With his brows furrowed, Yelisei looked at all the photos on his table, the documents that Ryan gave to him were almost scattered as he read and studied all of it. While he was gathering Cecilia's statement about what happened that night, he sent Ryan to go to the crime scene perimeter to investigate the case in discreet.

Yelisei could see from the photos how the killer horrendously and brutally murdered Ellias. He couldn't even recognize Ellias from the photos due to how the killer literally destroyed the latter's face.

"And here I thought he was just shot in the head and died," Yelisei said, picking up one of the photos to look at and study it.

"Based on what I saw from the crime scene, I have this inkling that the killer returned to that place, to Ellias's corpse, and using a baseball bat, he destroyed the latter's face," Ryan then stated.

Yelisei then looked at him. "You went in that alley to see what the heck is happening, right?"

"Yes, Boss, and that's what we saw in that place. That person who chased the princess that night just vanished like a bubble in the air."

Yelisei placed the photo he was holding on the table and darted his eyes at the possible evidence presented to him. "He already shot the man to death so what's the point of destroying his face like this?"

"Maybe the killer has this intense grudge against Ellias that he did this to the don of the Montemayor Mafia."

"And the fact that Ellias is alone with the killer doesn't really sit right with me." He glanced on his arm. "And the guy is also bearing a spider tattoo . . ." He took a deep breath then continued. "Let's still continue to investigate discreetly about this and know that killer's identity and intentions. As long as the princess is here with us, this could lead us to possible answers regarding this case."

"Yes, Boss."

"By the way, did you already call that guy?"

Ryan slightly blinked, cleared his throat, and averted his gaze from his boss's stern ones. "A-ah, about that, Boss, when I called him, he was in the middle of . . . something."

Creasing his brows once again, Yelisei asked. "In the middle of what?"

While caressing her sides, he stared at her as she slowly sank herself into his length once again. Biting his lower lip, he gripped her hips as she started to bounce like a cowgirl. He couldn't help but smirk as he saw the reddish spots that he made around her sweaty body.

"You're so wet for me, huh? Hmm."

"Oh my gosh. Ahh, baby, ahh, I want it deeper, hngh . . ."

"That's right, baby—ah—take all of me—" he muttered between his moans as he massaged her clit with his thumb and he continued to pound her upward at an animalistic pace. "You're tightening around me, baby. You love my cock that much, don't you?"

"Oh my gosh, yes—ahh! Fuck me—ahh—fuck me more, baby! Yes! Ohh, ahh! Yes!"

His left hand landed on one of her breasts as he continued to pound her upward, his grip on her waist became tighter that it could almost make her bruise. Their skin slapping, dirty talking, and moans resonated around the room.

Suddenly, the door opened, making them jolt in shock. The man sat up on the bed as the woman screamed in embarrassment as she tried to pull a blanket to cover herself.

"What the fuck—" the man exclaimed in utter shock. When he recognized the man at the door, he frowned. "Can you knock, Yelisei?!"

Yelisei stared at him and silence and whipped out his phone. The guy frowned and took his phone from his side table and sighed, realizing what was happening. "What do you freaking want from me that you just bombard me with 56 missed calls?"

"Better cover your dick and get out within ten seconds, dumbass," Yelisei commanded as he walked out of the room. He even heard the guy shouting "fuck you!" to him before he fully closed the door.

It was indeed exactly ten minutes when the man went out of his room along with the woman he just had sex with. The woman was already dressed up but Yelisei could spot her hickeys on her neck. He couldn't help but grimace from such a sight.

"Call or text me later, baby," she said as she kissed the man's cheek and even winked at Yelisei before she walked out of the place.

The man's waist was wrapped with a towel the moment he faced Yelisei. "You're such a cockblocker like usual, Ackerman."

Yelisei immediately raised his hand up when the man was about to greet him by giving him a brother hug. "Just stay there, Achilles. Your sweat and cum smell. And I don't do hugs. It's gross."

"Wow, the attitude, Yelisei. You're not going to greet your best friend?"

"You are not my best friend, Achilles."

"Hey! We attended the same high school, you know? We're seatmates and we're close to each other!"

"That doesn't count as you being my best friend."

"Rude. You shouldn't break my heart like that." Achilles couldn't help but make a face. He then ran his fingers on his wet and messy hair to fix it. "I didn't even manage to cum because some fucker just barged inside my room and straight-up cockblocked me . . . and that's you, you evil boss."

"Whatever, Achilles. For once, just answer our calls, will ya? I don't want to waste my time coming here to your condo unit. You're not that special," said Yelisei begrudgingly and he couldn't help but grimace the moment he looked at the mess around him. He could even see Achilles' underwear hanging on the backrest of the couch. "Seriously, your room is a pigsty. Just get a room service or clean this place yourself. Don't be such a sloth."

"I did answer your calls!" Achilles protested.

"Ryan doesn't have any intentions of listening to some audio porn or listening to your moans, you idiot."

"Okay, fine. Next time." He sighed and continued. "So tell me, what do you want that you bombarded me with calls and even barged in here? You can just call me to go to the headquarters, you know?"

"I have a job for you," Yelisei answered directly.

Achilles sneered. "That's what I want. A job, indeed. Who do you want me to kill? That bastard and egoistic Ellias?"

Yelisei shook his head. "Ellias died the other day. He was killed."

That made Achilles pause for a second before he could manage to ask. "Seriously? He got killed? Do you know the person who killed him?"

"We're still investigating it and fortunately, we have a witness," the Mafia Boss answered. "And I want you to guard that witness."

"Whoah, so this case is really that complicated that you even want me to guard this witness."

"Indeed." Yelisei handed Achilles a photo. Achilles then saw a beautiful young woman with black hair and amber eyes. "And she's not just a mere foreigner who witnessed Ellias's murder."

"So, this foreigner is a big shot, huh? And she's a beauty," rubbing his lower chin as he looked at the photo, Achilles commented.

"She's a crown princess."

"Huh? What? What is she again?"

"She's a crown princess who happens to be having a discreet vacation here in the Philippines. Unfortunately, she witnessed Ellias' murder. That's why she's our only lead towards the murderer," Yelisei told him. "I came here to tell you that I'll be hiring you to be her personal bodyguard."

"Your Highness, I brought you some tea."

"You can put it on the table, Mari. Thank you."

Mari looked at her and smiled. Cecilia just knew the woman. The latter was the personal maid Yelisei assigned for her. It's already four days since Yelisei took her under his care and Mari was the only person she could talk to. She could say that she's a bit comfortable with the maid's presence. With her slightly short hair, sharp gaze yet soft expression, Cecilia could tell that her personal maid is a beauty.

"And, uh, you can just call me Ceci. You can call me easier like that," said Cecilia.

Mari nodded. "Okay, Ceci. If you need anything, just call me."

Cecilia smiled and nodded in response. Mari was about to go out of the room when she called her again. "Ah, Mari!"

"Yes, Your Highness?"

"Ano . . . can you . . . uh . . . can you get me some books to you know, read? Like romance novels, fantasy novels, and stuff? I am a bit bored here."

"Ah! Do you also like to read novels, Your Highness? I have books in my room!" Mari told her with so much glee.

Cecilia immediately twinked with the maid's response. "Really? Can I read some?"

"Yes, Your Highness! Wait, I'll just get the books from my room. I have my favorite books that I could recommend to you and I know you'll definitely like those, Your Highness. Wait, I'll just get those!" Mari left the room as Cecilia nodded in response.

"Okay, I'll be waiting for you here."

When Cecilia noticed that the coast was silent and clear, she immediately pulled the blankets and sheets that she managed to tie and connect and hurriedly tied them on the bed's header then threw them out of the window. She looked around and noticed that the guards weren't around and she finally managed to let it fall below. Using the makeshift rope. She immediately climbed down. As she reached the ground, she looked around and when she confirmed that no one was around, she hurriedly ran outside the gate.

"Finally, freedo—eh?"

Cecilia stopped the moment she saw what was in front of her.

The sea.

"Wait, where the heck am I? The last time I checked I was still in Tagaytay . . ." She backed away when she felt the strong breeze from the sea. She felt that someone held her shoulders that she gasped and screamed.

"I didn't mean to escape—well, I did—but I really didn't mean it, because I don't know where the heck is this place!"

"Whoah there, easy there, baby girl, or should I say . . . princess?"

Cecilia then hastily distanced herself from the man who caught her. The moment she faced him, she couldn't help but crease her brows.

The guy is around six feet in height, he has slightly wavy hair with a mullet on it which really suits his face. He also has a piercing that if you don't look closely, you won't notice it. Yes, he's good-looking.

Is he also part of the mafia?

"A-are you part of the mafia as well?" she couldn't help but ask.

The man creased his brows and laughed. "Aren't you supposed to ask my name first? But, anyway, to answer your question, yes-no-maybe? I am one of Yelisei's associates. More like, one of his trusted men who can work in and out of the mafia." He offered his hand to her.

"I am Achilles Bustamante, and from this day onwards, I'll be your personal bodyguard. Nice to meet you, Your Highness."