Chapter: 2.1 ‘Mister Mystrey’

I was working on my laptop sitting in the study room. In the meantime someone knocked on the door. I didn't take my eyes off of the laptop screen. Keep pressing the keys on the keyboard, I uttered random annoying sounds.

"Yes?"

My larynx uttered an interrogative sentence of meaning with a deep voice. I heard quick footsteps, which stopped right behind me. Andres cleared his throat before speaking. In a soft and gentle voice he said,

"Sir, some current footage of Miss Serene."

'Seren'. After hearing this precious name, my swollen veined hands stopped working on their own. A crooked smile slipped the corner of my lips. Instantly closing the laptop, I deliberately turned my wristwatch towards my elbow. The veins of the hands swelled twice. The watch is already quite tight to the wrist. Yet I am doing it.

"Put it on the table." I again ordered Andres in a serious and deep voice. Now is the time to take a break from work. Andres carefully placed the tablet in front of me, exactly where the laptop had been a moment ago.

The movement of my little cobra is clear on the screen. She's wearing a black color ladies shirt. Her sleeves are neatly tucked up to the elbows. The dark blue watch in her brown hands is the center of all the charms of her hand. A same color scarf is tied around the neck in a triangular shape. Black jeans and silky dark brown hair is neatly tied up in a bun. But the part of her that caught my attention most was her lips with gorgeous red lipstick. I want to use my thumb to rub off the lipstick of her lips and spread it on her labiomental groove roughly.

"Andres, how far has the task gone?" I asked again in the same giant-like deep voice. But I didn't take my eyes off from the tablet screen.

Without looking back I could tell that Andres was scared and swallowed a dry gulp before answering.

"Sir, it's almost o-over... and maybe it will take… two-three days more" The boy's voice trembled. Who does not have the fear of death?

I picked up the gun from the table and shook it in the dim light. The gray of the gun glows in this dim light.

"Let everything be prepared as directed. That is my little cobra's palace. Let nothing be dearth." With a stern expression in my face and in a stern voice I said before putting the gun back in its original position. But it made a pretty good sound when touched the table. Looking at the tablet screen, I saw the image of Andres. He nodded slightly forward. A few of his long black hairs fall from his forehead to eyelid.

"You can go now, Andres." I waved my hand in the air for Andres to leave.

Andres didn't wait. He left the study room. I watched my little cobra intently. Her angry expression, the way she walks, her mischievous smile…. She's the only reason my knees shaking today‚ just like the first day I saw her. Whether it's a footage. I wouldn't even think twice or hesitate before kneeling down in front of my Little Cobra and bow before her.

I began to stroke the deep scar of my skin with the fingers of my left hand above my left cheekbone. I took my mobile from the table using my right hand and took out Seren's contact number and sighed.

"It's time. And I will let you know about my existence, Little Cobra."

I chuckled. I quickly typed and sent three messages in a row. I fixed my eyes on the tablet screen again. Seeing the three wrinkled folds of skin on Seren's forehead ‚ I was feeling quite cheerful. But she's not that type of girl who easily takes a stranger's text or phone call seriously.

Seren walked out of the parking lot with her mother. I saw her car leaving. With a sly smile I sent her another message. Sighing, I stretched my hands behind my back. I moved my body a little.

"Be very careful, little cobra. Don't bring yourself and the people around you in a danger." I muttered in a muffled tone. It was as if Seren was present in thin air and she could hear.

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In the evening, when I opened my mailbox, I saw some new e-mail. Most of them are related to my business. All are important. But I keep skipping, scrolling down to wait for a particular mail. Agent Eleven. I smiled slyly when I saw the name. I immediately opened the mail and read it carefully.

Agent Eleven: Dove and Oliver were the ones who cheated on Serene‚ sir. Dove is Seren's one of closest friend and Oliver is her ex. Both are her classmates as well.

"Dove... Closest friend... huh?" I smiled mischievously and went down to read more.

My agent sent not only the correct information but also the appropriate proofs and their photos. Pretty good. He impressed me with his actions.

"Andres...?" I called Andres a little louder. He is undoubtedly standing right outside my office.

The glass door opened widely. I looked up from the laptop and looked ahead. Andres stands silently in front of my desk. His head bowed, fixed on a particular spot on the table.

"I sent you a picture of the two of them in your mail. I want them in the basement in two hours. Understood?" My hoarse voice sounds like gunshots. I stare at Andres sternly, waiting for his answer.

"Yes, sir. Understood. In two hours." In those words, Andres replied as clearly as a soldier.

"Hm," I shifted my gaze from Andres and started reading the official mails on the laptop screen. Andres takes his leave.

Less than two hours later, I heard Andres knock on the door. Closing the file from my hand and keep it aside‚ I pressed my elbows on the table and made fists together. Undoubtedly, the work is done.

"Andres, get the car out." I tried to speak normally. But my voice sounded that serious and hoarse as always.

The footsteps became soft. Andres rushes to carry out orders. As I shook my head, there was a crackling sound. I left the chair and stood up. The chair bounced. As if it survived from being tortured. I unbuttoned my shirt's collar and loosened my neck tie and walked out of the office with heavy steps.

To be continue…