Femme Fatale: The King's Deadly Temptress

Chapter 246: A Reason Not to Slit Chris's Throat

Magnum Hotel

The beautiful song was about to end. After Chris twirled Katherine a few times, he dipped her head down and looked deep into her eyes he could feel as though his heart was being squeezed dry. 

Five years ago, back when he had no other choice but to take away her memories because she found out what she wasn't supposed to find out and had acted violently, he had told her: "This is why I didn't want you and that man from the Parks together." Apart from his selfish reasons for having feelings for her, he really was just saving her from getting herself hurt.

Katherine suddenly became restless from where she was detained and started yelling at him furiously, "Don't you dare touch him!"

Chris saw the look on her face just because he had mentioned Damien. Had she already fallen for the guy to be so concerned about him like that? 

Now, five years later, hearing the same words from her while they were talking about the same man brought so many ill feelings. He had stopped himself from getting involved with her anymore despite seeing Katherine and Damien together several months ago.

Many years had passed and the two still found each other again. It looked like Katherine and Damien's stars were really aligned and there was nothing that he could do about it anymore. 

All he wanted to do was to keep her away from danger. But now, this stubborn woman just made herself visible to her enemies. What the hell was she thinking?

Chris decided to tell her something before disappearing that night. When the song was ending and they straightened up, Chris pulled her so close to him that he could feel the beating of her heart and whispered, "I did love you, Kath I didn't lie to you five years ago, I meant what I said that night." 

Another tear escaped from the corner of her eye, she was too hurt. How could he say that to her and did what he did? She could never trust anyone anymore. They tell you they love you but they hurt you. How fcked up was that?

~Say something, I'm giving up on you~ The song died down and the room was filled with a loud round of applause from the audience because of their dancing.

The lights and the music changed from mellow to an upbeat song really quickly. Katherine felt Chris's hands slipping away from her just as the guests started to go back to the dance floor.

Before he could get away, Katherine harshly caught his wrist and dragged him towards the farthest corner of the room where she found a door. Chris did not fight his escape and allowed her to drag him away.

She opened the door and saw that it led to a staircase. As she closed the door behind them, Chris flicked his wrist, releasing it from her deathly grip but as soon as he did, she was immediately on her guard.

She started throwing punches at him in which he countered so effortlessly like the expert that he was.

"Come on, is this all you got? You've gotten soft, Queen," he mocked her, a smirk forming on his face as they exchanged blows in the small space and landing a low kick on her leg. She whimpered but recovered right away.

His provocation caused Katherine to make her attacks harsher and fiercer, landing a strong strike with her fist on his jaw. She grinned.

Chris spat to the side and wiped the blood on the corner of his lips with his thumb, smiling at Katherine before he spun and kicked, aiming for her head.

She almost got hit but she managed to duck down quickly, avoiding his kick while drawing out the dagger in her leg. 

When she found her stance, her right hand was already holding the handle of the knife in a reverse grip with the blade opposing her thumb and the cutting edge facing away from her.

Katherine swung her arm like she was throwing punches but this time, she was aiming the knife towards Chris and intending to cut him.

"You really like your knives, huh?" he huffed.

"I'll like it even more when it tastes your blood," she spat as she continued to attack and counter-attack his moves.

"Honey, you'll have to do better than this before you could cut me."

Clenching her jaw, Katherine found her opening and she kicked him in the stomach, causing him to stagger backward to the wall. In one swift move, she drew her knife up to his throat.

"Did you say something?" A menacing smile appeared on her face.

Chris chuckled, "You got me. But are you really going to  slice my neck? I don't think you have it in you."

"Queen, don't do it. I repeat. We need him alive," Falcon's voice came through the comms. She couldn't reveal herself for now unless it was really needed so she stayed inside.

"Tell me one good reason why I shouldn't slit your throat right now!!!" Katherine yelled in his face. She hated how he was so cocky. She enjoyed watching him like this with other people before but experiencing it first hand made her blood boil.

"I thought you were smart, Queen. Did you really think you could keep me? Always always have insurance. I taught you that." Chris smiled as he looked at her, unafraid that the knife was going to cut him anytime she wished.

"What are you talking about?"

He moved his hand and Katherine pushed him back, the knife closing in.

"Hey I'm just going to get something from my pocket and give it to you," he said.

Katherine nodded and Chris took out a small device from the inside of his coat, holding it in the air and waving it to her.

"Holy sht," Styles cursed when he saw a bomb detonator in Chris's hand through the cameras in the staircase.

"You planted a bomb in here?!" Katherine's eyes grew wide.

"My dear, you need to let me go. I'll give this to you In return, I walk away."

Katherine's heart raced. There was no way that they could let go of Chris now that he appeared in front of her. 

But now there was a bomb involved, what was she supposed to do?

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