Chapter 4

"What the hell, Athena? You should have at least said a word before you decided to dump your in-ear and cut our connection!"

I shut my eyes calmly. I just got home and these are the first words that I heard from Peter, as expected.

When I touched my stomach, I could still feel how badly it hurt.Though nothing happened to us again, that lingering pain from last night's mistake is still evident.

"So what happened? Was that his driver? Or did he drive you here? " Peter continued to throw questions.

I glared at him. "What made you think that I'd let him take me here?"

He pursed his lips and shrugged, still looking a bit pissed. That's the truth. I would not let anyone of our victims take me to their apartment.

"Where's Erin?" I asked.

"She took Milo out." He simply said while still looking so grumpy. I rolled my eyes.

"If you only knew what odds I had to deal with, Peter. Stop being grumpy or I'll fvcking smack that hell out of you. " I laid my back on their couch so I could relax my body.

I felt him sitting at the end of the couch. Without a word, he lifted my feet and put them on his legs so we would fit on their not so big couch.

"This is the reason why we hate each other so much," he uttered, and started massaging my feet.

I groaned lightly in relief that I felt.

"You smacked me the first time you saw me." He added.

I smirked. That's true. Back when we were still going to university, Erin, his sister, was my classmate. Somehow, life played both of our families, and we ended up becoming like this. From being priviledge to being broke people.

Erin had to stop going to university since their parents died in an assassination. She had to take care of their special child brother, Milo, who we love the most. I often came into their apartment that time, when Peter came out of the blue.

I was in my underwear when I came out of their room and Peter, who was a stranger to me at the time, saw me. I smacked him, thinking he was a trespasser or something, but turns out he's Erin's brother who ran away when he was still young.

"You're always rude and brutal," Peter said. With my eyes shut, I could still sense the light tone in his voice. It's like he's reminiscing or something.

I arched my back when his finger touched the sensitive part of my foot. God, I should schedule a massage.

"But you're head over heels with this rude and brutal woman, Peter." I smirked.

"Don't be too full of yourself; that's all in the past." He sounded defensive.

I open one of my eyes to peak at his reaction. His expression is hard while focusing on massaging my foot. I smirked and shut my eyes again.

"The upper part, Peter," I said, and he slid it over my legs.

I laughed when his hands stopped. He cursed and put down my legs harshly and removed himself from the couch.

We hooked up. We used to. Peter is a bit different from his soft-spoken sister, Erin. He seems like a black sheep or some sort. Our evil personalities vibed so much that we ended up flirting with each other, but ended up being allies to make a living.

He's the brain and I'm the body of every underground transaction and bribery that we do. He researches things and explains them to me, and I materialize them all. Yes, evil, right?

"So how's it? Were you able to secure any key points?" he asked.

My expression turned sour. I was able to, of course. My body ain't free, though something ain't right as well.

I sat and got my purse. I got Knight's black card and threw it at the table. He smirked and looked at me proudly before getting the black card and scanning it.

"Black card on the first time you meet? What sorcery did you do this time?"

I avoided his eyes and relaxed my body again. I wouldn't tell him, never.

"Black cards ain't new to us, Peter."

"Of course. The black card usually appears after a few made-up stories. Did you perhaps use the sick card or the sugar baby card?"

I clenched my teeth. 'I fvckin pulled out the v-card, Peter!' I wanted to shout. But of course, I kept it all to myself.

"I reckon that one card is nothing to him. You must be the one to know that. You're the one who did all the research, Peter."

"I know, but I didn't expect you to get a plus one right away."

I sighed heavily. Plus one, my ass.

"And you told me you need a high-end victim. This is by far our most expensive, Athena. Is this how you end with a bang?"

I kept all my words to myself. Our crimes usually stop when we get a card like this. But this time, I know that a single black card won't put an end to my problem. Billions, attorneys, compensation... my body would be working 24/7.

"You know the consequences, right? One wrong move, and we're fvcked up," he warned.

"I know," And I think I fvcked up already. Things did not go to plan on the very first day.

I groaned and decided to not answer Peter. Erin and Milo arrived on time. I sat down to see them enter their apartment. Milo is eating ice cream while Erin holds his other hand.

"Milo!" I called him. He looked at me immediately and greeted me.

"Oh, you're home." Erin's words to me. I just nodded at her. "Have you had your breakfast already?" she asked.

I nodded lazily.

"Oh, I cooked your favorite a while ago. What did you have for breakfast? " She settled Milo down before she put down some plastic bags on their table.

I pursed my lips. "Just... tongues and lips."

Her eyes widened a fraction and she frowned when my words processed in her brain. She just shook her head like she was disappointed or what. I giggled at her reaction. My naive friend, I really don't know why we became friends. Haha

"I'll eat. I'll just change clothes. " I said.

"I'll preheat it," she simply said. I came to her and kissed her cheeks. She's just like a mother figure to us.

I glanced at Peter, who was glaring at me. He's scanning my clothes. I'm still wearing Knight's clothes and I'm still in my underwear.

"You want a kiss too?" I joked. I heard Erin's murmuring.

I went to him and snatched the card from his hand. "We will not be using this too soon. That man is getting on my nerves. We'll play hard to get until he offers more than just this. " I said.

He didn't answer because I know he knows what I'm up to. I'm the one who knows the target, after all. He knows those technicalities, but I'm the one who's in control.

"Oh come on, Peter!" I groaned. "Is this still about the in ear? God! I'll buy you tons!"

"Where the hell did he take you last night?" he asked coldly, making me stop from entering their room. I stopped in front of Milo, who was peacefully eating his ice cream.

I just smiled sweetly at him.

"You would not be happy to know." I said before I kissed Milo's temple. He giggled and I giggled before getting inside their room.

Humming, I closed it. I stopped and leaned against the door after that. My smile disappeared and I let my back slide on the door until my sore buttocks reached the floor.

I stared at the black card. I don't know why I feel so hollow, like a big hole has existed in me.