Chapter 9
|| Kiera Stevens’s POV ||
He just left…..
After imprinting a forever haunting dream of shooting someone in my mind, he left without words. His dogs followed him burnedly Cluelessly, I remained there, shivering. A few guards were left behind who showed no pity on me. That man kept begging for mercy but who was I to forgive him I was sure that Luca didn’t give a shit about me. After all I was his play tool only.
As soon as the door was closed, 1 stumbled, backing out to fall on the chair. Only that time, I got some reaction from the guards,
Miss…”
One
of them approached me, uncertain about how to touch or grals me. He spoke pretty politely,
Are you feeling good?”
1 hummed, massaging the back of my head,
1…1..am_fine.”
How could a human feel fine after shooting a person for the first time?
It fellerazy to recall the moment. Thankfully, the guards took him away from here, allowing me to breathe properly. I had no idea for how long 1 had to stay there but Luca was going to end my career for sure. Maybe tomorrow, I would be blacklisted from the modeling industry for eternity.
My shoulders slumped at the thought. Never in my life, I felt so helpless and devastated. But I was determined to fight until my dead end. For the sake of my son’s future. I had to live at any cost.
The sound of my phone vibrating snapped me out of my thoughts. Pulling out, I saw it was Molly, calling me at this hour. A temporary panic set at the pit of my stomach. Possibly, she received more termination letters from the companies.
Tapping on the answer button, I opened my mouth to speak first but Molly’s sobbing entered into my ears first. My heart skipped a bit.
Did Luca harrn her? Did something bad happen to hert
I stuttered, standing up from the chair,
Molly.. what happened? How are you..”
Kiera…
..your father.. your father had a heart attack.. Molly’s voice cracked through the lines. All I could hear was an ambulance, ringing with a red alarm in her background.
|| AZRAEL DE LUCA’S POVI
Five fucking years…..
I waited for five years for this moment. I couldn’t believe that my best man couldn’t find the girl whom 1 bedded that night, Matteo came in notifying that they had tracked the girl finally. I wanted to have more fun with my new play tool, Kiera Stevens but unfortunately this shit came up. But thankfully, a huge burden was going to be let down from my shoulders. I couldn’t risk my empire for a woman. But I wanted Kiera Stevens’s at any cost, not as a wife obviously. She was the first woman who caught my interest after coming to this city I would have let her go only if she didn’t dare to slap me in front of public. She fucking slapped the king of Mafias. Now, I was going to make sure that she regrets meeting me in her life.
My men were keeping an eye on her. I knew that sooner or later, I was going to win beelise I get what I want in my life. I hated to see the man’s hand on her. Although she meant nothing to me, her body was going to mine soon. I didn’t care whether she gave birth or not, it was a matter of my pride. The news of mine, getting slapped by a woman had probably spread all over Italy, I wanted to show the brotherhood what I could do to someone who dared to disrespect me through her. First, I will clajen her, fuck her like a whore than she was going to be my servant… nothing less
than a servant
She is here, Lucal“, Matteo opened the door for me. My men hung their head low as soon as I entered, Matteo following me closely.
The girl was tied around a chair, had her conscience minus the part that her lips were scaled around the tap. At first glance, I could really see a lot of similarities, green eyes, the same body type.
* Open her mouth!“, I ordered at Matteo, walking over to the couch, ahead of her. Lightning up a cigarette, I heard Manen speaking surely,
1/2
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Chapter 9
*Luca..she has already admitted about being in the same hotel and
I lifted my left arm to stop Matteo from speaking. In this case, I wanted to interrogate her personally. Because the incident had no one but me Besides, I was doubtful of the fact how a wrong girl entered my room that night
Tell me, why should I believe that it was you who had a one–night stand with me?” I asked her, green eyes shining in panic and fear.
She rebuked nervously, her eyes watching me hungrily.
*Why should I lie to you. Luca? I mean I work for the local gang. I know who you are. If I lie it will be a matter of minutes since I will be dead, I had a crush on you. So, I sneaked into your room that night. But I didn’t expect that I would get pregnant with your child.”
My eyes hardened at her words. Even Matteo looked shocked as he didn’t expect this outcome. He knew how dangerous it as if her words were the truth. But for some reason, I saw a very different gleam in her eyes. It was flashing with greed, a hunger for powers but my vague memory recalled that the girl was so pure from that night. She looked defenseless, vulnerable like nothing.
I straightened my back up to sit properly. Pursuing my lips tightly, I questioned my back calmly.
How did you give birth to my child, woman!”
“C… C–section…..it was a complicated pregnancy…, she stuttered, salivating her lips repeatedly.
I inhaled a deep breath to keep my temper on check. All this time, I read her features. Literally, she forgot that she was wearing a tunk–top, her bottoms were completely visible in my eyes.
Matteo bring a bowl of hot water for me, pleasel“, Matteo shot me an uncertain look but disappeared. The woman panicked slightly, began to speak on her own,
“Luca I wasn’t really lying…It was me. Remember, you saw me at that party
Within a few minutes, Matteo returned with his bowl, placing them at the side table. I got on my feet to move for the girl who looked cowardly now She didn’t even dare to lift her eyes at me.
I grabbed her head swiftly, dragged them near the bowl until she was screaming in defense. I forced her face into the hot water for a second. released only after the had the taste of burn. Her face immediately turned red from the burnt that she felt from the water, her cries geuing louder than before.
Matteo was startled too but he knew that I had reason for every action that I take. I gritted my words out without letting go of her fake hairs that threatened to pull out from her skull,
*Tell me, who told you that I slept with the wrong girl that night? Give me a name!!!
