344 Who's Your Daddy Now?

The last rays of the sun before it set cast on the wide grin on Noah's face as he took in Katherine's provocation. He thought the kick she did was just a lucky strike, but he was feeling so hyped up that he wanted to humor her, taking her next actions a little seriously.

Seeing as she wanted to strike him first, he went for a quick grab and lock in order to subdue her—to teach her a lesson that she shouldn't casually provoke men or she would get hurt.  

Dashing forward, he swiped his right hand towards her right to grab her arm—only to fail when she managed to shift her weight to the opposite side, evading his attempt.

His eyes widened in surprise but he didn't stop attacking her as he swung both his hands to her left, failing for the second time when Katherine weaved away from his hands by leaning back and shifting to the other side, evading his attempt for the second time. And that's when he realized that maybe this woman did know a thing or two about fighting, but all she did was evade his moves. 

Wanting to see if he could scare her by actually trying to hit her, Noah threw punches to her direction with a little force this time. One. Two. "Fûck!" he cursed when he felt a hit on his back, taking him by surprise.

Katherine was able to dodge his punches and on the third move, she twirled around him so fast that before he could even register that, she had already elbowed his back. 

Noah recovered quickly, his body suddenly going rigid and on-guard, not knowing where this woman could strike him again. He threw more punches at her but she avoided all of them and when he got distracted, Katherine spun around him and the base of her fist landed a blow on his cheek, hitting him like a hammer.

"What the—!" He massaged the side of his face, flexing his jaw when pain radiated on the spot where she hit him.

His eyes darkened and he shot her a glare. This woman just hit him thrice now and he hadn't had the chance to even grab her yet. She was so quick on her feet and it was as if her moves were calculated. If he thought that she just got lucky the first time or even the second, this third hit was definitely intentional and measured. "Who the hell are you?" he bit out, not realizing that he had spoken loudly instead of just thinking about it.

Katherine's adorable and cheeky laugh filled the empty alley, her eyes smiling when she tilted her head and told him, "Oh, kiddo… you don't really want to know who I am… I'm your worst nightmare." And she began to take offense, striking punches and kicks at Noah.

His senses heightened – his eyes were keen and his ears perked up, picking up sounds and anticipating where she was going to hit him next. He dodged some while he also received some hits. He was backing towards the end of the empty alley and he could no longer take this woman as a joke or he would be cornered. 

One second he thought she was doing karate until she was suddenly grabbing and kneeing and jumping and all sorts of things all at once. She was fierce and deadly. Katherine was bionic.

With his heart racing and his blood pumping, Noah could feel the adrenaline rush and he found himself fighting for his life while trying so hard to land a single blow on her. 

Just when his back hit the wall and found an opening on Katherine's side, he took his chances and tackled her. The two of them fell on the ground, his body hovering over her as he pushed her shoulders down, preventing her from getting up. Panting, Noah revealed a sly smile on his face when he had finally caught her and trapped her under him. "I must admit… you're quite feisty but you can't beat a man's strength. Game over."

There was a sound of a door opening behind them at the same time that Noah had tackled Katherine but the two were so engrossed in their fight that they didn't notice it. Because if they had only lifted their heads to the door's direction, they would have seen Damien's deadly glare when he saw what was happening before him–one of his security details was on top of his woman in a compromising position. 

Katherine huffed and her eyes darkened. If Noah thought he had won already, then that's where he was wrong. Before he knew it, she trapped his left leg with her right foot and bucked her left hip towards him and in an instant, their positions reversed.

Not wasting time, Katherine coiled her hand around his collar and tugged, lifting his back from the ground at the same time that she pulled her elbow back and then her fist aimed for his face.

Noah closed his eyes, anticipating the punch to hit his face, but it didn't come. And when he opened them again, his eyes widened, seeing her fist a hair's breadth away from his nose.

A mischievous smile ghosted on Katherine's face as she probed, "Who's your daddy now?"

Felix and Styles, the spectators of their fight were speechless. But while Felix had a stunned expression, Styles had a smug and proud look on his face. He had always been confident when it came to betting with his Queen. However, when he turned his head and saw Damien by the door, blood drained from his head. 

"What the hell's going here?" Damien's low and cold voice rang in the air, his eyes never left Katherine.

She raised her head, meeting Damien's stare and that's when she released Noah's collar. She got up and dusted herself quickly before she jogged towards the angry-looking man. "Damien…"

Damien Park scanned her from head to toe. His eyes were so intense like a laser beam, Katherine thought she was burned from their wake. "What happened? Are you hurt?"

"No, I—"

"Ngnh…" Noah pushed himself off the ground and tried to stand up straight but failed. He didn't notice it earlier, but because his adrenaline was wearing off, his body ached everywhere from all the hits he received from her.

"Dude… You look like crap," Styles scoffed, delighted to see the bruises forming on his face where his Queen had struck him. He grimaced at the thought of how painful it must have been. Extending his hand out towards Noah, he mocked, "Pay up."

Damien shifted his gaze to Noah and saw his beaten-up face. He looked at Katherine again and did not see any on her except that her clothes were a bit dusty from getting tackled on the ground earlier. He could guess what had happened before he arrived and he felt both pissed and proud. "Are you okay?"

Katherine held his hand and pulled him back inside the building. "I'm great. Don't worry about it. Come on, tell me what happened with that thing you did."

He was still confused but he allowed her to drag him back to her old apartment. It was a bizarre scene to see in the alley when he arrived earlier. Now, he could only stare at her while his mind was full of questions.