Andromeda stayed a little in the room, hugging herself. It was such a bad dream. She reached her stomach and closed her eyes hard. She doesn't want to get pregnant again. She wasn't ready to lose another.
After she recovered from the trauma of her nightmare, she drank a glass of water and take a shower and dress up using the suit that he gave her.
Then, she tied the lace of her fashionable combat boots and put on her trench coat. She entered her car and her bodyguards are wearing casual clothes to protect her and shadowed her.
Allanis gave her a tip on where he usually drink, eat and stayed for a while. She ordered one of the best dishes and started eating. On the other table are her soldiers to guard her.
The door rings as the host greeted Yves. She glanced at him. He's with bodyguards and two women on his arms. She reached the unused spoon that she's been saving for this moment. She watched as he went to his table in the corner and waitresses served him and he looked at their backs and when he likes their ass, he would smack them.
She exhales and sat straight. She finished her food and adjust the Fedora hat that she's wearing. She drank her water, wiped her lips and stood. She strode toward Yves's table and she pulled the vacant chair that surprised them and she sat down casually. She removed her Fedora hat and put it on the table.
She smiled at Yves and his eyes widen in surprise. His men stood and circled them. Yves is amused by her and stopped them.
"Hey there, playboy." She smiled charmingly.
"Andromeda Mondragon." Yves looked at her chest and then back to her face. "How are you?"
"I'm perfectly fine. By the way, I like your gift for our wedding. Thanks a lot for the gold bars and smuggled diamonds."
"Sure." He stared at her for a while and keep glancing on her chest. Her chest is curvier than the model-like on his arms. "Uhh, order." Like a gentleman, he called the waiter for the menu.
"I'm good. I already ate. I don't want to get poisoned in front of you."
She observed him more. She wanted to see him this close to knowing everything by observing. He's a playboy, he was so into women and he is probably fantasizing about her at that moment.
"I am just wondering, where your dad is. He called me a few years ago about meeting up. Is he sick?" She asked.
"What are you talking about?" He asked.
"Well, your daddy and I should meet four years ago. He promised me to help me with a few things." She told. She's only indicating that she's close to the Old Kuznetsov.
"You had talked to my father four years ago?" He asked.
"Yeah." She said. It was the truth. They already said that there will be no war between them but just recently--she's holding a case in Pakistan and help the country to survive. They have a contract verbally but now she found out that the terrorist work with Rose Empire.
She became furious and ended the war with her power. And she recently that Rose Empire is now ruled with this brat.
"Tell your daddy to give me a call anytime."
"Are you sure that you don't want to eat?"
"Yes." She winks, puts her fedora hat and stood gracefully. She walked out as her men followed her behind.
A limousine is already waiting outside the restaurant. One of her soldiers opened it for her. She entered and hopped in beside Allanis. She exhales and removed her hat.
"Okay…" Allanis gave her a black folder. "I had been searching for the old man and that little brat imprisoned his father for wealth. He's the only heir and the old man is nowhere to be found. I'm still searching on where in bloody hell Yves took him."
"It will take long before we find him."
"I bet."
***
Zach already settled everything in the elite red room. They are in the VIP room and he also asked for Sabrina's help with a few things. Since Sabrina is closed to Andy, he had already talked to her about a few things. He explained everything so, if they got complications with Andy, he already got witnesses.
Travis is with his beautiful wife Arianna. James is with his assistant named Moira, to record everything.
"Mr. Pattinson." Moira greet.
"Miss Moira." he nodded and sat down with exhales.
Their drinks came and the door opens as Allona enter, wearing a red dress, red lipstick and she looked beautiful. James greeted her and Allona sat beside Zach. Zach started drinking and let Allona talk, taking his attention. He nodded and talk a little.
She took the vodka that is for her and James and Travis only glanced at it and Zach acted casual.
"So, when is Andy coming home?"
"I don't know." He said a little irritated hearing it. He is so disappointed and hated that Andy left. So Allona took that opportunity. She stroked his back to comfort her.
Zach tried not to flinch and let her do what she wanted. He talked casually while James is getting crazy over the karaoke. Moira is recording everything secretly using the camera pen that is settled in the pocket of her coat.
Travis and Arianna are cuddling and kissing and drinking.
"Zach, give me attention." She shouted.
Zach reached Allona's face and everyone was quiet.
"I tried so hard Zach." She was crying. "I am doing everything for you. Can't you see it? You are so dumb, but it's okay." She reached his face. "I can manage everything."
"Okay. Like what?" Zach gave her attention. She is pleased.
"I could for you…" She smiled. "I tried so hard to keep you away from that bitch. But you were so horny toward her. You even impregnate her and wanted to marry her. Zach, I want you so bad. You are driving me insane. I could carry your baby since your wife can't give you any."
"Okay…" He looked at them very uneasy. "You said that you can kill…"
"Yes! I can kill anyone for you. I thought that Andromeda wouldn't make it--but unfortunately--she did. It was the happiest day of my life when you lost your baby." She grinned sinisterly. Zach pulled away from her, his hand clenches. "Fuck me now, Zach." She flung herself to him. Zach held her still.
"You killed my baby?" His voice sounded so dangerous.
Moira who was witnessing everything shivered from Zach's voice. Zach held Allona's neck but not tightly to choke her.
"Tell me… did you kill my baby?"
Allona started laughing.