Chapter 30 ~ Something big happened ~
Blaze’s POV
Someone looked very panicked. I already expected this reaction. My smirk turned towards a specific person.
“So, Ben, do you know who that person could be?” I asked him, holding a serious expression on my face.
I walked closer to him and stood face to face. “Do you know who it could be?” I asked again. This time I felt it was hard to suppress my feelings. The one I love the most in this world was my Anna, and I was not too fond of the most betrayed.
And significantly, when someone closer to me did that, from childhood, I cared about brotherhood and friendship the most, more than my blood relationships. My blood relatives betrayed me and now my right-handed man also dared to do that.
“How would I know, boss?” he said with a guilty look. Seriously, deep down, I was hoping it’s not true because, but after today, I would lose the belief to trust anyone.
“Because you know him.” I pointed my finger at the unconscious bastard who lost half his body and now was lying in a pool of his own blood.
“Boss don’t tell me you think I'm the hole he was talking about. Boss, don’t you know me? I have been working for you for the last three years.” He looked as if I had wronged him.
“Man, you surprised me. What about this?” I raised something and his facial expression changed.
He was silent and I thought he was going to give me an explanation. I wanted to rip his face apart, but he was my man for three years, whom I trusted the most.
Even though I wanted to be ruthless, I wanted to give him a chance. But few people thought I was too emotional, and they dared to trick me.
When I was waiting, he finally lifted his head and looked at me, but something differed from before.
He suddenly laughed like a maniac. “So, what if I am? What can you do? You are nothing more than a bitch’s P***sucker. You ruined everything for that bitch. Because of that bitch, you killed my brother,” he suddenly burst and screamed without holding back.
My head turned hot, and my body was burning with rage. What did this motherfucker say? Whom did he call a bitch?
I lost it and grabbed him by the neck and threw him down. I put my legs on his face and held him on his face. “Take it back,” I growled. My heart burned from anger. How dare he?
No one should call my Anna like this.
The bastard still hasn't stopped laughing, even though my foot was over his mouth. He laughed like crazy. “Ha, ha-ha, do you think you can stop us? No way. How many times will you save her? Don’t even think you can keep her. If you stop one, another will appear to kill that bitch. Our men are not hoping to stop until they fucking kill your bitch. If they can catch her, they might even taste her and fuck her. As you did.”
I raised my feet and kicked his face. Now his face was nowhere to be recognized. Blood was everywhere, but my anger was nowhere to calm down. Every cell in my body was about to burst.
“Give me the knife,” I ordered one of my men and he handed me the sharpest knife.
I knelt and sat in front of the bastard. “Today, I am going to cut every part of your face, especially your dirty mouth and your eyes. Then I'm going to throw you to my roux. It’s been a long time since he ate something tasty.” I gave a wicked smile, and he shivered.
Finally, he looked scared, but it was not needed anymore. Because I was going to do what I said. If he cursed me, I might let him go without wasting my time him, but he touched my bottom line, which no one was allowed to touch.
“No — you, just kill me; I'm not a loser like you,” he screamed, but this time I felt nothing other than a killing rage inside me. He woke up my beast, which he shouldn't have.
He dared to provoke my beast — a beast who loved to kill anyone just for her. They thought I was a gentleman because I hid my beast behind the mask. So, they needed to see the real me. I was not as sweet as they thought.
“Open your mouth. Otherwise, I am going to rip open your mouth.” Suddenly, I was calm like water, and everyone fell into dead silence.
“No, just kill me.” He wanted to play tough with me. Fool!
I raised the knife straight to his face and stabbed him on the left side of the cheek and it stuck inside his mouth. The bastard screamed on top of his lungs.
But if he thought I would stop at this, then he was the stupidest person because he should know I forgive no one who dared to say anything against her — not even my father.
Just as he screamed, opening his mouth, I grabbed his tongue and dragged it out. My eyes shined like a night light, and I sliced his tongue like a steak. Blood spilled on my body, and I felt a kind of pleasure spread all over my body. My heart was smiling at his miserable state.
Everyone was silent. Nobody dared to do anything because they knew it would not work when I was in my best mood.
One of my men ran inside.
"Boss, something happened inside the house, " he screamed from the door, and I stopped on my track.
It was one of my men whom I left outside our bedroom to guard Anna.
As I looked at him, I saw his frightened face, covered with blood. Something big happened.
I stood up and ran outside, thinking of nothing else or what I was doing. I felt a needle was stuck in my heart.
"Finish him." Lucas gave the order to one of the men and ran with me.
Only two left behind and the others ran with me. I felt the roads suddenly turned never-ending long.
Anna's POV
I woke up from hunger. My entire body was aching like I was boxing with a wrestler. Damn, he crushed me — leaving no mercy.
"Bastard, next time I will not give him any chance to jump on me. I'm going to die if I continue at this speed. He didn't even give me any food," I cursed him as I left the bed. He left me naked under the sheet. I went to the closet and picked up a dress. I was not brave enough to wear jeans in my current state.
After wearing the dress, I fixed my hair. My hair bore as much torture as I did, so I carefully broke the triangle and tied my hair in a ponytail. I was not a fan of leaving my hair open.
I came out of the bedroom.
It amazed me seeing no one was guarding the door.t I felt free and went downstairs in a cheerful mood. Without these scary men hanging on my head, I felt free and happy.
When I went to the kitchen, no one was there. I cared nothing. I opened the fridge and searched for something to eat. Most of the food was cold, so I picked an apple and a few strawberries. I washed them and hummed a song in my awful singing voice, but not aloud.
I ate the apple and the strawberries. I was a sluggish person for doing something for me, but not a picky eater with food. People like us who belong to middle-class families have good eating habits.
I tried to see if they had ice cream. Suddenly, I heard footsteps. The whole mansion was dead silent, so these footsteps were loud enough for me to hear.
I looked behind me and saw a man standing behind the kitchen counter.
I saw him a few times with Blaze, so I thought it was okay. I nodded politely.
He nodded back. Suddenly he said, "Madam, do you know you're not the right person to be with Blaze?” he said, and I felt uneasy. What did he mean by I was not the right person to be with Blaze?
"What do you mean?” I asked. He could tell I was not happy with his advice. Even though I was angry and hated Blaze for leaving me and kidnapping me, it's not his place to tell anything between us. Also, we were husband and wife, and he was an outsider to say something like this.
"Because someone else owns this place which was given to you." His words confused me and at the same time, angered me.
"Mister, I'm not a judge of the reality show and you're not a participant, so talk clearly with the words, not with a puzzle. I might look very smart to you, but my IQ is not high enough to understand your words." I felt irritated. He should say clearly what he was saying. It's not a drama that I was going to wait patiently for his answer.
"Because you don't belong to this world. You're nothing other than a burden on Blaze and trouble. Do you know, because of you I lost my father and uncle?”
He suddenly looked scary and finally, my dare jumped out of the window. Damn, where were Blaze and others? This man didn't look right to me, and I was all alone.
"You bitch, because of you, that ass sucker killed my brothers, and now you and he dare to live so happily. Why? You two don't deserve this and I'm going to give him the pain he gave me, " he said, and his eyes looked dead serious. I was half confused and half frightened. Damn, what's going on?
The spoon fell from my hand as he approached me slowly.
My heart was beating like a drum. Blaze, where are you? I wanted to see Blaze, because for the first time in my life, I felt I was going to die. I was scared because I didn't want to leave Blaze alone. I didn't think he would bury me in this life, but damn, that bastard was crazier than I was.
Fuck, what the hell was I thinking? I will not die and leave him to marry another woman.
"Don't worry, I will not give you a quick death. I'm going to kill you in front of his eyes, as he did to me." He suddenly jumped in front of me and grabbed me by my hair. My scalp burned with pain. What was he doing?
I tried to remove his hand from my hair, but he pointed something at my belly. I looked down, and I froze. It was a gun and suddenly fear rose in my heart. I suddenly remembered the day when someone attacked us on our wedding day and almost killed me.
I stayed still because I knew if I moved recklessly, he would shoot me.
"What do you want from me?” I asked him, but this time my fear was apparent in my voice.
"You're going to find out soon," he whispered into my ear, and I felt disgusted when his breath fell on my face.
He dragged me with him. It shocked me to see no one was there. Why? They also guarded the entire castle with so many people, then why did suddenly everyone vanished like air? That feeling made me dizzy. What was I going to do now?
I wanted to see Blaze.
He dragged me out and I found out a few people were waiting for a speedboat on the water, and they were waiting for us. Oh God, no! Don't tell me they are going to take me out of there and they are about to kidnap me.
This time even though I felt scared, I screamed, "Help, Blaze!" I cried at the top of my lungs. He slapped me and I felt dizzy. It was rough and his grip on my hair tightened. I thought he was going to pull out my hair in one tug.
But no one was there to help me.
Why was I in this situation? I felt broken and helpless. I was like a lost child who didn’t know what to do. Tears fell nonstop.
When he almost dragged me near the boat, I heard gunshots behind me.