Chapter 5 Sir Richard

Cristine's POV

"Perfect."

I looked at my reflection at the mirror in front of me. I was wearing a dark green asymmetric neckline top and a leather pants paired with my black bondage boots.

I also put some light makeup and tied my hair into a ponytail. I'm so tired of wearing those old clothes at the mansion. I love how I look like now.

I'm here at the mall. Tonight I'm going to meet Miko at the bar and gather some information about Jannah.

I immediately get out of the dressing room and wait a taxi outside the mall. The bar was not that far, so I arrived at exactly 10:00 p.m.

As I entered there, loud music welcomed me.

People are dancing around under the influence.

The smell of alcohol lingers in my nose.

I already saw him at one of the table with two woman. He was drinking while making out with them, but when he saw me, he immediately push away those girls and stood up.

He was tipsy.

"Cristine! I'm glad you came," he said, having difficulty in standing straight.

"You're drunk."

He offer me the seat beside him and I sat down there. He poured some liqueur in the old fashioned glass and handed it to me.

"I didn't know that you have a gorgeous body," he whispered in my ears and sniffed my neck.

I drank the liqueur and winced because of the taste of it.

His hands were touching different parts of my body. His left hand was caressing my breast while his other hand was touching my face. Seconds after, he reached for my lips and kiss it. He french kiss me with his expert tongue.

I pushed him that made him looked at me with disappointment. He was about to reach my lips again, but I covered his mouth.

"I'm going to ask you some questions before anything else."

He pushed me and opened a new bottle of beer before he leaned to his seat.

"Feel free to ask me anything," he said and drank.

"Who is Jannah Villamor?"

He looked at me.

"Oh, that girl. I know her. She's Aron's childhood sweetheart." He laughed and drink again.

I knew it.

My suspicions were right that Jannah was special to him.

"Is she his girlfriend?"

"Nah, they never became lovers. They had a mutual understanding, but Jannah goes to Italy to study. Up until now, Aron was waiting for her to come back even though he has no communication to her anymore."

Miko shook his head and drink the remaining liquid inside the bottle before he open another bottle of beer again.

I don't know if alcohol was already running through his blood. I looked at the table and saw how many empty bottles of beer are there. In my estimation...

17?

I turned my gaze on him.

"Do you think she will come back?"

"Tss, she's famous now. I could say that she doesn't need Aron anymore. And besides, even if she come back or not, I don't care about them."

I nodded. He don't know that much.

I stood up and walked away. I even heard him call my name, but because he was drunk, he fall onto the ground and take his long nap while kissing the floor.

**

I climb the fence of Quizon's mansion and let my self in. The whole mansion was already quite and dark.

It's already midnight and I am now wearing my old clothes. I have the keys of the door at the backyard, so I let in without hassle.

I'm on my way to the maid's room when I heard a voice from the dining area.

"I didn't know that my son hired maids that sneak out in the middle of the night."

My body seems like a cold corpse when I recognized the owner of that voice.

He's still awake?!

I heard his footsteps, walking towards my direction. He stood in front of me and I remained looking on the floor.

"G-good evening, Sir Rich. I-I didn't know that you're still awake, Sir." My voice stuttered and I could feel my hands sweating because of nervousness.

"Where did you go?"

I can't tell him that I go to the bar. He could fire me and my mission will fail if ever. I can't fail right now.

"From my friend's house, Sir. She invited me at her birthday."

He became silent for some seconds. He was weighing if I'm telling the truth or not.

Fortunately I didn't drank too much because if I did, he will smell the alcohol in me and I'm done.

Dead air filled the place where we are right now. But seconds after, he just walked passed me like nothing happened. I heard his footsteps upstairs and I followed him with my stares.

Before he step on the last tread, he looked at me like he was telling me that he was watching me.

His eyes, even if it's too dark, it was too clear in my naked eyes. He don't like me... I could sense that.

I looked down and immediately entered our room.

Third Person's POV

Aron was sleeping peacefully on his bed. He was so tired of his long day of work and going to bed was the best treat he could give to himself.

His whole room was so quiet and only the sound of the air-conditioner can be heard as well as the heavy breathe that was coming from him.

His door opened slowly and someone came in.

Walking one by one, trying not to make any noise that can awake him.

The person smiled widely when it reached Aron. The person get the knife hiding from its back.

The knife was sharp and shining when a small touch of light coming from the window met the surface of it.

Aron jolted awake when he felt like someone was standing next to him and he was surprised when he saw a knife that was about to hit his head.

"Fuck!"

His sleeping body suddenly woke up from a nightmare. He was catching his breathe and sweats are flowing on his neck down to his chest.

"Argh!" Aron messed up his hair and covered his ears because of the continuous knocking on his door.

He stood up and marched towards the door.

"What the fuck do you need?!" He opened the door and saw the person that was disturbing his morning.