028 · The Countess

Would I be able to work with him? I've never been a teammate kind of girl, how would I even make that work when I'm extremely bossy, and this man is undoubtedly one as well?

Is Eric Wolf even his real name? I doubt it.

Maybe a nickname? That would be more believable.

Either way, he wouldn't be able to find the journals, I hid them in a place only I'll be able to ever find them. If he killed me for them and then tried to get them, he would die swimming in an endless lethal sea. In a way, he doesn't need me past the fact that I have the journals he needs.

But do I need him? Would his help do something in my mission? Absolutely yes, and though I hate working with anyone, if he lost someone in the same way my parents died, maybe he got some info mine didn't, like I hid the journals, maybe he got something that uncle Heath don't know.

Did uncle Heath do this on purpose? Is he trying to pair us up here?

He wouldn't do that, right? Or would he?

When I blinked, he was talking about settling down on Edinburgh for as long as he stays alive, which, fuck is funny and I couldn't help myself and laughed at it. Because if the worst-case scenario is the real scenario, as I'm unlucky as hell, that means he's staying in Edinburgh for the mission, the same as I am, and he's conscious that he could die in it. I mean, if the men who's possibly the Beast think he could die in this, what about me?

Greedy by Tate McRae, the song of the moment, began to play in the market, and shook my head, still smiling, which I rarely do around any people I'm not familiar and intimate with, like my family and the few close friends I have. I blame him being so hot and unsettling and dangerous, I am reckless and danger attracts me like a flame does a moth.

His eyes burning my skin made worse in a horrible amazing way.

"Me too," I tilted my chin down a bit, "I'll stay there until I die. I tend to be quite reckless, so, that could come sooner than expected. In fact, I think I would be surprised if I lived longed than 5 years in the future."

Wolf's eyes darkened, "You shouldn't be so negative, Selene."

Bloody hell, the way he says my name makes me want to do thing that I should not be wanting to, if he is the Beast, "I am being positive, Wolf. This is me being positive," I giggled softly, a bit self-deprecatingly, but it comes with my work. "I'm not scared of death, I'm glad I was able to live so far, so, that's alright, we'll all die anyway, I just hope my life won't be stolen away by a thief of life, and instead, scythe by my own mistakes. That would feel better than something else."

Grabbing a less spicer hot sauce and putting into his basket, his eyes turned to me and he came closer, and the closer he got, the harder it felt to breath, as if gravity had been compressing my chest, squeezing my lungs. "How old are you, Selene?"

In the worst-case scenario he already knows the answer, but maybe he doesn't. Honestly, I was not expecting this question, "I'm 27."

"Did you turn this year? Or will you turn 28 until the end of 2023?"

Or, in the best-case scenario, he's interested in me and want to be sure he isn't getting involved with a person eras younger than him. Though I'm sure he already knows the answer. However, I'm not all-knowing even if I do act like I am, and with confidence. "I turned back in June 7th. You?"

"I'm 36, I'll turn 37 in winter."

Cunt damn it, he is the personification of my type, "Winter child."

"Summer child," he countered at me.

"I hate summer though," I mocked. "I was not made for the season."

"Maybe because you were probably made in winter," he chuckled.

Well, that's… naughty, "Well, I don't want to think about when I was made, though that is true, since I was supposed to be born in August, but I was an anxious child and came before. I guess that means I was made in December," I cringed. "And I don't want to think about that, ew."

His sexy grin made him even more irresistible, "I guess I was made in late spring, and I surprisingly waited to be born."

That means he's from December, "Beginning or ending?"

He blinked, "Of what?"

"December," I grinned. "Your birthday."

A crooked grin curled his lips sensually, "Beginning."

Ugh, I hate the zodiac, but he's of Saggitarius sun, a perfect Gemini match. And according to the zodiac, I am Gemini. But I don't believe in it, the girls do, but I don't, so I'll try to ignore it. "I see," before any of us could say anything else, Heartbreak on Repeat by Olivia Lunny, the ringtone I set especially for Jung-jin, began to play inside my handbag.

I quickly got my phone, picking the call as quick as I could.

"Darling? Are you okay?" I huffed, worry sinking into my bones.

"Yes, yes, noona, I am. I'm just worried about you, since you said you would come after leaving the headquarters and you still haven't gotten here. I had made an carrot cake with dark chocolate filling for you, but it's getting colder now, I wanted you to eat it warm," I could tell he's pouting.

I let out a breath of relief, closing my eyes for a second.

"Jesus, you got me worried, darling," I passed my right hand over my hair. "The cockroaches didn't try any contact with you, right? You didn't leave my Mayfair place, right? Did the nurse I told my people to get you treat your wounds? Are you feeling better?"

"Yes, yes, noona, I'm okay, I'm safe, I'm better. A lot better after our call, I'll forever owe you for this, you're the best person I ever met!"

"You are like Yves to me, darling, my baby brother, my second baby brother since Yves is younger than you, and I would do for you what I would do for him. Don't worry your pretty head too much about that, yeah?! You owe me nothing, you're family to me, and family doesn't owe one another, hm?! I'm alright, I'm grocery shopping for us. Have you packed? As soon as we're done eating, we'll be heading out."

He gasped, "You'll take me to Edinburgh tonight, noona?"

"Well, of course," I chuckled.