Bound To You ✔

Chapter 50 ~ A Queen Never Bows

She was the shy and reserved girl who always had bodyguards surround her for protection but the morning of the twenty fifth of December, she climbed into a red sports car that her brother agreed to lend her for a drive throughout the city as he would be relaxing all day long. Akira put on her polarized sunglasses and drove towards the tallest building of the world to meet the boss bitch of the underworld, Isabella.

She applied her dark red lipstick a representation of strict business and wore slim black pants with a grey sweater top tucked inside. Ishana's layered pearl necklace with her own golden one and black heel pumps completed the formal look of the business meeting scheduled on time. According to Han's little spies, Isabella entered the building alone at exactly ten thirty and was seated near a large window giving a jaw dropping panoramic view of the city at Atmosphere.

What's next is up to Akira to find out.

Sitting cross legged in formal long sleeves black dress, Isabella was looking outside, waiting and from afar her mood already looked sour. Akira, taking the name of God, walked over and took the seat opposite of her. Isabella shifted her eyes to her, a small smile appearing on her rich rosewood colored lips.

"Akira Malik," she emphasized on her name like a calm headmistress with an expulsion letter in front of her ready to be handed in person. "I can assume you joined the family business. Tell me was it Eijaz Arif who gave you the idea of showering my apartment with fake bullets."

"I have no idea who is Eijaz Arif. I've never heard of him," Akira answered with all honesty.

"Then he may have become an MIA because he was once the top spies of The Legends, almost, focus on almost, exposed us all."

Now it was Akira's turn to breath with all calmness and act like she's not afraid. Isabella hid it well for sure or she's brave. Period

"When I did my homework, you were Isabella Samah Azad and then you become Isabella Tahir and finally it was Isabella Grayson who emerged as the Queen of Seven League. Why does your surname keep changing?"

"Should I officially change it to Malik? I heard Adeel Malik is still very much single and handsome with a dark aura."

Anger churned within ready to explode and flow down like lava just like Isabella wanted but Han warned her that she will try to provoke. Do not fall into her trap.

"My father doesn't fall in love with gangster. He kills them."

"Oh but I would have been a good stepmother to you, the total opposite of your real mother Farah. I did my homework too Akira Malik."

Maybe but your homework is incomplete

Waffles strawberry Chantilly, organic omelets, brioche French toast and two coffee cups with the coolest latte art were placed on their table.

"I already ordered if you don't mind," Isabella said, removing the fork from the clean paper it was wrapped into.

"It's good, I was famished anyways."

They filled their plates with preferences and dug in for a good two minutes pauses included without any words exchanged and an elderly tourist who walked near them complimented to Isabella that her daughter looks beautiful.

"Thank you. All credit goes to my handsome husband Adeel, I wish he was here with us but duty calls," Isabella answered.

"Well he'll be with you soon," the old lady said, shuffling Akira's hair slightly and luckily took a further seat from them.

"You're a tease Isabella."

"And you will pay for what happened last night, darling."

She took the handle of the cup and sipped on the coffee not bothering to add sugar unlike Akira who has added three teaspoons by now. Her threat bothered her but Han chose this place for a reason. Here, Isabella is helpless so she could only wonder what was going through her sick mind.