace with sharp edges. It was already 8:20 so I guess I didn't took long. I headed out of my house and the car was already waiting. It was the same one from which I came home from hospital the day Chris visited me. 

After 30 minutes

The driver opened the door for me when we reached the restaurant. It was good. It screamed elegance and richness. I entered the restaurant and a girl around my age welcomed me. I walked directly towards the counter and asked, "Any booking for 2 of Chris Corillis?"

She typed something in the computer and her eyes widened a bit. Was something wrong? I'm suspicious of this restaurant right now.

She collected herself looking at me and flashed a practiced gentle smile. She moved forward coming in front of me and led me in passing all the normal customers there. When we passed, all of them I knew they were looking at me curiously. 

She led me towards a VIP room and opened the door. There were only 6 or 7 such rooms I guess. Was this why the people were staring at us? I entered and met with a pair of blue crystal like glowing eyes because of lights but not because of any emotion like happiness.

They still looked cold and dead in the eye. I'm going to make him regret it if he put something like that day in hospital today. I don't care if I'm in a restaurant or not. 

She closed the door and I walked towards the other seat just in front of him. I settled my purse and corrected my hair so that it covers some tattoos at least. 

I could feel him staring at me. I looked at him and he was looking at my collarbone which I just hid with my hair. I had a simple Rose tattoo with my real name 'Crystal' hidden in it there but I don't wanted him to even look at it. I knew if he figured out the name in tattoo, he is definitely going to ask me about it which I don't want to answer. 

He was continuously looking there at my covered collarbone. I snapped my finger in front of his eyes. His eyes acknowledged mine.