Determined to win your heart

The sight of the two of them emerging out of the storeroom creates surprise and confusion to the people standing at the hall. Athena storms dragging him from behind, leading straight to the direction of the Scared Hall. Cynthia, Santos and Beckham follows her.

Entering in, she throws him on the checkered floor, showing no mercy and went to sit on the red and black embroidered throne.

"My lady-" Cynthia is cut off by Athena again and she understands that right now it's not the time to utter anything.

Vincent frowns deeply looking at her and then at the surrounding of the room. The Hall is like a chess arena where the floor is the chess plate and the seats which are placed on the both sides horizontally, like the place of King's court are the chess pieces. Everything is painted in black and some in white but what is standing out is the throne whete Athena is sitting. The small ruby stones shimmer in the darkness and the black vines are embroidered all over the edges of the throne.

"What is this place?" he asks, more to himself than to her.

"You wanted to know who I am, don't you?" she implores and this time his nod is stiff.

The three of them standing at the corner are confused as to why she will tell him. He isn't the citizen of Arcillia and they aren't allowed to reveal their identity in other land. They keep their mouth shut knowing where they stands. Athena must have thought what she is doing.

"I am Athena Followhill. A mafia leader" she declares which made Vincent pupils dilate. "You must have hear about Mafias. And you also must have known just what they do."

"You are a Mafia?" he is in shock or perhaps acts like he is in shock. Athena do not answer him and continues further.

"The person who steps in this four walls are only those who are fated to be killed by me."

Athena wants to see him scared but he doesn't look like that and that is certainly pissing her off. She wants to see him begging for his life and then she will drug him and parcel him to his country. Yet this lad, still looks unfazed as if he has known who she is long before.

"You have only one chance. You will live if you choose to leave but if you don't....I will make sure to make you life living hell" she threatens him but he is still unfazed. Why? After a pause, she demands, "Tell me. What is your answer?"

The atmosphere drops to minus degree celsius as the time streches. Vincent has still not answered her.

"Answer me" Athena demands, impatiently. He rises on his feet, adjusts his torn shirt and looks at her intently. Athena blinks, averting her eyes from him.

He speaks up, "I won't leave."

His answer has her rise from the throne. "What did you say?"

"I. won't. leave. " Hearing his words again doesn't help her with clearing her mind.

"Why? What do you want?" she bellows, her voice thundering inside the Hall.

"I wanted to talk to you alone but I guess you want them to hear as well" he glances at the three before returning his gaze back at her. "I like you, Athena. After the night we spend together, I couldn't stop thinking about you. You have been messing my head, my heart too and so I decided to come and tell you about my feelings." Her eyes widens by his words he speaks. "You identity will not make me go easily. If I have set my eyes on something, I will earn it" he adds. A shiver run down her spine with the last words of his. She should shoot him right away but she is too shocked by his confession.

"How dare you of you to speak to my Lady like this?" Cynthia steps towards him, glaring at him as if she will turn him into ashes.

He smirks bitterly, turning towards her. "I dare to do anything, Lady. I am expressing my feelings, who are you to step in middle?"

"You-"

"Cynthia" Athena interjects. Cynthia clamps her lips, clenching her jaw as she shoots a dirty look at Vincent.

Athena then turns to Vincent. "Clear your head that I do not like you so you better stop your nonsense and leave." She is back to cold and distant.

"You will. I will make sure you do" he says confidently offering a smile. Should she call him an idiot or what is beyond this topic.

"Look, it won't take me a second to shoot your head but knowing that you are dumb, I am telling this politely to leave." Cynthia cannot understands why she is softening on him. She should just end his case by ending his existence. Cynthia has this feeling that Vincent is not what he shows he is. She felt that at the bar as well and here too.

"I am not dumb nor I am afraid. I like you and I want to know about you by spending more time with you."

"Spend time with me?" she scoffs. "Even after knowing who I am you want to spend your time with me? Just how dumb of a person are you? I said I do not like you. I am rejecting you, Vincent."

"For now. But I am determined to win your heart and make you mine" he says with determination. Now this is getting out of hand. Athena will kill him if he goes in talking. Killing him is only a threat. The rules are she cannot just kill any random person just because he is professing his love to her. She can't kill him.

"Throw him in the dungeon again!" she commands to Santos and Bekham and they are quick to come in action. "You rot there and when you are in the right mind, please let me know." She sits down, rubbing her temples.

"Athena, my answer will not change no matter what!" he tells as the two men drag him out of the Hall.

Cynthia goes to help Athena. "My Lady, shall I fetch you the medicine?" she akss with concern.

Athena shakes her head. "Get me a glass of wine. No, bring me a bottle of that."

Cynthia wants to tell her it's not good for her to drink but she do not. It will be of no use saying it and will only piss Athena more.

Never in her life she thought she would be this pissed with someone other than Cario. She has slept with numerous men but no one dared to approach her this way. Win her heart? She scoffs at his words. Her heart is not available, will never be. His words shouldn't roam in her head but it does and the beating of her heart is another thing that is something she hates.