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         "DON'T let this f*cking flop. I'm warning you boy. Just try to control your anger."

Michael grumbled to him. His foot tapped on the wooden floor impatiently. He only smirked and nodded in response. Michael scowled knowing well that he wouldn't listen to him.

"Did you f*cking listen boy? I won't hesitate to f*ck you up this time. You depend on me and keep that in your f*cking mind." Michael growled at him loudly and left the room without caring about his burning anger.

He clenched his fists around the arm of the chair tightly. After hearing a satisfactory crack he let go and stood up. Michael's words echoed in his head as the pain in his hands dulled.

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"I-I am s-sorry. Pl-please l-let me go." Brody cried as he begged the boys who were beating the hell out of him.

"Pl-Please S-Saint!" He pleaded. Saint chuckled and shook his head at the pathetic boy. He tilted his head to the side to look at the boy who was trying to act so smart before him just a week ago. His dark strands fell in front of his right eye. His beautiful rosy lips turned into a heart melting smile. But everyone present there knew that that smile was no where near kind.

"Tsk Tsk. Look what have you done to yourself." Antonio tsked as soon as he was done delivering his final punch to him. Lorenzo chuckled while Mateo just watched calmly.

Saint opened his mouth to say something but was stopped by his ringtone. He let out an annoying sigh as Michael's name displayed on the screen.

"Guys let go of this mutt. He won't do the mistake of crossing our path again. Right Stones?" His deadly deep voice echoed in the basement which scared brody to the core. He wasted no time in stumbling out of their den.

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"Woah!" Saint mused out as soon as he stepped out of the car. The building stood high and mighty. Everything from grass to top ceiling screamed power.

"Get your lazy a** to work boy. I don't want to repeat myself." Michael grumbled behind him and pushed on his back. Saint sighed and mumbled 'we both know you will'.

Michael fumed out but decided to let it slide this time. Saint knew very well to push his buttons. He adjusted his suit and lead the way inside the magnificant building. He wanted to keep his cool as today's meeting was very important to him.

Saint had least interest in Michael's business. So he decided to enjoy his night instead. Afterall he wouldn't want to miss the taste of expensive drinks. Leaning against the bar, he observed his surrounding.

Men and women wearing expensive suits and dresses blinded his eyes. A bitter smile decorated his rosy lips. The familiar fire of revenge burnt in his chest. His grip tightened on the fragile glass. Until . . .

Until his piercing eyes fell on her.

Standing among the group of people, there was a girl. Her big doe eyes looked confused and lost. The apple of her cheeks blushed so daintily. Her full plump lips looked so ready to be bitten. She looked so different from the others.

Saint was awestruck to his place. She was indeed a dream. A sweet fragile dream. His eyes never wanted to leave her. But his dreamy sight was unfortunately short lived as Michael blocked his line of vision.

"What did I tell you not to lea-" Michael continued to whisper yelled at him unaware of the fact that Saint never felt this extreme need to kill someone at that moment before. Handing him his unfinished glass, he slided past Michael calmly.

Michael closed his eyes at his expected movement. Fortunately some business partner walked towards him. He composed himself like nothing happened just a moment ago.

Saint leaned against the pillar from where he was getting a good view of this mysterious girl. He watched her smiling at the woman. Her smile looked so lost and empty. Her big doe eyes held the moisture. His forehead creased.

What happened little doe? Why so sad?

He questioned in his mind. He could feel her distress. Suddenly she said something to the person sitting beside her. Saint watched as her lips moved. Her little index finger came to tuck a long strand behind her ear. The act was so simple yet so fascinating.

She stood up from her spot and made her way towards the restroom. The whole time Saint stared at the way she walked. Her elegent dress fit her body so beautifully. Her long brown hair looked so soft spreading on her back.

He waited for her to come back. His eyes lit up once she came back in sight. He observed the way she would smile at the person she would see. The odd wish of seeing her smile at him erupted in his heart.

The little doe stopped in her tract causing Saint to pay more attention. He followed her line of vision. He frowned when he saw her looking at the table of different dishes longingly. The little doe seemed to be having an inner battle before she finally moved.

She looked behind her at the person with whom she was sitting. Seeing him busy she continued her walk towards the table. Her eyes seemed to be shining like a kid. Saint's lips turned upwards. Seeing her excited like a kid brought an unknown emotion in his chest.

But she stopped in her tract again looking behind. Her shoulders slumped as she turned away. Her big doe eyes shone with sadness. He frowned. He tilted his head to the side in confusion.

Oh little doe!

He thought. He wanted to see that sweet excited little smile of her but it never came again. The night passed quickly. He saw her beautiful form disappearing among the sea of expensive cars.

He let out a sigh and slided his hands in his pockets. His lips twitched slightly at the thought of this mysterious girl. The thought of seeing the sadness in those big doe eyes made him made for some reason. He knew that now he saw this mysterious beauty he would definitely want to see her again and again. . .

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