Chapter 2 1

"Vexen, I understand your situation, but I hope you understand our situation as well."

I sighed. I made sure he could hear my sigh, which wasn't hard to do because we called each other on the cell phone.

I left my laptop in front of me and went to the kitchen. I put the cellphone to my ear and shoulder first so I could talk to him while I was trying to make coffee.

"I'm really sorry, Lindsay. I'm having a writer's block." I told him while putting creamer in my coffee, then I poured hot water over it and stirred.

"I understand, Vexen. I understand that writers really have phases like that. But it's been one week since your last update! The readers are already demanding!"

I took my coffee mug and brought it to my room. I sat down again in front of my laptop and sipped coffee. I didn't bother to turn on the light, even though it was dark outside.

Yes. Now this is life.

"Okay. I'm sorry, Lindsay. I'll try to send the update on Saturday." That will be three days from now.

"No! I want you to send the update tomorrow night!"

My eyes literally widened at what he said. I was thrown out of my chair and almost spilled my coffee.

"Shit!" I cursed.

"What? Did you curse me?" Lindsay asked in disbelief on the other line. I immediately shook my head, even though he couldn't see me.

"No, no. Of course not. But tomorrow night, really? Can't it be on Saturday?" I softened my voice. Maybe it will work again.

"No, Vexen. Tomorrow night. Or else we won't publish this book."

I held my breath. The truth is, it's not really a loss for me if what I write doesn't become a book. Writing is just my hobby. When I'm not doing missions, I'm writing. That's it. I didn't think that my work would be noticed, and someone offered me a publication company to publish my stories. I said yes-additional expenses at least. But if I had known that they would be so angry with the update, I would not have agreed.

"Alright.I'll send the update tomorrow night," I said before sighing again.

"Promise?" He said that I was like a child.

"Yeah, yeah. I have to think for the scenes now. Bye." I didn't wait for him to speak anymore and immediately hung up.

I stared at the draught on my laptop. I only have five hundred words, and I need to pass about three thousand words. I'm barely halfway through. And I don't know where to get ideas because nothing really pops into my head.

Shit!

My reprimanded brain hasn't gotten along yet. Instead of thinking about the next scenes of my story, my mind travelled. Two years ago. It's great, isn't it?

I remembered the reason why I am here today. My father wanted me to marry the second son of the Mancinis. But I declined. He already controlled my life, and now he even wants to control my marriage life? No way. I will not agree. I'm tired of being trapped in a life that I'm not happy with.

In addition, my fiancee is thin. I saw him once when he had a party and his family was also invited. handsome, but that's it. Thin.

At first, I was afraid to live alone. I'm also used to Papà always being able to support me; he always gives me luxury in exchange for the things he makes me do. And I can't refuse. Even though my life was in danger because of his wishes, I did it because I was still afraid. I don't have any money yet, and I can't stand on my own.

but now that I've saved up because of the missions I'm doing, I've got courage. Even more, I met people who were, let's say, not ordinary people because they were different from being normal. They helped me hide from my father. even though I don't know what their real names really are.

Tracer was the one who created my fake persona as well as kept an eye on what my father was doing. Of course, with the approval of El Ordre, a secret organisation that we're working for, Fortunately, they allowed me to make this request. If not, I don't really know where to pick it up.

Archer is the one who helped me find a house. He is also the one talking to El Ordre about my missions so that my father will not find me because he also has a connection with that organisation. So Archer does the talking for me.

And Violet. She's always checking on me. She actually even learned to speak Tagalog just to make me feel bad here in the Philippines. Even though she receives more assignments from El Ordre, she never forgets to say hello to me.

I stopped thinking when I heard a sound from the balcony of my room. Someone tried to pick the lock on the sliding door. I quietly left my seat and took the gun that was under my pillow. I quickly went to the side of the sliding door and waited for her to enter. and when the intruder went in, I immediately grabbed her arm and slammed her into the wall. I put her hand on her back and pointed my gun at her head.

Wait. Her?

"Woah! Easy there, V! It's me! The other V!"

I let go of her as soon as I finished talking to her and quickly turned on the light. and there I saw Violet massaging her left shoulder. It looks like I've been praised.

"Geez. Don't try to kill me next time, will you?" She said, she was annoyed with me, so I made her suffer.

"Geez, try to use the front door next time, will you?" I imitate her. "Why are you passing by when my house has a door and a doorbell?" I asked and hid the gun under my pillow.

Violet sat down on my bed. She took off her boots and then laid down completely.

"I can't find my keys, eh. I think it fell." I was about to laugh at her because I heard her weird accent again, but I couldn't because of what she said.

"What?! Are you fucking kidding me, Violet?! You lost your spare key?! What if someone else gets it, and worse, the enemy?! My caution will be useless!"

"Geez, you're so noisy!" She said, she was annoyed, so I took the pillow and threw a stone at her. She threw me back. "I'll tell Shielder to change your locks, okay? If you want more high-tech!"

I just tortured her and sat down in front of my laptop again. It looks like I won't be able to update it anymore because of Violet.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"I was nearby, and I was too lazy to go home, so I decided to sleep here." She said, and I hit her with a pillow.

"No way, Violet! There might be an enemy following you, and it's 'lazy, not lazy!"

She didn't answer me and just laid down. I hit her with a pillow to wake her up, but she didn't move. I sighed and looked at my laptop again. We were in that position when I heard footsteps on the stairs. Violet, who I thought was sleeping, quickly got up and pulled out a gun. I again took my gun from under the pillow and took a position next to the door.

When the door opened, I immediately pointed the gun at him and was about to pull the trigger when I saw him. I tsked when I saw the smirk on his lips.

"Take it easy, girls. It's me." he said, raising both hands as if surrendering to the police. Disgusted, I put the gun back under my pillow and sat down again.

"What are you doing here?" Violet asked, saying that I should be the one asking because this is my house.

"I just want to check on V to see if she's still alive," he said as he sat on the sofa there. "How are the bride and groom?"

I gave him a bad look. "Stop me, Archer," I said, and he just chuckled.

"You look like Jensen Ackles," Violet said as she stared at Archer. The man frowned.

"What?"

"They say you look like Dean Winchester from Supernatural." I translated what Violet said and looked at her. "It should be 'you really look like', Violet." She just shrugged and lay back on the bed.

"Is that beautiful?" Archer asked me.

"Great!' the fool grinned.

"Am I handsome?"

"No." His smile disappeared. I looked at him seriously. "Why are you here?" I asked. I know just as well that Archer won't come here for nothing. And I was right because his face became serious.

"I heard from Tracer that your father is looking for you in Albania now."

I held my breath. For two years, Papa never stopped looking at me. It looks like he won't stop until I marry Mancini's daughter. Fortunately, he didn't think that I was hiding in the England.

"I'm sure your father will eventually find out that you're hiding here in the England. He just doesn't think about it now because you have many enemies here. But what if he finds you? What will you do?"

I couldn't speak immediately. My plan was to find a man I would love and ask him to marry me right away. Or anyone just willing to break up with me afterwards. But in the job I have, it's not easy to trust other people.

"I need to immediately find a man who will agree to marry me and then divorce me." I looked at Archer. "Are you the only one?" I laughed when he looked at me as if he hated me.

"I'd rather die! Spare me! I don't want to get married!"

I just laughed at his reaction. What I know is that someone doesn't believe in the word 'love'. I'm waiting for Cupid to shoot him so I can see how I can make him fall in love and at least make me laugh. But I stopped laughing when I saw what time it was.

"Shit! It's one in the morning!"

I quickly pulled Violet upright, who looked like she had really fallen asleep. I also pulled Archer before opening my bedroom door and pushing them out.

"Go home! I still need to write an update on my story!" I said while pushing them.

I breathed a sigh of relief when we got outside my house. Violet immediately got into her Triumph Daytona and drove away without even saying goodbye.

"V." I looked at Archer with serious eyes. "Your brother got out of the hospital."

I was surprised by what he said. I didn't expect that. It seems that this is really the reason why he came to my house. He just couldn't say it earlier because Violet was there.

"Is he well?" I asked, unable to hide my pleasure. contrary to Archer's dark face.

"I don't know. But remember this, V. If he insults my friend's family again or my friend himself, I will forget that he is your brother."

I nodded to him. I know what he and Tracer did for the favour I asked them. Even though brother Vander's fault was big with his friend's family, they still did the favour I asked for. So I should thank them more.

"I understand," I said. He stared at me for a while before sighing and slowly smiling.

"You still don't have a neighbor, huh? You can whine loudly."

My eyes widened because of what he said, and I punched his arm. What a fool! I even sympathized with his lewdness and forgot that I was a woman!

But I'm used to it. especially when I'm partnered with men in the assignment given to us by El Ordre and I'm the only woman. Pure obscenity comes out of their mouths. But even so, they know how far they can make a joke. and I know that Archer only said that to make me forget what he said about brother Vander.

"Tu piezza di merda!" I was rude to him, but he just laughed.

"I love you too!" he said. That's why I gave him such a strong blow that he fell down. I tormented him and entered the house. When Archer jokes, there is no end.

When I heard his car leave, I breathed a sigh of relief. Silence immediately surrounded me, so this is also the house I chose because it is at the very end and no one lives in the house next to mine. I need silence to think of a scene in the story I'm making.

I immediately held my breath when I remembered what Archer had said earlier. I know how angry they are as friends with my brother Vander. And I'm scared because I know what they'll do the next time their friend gets hurt.

I just wish that brother Vander was really okay now. The last time I talked to him was two years ago, and we were able to talk rationally. It means that there was an improvement before. I really hope he's gone. I want to see him, but I can't because he's in Italy, where my papa is.

I just really miss my Brother Vander so bad.