Chapter 179 - Poison Ivy Part 4

Honestly, she never expected anything to come out of this. No matter how many times they do this, Natasha knew what the outcome would be. But, when he holds her and even treats with her with a bit of kindness. A part of her thinks something has changed. However, whenever she thinks that way. He sees right through her and shatters her fantasy.

"Mori.."

"What is it?"

"Did you mean what you said?"

"Is Asa-chan interested in it? My feelings."

"Not in particular."

"Is that so?" using his thumbs, Mori traced her jawline, "You were very eager though, perhaps your body's craved me longer then you thought. Well, it's not like that time was the first."

He's talking about that matter so casually. "Can we not have a regular conversation?"

It feels like ever since that first day; they have not had much of a regular conversation. But even 3.then, the topics they spoke about were rather mundane.

"Stick your tongue out," Mori instructed.

Natasha was startled with the sudden command, and yet she does so in a split second, and their tongues collided against each other in a heated kiss. "Nnnmmm." It feels like she's going to lose her consciousness if she keeps this up any longer.

"Natasha, if you want regular with me. Why not just become my girl?"

"I won't."

"I see a shame. How many kisses does this make?"

"Ah, ah, I don't know....."

Disgusting. This is wrong. What is she doing? Why did she come here? People can be so greedy and selfish. Just because things between her and Chauncey aren't well, it doesn't mean she ought to resort to this again. She did the same when others.

"That's a nice sound. Care to make it again?"

"Mori, please. "

"What would you like?"

Did she perhaps sympathize once she saw that expression on his face? Once she saw exactly how closed off from the rest of the world his workspace is? Did she, perhaps want to do something for him?

"For you to eat."

A chuckle escaped Mori's lips, "Alright, alright. I'll eat. Make me something nice."

A simple deal? No, no way will happen with this man. But even if that's the case, she's going to acknowledge that for a split second back there, he was actually laughing.

To escape the m.o.a.ns coming out of her lips as she ate was difficult, with the way Mori's hands glided over her body skillfully. "This is really good, Natasha-chan, you'd make a lovely wife."

"Hah....hah.. Can't we stop for a moment?"

She was near breathless, unconscious even.

"I'm enjoying my meal."

He is eating, but why does she have to be treated in such a manner? What happened to her pride?

"Stop it; my body is already."

What can she do for this man that has eyes of someone who has completely given up on everything? His touch burns, it's different then back then, with that person. This burning feeling and sensation is strange. It's ripping her of her conscious.

.....

"Why on earth are you coming with me?" Natasha exclaimed.

"Call me curious."

Gahh! What's with this annoying man. "Besides, I had something serious I wanted to discuss with you too."

'He should have brought that up sooner.'

"The recent case, I handed it over to the police," Natasha sighed at the memory. "I had no choice really; we can't track down the culprit without the right information."

"Yes, indeed. But did it cross your mind to ask me?"

Natasha blinked when she heard his words. How surprising, she didn't think he would suggest something like that. "You'd actually help the fiance who abandoned you?"

"I would."

For a moment, Natasha froze at his words; she didn't think he would agree like that. If Chauncey were half as straight forward as this guy, then she wouldn't have any problems whatsoever. Alas, that guy is so clumsy with his words and so cold that she is always having problems. Rather, what is she doing comparing them?

Looking at that signboard, Natasha couldn't help but let out a scornful laugh. No many how many times she saw it, she thought it was a weird name. On the outside, it looks like a normal regular government office. However inside? The group in charge were members of the mafia — the silver clan. Mafia society is made up of color groups. Her group is red while Chauncey's is blue.

They led them into a meeting room further at the end of the hall. Natasha kept averting her gaze the entire time, though. She could already hear the rumors. Whenever she came by here, people would always give her a funny luck because she's the lead of the mafia daughter.

One way or another, the silver group is an organization that people consider as protecting the law. Protecting those people with unknown abilities. 'Even if these people are used to staring at others, it doesn't make it okay.' Natasha wanted to tell them off for looking. But, she understood full well what the consequences would be if she did. She has to maintain her reputation. It's not just her; if it were, then it wouldn't matter. But she has to consider her family and her clan.

She thought it would probably be alright, with Mori with her. The man beside her has quite the reputation. But normally when she came here alone. People would take advantage of the opportunity to get rid of her.

Would she be able to return in one piece? Natasha would always think that to herself. Her gaze landed on Mori, and a relieved sigh escaped her lips. Maybe it's a good thing this annoying guy tagged along with her.

"What are you looking at?"

"Nothing."

Mori smiled, "I see," he trailed off. "I came to ask you about Chauncey's arrest, do you know anything about it?"

"I don't…"

"According to rumors, sir Touma had some plans or led to frame a certain individual for the recent crime."

"Is that…," Natasha immediately understood where Mori was coming from.

"It's exactly what your thinking. Your little lover boy took the blame for your former Prince."

At that comment, Natasha frowned, "Can you stop speaking about them that way? It sounds mortifying."

"And why do you think I'm acting so bitter?"

"I don't know what goes on in your he--" her sentence fell short when he slammed his hand against the chair they sat on. "Wh-what?"

"Do you really not understand Natasha? Your a smart girl, aren't you? You really don't know?"