Genius Girl Chapter 21 - 21: Visitor

Chapter 21 - 21: Visitor

It only took 15 minutes for Daniella to arrived on the rooftop of the condominium where she was living. She turned the engine off and searched for her phone to send Scott a message to take the chopper back to the warehouse but her phone was not in her pockets.

"d.a.m.n it!" She cursed as she remembered leaving it in the warehouse.

Her feet rushed towards the elevator, she pushed the ground floor where her apartment was located.

When the elevator door opened, she quickly took a peek at the lobby.

She blew in relief sigh, thankfully, Evan still hasn't arrived.

With the same speed as before, she rushed towards her apartment.

After putting the code, she pushed the door opened and her eyes swelled after seeing Scott with the senator Abe in her living room.

The senator was tied up on her couch, mouth gagged with a white cloth while his face was pale like a sheet of white paper.

"What are you doing here Scott?" she was horrified as she speaks.

"I called your number and Claire said you are going back to your apartment. So I brought him here," Scott opened a suitcase full of knives in different shape and length on the table.

Her eyes went wider, inside, she started panicking.

"Whoa, wait!" she groaned in distress.

"Scott. Have I not told you to stop spending time with Robert? That man stupidity is contagious!" she gasped. Her feet ran towards the table and closed the suitcase.

She shoved it under the couch and momentarily looked at the Senator.

"You!" she pointed a finger at him.

"I am going to torture you later but for now, my a.s.sistant will take care of you. Don't worry, you and I together with Senator Villa are gonna have a threesome. Its gonna be fun and painful" she strengthened up from sitting on the couch next to the senator and turned to Scott.

"The chopper is on the rooftop. Take this moron to the warehouse and I will deal with them later," she pulled the senator up from sitting on the couch and pushed him towards the door.

She removed the senator's gagged and rope and, then showed him Scott's phone with his wife photo.

"If you shout, your wife and kids will die and not in an easy way," she showed her casual murderous smile, her eyes were deeply looking into his eyes.

She could see the fear registered on the senator's face as soon as her eyes turned from brown to black, he obediently nodded and stood next to Scott.

Scott was about to open the door when the bell rung, he looked at the monitor on the wall next to the door only to see an unfamiliar man.

His eyes narrowed and turned to Daniella, a mischievous smile curved on his lips as he saw the panic on her face.

"Is this Evan?" he asked, pointing at the monitor screen with Evan's face.

"Huh?" Daniella answered him with almost half soul, then she nodded.

"Yes. So go and hide in the bedroom until he leaves," saying that with a bit rush, Daniella pushed him and the Senator towards the bedroom.

Before closing the door, she took the gun from her legs and pointed it at the senator and then later to Scott.

"If any of you make a sound, I am going to freaking send your soul to h.e.l.l and torture you there. Understood?" her eyes were wide open as she threatened them. She masked her panic with an angry face.

The two nodded like a dog, then she slammed the door closed and shoved the gun in her bra.

Adjusting it a bit, Daniela took in a deep sigh and looked at her face with the samurai blade hanging on the wall.

She opened the door, an uncertain smile was on her lips.

Her eyes stared at Evan in front, he was still in his suits, grey as the moon while his deep brown was just as mysterious as before.

She gulped, finding a will to withdraw her eyes from him but no matter how much she tried, her eyes were glued staring at him.

She took a step back while Evan closed the door behind him.

"What brings you here?" she asked with confusion. Her body turned to walk towards the couch but, her arm has been pulled back by Evan's hand.

Her body twisted to face him but, before she could ask him for the reason, her lips were once again locked by him.

(!)

Her eyes blinked repeatedly, unsure whether to push or kiss him back but, her body has decided to do the latter before her mind could decide.

Her hands were on the side lifted to wrap around his neck, her lips moved and parted to welcome his tongue.

And just like before, she saw images as they continued kissing.

But today, it was different, she could no longer see Kierry but, instead, it was her.

Her figure in the warehouse as she ruthlessly replaced the senator's daughter's eyes.

In between their kisses, Daniella's eyebrow creased, wondering why she's seeing her memory.

(What is happening?) She asked her self. She could feel Evan's body pus.h.i.+ng her body backward, then her body b.u.mped to the back of the couch, his hand went on her behind, he lifted her and let her sat on the head of the sofa.

Both of his firm hands were on her behind, supporting her body from falling.

As she continued with their kisses, Daniella thought how could she see her memories.

(Is this a result for kissing him?) She wondered. It didn't come to her that Evan must be seeing the images in her mind, all she could think of was that Evan must be like a mirror where she could see her past.

She disregarded the images and concentrated on Evan's lips.

Soon, she felt his hands on her back traveling to her stomach and went up to her b.r.e.a.s.t.

She could feel that he was about to fondle it when Evan stopped.

She pulled her lips from him in wonder. A line appeared between her brows as she looked at him with confusion.

"Why do you have a gun in your bra?" he asked.

"Ahm," Daniella stuttered, unsure of what to say.

"Nevermind," saying that Evan locked their lips today and tossed the gun somewhere.

His hand unfastened the lock of her bra and later went under her skirt.

Her eyes opened in panic. If Evan would go further, he would notice the difference in her skin.

She harshly pushed him away. Her mind started asking herself why did she let him touch her.

"What's wrong?" his hoa.r.s.e voice with full concern, his hands which were previously pushed by Daniella traveled to touch her legs.

"It just ahm. I have, ahm," she doesn't know what to say. All she knows is that, if Evan finds out the scars in her body, he might run away.

(Isn't that what I want?) She bit on her lips, mind conflicted with her decision.

(No Daniella. Concentrate.) She got down from the couch and fixed her bra.

"Mr. Su, please leave," her eyes were looking down to the floor, avoiding to see the confusion in Evan's eyes.

"Fine. But let's have dinner tomorrow night," she wanted to say no but Evan has left before she could.

It was as if her brain worked the moment she knew that Evan had left. She gulped hard, both hands went to her pounding chest.

She heard the door of her bedroom opening, she turned and saw Scott with his wrinkled face.

"You can still run after him, Daniella. You should have fun and enjoy life," saying that, Scott pushed the senator Abe back to the couch.

"I have no idea what you are talking about Scott," Daniella denied.

"Really? Why were you kissing him then?" he suspiciously asked. A teasing smile was on his lips as he watched his boss blushed.

"Because I am h.o.r.n.y Scott. Now, before I kick your a.s.s, get this filthy a.s.shole out of my apartment. I will be busy today," saying that with an angry face, Daniella picked up the gun Evan threw on the floor earlier and jammed it in her bra.

She took her laptop and disabled the security of the building, then she and Scott left her apartment with a rush.

As she started the chopper, Scott looked at her with his eyes s.h.i.+ning tauntingly.

"I guess no overtime tomorrow huh?" He smiled at her.

"Why is that?" Daniella asked both hands were busy starting the chopper.

"Don't you have a date with Evan tomorrow night?" after saying those words, Scott's smile slowly faded and before he could dodge it, Daniella's short leg has kicked him out of the chopper.

He got up and was about to complain when Daniella blocked the door.

"Meet me in the warehouse Scott, don't use a car, taxi or motorcycle. Use a normal bicycle and if I don't see you there in four hours, I am going to break your legs. Literally," his shoulders shook when Daniella slammed the door close.

After seeing the chopper leaving, Scott rushed out of the building to find a bicycle.

"Ais.h.!.+ Seriously this woman. Her patience is just as short as her height!"