“Immunity but only if I don’t get you killed, hmm… tempting. Tempting…” Settling himself in the car he looked over ensuring she was all set to go before he started to drive once more. Windshield wipers going full force to combat the rain so he could see whilst driving, fingers tapped against the wheel once more as he went the usual route. Thankfully there wasn’t much traffic around so the journey was seemingly smooth, slowing down at a red light he couldn’t help the sigh that escaped his lips. Evan could be quite impatient especially when it came to traffic lights, he always swore they were against him. If anyone asked, he was cursed by traffic lights, always turning red as he approached, it was a clear exaggeration, but he would always swear by it.

“I’ll try not to worry; I know you can handle yourself however I’d be lying if I didn’t say Damian did scare me, but that happens with every leader I suppose.” Evan smiled as he kept his eyes on the road, making a turn his finger tapped in time with the indicator as they reached a national speed limit. Speeding up along the road it wouldn’t take them much longer to reach the home, he was still careful whilst driving especially with the adverse weather, but he didn’t want to delay anymore. Even though he had suggested getting some food he was uneasy with the idea of getting caught not doing as asked. Checking the time, he could see it was quite late, he knew deep down Rowan had been right. Something had happened to them else they would have received quite an angry call asking why they had not done as asked already. Indicating once more he slowed the car down as he approached her home, pulling up to a stop he grinned seeing there was no other car in the drive, but of course that meant he had been wrong. “Alright, alright… go on say, I told you so.”

Locking up the car once more he moved quickly into the house avoiding the rain, shrugging off his coat he placed it on the coat rack brushing himself down as he wiped his feet drying them. Rubbing his arms to warm up from the chill he glanced over at Rowan, “Right you sort out the room, I’ll put the kettle on and then give you a hand.”

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Hearing him step towards her she went to say something but was caught off guard when he placed his hand against her back, she could feel the warmth and it wasn’t something she had been expecting. If she was honest, she had expected him to be cruel, to be furious with her at the attempt of escaping and she was quite confused at how reasonable he was being. For a fleeting moment she had questioned on if it would really be that bad, but she pushed that thought to the back of her mind and listened to what he had to say. It was hard to hide the way her eyes lit up at the mention of a few things remaining the same, it was nice to know that regardless of her whole life changing there could be the few things that wouldn’t change.

Nodding at the idea of getting out of the rain to save falling ill she picked herself up letting him guide her back to the car. It was hard not ignore the sickly feeling in her stomach, but she put that down to the nerves of the unknown. Moving back inside the car she let out a shaky breath, the damp of her clothes painfully sticking to her, cooling her body temperature. Shivering slightly as she put on her seat belt she glanced at her hands, eyes focusing on the cut and fresh grazes from the fall. Fingers began to make grabbing motions as she tested on if it caused any pain for her, it was only a slight stinging sensation, so it was nothing too bad.

Coughing from the rain and cold she looked out of the window seeing the lights of streetlamps fly by, she didn’t know what to say to him. Her good hand tapped against the window in a world of her own before she finally turned to look at Damian, “I…” Sighing as she looked away back out the window of the car, she didn’t know what to say. A part of her felt like she should apologise but then another part of her thought against it, this whole situation was still confusing.

Rowan gave a small laugh as he admitted to being a bit scared of her brother. She didn't really understand why he, of all people, would be. As far as she could tell, Damian relied quite a bit on his second and seemed to be fond of him enough. After all, Evan was likely only second to her when it came down to the people Damian trusted most. "I guess. Personally, I think my brother's more annoying than scary but that's just my opinion." she mused with a shrug.

As they pulled up to the home, a slow grin spread across her lips as she realized victoriously that Damian had yet to show up. With as much time as they had wasted by getting a bite to eat, surely her brother should have been there by now if nothing had gone wrong. Such as a certain someone trying to get away. She turned to Evan as he gave up. "Hmm... I would but there's not fun in it if you're already expecting it. I'll rub it in sometime later." she decided with a grin.

Stepping out of the car, she looked up at her grand family home. It was far from modest, both in size and decor. She silently took note of a couple faint lights already on inside, telling her that some of her family members were still awake. For her brother's sake, she hoped they wouldn't get too curious about hearing their arrival. It was late she was rather certain he wouldn't want to explain himself until after he got the new girl settled in for the night. As Evan addressed her again, she nodded her head. "Alright. Guess we better get to work before the boss actually does get back." she smirked before sauntering off into the home and heading to retrieve the air matress.

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Once they were both back in the car, Damian turned on the heater, trying to remain rigid despite his urge to shiver at the cold. They may have been out of the rain but his drench clothing had him freezing and she was likely no better off. He snuck a quick glance at Iris, wondering how much she had actually packed in the suitcases. They had clearly been a ploy to throw him off as she made a run for it but he hoped she had at least committed to the trick. She'd need to get out fo her soaked clothing after all. \

He was just beginning to think about what would come once they reached the home when her voice caught his attention. He glanced in her direction before focusing on the road. It seemed that whatever she had thought of saying, she had decided against it. He wondered what had crossed her mind but not wanting to push for any answers, he went ahead to speak anyways. "Once we get to my house, you should get out of those clothes. I hope you packed something but if not, maybe you can borrow something from my sister." he told her with a small shrug. "She was the one that was at your father's office with me."

"You'll have your own room, that should be set up once we get there. If you need anything else, just ask me, my sister or the other man that was with me today. His name's Evan. He doesn't live with us but he's my second so you'll see him around fairly often." Damian explained calmly. Eventually the large estate came into view and he pulled up his car. Parking it, he paused and turned to look over at Iris. "For now, don't worry about anything other than getting dry and getting some sleep. I'm sure you have more questions and concerns but we can go over that tomorrow."

He let out a breath and stepped out of the car. "Come on then." he mumbled to her before stepping to get the bags from the trunk of his car.

“Well he is your bother, I’m sure him being annoying is natural to you.” Evan spoke as he grinned back at Rowan, however it was high time they got to work before her brother did return and reprimand them for not completing the job. “What room did you want to use? I’ll grab towels, I feel like they will be needed.” Moving through into the kitchen he flicked the light on revealing the extravagant kitchen, regardless of the fact he did not live here we was well versed in the set out because he was often here for some reason. Picking up the kettle he filled it with water before placing it back in its holder to heat up the water. Whilst the kettle was doing its thing Evan moved to a cupboard under the stairs where a lot of spare towels and linen were kept, it was all freshly laundered. If he was honest, he rather enjoyed the smell of the room, but the smell of fresh linen was always pleasant.

Picking up a couple of towels in his hand he went to find Rowan, moving up the stairs he looked for a room with a light on and open door because the shut ones generally meant it was occupied by one of the family members. “Ah!” Smiling as he saw Rowan he moved inside and placed the neatly folded towels on the table, he had brought a couple just in case Damian needed one as well as the new girl. He figured Damian would see her to her room, so this just made it easier. “Right, let’s give you a hand.” Moving to help out with the air mattress and make it into some sort of bed for the girl he started to think on what would happen, “You don’t reckon she’d try to run in the night too? Even with the first failed attempt?” It was futile trying to run, Damian could have her found in an instant with the amount of contacts he had at his disposal but sometimes fear could be powerful with not thinking straight.

Fluffing up the pillows as he placed them down on the air mattress, he looked out the window still seeing the ran pour down, it still shocked him that he had even taken such a deal in the first place. Shaking his head out of his thought he took a step back seeing the mattress now all set up for someone to sleep in, “That will do for now. I’ll be in the kitchen making us drinks, see you in a moment.” Moving back out of the room he headed back into the kitchen knowing full well the kettle had finishing boiling, opening the cupboards he pulled out two cups and started to make them drinks as he heard the front door open.

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“Thank you for the offer however I did actually pack some things.” Iris mumbled as she continued to stare out the window at the rain, the heater was doing nothing to warm her up, in fact it was just adding to her discomfort. Perhaps making a break for it in this weather had not been ideal. His sister didn’t seem so bad, she had remembered how she seemed outraged at the idea of this deal which gave her a little bit of comfort. Maybe she could talk to her? Maybe they would get on? It was all strange as it started to sink in that she would never be going home, she would have a new home now.

The feeling of relief washed over her when she had said she would have her own room, if she was honest it had been something, she was scared to ask about but hearing it had helped calm her a little. “Second?” Without even thinking she had questioned what he meant by second but as soon as she said it out loud, she realised how stupid it must have sounded. Of course, he meant someone he could trust, like a second in command and she was certain that most organisations whether crime based or not had something like that in place. “Ah sorry that was a silly question, I think I just need some sleep.”

As the car had stopped, she looked up at the new place, it was grand, and it was clear that this family took pride in their assets. Her own home seemed minuscule compared to this. Eyes glanced towards the lights that were still on and she felt her stomach turn, she wouldn’t have to talk to anyone right? She just wanted to get out of her wet clothes and sleep it off, maybe this was some sort of bad dream and she would wake up to her normal life tomorrow. Stepping out of the car she felt the cold wind surround her as the rain was still pouring. Shuddering as fresh rain plashed against her clothes she followed Damian from getting her bags and to inside his home were she was greeted by warmth.