"Kill you? Why not?" Seraphina replied emotionlessly despite Dragon's obvious provocation. Even so, she didn't deny the fact that she wanted to kill him.
"Liar." Dragon's grin slowly dissipated before retracting his body away from her position. He walked back and forth with a scoff and mocking eyes. Alas. After that, he started chuckling before turning his head back to Seraphina.
"Hahaha! What a liar."
Seraphina: "..."
"Two years ago, I often wonder why did you step into the snake's trap if you clearly knew what it is. You even believe the ambiguous information and harmed me. It was a tough puzzle to analyze and put together alas, I was reminded that you're a liar." Dragon started apprising about his 'difficulties' on what Seraphina had left two years ago. He resumed
"How could I forget that my love is a liar? But also... cunning. Aiya, just being reminded of how resourceful my wife makes my heart throb to the point that its… painful. You drive me crazy, love." Dragon slowly took a step forward back to Seraphina's chair and placed his palm on both of the armrests. He bent down to meet her eye level and his pair of sharp gaze had a touch of pain, bitterness, regret, and a little bit of longing.
"Your last words… those weren't for me but someone who's watching you isn't? Your eyes now didn't bore the same gaze back then… so why did you came to hate me this much?" Dragon added as his grip on the armrest tightened.
Indeed, Seraphina didn't look at him with such hatred but rather, it was sadness that flashed through her eyes back then. If he hadn't met her again and see the difference of her gaze, he wouldn't discern what has been bugging him.
Granting that she found out that he was somewhat connected to the death of her two subordinates, alas, Dragon believed that her feelings back then were as deep as his. For he too was willing to forgive or understand her past deeds before they knew each other as they literally didn't know a thing about one another.
Moreover, with their disposition as bosses of the underworld, it would be inevitable that they unintentionally messed with their business as both hide the fact of their real identity.
Alas, instead of confirming his query, Seraphina slowly blinked and uttered, diverting the s_e_n_s_i_t_i_v_e topic between them.
"What do you mean you have my gramps last words and why were you with him?"
"Why, you ask? Uh, darling… know your disposition. You're the one who sought me so, give me your answer and I shall respond… before I lose sanity and wreak havoc to keep you for myself." Dragon's voice turned back to his usual cold and domineering tone. It only indicated that he was done playing and if Seraphina pushed him a little bit more, he might really lose it.
On the other hand, Seraphina scrutinized the thousands of words beneath his compelling, deep and sharp eyes yet, there isn't much of a change in her expression before she opened her mouth and spoke,
"Why should I tell you?" She stubbornly remained adamant on her beliefs. For the past two months, Seraphina thought a lot of odd and ends while she lived in seclusion.
First were the memories in her previous life. The more she thought about it, the more she was confused about its credibility. If only her past predictions were wrong, she'll surely disregard the fact that she went back in the past. Alas, the little information she got from her previous life did happen. The only catch was the people around her.
Second, why were those Italian mobs were too inclined to make her and Dragon wage war on each other? Why her? Is it because she was his former lover or that she was Luciano?
And last, what is she fighting for? Why was she still struggling? Overall, Seraphina was still half uncertain about everything hence, she wanted to clarify things first before coming to a decision, and she'll start with him -- the first man and probably the last person who she's willing to make amends. After all, she did put him on a rough position after her selfish decision back then.
"Why?" Dragon raised his brows before slowly pushing his palms on the armrest as he stood. Sliding his hand on his jean's pocket, he pulled a small USB flash drive then threw it on her lap.
"Because you owe me that one." With that said note, Dragon began taking his leave without giving her a glance. Alas, just as he reached the door, Seraphina's voice reached him.
"Why are you doing this?"
"Huh, you won't even give me an answer and dare to ask me questions… I did entirely lose my mind." Dragon without looking back at her scoffed with a touch of bitterness in his voice. He added,
"Because no matter what, whether before, today or tomorrow… even if you raised your gun at me, I will still crawl my way back to you. So, Seraphina Yue… you better give me an understandable reason before I forget the promise I had with Gramps." Dragon uttered every word with a distinct conviction before he left.
Seraphina leaned back as she watched Dragon's retreating back. She knew him too well that his way of threatening her sounded lonely and painful at the same time. Alas, the walls that she built and the hatred she bore towards him weren't superficial.
Despite that she might be wrong on the person who did violate and took advantage of her in her previous life, what she was certain was that the feelings she held, the hatred that was cast on Dragon were real and it would be hard for her to divert it to another person.
"You should've stayed detestable. In that case, we could just die… together." Seraphina mumbled as she looked down on the USB drive he gave to her.