I stood up from the couch in an instant without wasting a second with wide eyes and a hanging mouth. I couldn't believe what I just heard.

"WHAT?" I yelled.

"Don't shout Miss Nolan, I'm not deaf." he said, keeping his face stoic and continued.
"well, I don't have a habit of repeating myself, but for you, I'll repeat."

I was standing there like a statue without blinking, without moving an inch when he said,

"I. AM. KING. Miss Nolan." He emphasized each word.

Anger surged through me as I remembered my last wish. I took a step forward and stomped his feet.

"Ouch!!" there was a slight change in his expression.

"You fucking asshole!!" I bursted as Zoe and another girl took a step forward to get hold of me but this asshole, held his palm out, stopping them in their tracks.

I was about to punch his nose, when he grabbed my fist and pulled me towards him.

We were just a foot apart from each other.

My breath got hitched at the proximity, when he leaned to my ear and said in a husky britishy accenty voice.

"No violence, Miss Nolan".

The one who does violence, is telling me 'no violence'..

Then he pulled back and I was freezed in my position.

However I managed to recover from my paralyzed state and with enough courage I asked.

"What do you want from me?" I asked, my voice low as I gulped. My hazel eyes was briefly locked with his ocean blue eyes.

"Oh nothing!! but you saw us killing Ashar."

Oh so that guy's name was Ashar..

"I didn't see anybody killing anyone." I lied curtly.

"Oh really!" His eye brows lifted up. "then who is this?" He pointed towards the laptop which was placed on the coffee table.

I took a step forward towards the table and knelt down to get a clear view.

And....... Oh my me!!!
I was sooo doomed..

My pathetic life..

I wanna cry so loud...

Oh god!! Why?? Why me??

It was me in my black dress standing in front of garage and my face was clearly seen in the screen.

Sweat trickled down my forehead as I gulped hard while seeing the laptop screen.

I inhaled a sharp breath to compose myself.

Don't freak out, you can handle it..

Come on..

"It's not me!" I stated curtly.

"It's.....I think....uh..  um.....my doppelgänger" I shrugged, giving them the dumbest reason as everyone gave me a weird look.

"Doppelganger?" King raised his one brow.

Fine..

I sighed as my shoulders slumped in defeat.

"Well, I saw everything that day." I confessed with my lips twitching downwards. "but I promise..." I exhaled deeply  "...I won't tell it to anyone, I promise."

"Promises are to break, Miss Nolan" Mr Kingston's face was still stoic.

And oh my god! that velvety British accent voice..

I guess I love British accent more than American accent..

"But you can trust me." I tried to convince him.

"I know I can trust you, Miss Nolan but, Ashar is a son of the one of the most influential businessman." He stopped.

I patiently waited for him to continue but he wasn't continuing.

Damn... speak up man!!

"So what??" I asked in an impatient voice.

He turned towards the other people inside the room and gave a nod to them and they all left within a second. Leaving me and Mr mafia king all alone.

And he continued.

"In the business world nobody knows me as King, for them I'm just Harold Kingston,that's it." He gave a pause for his words as he pursed his lips together for a while and then continued.
"So.."

Pause..

"... Ashar's father, however got to know that he was killed inside the garage of that hotel and..."

Paused again..

"..He asked his men for the camera footage of that hotel's garage and.."

Pause..

Ugh... This British boy is annoying me to the core...

"...your clearly seen in that footage..."

Again paused...

I swear, if he pauses again, I'm gonna kick his ass.

Do you want a gun on your forehead??

No.

Then shut up..

At this moment I had this song in my head.

I got guns in my head and they won't go,
Spirits in my head and they won't go.

I sniffled as he continued.

"...and... His father is searching for the witness,which is you..."

Paused..

I had a bored expression on my face.

"...and if they hunt you down and if you blurt out our secret, my reputation is going to be in vain. So I thought of getting you here and..." This time he didn't pause, I cut him off.

"Kill me?" Fear was evident in my voice as I looked at him in horror.

He glanced at me in confusion.

"No"

"No?" I repeated it as a question.

"No, I will not kill you. I don't kill innocents."

"Then why did you kidnap me?"

"Because you saw my men killing him."

"Damn it! I didn't see your men killing him. I just saw that Ashar guy on his knees with bruises on his face and a cloth wrapped around his mouth. I didn't see any of your men over there." I said it in an annoyed tone.

"But now you saw us." He shrugged.

Son of a bitch..

"But it was-" I was interrupted by him letting his palm out, deliberately stopping me.

"Let me finish first." An exasperated sigh escaped my lips as he continued.
"So Ashar's father is searching for the witness, which is you. He's searching for you in every corner of Manhattan. As you said, if you won't tell him about us, he will probably kill you." He stated and again my face was filled with horror as I imagined myself inside a coffin.
"And I don't like innocents to be killed, so I brought you here."

"How long I have to stay here?" I asked in a wavery voice.

"Until the case closes down and they should forget about you. It's a win-win case, your safe here and my secret will be safe with you being here and you can trust me, your safe here and no harm will touch you. I'm man of words. " he said with his chin held up high in pride.

"When will the case close?" I asked.

"Probably within a month."

"So till then, I have to stay here, in Hawaii?"

He nodded.

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