Escaping The Mafia King

Hope woke up to the blinding light and white walls. Everything felt surreal to her. Was she even alive or was this heaven?

Her eyes blinked a couple of times before managing to open fully. Everything around her was white and too shiny. There was a complete silence in her ears right before the loud chatter patter of people and things started to enter through her brain like a loud crash.

Groaning, she slipped up the bed and tried to find someone. Well, good thing she figured out that this was not heaven that she was lying in, this was a freaking hospital.

She had barely registered it through her head, trying to figure out how she ended up here and then remembering being at the party and things that happened with Varys when the door to her room opened and Varys walked in. He was still wearing the same clothes that he was wearing at the party.

Still looking just as handsome.

Damnit!

His eyes came to meet with hers as she sit up straight in the bed, being careful to not be too quick about it as she did not want to fall face first into the floor because of the possible virtigo.

"Still alive?" Varys taunted, coming to sit beside her on the bed.

"I think so." Hope muttered.

Only she could be unlucky enough to get into an accident while fighting with someone verbally. Gosh, this was humiliating.

time is it?" Hope exclaimed as her eyes met the wall clock, "Oh my

she started scrambling out of the bed in hurry, she felt Varys' hand shoot out and grab on to her arms, stopping her, "Stop! What the hell do you think you are doing?" he

told them that I would be back by eleven

frustration, "I had Stella call

her panic started

an idiot! What if

"It was your fault!

engulfed her face in his palm, "This is really not what I wanted us to become. You keep fighting with me and

the best kind that she had every had with anybody. As the words

"I am sorry."

both spoke up at the

upon their lips, finding relief that they did not

Varys asked gently, extending his hand

at his hand and then at his face that showed her the same Varys that she wanted to spend her time with. She had even forgotten what the stupid fight was about

and slipped down towards him, hesitantly opening her arms and wrapping them around him, resting her head on his

body in a tight grip, his face slipping in her neck and inhaling deeply. Her heart was racing so fast that she thought it was going to jump out of her chest. Gosh,