The Story of Blood and Roses

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"Goodness, woman. Why do you always point a gun at my head when you meet me?" he huffed. He cradled my head and tried to help me out. "Contrary to what you believe, I have a lot of other work than to find out ways how to kill you or win your heart over." He paused, giving me a firm stare. I stood by myself, but I could see that he was prepared to hold me up if I faltered.

"You don't need to be here," I groaned. "I can take care of myself."

"I know," he ground out, but his eyes were not on me. His eyes were planted on the building towering over us. "He's not on the roof anymore."

"He'll be down in a minute," I told him pointlessly. "You can go. I'll handle this from here."

"Don't be stubborn, Mia. I haven't been following you just so I could leave without talking to you," he ground out. I don't even know who these people are, or how many of them are there, but I didn't want him helping me anymore.

"I'm not being stu-"

"Then let me stay," he [email protected]@