QT: Against My Will

405 7.29 – Are You The Help I Need? – War Of The Wickeds

Dai An didn’t like how she was neglecting Ru Quan because of Victor and began to tug at Ru Quan’s suit, “Are you going to be the HELP, I’ve been looking for all my life?”

Ru Quan corrected Dai An’s posture and sat down next to her while giving their orders to the waitress. He didn’t answer because he thought she was raising her question for Victor. He was possessive, yes, but not as much as protective. So he would wait to see the direction of her heart and soul, to see if trying to save her was what was good for both of them.

“...” Victor’s thought process was interrupted by the constant rumbling of her hungry stomach. Her words sounded less ambitious and quite honest, making it hard for others to see if she was wearing a pretentious mask or not. Everything she did had to be an act to gain his pity, he thought.

If he took a different approach, like trying to help Silvia LeClére, things might have ended differently. But who would actually do that?! If Silvia LeClére didn’t put effort into trying to become a better, kinder, more considerate person, why should anyone else put effort into being her friend and look past her cruel behaviour?!

Ru Quan would find it difficult too, but the more he understood mankind, the less he cared about good or bad because everyone was simply a puppet of circumstances. He found it fascinating how Dai An did not only realise it in her early childhood but also began to act on it. She viewed most people as puppets of their own minds, and she begged to differ, “What’s your relationship with Victor Egerton?”

Dai An would name her ‘companions’ in the underworld by different names. Depending on what cosmetic procedure they would be doing on her, she would call them a masseur, a manicurist, and such, “A personal hairdresser and his customer.”

Ru Quan hid the hurt in his eyes, thinking about the sanctuary she had to build in the middle of hell, “What is your relationship with me?”

Dai An beamed with a smug arrogance, feeling like a protagonist inside of her favourite fairy tales, which she used to make up in her head, “A saviour and the love of his life.”

Victor’s eyes twitched from the sudden change of behaviour in Silvia and Earl Fester. They looked content and happy, like two actors taking a break after playing the roles of two stupid villains. Their masks came undone, and what one could see was their brilliant side. They could be compared to the types of villains in the movie, where everyone would root for them more than the Hero.

.....

“Love of my life?” Ru Quan chuckled softly, totally pacified by her answer. Her behaviour was like that of a weirdly polite child with the wisdom of an adult woman, “Save your cockiness until you give birth to the Fester clan’s next alpha.”

Dai An zipped up her mouth playfully, giving him the key as a keepsake, ‘?Dai An calling Bing Shi. The meals are here.’

|”I AM BAAAAAAACK, who have missed me?!”|

‘~Me, me, me.’

Bing Shi swiftly pushed the plate of food, which the Earl’s daughter brought to her, to the seat opposite her. She decided to pull off the sweet Silvia everyone had forgotten about, “Victor, you must be hungry from the constant standing. Take a seat and have a meal with us. Here, take mine. I won’t be eating because I’m on a one-day diet. If you want to give me some snacks, wait until tomorrow’s classes.”

Victor looked her chubby body up and down, then sat opposite of them, “Whatever that one day diet of yours is, it must be the opposite of a hunger strike.”

Bing Shi burst out in laughter when she remembered Silvia’s breakfast, “I mean, I’m still digesting the huge cow from this morning.”

“..” Victor’s lips cracked. She was making him want to throw away his pride and ego, forget the past and join her goofy jokes. He waved at the waitress to order a drink for himself, “One Old Fashioned.”

|Where is Dai An?|

|”She is on a one-day diet too. She woke me up to ask if I was hungry, but I’m full from just seeing you. Sooo... bye and don’t forget to miss me.”|

Ru Quan wrapped his arm around her shoulders as if refusing to let her go, then loosened his hold helplessly, whispering, “What are you doing?”

Dai An reached her hand behind his pants to take his gun in silence, “Why do you carry a gun when you are not a betta?”

“I actually wanted to give it to you, but it seems like you don’t need a defensive weapon anymore,” before Ru Quan could speak about the werewolf and Riley accident to incite Victor further, Felicia returned with Victor’s drink.

Felicia placed the glass on the table, her previous lost hope changed into hope for a better future, and it could be felt by everyone in the room, “Here is your Old Fashioned, Sir.”

Dai An played with the gun for a while, then did something everyone expected the least when she pulled the trigger at Felicia’s forehead, killing her on the spot.

Felicia’s body jolted a few times from the shock before the spark in her eyes had passed on.

That shiver that passed by Victor’s and Ru Quan’s skin was a moment of truth that none of their expressionless masks could ever hide.

Unwrapping the arm around her shoulders, Dai An pointed the trigger at Victor while Ru Quan still remained inwardly startled, “If you are just here to find fun and excitement, you are at the wrong place, Victor. You won’t get to play a hero with me, so you better go back from where you came from or kill me before I find a way to kill you too.”

Victor glanced at the blood coming out of the body on the floor, gripping his fists tightly when she pulled the trigger at Felicia a few more times. She killed an innocent person, just to prove their differences. He had met more than a few feisty women who tried to push him away because of his player nature, but this one was batshit psycho!

When Victor thought how Olivia’s way of trying to keep him away was a bit too much, this one was over the extreme! Riley could be brutal and merciless, but he wasn’t pure evil – that boy only ever punished annoying and bad people. Towards his people, Riley would always be more than generous.