Unharmed In The Midst Of Bullets!

'What the fuck you are trying to do, Ronan?'

Renna muddled to herself in her overtly racing brain, it seemed as if thousands of sheeps were passing through hurdles of confusion.

"But..."

Renna supported herself to stand up from the sofa, in order to rebel against Ronan's presented premise. 

And like any other ordinary dweller, stuck in the same situation_ the lady pretended to shiver apparently yet tried to raise her voice as an opposition! 

But no...that was totally a wrong move! Of course, the heiress dared to raise head in front of the USA mafia Lord. Renna bravely denied Ronan's proposition which did not do anything more than making the mafia king giggle, of course inwardly.

As soon as Renna made a movement to stand up the loading of guns reverberated into the silent hall, which 'forced' her to sit back. 

"If I were in your place, then I would not have thought of attempted such a foolish thing."

Niall stood besides the recliner, while Ronan's comfy posture was still oozing terribly dangerous aura. 

The man plopped with one leg on the knee of other while he swirled the gun in his slender long fingers, where as Niall gulped with difficulty. Sure enough, the right hand man had acknowledged that very gesture of his master.  

'No, no boss. Please, no...this woman is an ordinary person, please spare her.'

Niall could feel cold sweat beads around his black temples having a few strands of silvery greyish shades. The poor soul wanted to stop his master from executing such a bold attempt, but how could he let his wishes form words let alone to escape his lips.

Although, Niall had a prior knowledge of his master's working ways but this time he had a hunch, that it would go wrong for sure. Something was suspicious about Renna Amaryllis, which had rung some sort of alarm in Niall's mind. 

"You should get it by now, miss Renna Amaryllis, that the only choice you have is to accept my proposal."

Ronan's index finger was still playing with the gun, while his amused voice resonated in the hall. The sudden audible sound snapped Niall's attention while Renna's eyes were darted onto the mafia King's face. 

Renna seated herself back into the sofa silently without any further rebellion, while deep down in her head she was bubbling hot like a fiery stew. 

"But sire, whatever you are saying is not possible. I mean ponder upon your and my status, how am I compatible to match your sophisticated personality?"

Of course, that was the actual blow. Renna deliberately brought up his status as to turn down the mafia king, of which she was sure off. But the lady totally neglected the other psychological theory, that no matter what circumstances always force an individual either to adjust or to mold the situations into favour.

"I totally appreciate your courage to speak up, miss Renna. You are the third woman who had dared to voice out, while stuck in the midst of bullets and had remained unharmed."

The mafia King's piercing grey stare was dug into Renna's eyes, of course he could see hatred and fearlessness in her dazzling hazel orbs. Renna's treacherous eyes were a mirror to her inner truthful voice, that Ronan Ross sensed something suspicious about her.

Renna scoffed inwardly.

'Pahh! I can runaway and hide from you again, you fool!'

The lady wanted to roll her eyes but could not expose her so called disguise. Perhaps, Ronan's sentence initiated a battle within her or served as an oil in the flame of revenge! 

Meanwhile, Niall became quizzical after the utterance of his master. Why would Ronan Ross bring up the number of women in his life, in front of a stranger? Was that intentional?

'Yes! Of course, that bitch is the one for whom you tried to kill me!'

Renna could not comprehend how to react, all she did was to clench her left fist in the lap. The reflexive approach towards her anger and resentment was not insulted to Ronan's eyes.

"W- what are you implying, sir?"

The lady stuttered, this time without making a movement, that no one could sense her pretence other than Ronan. As soon as Renna finished her irritated and confused confrontation, a smug expression graced Ronan's lips which was no less than a assumed devilishish smirk of Hades!