Chapter 78: I Will Give You War

Chapter 78: I Will Give You War

Abigail

I dialed Luciano's number, waited quietly for him to answer which he did and I opened my mouth before he had the chance to say something.

“Luciano, what the hell is Micheal doing in the city?” I asked, light irritation in my voice.

He had told me that he was nowhere near here and I had trusted that he had taken care of him.

“Wait, what?” His voice was firm and he sounded confused. He didn't know either.

“I am at that dinner with my parents and they invited Michael. Apparently, they had run into him earlier.” I explained and he sighed.

“Ambrose was taking care of him.” I frowned to myself. That was his defense? To blame his brother?

“Luciano, tell me what is going on? You told me he would never get the chance to be near any of us again.”

“Angel, I am sure, I should have told you.”

“Told me what?”

After hearing what he had to say, I wasn't surprised. I knew he hadn't killed Micheal and I almost assumed that he was assisting Luciano in some way. Like this, doing his dirty work. What I was upset about was that he never told me the truth which we had talked about. I felt like he didn't trust me, for some reason but I was too tired to argue with him right now.

“You know what? I don't have the energy to talk about this right now. I will call you in the morning.” I sighed and went out of the stall.

“Abigail, it is not a big deal. You never asked about him so I assumed you didn't care.”

“I didn't care as long as I never had to see him again.” My voice was raised.

My hormones were starting to take over, although I knew it wasn't his fault, I was still upset with him. After having cramps all day, my body was fucking exhausted and my mind even more.

“I knew, I am so sorry, angel.” He said softly, sounding sincere.

“I have to go, I will call you tomorrow.”

I didn't wait for him to answer because I knew he would just be pissed by me hanging up on him. I stepped towards the long line of sinks and put my hands on the white stone. I needed to calm myself before going back out there again, otherwise, I don't know what will come out of my mouth. The door opened but I didn't raise my gaze. I didn't need to see a random woman giving me a judgy look because I was standing there doing breathing exercises.

“Long time no see,” a deep voice uttered behind me.

A voice I would remember anywhere and when I turned around, he was standing close enough for one to feel his warm breath on my neck. It gave me a shiver of discomfort.

“What are you doing here, Micheal?” I forced myself not to scream at him, instead keeping my tone flat. He chuckled, the sound coming out hard.

“I am just here for the free food.” He shrugged.

I rolled my eyes and tried to walk past him, he was quicker and grabbed my arm to hold me back. He pushed me against the closest wall and I struggled helplessly. He grabbed my other arm, pausing me flat against the cold surface and I had no other choice than to give in. He was too strong, I let out a heavy exhale and looked up at him. There was coldness in his eyes that I had never seen before, something dark clouded his green irises.

“You better keep quiet, Abigail and don't make me do something I will regret.” He gritted, his sharp tone making me flinch back. Who was this person? I scoffed at his threat.

“You know what your boyfriend has forced me to do for the past months? Or has he not told you?” He tried to get a reaction out of me, a sign that showed that Luciano wasn't truthful to me and I stayed silent.

“You don't want to know the shit I have been thinking about because of him. The strings I had to pull just to get to you tonight.”

My eyebrows scrunched together, this has been his plan. He didn't feel guilty, not even one bit and I bet he was the one inviting himself tonight too. My parents were just too polite to decline but I bet not even Luciano nor Ambrose had any idea of what his games were.

“Whatever he forced you to do, you deserved it.” I said in a straight tone. I couldn't show my rising anxiety level and I couldn't show him that I felt threatened. His pissed off expression deepened.

“You will pay for what he did to me, Abigail. You have no idea.” He leaned in closer.

“You have no idea what sort of people I work with on the side.”

Unless it was Lucifer himself, I wasn't too worried. He squeezed my wrist painfully hard, making my jaw clenched to not cry out. I didn't break our stare for once, I wasn't going to let him win one more time.

“You have a lot of balls coming here and threatening me. If you want a battle..” I leaned in, lowering my voice.

“I will give you war.”

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Luciano POV.

“I have to go, I will call you tomorrow.” She sighed on the other side of the call and before I could respond, she had hung up.

She couldn't be that upset about this, though, could she? I groaned in annoyance and leaned my back on the counter behind me as I dialed Ambrose's number. He had some fucking explanation to do.

“To what do I owe this pleasure?” He said as he picked up the call.

“What the fuck is Michael doing in town?” I snapped and there was a moment of silence.

“Umm, he is doing some work for you.” He tried to justify and I scoffed.

“Ambrose, I repeatedly explained to you that I don't want him anywhere near Abigail. Is that too hard for you to understand?”

“I am sorry but you never told me why and I figured they wouldn't run into each other.”

“That piece of shit tried to rape her, Ambrose.” I said in a low tone, not that anyone was near but it was a sensitive subject for me.

The memory of her face when she told me is still so clear in my mind and I can paint it on a blank canvas. I should have put a bullet in his head when I had him in my hands.

“Oh my goodness, I had no idea.” He mumbled.

“I…you know what, bring him to me and I will take care of it.” I ordered.

“I will,”

“But don't take him here, bring him to the warehouse. I don't want my cells to become bloodied.”

I need to take care of that idiot once and for all. I don't want him near my woman ever again. I have shown him enough mercy, it is high time I put in his place. He is going to pay for trying to touch my woman again.