Greetings and salutations, my dears readers. I am back with a new chapter. I hope you enjoyed the mystery from the last one cause everything is gonna come out soon.

Well, enjoy it.

Disclaimer: I own nothing cause if I have had we would have seen many Razaya kisses.


The night air was warm and the breeze raised goosebumps on her half-naked skin. His musky scent was invading her nostrils as he walked next to her and she suddenly became aware that she didn't know this part of the city. He gave her right hand a gentle squeeze and she tensed. Her long hair was caught in an elegant bun. She was wearing a green dress that molded perfectly on her body and heels. She used a delicate makeup: green eye shadow, black mascara and red lipgloss. The only jewels she wore were a golden bracelat, a gift from him, and the engagement ring. A chill went through her as they entered into the restaurant. She allowed herself to study her companion. He was dressed in a tuxedo. His somber blue eyes were scanning the local for an empty table as he walked. He found it and went to it, ignoring the looks the people gave him, and most importantly, her. It didn't bother them to be seen together. Not at all. But it did bother him when other males looked at her. And as long she was in that dress, that showed a little more than he wanted to admit, he knew that they were going to look at her. A big part of her cleavage was showed,; ell it was big for her but not for other girls, hers wasn't even half, thing for which he was grateful; and not to mention her legs. The dress was mid-thigh-lenght and as much as he hated to admit it, he felt the need to punch every single guy that was looking her way. Didn't they see they were together?

"Raze?" She asked softly, her blue eyes full of concern. He blinked and looked at her.

"Yes, Aya?"

"Is there something wrong? You seem destracted."

"I am not." He lied and gave her a small smile. Her lips curled up in a flirtatious fashion.

"Would you prefere to go somewhere else?" She asked.

"No. It's nothing to be concerned about, really." He assured her as he gave her the chair. Aya sat down with elegance as he went in front of her at the table. A waiter came to them and immediately his eyes were locked on Aya's cleavage.

"Here are your menus. Call me when you decide what to eat." He said and left.

Razer growled a little and took his menu with anger. He watched quietly how Aya was looking through hers. She hadn't seemed to observe the eyes of the waiter fixed on her.


Their date had been nice, Aya stated as Razer was driving back home. Well, excepting when Razer had almost punched the waiter for being too polite and flirting with Aya. A small smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she looked at Razer. He was focused on the road, gripping the weel so tight that his knuckles became white. There was a deep frown on his brow and his thoughts seemed far away. She didn't understood why. She didn't know what had happened to him over the past days. He was reserved regarding their talks, always trying to stiffle the urge to groan out loud when she would as him about that. She was confused. And concerned. And worried. And sad. She was afraid that their relationship was in danger. Of course, she hadn't seen any major change between them. He always was tender and gentle and lovingly with her, flirting with her in his special way, taking care of her as he always did. Still... she knew that there was something eating him from inside out. She just hoped she could do something to help him.

His was gazing on the road but his look was far away. Somewhere only he knew. He gritted his teeth as he stopped the car. The traffic light was red. Without even aknowledging it, his right hand came to rest on Aya's left tigh. She did no motion to take his hand away.

"Aya..." He suddenly spoke. "If... if something happened... something bad happened... would you... would you still love me?"

She blinked once or twice and did a double take. She sighed and placed her right hand overtop of his. "I will love you no matter what." She assured him. "Why?"

"No-nothing. I wanted to make sure." He told her and started in whirlwind. They arrived home in a few moments.

That night he was different. He was much more tender while they were making love, as he always was, but she knew it was different. She knew him well enough to tell that.

The morning found Aya alone. She lazily opened her eyes, feeling that her love wasn't here. Strange. He usually stayed with her, looking at her while she was sleeping or caressing her cheeks or running his hands through her silky hair. But he'd never left. Excepting today. She didn't like to be left alone. Not like this. She looked at the clock and sighed. It read 8:58 a.m. . She got up and went into the bathroom. She assumed he was in the kitchen or bathroom or living room but he was no where in the house. His car wasn't in the garage.

Aya fought back tears and went to eat something. She was wearing a white tank top, green shorts and white sneakers. Her hair was caught in a ponytail.

After a quick breackfast, she decided to keep herself in shape. Not that she got fat, she wouldn't as long as she always made sure to make sport and eat healty, but over the past few days she was most lazy than active. She got into her car and went to the gym. She greeted Ragnar, Iolande's little brother and the coordinator of the gym, and made sure to train every muscle. She got changed into a black t-shirt, black training pants and black sneakers and caughed her hair in a messy hair bun.

After a few hours of trying everything, she decided she had had enough. Se returned home, hoping to find Razer there. To her disappointment, he wasn't there. She went in their bedroom and found her phone on the bed. That explained why she hadn't had any call or message. She took it and observe she had had a few calls from Razer and Iolande and three messages from both of them. The first she read were the two from Razer.

'I'll be back home soon, I promise. I apologize for leaving but I was called for something important very early this morning. I didn't want to wake you up.'

From: Razer.

'I came home. Seeing your phone on the bed and you no where I supposed you went out. Sorry, but something came out. Call me after you read this.'

From: Razer.

She smiled softly and read the one from Iolande.

'Hey. Ragnar said you are at the gym. Do you want to pay me a visit later? Or I can come to you. It doesn't matter as long as we talk a little. Call me after you read this.'

From: Iolande.

After a short conversation with Razer in which he briefly told her about 'having something to do', Aya called her best friend and told her that they couldn't see each other today as she had a lot to do. Iolande said that she understood. After she hung up, Aya let out a breath of relief. She wasn't in the mood for a girl talk. She just wanted to be alone. Well, she had the whole house at her disposal. She took her laptop and went into the living room, ready to open it when Razer's opened laptop on the coffee table got her attention. It was in stand by. She was curious but didn't want to be invasive. Still, it was right there in front of her. It was nothing invasive as long she found it there, right? She lightly touched a button and smiled. She put her laptop aside and tiped the password she knew. To her astonishment, she found herself looking at his emails. She wasn't reading them. Not exactly. Just observing. There weren't too many mails. One caught her rapt attention. Two, actually. They were received from a woman. Finally, the curiousity took the best of her and she opened the latest, that happened to be send today, and read only this:

'Today is your last day. Hurry up or you'll regret your whole life.

B.'

That message unsettled Aya and he bit down on her lower lip. She opened the other one, how had been sent a little over a week before.

'Hey, lover-boy. Guess what I found. Look here. Call me after watching this.'

There was an attachament. Aya clicked and a video appeared.

"A girl?" Asked a harsh voice, almost sounding amused. Atrocitus grinned.

"You can't handle a girl?" Asked Zox with a smug grin. Razer growled.

"Of course I can! But she killed a lot of members from both the Red and the Yellow Gang. All of her targets are dead."

"Then kill her!" Shrugged Bleez.

"It's not that simple."

"Then have Zox here killed her."

"No!" He growled. "None of us should kill her! Maybe someone else."

Zox laughed. "I can find someone to do something to her and to make her leave us alone."

Atrocitus nodded. "Perfect. Her name?"

"Aya. Aya Jordan."

Zox nodded as Atrocitus left. He followed suit, leaving only Razer and Bleez in there. The black-haired woman was wearing a red tank top, black mini-skirt and black boots. Her hair was loosen and she was makeup using black eye shadow, black mascara and dark red lipstick. Razer was wearing a black t-shirt with a skull on it, his red jaket over, black jeans and black boots. Bleez grinned and put her hands on his chest.

"Well, well, well." She started as Razer visibly tensed up. "Look who is softening."

The red-haired man laughed. "Really? This is your best line? Do you trully want to see how 'soft' I can be?" He asked.

"Do you have to ask?" She demanded and winked at him. He picked her up bridal style and brought her into a room.


"Well?" Razer asked Zox.

"I didn't find him. What about you?"

"I saw her briefly. She was following me without knowing I knew she was there."

"You know, it would be much more simple if you just killed her as you did with that FBI agents." Said Bleez.

"No." Razer growled and clenched his fists. Zox left grumbling as Bleez made to approach Razer. She wrapped her arms around his neck, trying to kiss him but he pushed her away. She growled and left without saying a word.


"I will get out!" Razer growled at Atrocitus. "I won't be a member in this gang anymore!" He barked.

"Why?"

"I don't see how this is your problem! This is my choice and you will respect it!" He spated out.

"What?!" Growled Bleez. "No, you won't..."

"He will." Atrocitus cut her off. He made a subtle sign to Bleez and left. The black-haired woman grinned.

"Do you want at least something to drink?" She asked as sweet as she could.

"Do I have a choice?"

"No."

"Then yes."

After a few minutes, Bleez returned with two glasses of whisky. She offered one to Razer and grinned. He took a huge sip and swallowed it fast. Bleez drank it all.

"So how are you and your assassin?" She suddenly asked.

"Do you really want to know?"

"Not in the slightest."

Razer ran a hand through his hair and finished his drink. He closed his eyes and shook his head. He felt lighheaded. Bleez grinned and put her hands on his chest. He opened his eyes and placed his hands on her rear. They moved a little until she was pressed between him and a wall. His mouth landed overtop of hers, kissing her wildly. Her hands desperatelly tried to unbutton his shirt and he let out an amused huff against her mouth. She finally got the last button open as he kissed and nibbled along her jawline. They walked again and entered into a room. Landing on the bed, they frantically undressed each other.

After almost an hour in which he slept uninterrupted, Razer lazily opened his eyes. He sat up and rubbed his eyes with the back of his hands. He looked around him and his gaze lingered on the sleeping Bleez next to him. His eyes grew wide at the sight of her naked form. Looking down at himself, he observed he was nude as well. He bit his lower lip and his expression darkened. He got up from near the one with whom he'd bedded and he went straight into the bathroom. He got dressed quickly without saying a word or trying to wake Bleez.


There were tears floating down Aya's cheeks as the video ended. She let out a pained scream and brought her hands to her mouth. She'd just watched Razer bedding with a woman. After a few sobs, she made everything seem as it had been, took her laptop and went in their beroom. The days were clear. She knew when that had happened. The first part of the video had happened in that first day, the second part had been a few days after she had received her mission and the third part had happened before Razer had brought her the photo with her and her biological parents.

With a frustrated and pained growl, Aya put some of her clothes in a valise. She took everything she had brought to Razer's place. She went to her car and started in whirwind, reaching her house - her home - in a few minutes. On her way, her vision was blury due to her tears but she refused to stop. She had millions of thoughts - of what ifs -. What is she had a car accident? Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, she arrived unharmed. While going inside, she wrote a message to Razer.

'You are a real Casanova, aren't you? Don't bother to search me in the house, I am not there. I don't ever want to see you again. Forget we met. And don't worry, I now know your little 'secret', lover-boy.

~Aya~'

To: Razer.

She sent it without hesitation and went straight to her old room. She would never forgive him.


Sorry for its shortness but I wanted to make everything clear for both you and Aya. I hope you like it.

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