229 Soul-Mates (2/2)

'SHOOT'

Yi Yang stared in utter disbelief at his bloodied hand that was holding the gun; more than aguish of the seeping wound was the astonishment to bear the volume of the situation. His gun was thrown meters away.

Then his eyes fell on Li Yuan who was still caressing Lei Xinyi's hairs but his other hand had a Glock custom-made arm that was blazing smoke from recently being shot.

Li Yuan smirked, shook his head as if a disappointed parent, and shot once more without lifting his head.

Yi Yang shrieked as the pain once again took his body hostage and fell to the floor on four. Li Yuan had shot him in his knee cap, which would ensure he was to never walk again, that is... if he survived.

It was his way of retaliating for giving Lei Xinyi a fracture, the retribution for almost taking his raven away from him in an orchestrated accident was yet to come.

He looked down to see Lei Xinyi having a small smirk and mock-amusement in her eyes, no pity, no sympathy, just contempt. His smirk grew.

They were definitely soul-mates.

Lei Xinyi snorted with her eyes still set on the screen, and snarled, ”People should really flask so they know what's coming out of their mouth because people hands slip here.”

It was a cruel way of defending his case but only his Queen's approval mattered.

Qin Shu had scurried away in a corner and was looking at the scene in utter fear. Lei Xinyi had the urge to scoff at the woman's muffled sobs.

If she couldn't handle the little blood and gruesomeness, why was she even in this dirty business?

At last Lei Xinyi's movie ended with background music of Yi Yang groans and Qin Shu sobs.

Lei Xinyi sat straight and smiled in a venomous laced sweetness at Li Yuan, ”Honey, hold him for me,” She indicated to Yi Yang who was lying on his own pool of blood.

Li Yuan raised his eyebrow at the endearment, but as a whipped man, he was, he stood up and grabbed Yi Yang's head and brought him on his knees.

Lei Xinyi smiled and inspected Yi Yang with cold, dead eyes as if she was looking at a dummy. She took a look at the blood then the blood flow; it wasn't pouring out heavily so there was no way he was passing out till an hour.

Lei Xinyi hummed then checked his pulse, she gripped his jaw and peered open his glazed eyes. He wasn't getting back on his feet again but he would survive.

She grinned at him in cold-blood and brought her supporting stick in front of him and swung her hand sharply against his cheek bringing him to his senses.

She looked at his bewilderment and mocked, ”I never knew what was an appeal to a Bastard on his knees, until today.”

Yi Yang was gaining back focus and glaring at Lei Xinyi but she didn't give a damn like she was already consoling a dead man.

This was a thing about her, she never started riots but she made sure to put an end to them. And when people had the balls to harm others they should have the guts to bear it too!

If you don't give mercy, you don't expect mercy;

Lei Xinyi observed Yi Yang with eyes devoid of recognition, she had been nice to him...she spared him when he was begging for his life once on his knees and in return he almost killed?!

She remembered the dread and anguish; It was a miracle she wasn't dead so she was simply returning the favor. The thought alone of his pending screams excited her.

Li Yuan couldn't stop the flicker of pride at his Raven, She was no feeble-hearted, forgiving princess; She was a Mother-f*cking Queen, Custom-made by the God above for him.

She was just as twisted in the head as he was, like a puzzle that fit together. If there was a speck of doubt earlier, he could see it now: She was his perfect fit.

In their world, there was no second chance or forgiveness and he didn't want a cry-baby wife wailing on his tail of how he was a murderer but his little Raven would rather assist him.

Standing there with their foot-wears dipped in crimson blood he could see the woman who would walk with her head high next to him.