A/N: Not that long update, I know. Forgive me but I made sure it will be worth it. Love Love!

I met his dark eyes. I met his dark eyes. I can feel the intensity of his gaze unto mine.

"I'll make sure you'll never regret it. I promise." He told me huskily.

"Promises are meant to be broken." I stated as I inched away from him for the intention of breathing with relief but he snaked his arms around my waist and pulled me closer.

"You can't run away from me, milady." He said as he pulled me closer to his body. His nose barely touching my forehead.

I pushed him gently. "I wasn't running away, smartass. I was just giving myself ample amount of space to breath easily."

"What a smart mouth you got there." He smiled sheepishly but he pulled me closer again, he made me lean on his chest. I can feel his heart beating wildly like a drum. It was like a music to my ear but I remembered he didn't answer my first question, instead he was able to divert our topic to other things. At that thought, I raised my head and looked at him.

"You're good at changing the topic, but not that good. You didn't answer my question. Why do you want to kill Gwen?" I asked, still looking at him, waiting for his answer.

He grinned at me then shook his head. "I thought I successfully divert your attention." I raised my eyebrow at him and leaned back on his chest.

"I'm waiting." I told him when minutes passed but I didn't hear a word from him. I heard him sigh.

"I... well, I always saw her bully you frequently. She thought you're her rival because you were able to gain lots of admirers and rumor goes that you'll be the new Campus Queen, and not her." He told me.

My forehead knotted at his response. It's true that there were rumors spreading about me being the new Campus Queen, yet those were still rumors. What's the big fuss? Why do they give rumors like that a lot of attention?

"It's still not enough for you to kill Gwen." I insisted on because something tells me that that wasn't the real reason why he planned to kill Gwen.

It took him a minute or two before answering. "I wasn't suppose to give you some background info about my job..." He paused for a minute. "But since you're very persistent, I'll give you a hint. His father was involved on an underground Human Auction because one of her daughter had this unusual mental illness."

I raised my head again and looked at him, puzzled. "I don't get it. What's the connection? Why is Gwen involved when in fact his father was----- Wait!" My eyes widened when the answer popped out on my mind. With my eyes wide open I looked at X who was comfortably lying down while his eyes were fixed on me. "You mean to tell me that Gwen was the daughter you mentioned earlier that had an unusual mental illness?" I asked him to clarify everything. To my extreme annoyance, he didn't answer, instead he just gave me a lop-sided smile. I hit him on his chest gently.

"You have a very beautiful face but sometimes your brain keeps on malfunctioning." I didn't know if I was to be flattered or insulted at his statement.

"She's sick! But what kind of sickness?" Instead of arguing, I decided to ask him further question.

"Are you familiar with self-mutilation?" He asked me.

"N-No. What's that?" I asked him back though I kind of knew what self-mutilation is.

"Self-mutilation or self harm is a mental illness wherein a person finds satisfaction everytime they hurt themselves. They want to do that because everytime they hurt themselves they find it satisfying, they find it pleasurable. Maybe they obtained that kind of illness because they were abused when they were young, or they had been on a very traumatic experience. Emotionally or physically. They can also obtain this illness through the environment that they live in or even on movies that they've watched. Another factor is the depression." He explained to me.

From lying down, I quickly sat up and looked at him, surprised. "T-That's very dangerous and-and cruel. I remember it now, we once had a discussion about self-harm. Our professor even let us watch some videos of patients having that kind of illness. They would slice, burn, scratch their skin or bang their head on the wall and they even interfere on their uncured wounds!" I was flabbergasted. I couldn't imagine Gwen had that kind of illness. That's sick! "W-What triggered her illness, by the way?" I asked X because according to him there are some factors that may trigger this illness.

"She was molested by her two cousins. She, together with her older sister Gianna. They were sexually abused for three years since Gwen was 14 and Gianna was 16. And when there father found out about it, he ordered his men to kill their 2 cousins. Gianna suffered from extreme trauma and she was sent abroad for rehabilitation. Eventually, Gianna started to heal but not her youngest sister. Gwen resulted on self-mutilation. She had been in and out of rehabilitation center but she kept getting worse. To prevent her from hurting herself, her father joined an underground Human Auction." I was beyond shocked by the information I was hearing. On an instance, I felt pity for Gwen. She had a huge grudge on her shoulders yet she maintained her composure.

"How can Human Auction help her, X? Don't tell me she would hurt those people that her father won on the auction?" I asked him. He just nodded his head. "That's sick! How can she do that! Did she ever felt sorry for those people?" I became frantic. Geez! I know she's capable of doing nasty things - I have Joeana as my example - but I didn't thought Gwen could be these maniacally ruthless, not even in my wildest dreams. The clemency I have felt towards her awhile ago suddenly vanished into thin air.

"That's the only way her father thought that would divert her attention. It was a success though. But that was also the reason of her father's bankruptcy." I can't utter a single word because of the appalling reality.

Gwen was sick. And her father did anything within his power to help her, even though he resulted on doing something illegal still he managed to do anything because of the love he has for her daughter.

"It's their deepest darkest secret they're not willing to share to anyone. Mr. Sandoval don't want to be the center of attention during business gatherings so he kept that secret hidden from people's patronizing eyes. It's really a big dirty streak on his beloved image to have such a mentally ill daughter, yet he loves her. But that was also the beginning of his business' downfall. You know how auction works, right? You will bid millions for just a single item and when you had the highest bid, you win." He continued. I just sat there, listening to everyword he had said.

"So, you've decided to kill Gwen because you felt pity for what she did?" I asked him. If that was his reason, then I would be enlightened. X must have felt a bit of liniency towards those victims.

"You are forgetting one thing, dear." He said.

"What did I forget?" A frown formed on my forehead because I was puzzled.

"Someone hired me to kill Gwen Sandoval." He told me.

"Oh!" Was all I could say because I clearly forgot that he's an assassin, meaning he works for someone. But a question popped out of my mind. "Didn't you tell me that Gwen's illness was the deepest darkest secret her family intended to keep hidden? But how come you knew all of this?"

He smiled at me. "You have so many questions, dear. The less you know, the safer you'll be." He dismissed my questions.

I kept quiet for a long while. My mind kept on going back to that question. Maybe his employer provided some background information about his target and his employer knew all about the Sandoval's secret. Mr. Sandoval was a very powerful man, not to mention one of the most influential businessman on the whole world. He's also a silent man. I once saw him when I went to a business gathering with my Popsie. He's kind of aloof to everyone.

Suddenly, an idea popped in my mind. Maybe, he was the one who ordered to kill Gwen. To kill his only daughter. But that would be too much, right? I mean, he loves her daughter so much that he's willing to spend millions just for Gwen's satisfaction.

'Maybe he did order to kill his own daughter because she's the reason why his business was nearing into bankruptcy. He once had the decency to order his men to kill his own nephews, right? So, he must also have the decency to order someone to kill her own daughter.' My mind reasoned out. Actually, my brain was in a haywire because of too much information.

I just sighed heavily. "I know what you're thinking, but you should keep it to yourself. I will not answer any of your questions anymore. You'll be in trouble if they find out you knew something. It's only for us to know, and for you to find out." X countered at me when he realized I was planning on asking him another question.

I pouted my lips like a kid. He just smiled at me and pulled me back on his arms gently. He made me lie on his chest again.

"To be honest, I never slept with a woman before. I had sex with them but I never got the idea on cuddling them like this. And to think we're just cuddling and not having sex. I must have possessed a lot of self control on me." He said it to me while he's caressing my back soothingly.

"Hmmm... Really?" I felt the arising drowsiness when he did that. My eyes were already half closed.

"Yep! You know, I'm a womanizer, milady. I never slept with a woman without having sex." It seems like his voice was far away when in fact he's just lying beside me.

"So?" I asked him sleepily.

"Well, I'll give you two choices. First, you would allow something will happened to us to be able for us to satisfy our cravings for each other, but the downside is that you won't see me again after tonight. Second, you would tell me to leave and never return, but the downside is that we will nevet get the chance to satisfy one another." What he said made my drowsiness disappear. I raised my head and looked at him with my eyebrow arching.

"You really think I would sleep with you?" I asked him. His thrasonical behavior irritates me.

"I just don't think, dear. I know that sooner or later, you'll give in." He said that with confidence. "And to tell you honestly, I'm a man with rules. And one of my rules is that when I sleep with a woman twice, I would surely do it thrice and when I did that on the third time, it means I want to own you. I want you to be mine and mine alone. Sometimes, I'm quiet possessive when it comes to my property." He added.

"You're rules sucks, DEAR." I mimicked what he used to call me with a sarcastic tone.

"If it sucks for you, so be it. But I want you to choose." He told me that while looking so effin' serious.

"What if I won't choose anything." I challenged him with my eyebrows still raising.

"There will come a time when you don't have a choice but to choose between those two. I suggest you choose now." He said that normally as if he's just telling me to go to sleep.

I rolled my eyes again. How come a man like him could be so egocentric. "Oh pleaseeee. Stop blubbing your mouth I'm really sleepy. I really want to sleep now." I even made a yawn.

He just gave me a lop-sided smile and reached my lips to kiss me. I closed my eyes. Hell! I would pay millions just to feel his kisses on me. It felt like heaven. I opened my mouth to give him more access. He soon used his tongue to explore the insides of my mouth. My head was spinning everytime he kiss me. My mind seems to go on haywire everytime we're like this. A part of my brain was giving me warning bells but my body wouldn't listen. I was the one to broke that kiss. We both panted for air. We looked at each other's eyes. I can clearly see the lust in his eyes. His jaw clenching, probably because he was controlling himself from taking me right there and then. I smiled at him and gently touched his moist lips. I gasped when he bit my thumb.

"Well, that's how you give a goodnight kiss." My voice was hoarse so I cleared my throat. He didn't say anything, instead he just gave me another peck on the lips.

"Sleep now, milady. I'll be leaving before the first ray of the sun shows up in the sky. Sweet dreams." He guided my head towards his chest. He also resumed on caressing my back, he even put his hands inside my tshirt.

"Night." The drowsiness that once flew away, reappears and this time it consumed my thoughts, leading me into the peaceful world of deep slumber...