When the wind blows

Chapter 4: Like devil like Antichrist

"You're asking to fail." I scoffed. "You must really think these pleasure ridden men are just going to sit down as you get rid of all the women. It only takes one rotten apple that makes the others go bad."

"Okay miss know it all— Wait we're supposed to be talking about me, I'm the one stressing."

My face dropped as I looked at him. "And I was kidnapped and almost raped, which one of us has the bigger problem?"

"Yeah, but come on. No one ever listens to me."

"Go on." I waved him off.

"Okay so My fathers been breathing down my damn neck since my ceremony to be appointed Don is right around the corner, I've been getting shit together none stop, I can't sleep, can't eat, then on top of that I'm also running the legal businesses so that the illegal businesses can prosper undetected."

The man ranted. To be honest and not forgetting my current situation, but I felt a little bad for him. "Do you want to take over?"

"Most definitely."

My lips went into a tight line catching his enthusiasm. I take what I thought back. "Well you need to know how to divide the work load. You're only one person. Don't you guys have a right hand or whatever the Fuck that is. Learn to use him, he's there for a reason. And start with what's important first and work your way down. You said the appointment is months away, stop rushing like you don't have time."

"But I also said my dads on my ass."

"And you've also said you'll be the new Don in a couple of months. Show him you can be a Don. Show him you can take responsibility and everything with it, but at your own pase, grow the hell up and stop stop seeking his approval."

He looked over at me in silence. Those eyes glowing in the small light. However, this was the first time I looked at him, like really looked at him. He was a fine and decent man with edge.

He had long wavy hair with purple tips tied back into a man bun. The sides were shaved, giving it a faded look. He had an attractive eye shape and a defined facial shape, with an obtuse jawline, strong chin, but his cheeks were a little chubby. The man had piercings; a industrial and lip one. By the way he sat you could tell that he was slender. The dress shirt that he wore had the sleeves rolled up and the slacks he wore were tight enough to get a great define of his thighs. The man had a perfect athletic body, tall, not much muscle but low key could tell he'd put you on your ass in a Second, and lean.

"Hey!" He shouted, snapping me out of checking him out. "You said you didn't want to fuck, don't look at me like that." His face was scrunched up with a pout I'm sure he wasn't aware of.

"What— I don't wanna fuck you."

"Mhm sure you don't." But his eyes started to skim me up and down, with me being very much aware of my attire or lack there of. "But I wouldn't mind fucking you."

"Never, your dick will be next."

"Bring it you kinky vixen." He winked.

"You're sick." I scoffed.

"I've been called worse. So what's your name?" He asked turning his whole body to face me.

"Why would I tell you that? I'm the one that's supposed to have your name, so I can turn you in when I get out of here."

A smirk pulled on his face at my behavior, he was very....something. "Xhristian — with an X — Xiao."

His voice went deep as he said his name, making him all the more attractive. "Good to know."

"Wait you really won't tell me your name?"

"Maybe next time."

"Good i like a challenge." He snuggly said then rose from the seat. "Alright come on it's been long enough."

I got up from the seat and rose, not even meeting his height by a foot.

"Alright so this is the plan kabu. You'll need to make it as believable as possible, if not then things are gonna change. So....strip."

My mouth gaped open. "What— why!?"

"Oh shut up. It needs to look believable right?"

It took me a while but I caught on to what he was saying after putting two and two together. He wants me to look like I got raped in front of the crowd of men outside, if this isn't sickening I don't know what is.

"But—"

"Women get naked and through that sheet around you. But make it a little loose."

This is bullshit

I huffed going over to where the sheet was and turned back around. To my relief the man wasn't watching out of respect so I quickly strip of the skimpy attire and through the sheet around me.

"You betree put on one hell of an act. I'll walk you back to your room and let the guards know you're done for the day."

I came back into his view and nodded. He began walking towards the stairs but something struck me and I grabbed his arm. "Hey. I wanted to ask could I see my friends. T-They were taken too a-and I haven't seen them. I need to make sure they are okay."

He studied my actions, before his lips pierced. "You are one hell of an actor." He caught on to my play of empathy and sadness, looking intently at my fake façade Ti get my way. "But yeah I'll do it just but I'm not your friend so don't be asking all types of shit."

"Trust me I wouldn't dream of meeting you again."

He gave me a vague smirk and we both walked up the stairs. Just before he opened the door he grasped my arm in a tight grip and we walked out.

The people looked at us in curiosity as he yanked me through the area. My best show was put on, my face was beat red, tears flowed from my eyes, my body shook, and my grasp on the sheet was tight.

The men there have him looks of praise and astonishment, the women didn't look any certain Ed in any way. He took me down a different hall and opened a door. The door continued the hallway with doors upon doors after another.

He walked all the way down to the end and took a left.

"This one is empty. This'll be your room from now on."

Xhristian twisted the door knob and sure enough it was open and walked me inside. The room was quite small, just like the one at my apartment.

"Wait there aren't any clothes here."

"They were stocked when you first arrived. I made sure of it."

I hummed but paused soon after realizing something. "Wait how do you know—"

A sinister and conniving smirk appeared On His face. "I know everything Aslan."

I stood in shock knowing damn well I never told him my name. "So let me guess you've told me a fake name, because you already knew mine." I was kinda sad.

He was the only nice man here but you know I forgot I'm in a house with a bunch of compulsive liars and killers, must've slipped my mind.

"Ah No you guessed wrong. I never Lied, yes my name is Xhristian Xiao, I just didn't tell you I knew your name."

"It wasn't like I would've freaked out any more than I am."

"Eh." He shrugged going back to the door and without another word he left.

Xhristian was sneaky

He was cheeky

Conniving

Charming

Like devil like Antichrist