Into The Devil’s Heart

“As I was saying” Aurelia turns to Black Gun ignoring Wendigo as if he doesn’t exist, “There can never be a win when it comes to fighting against the devil” she informs.

“How then do you think you can help us?” Asked Black Gun curious to know why she said it was impossible yet she is assuring them she can help them win.

Aurelia glanced at the men with a smirk, “Only I know that one thing that can send him to hell and never returns” Her tone was confident.

The frown on the black gun’s face couldn’t be hidden as he asked, “What’s that?” He was curious.

Aurelia glanced at Wendigo before saying, “Can’t throw my pages before you while you still regard me as an intruder” She was directing her question to Wendigo without making it sound so obvious.

“How else do you want us to react so you know we see you as a partner?” Black Gun asked.

“A proper welcome will be highly appreciated, something like a nice dinner and hot rose bath to rest my mind,” she said but the smile in her eyes caught Black Guy’s attention.

“Hmm” he hums, shaking his head, “I may as well make you feel at ease and comfortable so you can regain your lost energy” He agrees.

The door pushes open and a guard walks in as if he knew he was needed,

“make sure she gets everything she needs” Black Gun instructed him, he bowed in response before turning to Aurelia and urging her to follow him.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

“dinner at six, ” black gun informs.

“I know,” Aurelia blandly responded, not looking back.

” What was that?” Wendigo asked as soon as the door shut.

“I’ll be a fool to answer that” Black Gun sounds pissed and upset.

” The fact that you are a Mafia Lord doesn’t mean you can smash just anyone that stands before you. You should be happy she needs us as much as she claims we need her or else, she would have squeezed out your life from your incompetent bones” He couldn’t hide his anger.

Wendigo is a fan of feeling so full of himself, always thinking he can command just everything around him and that’s one thing Black Gun hates with a passion.

” How was I supposed to know she was a real witch? I mean such doesn’t exist until now. Stop acting as though I helped crucify you men, and mind your words. So much as we work together, that doesn’t give you the slightest chance or right to start dictating what I do and shouldn’t do” Wendigo lashes with the same intensity.

It hurts his pride to hear the Black gun, someone that’s incomparable to him talking with no iota of respect.

Black Gun was expecting his retaliation, and always, Wendigo’s pride will always work before his brain.

“This is not a matter of status or not, if we want to deal with Cannon once and for all, we odd to be on the same point and not duel on our level of wealth and possession” He stood up from the sofa, “a common enemy makes us one and to be victorious, we have to lie low and act humble to whoever can help us attain our mission.” He explains his thoughts.

“I don’t know if you see the point but should in case you do, know you don’t have to react to everything she says. Let’s keep a close eye on her and see if she really can help us, only then we can take the next step ’cause right now, we have no choice ” He turns and leaves the room.

Wendigo let out a sigh of defeat, it’s hard, very hard but he knows he has to try by all his might not to be hot-headed.

Later in the evening, Wendigo and Black Gun are seated in the dining room patiently waiting for Aurelia when the door push opens and she walks in in a pair of blue leggings and a nice fitted t-shirt.

Her long slender legs make her look sexy and her blond hair brought out her charming and irresistible look accompanying her chestnut eyes.

“You on time,” Black Gun said, watching the lady take her seat opposite him.

He was indeed intrigued by her beauty but not as compared to the way he felt when he set his eyes on Audrey before the auction.

“Always on time” Aurelia flashes him a smile and starts serving her food without waiting for them.

Wendigo could spit out fire at the I’ll mannered lady but then, he swallows his anger and pride and ignores her.

Since the lady chose food over the discussion, both men had no choice but to join her.

The dining was silent, with the spoon clashing against the plate. Aurelia looked so carefree, eating her meal as though she was in her room with no one else.

“Hungry slut” Wendigo cursed under his breath as he watched her eat without a care.

Their gaze met, he didn’t bother looking away, not like he was afraid anyway.

“Where I come from, I am the Queen of my people and I live in purity unlike others with black hearts” Aurelia voiced out, still looking at Wendigo.

Black Gun stares at the two whose gaze seems to be creating invisible heat in the room. He doesn’t know why Aurelia made such a statement knowing Wendigo never uttered a word but he chose to ignore it.

“How beautiful is your place?” He spoke out, trying to change the topic.

Aurelia turned to him, her gaze was intense and could kill.

“Don’t take it the wrong way, I just wish to know” Black Gun quickly explains.

“If being compared, I will say it’s as beautiful as heaven,” she said with so much pride.

” I see, technology?” The black gun pressed on.

“nope, we’ve got ways to do our things without stress. Hence, we don’t need anything to define us” she says.

He nodded in response, ” awesome to know there are people out there who don’t fancy earthly possessions” he said and lowered his head on his plate of food.

” It’s good you have some sense of reasoning unlike some people who think with pride and not their head “Herr’s lips were switched to the side, as she dug in her food and loaded her mouth.

” By the way, I wish to have a proper talk with you two. A good plan makes a mission successful” she informs.

” Sure” Black Gun responds and glances at Wendigo for confirmation.

“Ok,” Wendigo responded reluctantly.

No words were uttered until they were done with their meals. Black Gun stood up and walked into a room, Wendigo was right behind him while Aurelia came last.

Her gaze was all over the big empty room with only a table and chairs around, following the guys, she took her seat where she found it suitable resting her hands on the table as she watched the two men get adjusted on their seats.