Argyl's POV.

"You either fight for me, or you don't fight at all." He said smirking.

The world stopped spinning for me in that moment. I stood still.

I kept looking at him as if he had grown another head. I wanted to yell at him. I wanted to tell him that he can't order me around.

But he was Damion Sanchez.

He owns the world I fight in. Yelling at him meant inviting my own death with open hands.

Rage consumed me. I was fuming with anger.Keeping calm was never my kind of thing.I trusted my nerves and kill me if they didn't love violence.

They found peace in violence.

For me, fighting was air I breathed on.

It was the water I needed to survive.

It was the fire that burned inside me.

I can leave without food for days. But fighting?

Huh!

I won't survive even a day without it.It was my addiction. The drug I needed.It was something I loved doing and I can't leave without.

It felt like he was taking away my right to breath.

But I was not his slave. I don't fight for anyone but myself.

I fight to make myself happy. I fight to prove that I am not weak.

I won't fight for anyone.

He stood there waiting for me to respond.

His electric blue eyes looked at me like they could see my soul.

Scenarios again flashed in front of my eyes. My nerves were begging me to go wild and attack him. But his eyes held me captive.

Something in his eyes told me that he knew what I was thinking and his dark gaze challenged me to act on my nerves making me unable to move. He had a different kind of effect on me. Only a look from him could make stop dead in my tracks. It was different. Really different. The aura around him was so dominating that I couldn't bring myself to look away from his perfect face. Let alone attacking him.

The moment when he walked to me, it felt like, my heart was about to come out of my chest.

When his fingers touched my cheek, current ran down my spine. I no longer had control on myself. My body reacted on it's own to his touch leaning into it as my brain commanded my eyes to close themselves. I was feeling something I had never felt before. It was only us in that moment.

Only me and him.

My nerves and consciousness snapped me into reality when I heard that person's voice.

I hated myself to feel whatever I felt when he touched me. I loathed myself for feeling that.

I wanted to slap myself. Beat the hell out of someone.

But when I heard him talking about Leo and my mum and dad, I forgot everything.

I don't know he had done to them.

I broke out of my trance when I heard his voice.

"You have all the time in the world, think on this. I am not planning on letting you go just yet." He said. I looked into his eyes trying to figure out what he was thinking.

What did he mean by he is not letting me go yet?

"I will come back to you." He said and after giving me a final glance, he walked out of the room closing the door behind him.

I watched him go and sighed in relief.

I could clearly see why people are so afraid of him.

His calmness scares you more.

They say he is a heartless killer who doesn't show any mercy to his enemies.He kills them in the worst way possible. He doesn't show any emotion to anyone. Not even anger. Rumours about him are endless and dangerous. His empire's his everything and if you want to live and survive in the world of crime and illegal things, You shouldn't be on his bad side.

Once you are on his bad side, you give up on living.

I spun the knife in my hand as I took in the surroundings.I was so captivated by him and his presence that I didn't notice the room I was in. Heck! I didn't even know when they took away that guy I stabbed.

I looked around.

It was a small cell like room. No window. Only the door and cold stone walls. The only source of light was the small bulb in a corner which felt like smirking at me.

The light was painful to my eyes and I needed darkness more than anything that moment.

He has forbade me from fighting. I needed to calm myself down, let my anger and frustration out.

I was fine before a moment.

But when he left, something just changed in me. The frustration and anger came to surface my nerves getting the best of me.

I wanted to do the thing he forbade me from doing.

I wanted to fight!

It was the only way to calm myself.

I wanted to find peace in someone else's screams and winces.

I just wanted to let my anger out.

I didn't know where Leo and my parents were. What he had done to them.

If they were okay..

What my dad was thinking about me.

If my mum was fine.I had shot her after all.I hope she was doing good. Though she is my step mum, she has loved me more than real one.

Of course, everything was till they knew about me.

I was always a perfect daughter to both of them. Perfect grades, no parties, no drama.Just perfectly normal except the fact that I fought.It was one of the things I was never planning on telling them.

And my cupcakes..

No.. Don't think!

Emotions make you weak! Get a grip Ara..

My emotions were surfacing making me weak. I never wanted to be weak.

The world is not for weak people.

It is for the ones who kill to win.I wasn't of the type who would cry on her faith.I wrote my own faith.

But I was feeling so damn weak at that moment because I couldn't do anything to save my family and Leo from Sanchez.

It was totally out of my hands and I was the one responsible for whatever that as happening.

It was all because of me.Fury boiled inside me making me loose my control and I punched the wall beside me.

It hurt my hand.Of course it did. But it was the pain I wanted to feel.

The pain that tells me I am a fighter.

I punched the wall again and this time the pain that shot through my arm was so sharp that I almost winced.

Almost..

I saw blood oozing out my knuckles.

My raged breathing and my soul wanted more. My energy wanted to let itself out. I needed to let it out. Otherwise my anger will get the best of me it will be impossible for me to control myself.

My anger is my biggest fear. It is so freaking dangerous that I don't know what I do in it.

I had to let it out.

I kicked the wall resulting only in hurting my leg. It pained like a bitch.

I wanted to find a way to let my anger out.

The light in the room wasn't making it any better.

I threw my Swiss knife towards the bulb and in fraction of seconds I heard the sound of glass breaking, the room falling into darkness.

The door opened the next moment.

"What the hell woman? Are you crazy or something?" I heard a angry voice which sure wasn't Damion's.

I looked in his direction. All I could see was a dark silhouette. His tall figure walked in the room and I smirked as I finally found the prey.

My hands fisted and I waited for him to come to me.

"Why would you break the bulb?" He asked annoyed.

"You know how Damio-" He didn't get to complete his sentence as I landed my punch right across in face which I wasn't able to see in the dark.

I felt immense satisfaction when I heard him wince in pain.

I was about to throw another punch in his direction but he grabbed my hand forcefully lowering it.

He was strong. I had no other option than to lower it.

"You punch bloody hard!" He exclaimed.

"Thank Christ Rey has forbidden us to fight you." He said.

I scoffed.

"He has forbidden you or you are afraid?" I mocked him.

I needed him to fight me.I wanted to feel the pain.

"Whatever you say. Rey has ordered us and we don't go against him. Moreover I don't need to prove myself." He said calmly taking a step back.

I could see the shadow of Damion in him. Of course he didn't need to prove himself.I scoffed again. I was provoking him.

"The bulb will be replaced soon." He said.

"You don't need to." I replied.

"Damion decides what happens here." He simply stated going out of the room closing and locking the damn door from outside.

I was breathing furiously.I was not gonna agree on his conditions.

This isn't gonna be easy at all..

Hey Marshmallows!

Here you go with another chapter!

I give up on rule of updating every Monday!!

I GIVE UP!

Anyways! Damion is dominant! But but but! Our Argyl is not the one who will be dominated, now is she??

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