I can’t believe he just left me like that! After I said the words he needed to hear.
Unbelieveable. That nasty piece of walking ice! Everything that breathes inside him is made of it!
I fucking messed up. I shouldn’t have caved. I ceased pacing and sat back down when my head spun and a small migraine formed. I looked at the clock on the wall.
It was late, and I was not a bit sleepy. I’m frustrated to the brim, and staying here all by myself wasn’t helping. Tori had to leave for something important and told me she would be back first thing in the morning.
I rose to my feet and walked to the frameless floor mirror to adjust my glasses and my long-sleeved pajama shirt.
I walked to the door and opened it, poking my head first to look.
"Where are the men?" I said, stepping out fully to observe the plain corridor.
"Guarding the premise."
I jumped at the voice and turned to my left to see a man in a red suit, legs crossed, and a cigar between his lips.
Red suit? He must be the one Tori mentioned.
"You’re in a hospital, you’re not supposed to smoke."
He pointed to the sign, and I caught sight of a skull tattoo on his hand with amazing detail. "The picture shows a cigarette, I’m having something better, and I’ve already done my rounds on the balcony."
I scoffed. "All still the same."
He adjusted to face me, his arm swinging to the back of the seat, and I caught sight of a bar code tattoo on his cheek as well as a little writing I can’t make out from here. There was a large snake tattoo that covered a side of his neck, reaching his jaw. He had a piercing just above his eyebrow and ear gauges.
Okay, this dude screams danger? Does he work for Ares?
"I was wondering why the boss walked out drenched from head to toe..." he commented, taking in my wet hair, and a blush covered my cheeks. "I know why now."
I cleared my throat. "Um, who are you?"
"Nico."
"Nico. Do you work for Ares?"
"Yes."
He must be part of the security detail then.
"Okay... I’m Cat—"
"I know you, milady. So let’s pause with the introduction there."
I fixed him with a questioning look. "But we just met."
He smirked broadly, making me uncomfortable.
"Um... I’m gonna just go, so enjoy chewing on your joint and hope that a nurse doesn’t spot you and give you an earful. By the way, I mean I’m telling." I walked.
"Sorry, milady, but I can’t let you leave your room."
I halted my steps and faced him. "Excuse me?"
"Boss orders."
I folded my arms, feeling my anger rise to the surface. "That’s none of my business."
"Aww man! Don’t make it harder for me," he whined. "I’m gonna get fired."
I couldn’t tell if he was apprehensive or making a joke, but I figured it was the latter, given the wide grin plastered on his face like a clown.
"I need to see Reed. So how about you follow me and still do your job?"
"Reed?" He rose to his feet, running a hand through his shoulder-length dark hair. "I don’t think that’s such a good idea."
"You’re getting on my nerves," I said, already annoyed. First, he stopped me, told me I can’t leave my room, and now this?
Nico placed his palms together to beseech. "Apologies, milady."

Jesus! What is that dude’s problem?

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