Chapter 32 What???

* Anna’s POV *

All I could see was blood. There was blood everywhere, and only blood, and I saw the man holding the knife to my throat and blood gushing out from his head.

I looked in front of me, and all I saw was Blaze standing there, pointing a gun toward me.

My heart was in pain; my breathing slowly stopped, the entire world faded out; no, I wanted to stay awake; what if I fell and that man again woke and cut my throat?

“No, please. Don’t faint,” I was telling myself. I tried to cry and scream, but it seems I lost my voice. No sound came. I prayed silently for someone to save me, and all I saw was a shadow running toward me.

And before I could ask who it was, I fell. I jumped up from my senseless dreams.

I sweated too much, and my breathing was abnormally fast; I opened my mouth wide to take a long breath.

I only looked around and saw I was lying in our bedroom; I checked my surroundings and then my body. I was wearing a new set of clothes.

Then I remembered the blood on my face.

I jumped off the bed and ran to the dresser, and checked my whole face. No, no blood was on my face, was I dreaming?

I removed my hair from my neck, and then I saw the wound on my neck. It was a light cut, but the wound proved that I was not dreaming.

I touched the wound on my neck, and I understood someone had cleared up the wound and applied for the medicine.

I subconsciously thought about everything that happened to me, and the reality shocked me out of my wits.

“Oh god, oh god,” my heart jumped on my chest, and I was in pain, what I saw.

First, these men, and then my own man, killed someone in front of me.

“No, No, No, this can’t be true” I washed my face and told myself, Anna, wake up, you’re dreaming, please wake up. I don’t want to remember this side of him. Then why?

It’s so scary for me to even think about it.

Why? I still failed to believe a young boy turned into a murderer; why? Where is my innocent and playful Blaze? Why did he become like this?

My mind was full of questions and pain, yet I found no answer yet. Now I want to see him.

Where is he?

I walked back to the bedroom and ran to the door. I tried to open the door, but I found the door locked from outside, to my shock.

What the hell is this? Why did someone lock the door? Even when he kidnapped me, he left the door open, yet now locked the door, my brain burst into anger.

I picked up the flower vase and threw it on the door, but my anger was nowhere to lessen.

As the sound sped around the room, the door opened with a clicking sound.

And a worried face came into my view.

* Blaze’s POV *

I opened the door hurriedly, and as I opened the door, I saw Anna was standing in front of the door, and the flower vase shattered on the floor.

I gave no attention to anything other than her.

I felt guilty, but I told myself to brace myself to bear her anger and pain; I will do anything for her to forgive me.

“Love,” I called her gently, and my voice seemed to shake. But I gripped my heart and walked forward.

But she raised her hand and stopped me on my spot “don’t come closer before you give me an answer. What the hell just happened/? She looked at me, almost killing intended.

My entire body was sweating; in my entire life, I never felt fear of anything or anyone, even while killing someone; my heart never shook a little, but facing this woman, I felt the entire world covered with darkness.

“Love, leave that matter, we’ll talk about it later, okay, you need rest, come” I tried again to touch her, but she stepped back, distanced herself from me.

“Love,” my chest hurts, "she hates me."

My heart was in pain. Am I losing her?

“Blaze, answer me. Who were they? Why did they want to kill me? She was struggling with her question.

“Are you going to leave me? I suddenly asked; an invisible strength gripped my heart tightly as if I wanted to crush my heart; I never felt so much pain as I was feeling at that moment.

“Answer me, Blaze? She didn’t answer me; she didn’t refuse.

“Damm it, Love, answer me, are you going to leave me? I lost my sanity. Why doesn’t she refuse? Why not tell me, she will not leave you, why?

I took a few steps toward her and grabbed her waist; this time, to my surprise, she didn’t struggle nor refused my touch.

My heart calmed down a little; I leaned over and rubbed my forehead against her “Love, don’t leave me, please; without you, I will die.” I was begging her. I knew I was a selfish freak, but what can I do? Without Anna, there would be no Blaze.

“I’m not leaving, blaze, just god damn answer me, I want a straightforward answer with no hidden secret” her voice calms down a lot, and her changing tone gives me strength.

“Okay, I will give you anything as long as you stay beside me, just promise me, you will not leave me” I looked straight into her eyes.

She nodded without hesitation, her answer ashamed of me. Did I deserve her love? She easily agreed to stay behind, and I used every means to keep her with me. But my selfish heart says we deserve her more than anything.

“They were here to hurt you because they wanted to hurt me,” I said calmly.

“Why? She looked at my face, and her eyes were showing such a good deal of confusion.

“Because I'm their enemy.”

.“And what did you do to become their enemy? She finally asked what I feared the most; I never felt so helpless at that moment. Either way, I had to answer her, so I closed my eyes; I didn't have the guts to look into her eyes and lie to her.

“Because I’m a bloody mafia leader, I belong to the darkness where I had to kill to stay alive.”

Silence, both of us silent. No one said anything. She was looking at my face, I could feel her stare, but I refused to look at her.

“And why are you a mafia leader? Anna was becoming calmer and calmer, and my heart was freezing slowly.

What?

“Because my father was the previous leader.”

“Why did you leave without telling me five years ago? Did this mafia thing relate to our separation,” she asked everything one by one.

“Yes”

“Your family forced you? She asked, damn, why this woman easily caught everything. I need to tell her the first word, and she completes the sentence easily.

“Yes”

“My mother knew you were going to be a mafia leader,” she asked again.

“Yes”

“Okay, where is your family? Do they know about us now? Where she was going.

“My mother, sister, brother, all of them left this world already, so I don’t have any family other than you” These words were hard for me to say. I'm an unlucky son and brother.

“How” this time, she sounded different. Her coolness went off.

“My father killed them” my hold on her waist tightened.

“Why? She sounded furious.

“For his power.”

“Okay, one last question. Are you ever going to kill me for power, as your father did?

Boom!

I raised her eyes and looked at her in shock. “Love! I almost growled. I would kill myself before thinking about something like this.

“If not, then I'm okay with everything, but remember, never let anyone hurt you,” she said and got rid of my hand.

My hands are suddenly empty. What just happened?

She walked to the closet and took out a set of clothes, and went to the bathroom.

"What ' my mind is still roaming around the question.

God, dammit, did she forgive me or not? I failed to understand. Now I am confused? My wife was not like other women; I expected her to scream or fear her monster husband. Seeing her so calm, I pinched myself.

I heard a water running sound; she was talking about a shower. I walked to the bathroom and tried to open the door, but she locked the door; damn, this woman was trying to kill me with shock.

I will die on her hand one day, that’s for sure.

I walked back to the cabinet and took out a key. Hump, want to keep me out, dream on.

I walked back to the bathroom door and opened the bathroom door; the front scene took me off guard.

She was standing behind the door, crossing her hands over her chest. Damn, she tricked me.

“I’m not in a better mood to play with you, so close the door and let me shower in peace, you better leave right now,” she ordered me with a stern look, the woman you’re asking for trouble, but her face telling me if you dare to take a step ahead then I will murder you with my bare hand.

I closed the door and went back to the bedroom and waited for her to come out; at this moment, I will do everything she says; that’s the wise choice for me.

* Lucia’s POV *

‘What? Damn these fools' ' I wanted to kill everyone again, even though they were already dead, these damn fools.

“Boss, he already knows about you,” one of my men informed me, my brain buzzing with red alert.

Damn fucking timing,

“That means Blaze killed all of our men, including our spy? I was hoping for a piece of positive news, but luck seemed to kick me hard.

“No boss, all of them found out by Blaze Roderick.”

Thoom!

I swept off all the things from my dresser, including my phone, and tried to vent my anger.

I gripped the lipstick on my hands, all of my hard work ruined by that damn bitch.

Five years, fucking five years. I created this net for him to step in, yet he burned my trap just because of that bitch.

Now I have nothing to cage him.

I stood up and walked out to where my father was in a meeting with some mafia leader.

“Dad.” I knocked on the door.

“Come in,” he answered back.

I stepped inside, and all of their eyes fell on me.

“Dad, I need your help right now” I ignored everyone. These people were nothing more than fucking bastards, for the power they would even kill themselves, but that’s what we need in our profession;

Emotions were fucking messed up things in our life. I was not a fool to get emotional for anything; I need power, and for power, I could kill my father, and he knows this better than anyone, and that’s why he kept me with him; he even killed my mother for power.

“Okay, my daughter wants to talk to me; we’ll talk another day,” she ordered, and one by one, we left, two of us left alone.

“So, my princess, what do you need? He asked calmly.

“Blaze killed all of our men and caught our spy, and now he knows we sent our men to kill that bitch,” I said, and he stood up from the shock.

‘What? Lucia, are you sure? He couldn’t believe such a perfect plan suddenly went in vain.

“Rocky informed me just now.”

“Damn, that bastard is too hard to control already. Now he will come behind us. Fucking, I sent you all the best men; how did this happen? He was growling like a madman.

“I know, Dad; I think we should listen to Dylan.” I know my father’s ego is going to come and hinder our plan, but I decided.

“But!

“No, dad, we need to get rid of that woman at any cost, only in this way I could control him, father. We need him; I need him.”

My father looked at me and then nodded; that’s what I needed.