Chapter 120


    “Shit,” J cursed lowly.


    Danton called Andre away..


    She didn’t know what would happen to Andre. But it was not too hard to guess. Judging by what


    she saw earlier in the back alley and the fearful look on Andre’s face


    when he left, it must be something horrible.


    Though frustrated, J could understand why Andre was reluctant to work with her.


    He had lived in hell for too long, deprived of any right to be happy. So when she approached him


    with a hope to be free from all those miseries, he found it too good to be true.


    And most importantly, they were on opposite sides.


    He didn’t trust her.


    J let out a frustrated, long sigh.


    She needed some air to organize her thoughts.


    So she walked away from the joyful crowd and headed towards the patio leading to the backyard


    garden.


    Once she was outside, she leaned against the patio’s handrail and took a deep breath of the


    midnight air.


    The air was cool and crisp. She could smell the perfume of flowers in the night breeze.


    Everything was so peaceful and calm.


    For a brief moment, she almost forgot that she was in her enemy’s camp.


    Footsteps came from behind her back. J turned around and found Daran walking


    over with two sses of champagne.


    He handed her one of the sses and joined her leaning against the handrail.


    “Tough kid?” he asked.


    J took a sip and smiled bitterly, “Very. He doesn’t trust us at all. And honestly…I don’t me


    him. Even his own men abuse him…for him, we must be worse.”


    “Do you think he will tell Danton about what happened tonight?”


    J shook her head, “No. He doesn’t trust us. But I can tell that he hates Danton even more. He


    will keep his mouth shut.”


    “Good.”


    Daran took her hand and gently squeezed it, “”Tonight we nted a seed in his heart. Now we will


    just have to wait for that seed to sprout one day,”


    J forced out a smile.


    She knew that Daran was simply saying that to make her feel better.


    The hard truth was that they didn’t have a lot of time.


    Lance kept them in this city for a reason, which they hadn’t found out what that was


    Lance kept them in this city for a reason, which they hadn’t found out what that was yet.


    So the longer they waited, the more danger they would be in.


    “Care to join me for a little walk?” Daran looked at her with a gentle smile.


    J nodded and followed him down the patio and into the garden.


    Tonight was the full moon.


    Under the luminous glow, the backyard garden came alive with an ethereal beauty. Moonlight


    bathed the delicate petals of blooming flowers, casting a silver shimmer that transformed the


    landscape into a dreamscape.


    J and Daran walked down the path through the garden. The only sound that could be heard


    was the gentle rustling of leaves in the night breeze.


    J wrapped her arm around his elbow, resting her head on his shoulder. She could smell his


    scent from this proximity, something that smelt even more enticing than the perfume of flowers.


    “What if we can’t get Andre to work with us?” she asked abruptly.


    He slightly turned his head andnded a kiss on her forehead, “We will keep trying.”


    “But what if we just can’t? No matter what we do?”


    His voice remained steady and calm, “Then we will cut all these craps and go after Lance directly.


    We will chop his fucking head off and burn his body into ashes. There must be something we can


    do to kill him.”


    J giggled.


    Daran was saying this to lighten the mood. And it worked.


    She felt much better already.


    They walked deep into the garden and sat down on a bench under aurel tree.


    Shey down and ced her head on hisp. He threaded his fingers through her silky long hair,


    again and again.


    “Something just urred to me,” he said with a hint of a smile on his lips. “You never dance with


    me.’


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    “Nonsense. We dance all the time,” she let out a small yawn.


    The night breeze, the flowers, his fingersbing through her hair…everything was


    soothing. She was quickly getting sleepy.


    “One time. On our wedding night. And that was it,” he said with aining voice.


    J looked up and stared at his handsome profile.


    “Wait. Are you jealous that I danced with Andre earlier?” she asked, amazed.


    He asked in return, “Are you surprised if I am?”


    “Come on, Daran. Andre is just a kid. Plus, that dance was just a covert for us to talk.’


    “I know. But still.’


    He coiled a lock of her hair around his finger


    He coiled a lock of her hair around his finger.


    “Whenever I see you with another man, mes of jealousy burn inside of me. And I would get a


    terrible impulse to shift, to attack, to snatch you back, and to hide you somewhere that nobody can


    find you. This impulse…the desire…”


    He paused, and continued with a hoarse voice, “It is getting harder and harder to control myself.”


    J licked her dry lips. Her heart suddenly started to race.


    She could tell that he was telling the truth.


    And she was shocked by his possessiveness.


    “But I am here with you,” she said gently. “Just you. Not anybody else.”


    “Yes.”


    He brought her hand to his lips and kissed her fingertips softly, “To have you by my side is the only


    way I can calm myself down.”


    Even though their mission tonight waspleted already, none of them wanted to go back to their


    suite.


    So they stayed under theurel tree.


    J felt her eyelids getting heavier. And she fell asleep eventually.


    Even though she was surrounded by enemies, she still slept soundly. Because Daran was right here


    by her side.


    As long as Daran was here, it was safe.


    She slept for about an hour, or probably even longer, and was woken up by Daran.


    “J…J.”


    He was patting her shoulder, calling her name next to her ears.


    She opened her eyes, still half-asleep, and yawned, “…W-What happened?”


    “Someone is nearby,” he said in a low voice that only the two of them could hear. “Listen.”


    J held her breath and listened attentively to her surroundings.


    Then she heard a low sobing from the distance.


    It was barely audible.


    But it was there.


    J sat up abruptly. She was wide awake now.


    “Shall we go find out?” she asked Daran lowly.


    Daran nodded.


    They stood up and followed that sobbing sound. It came from the darkness, deep into the shadow


    of trees, hidden from all passersby’s eyes.


    They kept their bodies down and carefully moved forward.


    The sob was getting louder, which told them that they were moving in the right direction.


    When they were finally close enough, Daran stopped. He hid behind a tree and pushed a branch


    aside.


    And J was finally able to see what was happening a few meters away.


    It was a small clearing.


    A few guards were sitting on the ground, ying pokers.


    By their side, Andre was hung upside down from a tree.


    His feet were tied to a tree branch and his head was a few inches away from the ground. His face


    was red because his blood was flowing toward his head.


    He was trembling like a leave in the wind.


    “Please…P-Please…”


    Andre sobbed, his voice broken.


    A snake, as thick as a baby’s arm, was coiled around his body.


    It made a sizzling sound and wasing close to his bare neck.