CHAPTER VII

After the first date, Levon and Blair had continued to see each other each day secretly. Levon was left with no choice but do it behind her family's back. They chose to be judging idiots and she couldn't change it.

She was relieved they didn't ask questions when she went back late that night the next morning. Sneaking out with Blair had turned out to be her best thing now. He always managed to surprise her. He even bought her a silver bracelet covered with small diamonds and when her brothers asked her about it, she had lied that it was a gift from Whitney for their friendship.

She didn't know if they believed her or not but they didn't ask further questions. She was glad at least they had not seen through her lie.

At least her best friend was on her side and always had her back. She had been supportive of her relationship with Blair. Whenever she went out with Blair, they enjoyed looking at the stars, having casual talks, flirting, drinking, kissing, holding hands.

They had been days full of fun for them. She rarely thought of anything else but Blair. Everything about him from his eyes, the way he watched her, the way his eyes sucked the air out of her soul, they made her feel beautiful.

A mere glimpse of the blues made her heart throb wildly against her rib cage.

His kisses, slow and passionate, rough and demanding making her feel things in her body. His kisses where just so addictive and she found herself lost in them each time. They made her feel special to him as he was to her.

The way his hands worshipped her body each time they made out, roaming her body like she was a dainty porcelain doll. She loved the way he made her feel even without trying.

His large frame engulfed her small body safely making her mind at ease. She felt protected and knew she could always confide in his warmness.

The whisper of sweet nothings and promises she didn't know if they were even true but the way he said them in his sexy deep voice sounded true. Sometimes she was even confused of what they were doing but each time he whispered in her ear how much she meant to him, how different she was from the others, Levon ignored the warning bells and decided to live in the moment.

How he evaded his mind most of the time, thinking about that dimpled smile that made her knees mushy, that left her breathless. She couldn't just come to stop even though she tried. Sometimes she found herself playing with the bracelet unconsciously.

Levon had come up with a conclusion that despite the pretence that it was just fun, she was falling hard for Blair Ford.

Thinking about it and admitting it scared the hell out of her but it was the truth. Her relationship with him was far from fun but she liked him, she really liked Blair and the most hurting thing was the thought that he didn't love her back and it was just fun to him.

"Oh my God Von! Now that doesn't sound good at all." Whitney paced left to right.

"I fuckin damn know Whitney." Levon muttered.

"So what you going to do? Are you going to tell him you are falling for him?" Whitney asked when she stopped pacing.

"Hell no!"

"I mean if you tell him how you feel, you will get to find out what he thinking."

"Am not doing that, I don't want to listen to his voice when he tells me to my face that I mean nothing and it was just for fun before he went back."

"What is your plan now?" Whitney gazed at her defeated.

"I should do something I would have done before. I am going to end whatever is going on between us before I get hurt even more." Levon sighed.

"Jesus! Why did I accept this in the first thing?" Levon busted out loudly.

"You are attracted to him. Von, believe it or not, the guy is a walking sex on the legs."

"It hurts right? That is because you like him more than you can imagine." Whitney asked and she nodded.

"Alright, then let's get ready." Whitney pulled her to the wardrobe.

Soon they reached the street which was already blasting with music in Whitney's red Ferrari. They made their way to the crowd mingling with a few friends.

"Look over there," Whitney showed her a devilishly handsome Blair talking to a beautiful redhead.

Levon couldn't help the ache of jealous in her heart and the dryness of her throat. How she wanted to rip out the flirtatious bitch's throat.

She immediately turned her attention to Leo who was with the beautiful blonde Catherine and Liam with Stella. She needed to think straight and not think of ways if murdering someone. Her brothers looked happy and she felt happy for them.

"I will get us some drinks." Whitney excused herself into the crowd leaving her alone. She felt lonely and glancing at Blair who was laughing annoyed her.

"Hello gorgeous," the voice startled her.

"Scar," she acknowledged.

"You look really beautiful tonight. Where is your little boyfriend today?" he furrowed his eyebrow at her.

"Fuck off Scar," Levon growled and walked away from him before he roughly pulled her back.

"Son of a bitch," she muttered glaring at him.

"Now Missy, this is not the time to be feisty. I have had enough of these games.."

"Get away from her," Blair punched Scar square to the face.

Levon gaped in shock at Blair's outburst. This was not good.

What was he doing? Was he out of his mind? Wasn't he flirting with the redhead? The clogs in her mind turned relentlessly at the scene before her. She could handle Scar and Blair had to intervene. Great, just fuckin great.

Scar held his jaw glaring at the both of them as she was now behind Blair.

"Here comes the hero," Scar chuckled humorlessly.

"Scar stop," Levon pleaded with her eyes.

They had attracted a crowd by now and they were all watching the scene. They were in trouble now.

"Let it be darling, I think heropanti over here has something to say." Scar motioned to Blair.

The two men stood face to face although Blair was an inch taller than Scar making him more intimidating. Scar was a bit more huge than him and powerful but she had no idea if Blair was a match for Scar.

"Blair, no," Levon pulled him back but he wouldn't budge.

"This fucker over here has to learn some manners. I can't let him treat you like that. That ends today." Blair scowled at Scar.

"You want to challenge me little boy," Scar smirked at him and Levon wanted to wipe the smug from his face.

She didn't want where this was going and she knew very well what Scar was hitting at and Blair stood no chance.

"No Scar," Levon  warned.

"Let's race and see who is the man." allover a sudden Levon's heart thumped.

She knew what kind of a ruthless bastard Scar was and how he was a psychopath. Blair was going to end up being hurt and she couldn't stand that. He was playing a game of Russian roulette with his life and she could not accept it.

"He's not racing with you Scar." Levon defended.

"Unless he's afraid of a little adventure, I am sure lover boy can handle a simple scratch." his smirk widened.

Levon knew what game Scar was planning and she was sure ad hell Blair wouldn't survive.

Levon nodded to Blair to turn him down and just walk away but the determined look on his face said otherwise.

Was Blair serious now? He was a novice at racing and Scar was the king. What was he doing risking his life? He surely was asking for a death wish.

Then a race it is," Blair said nonchalantly in a hard firm tone avoiding her stern gaze..

Levon's heart sank to the bottom looking at Blair like he had grown two heads.

"I appreciate your courage but being over confident will lead to your downfall." Scar mouthed at him.

"Try me,"

Levon pulled Blair through the crowd to the back.

"Are you out of your fuckin mind? Do you know what that psychopath is capable of?" she lunged at him angrily.

"Calm down, will you?" Blair said calmly.

"Calm down! You want me to calm the fuck down. Are you asking for a death wish? Jesus! I c..." her tantrum was cut off by his lips claiming hers.

This suddenly stopped her verbal diarrhea as she held him tight. Their lips moved on sync as he nipped on her bottom lip. She moaned into his mouth.

"I have this handled." he said when he pulled away slightly.

"Bu.."

"Do you trust me?" he asked her looking into her eyes.

She nodded seeing the determination in his eyes.

"Then I am going to be fine Levon. I promise." he assured her kissing her again.

"Promise me you will come back alive."

However much Levon knew what she asked was not easy but she had to have his word. She needed an assurance that he would come back for her.

"I promise. I won't leave you Levon." he gazed into her eyes and that's the assurance she needed.

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