Her words were like burning coal that was put on Max's heart. She is the sister to the criminal Charlie Miller, his baby doll's freaking nightmarish ex-boyfriend, Whom Max had been searching in every possible place on earth but it seemed that he had hidden himself in the abyss of hell.
The pain in his heart kept increasing... increasing in a manner that the wine glass he was holding in his hand smashed into tiniest pieces. Some of them pricked his skin but it was baffling to recognize that he sat rigid in his place as if he did not care. As if the pain was nothing.
The pain in his palm was a thousand times lesser than what he was feeling. Max grunted fisting his bloody fingers together into a ball and smacked it on the wall of his study, "Damn it!" he hissed as the hollowness inside him did not let him stay at peace.
"Max!!!" he came out of his lost world when someone planted a hard slap on his
" Leave me... Please lea-leave me, Max! I don't know any.. Anything. Please " Stella pleaded and cried and struggled in her dizzy state.Nonetheless there was not even a single person who could listen to her painful and attempting cries. Though he was standing precisely besides her watching her fidget under the ropes yet he uttered no word that could soothe her.Yes she was roped tightly in a wooden chair. From her hands to her legs, she was fastened in the seat helplessly that she could not even move her limbs to her own accord. Maria wanted to see her suffer. She wanted to make the Miller Blood cry and scream in the same way she had felt and endured.And to increase the level of torture, Maria ordered Kevin to use rusted old decaying rope so that her skin would catch an infection like she had when her blo
"No!!! Damn it..." Screaming loudly with his head raised up and fists clenched tight and eyes reddening with bloody hatred, Max effused his anger through growling.He was against this session however after realizing she could give solid information, Max wanted her to speak but she passed out. Her yelp shook his insides, he wished this torture to end on her but how could he overlook the fact he needed information too. She was innocent but her father!"Control yourself brother! " Maria took a step forward in order to handle her sibling, her hands trembled as he did not seem in the condition to be tamed.At this time when he was on the highest level of anger and, on the verge of frustration, he could kill his men including Maria herself yet she took the courageous step of approaching her, "M-Max!" She kneeled beside him, her tone softer than usual.Most of the time,
Stella's POV...I felt like the walls of the room which I was in vibrating due to loud noise. Feeling like my head was being hammered, I raised my head from the pillow while my ear drums hit with the distant screaming. I looked around in the room, it was the same old Max Stokes room containing his cologne.Uh, wait! I quickly gave a hurried look to my wrists and ankles as the memories of myself being tied in the chair flashed in my mind. My heart throbbed loudly and eyes blurred with tears. The slow burning recollection from that day came back bit by bit.He was there, sitting with his sister while her man asked me questions and gave me shock waves. I wondered if he would stand up and free me from that chair, shower punches over the face of that guy and take me away with him. He instead chose to be a silent spectator while I was being tortured! He... Did nothing.I scu
Stella's POV..Five days later,"Stella, Look at this material, is it okay? " One of my subordinates asked showing me a fine material, I smiled victoriously taking it in my hand." Wow this is perfect Lucy! " I gleamed in happiness, I pressed my thumb into the golden shining cloth. " Give it to me I will get the show stopping gown completed" She gave it to me and exited the room along with me.We walked together to the work room where my dream design was kept. Yeah, I have always liked and loved to wear gowns and whatever I have seen uptil now I am sure mine is going to be the best." Lucy, bring me a pair of scissors." I turned towards her and realized she was standing with a scissor besides me already. " Thanks"Last five days were blissful. I loved staying with Max. I will not say that the last five days were better as
No one's POV" Huh!" Stella gasped.She had not expected to get caught by him, it will make him feel pathetic. She immediately turned her back against him and wiped her cheeks off with the back of her palm. Max made sure she was made comfortable everyday after that evil day. He was the only one why she had to endure painful events, but Stella cannot stop respecting his efforts.Even if he gave her the pain, he made sure her further life was filled with pleasure and joy. "Stella!!" she felt him walk behind her.She cannot see his face but very well sense him getting worried and twisting his lips nervously. "Hey, you're crying?" Turning her around to face him, he swept the tears away that fell from her eyes.Max accumulated her in his arms like his prized possession and sighed. He doesn't have to ask her, her eyes told every
"Ugh, I told him to call me later— when I am not around him. But this guy never listens!!!" Stella murmured under her breath.She grinds her teeth watching at the blue sky outside the window and frowned. There were indescribable emotions decorating her face, she turned to see the threshold of the room. Her heart thumping severely inside her chest. Having sprinted near the door she peeped out making sure Max was nowhere near the door.Don't know why but something feared her. It was not the fear of getting caught while another man called her, but a feeling that felt more like 'a betrayal! Stella bit her lips looking at the name flashing on her phone's screen once again. Instead of taking it, she cut the phone and dialled a message that seated,'I told you to not call me when I am with him. He is around. I will call you later. Please don't call me again, he will doubt me otherwise!'
She was short of words. Nelson, her official boyfriend eyed her with disappointed eyes. He caressed her breast with his fingers inhaling near her lips as he curiously said, "I hope you remember this is all nothing but a plan. You don't love him, do you?" There was authority in his tone, a demand that conveyed he was an annoyed boyfriend.Well, which boyfriend would not be annoyed when he knows his girl slept and spent intimate moments with an enemy!Nelson breathed deeply, staring at her intensely. He waited for her answer but came none. Her rigidness showed how much she was affected by her real boyfriend's appearance. Not only that, he also burst her little bubble of fake happiness which was nothing but a freaking part of a blood game.Stella should not but she did feel pathetic when his fingers fondled with her breast quite roughly. She inwardly mourned as she felt it was wrong. Her brea
She smiled with a shrug of her shoulders, "I mean yeah, why on earth would you want to see me when you never missed me within these seven years!" Hurt expressed by her facial expressions she removed her father's arm from her shoulder.Stella never got to meet him once she decided to leave the house. Her father, the great Mafia Killer had not cared when she chose to abandon her father's luxury and live her life as a normal person.The memories of that night were still fresh and sore. Stella wanted to leave not because her father and brother were criminal but because she never got what she wished for— Love. They were born criminals, so it was a waste of time mourning over what they did, but Stella had the choice of leaving, so did she.However now, after years of her leave her father suddenly missed her. He missed her so much that he sent his right hand with his hand written letter as
Five months ago,Stella opened her eyes with a yawn. She felt suffocated and something heavy resting upon her body. Her lips tiringly smiled travelling her fingers over her chest and caressing the face of her husband, "Max," She roamed her fingers in his hair. It was Max sleeping on her chest hugging her body.Yes, Stella and Max were now married. They were happily married for three months now.After that ungrateful night, Stella took her own time getting over the affecting loss of her father and brother's death. No matter how cruel and scary they were, they were still her family. She never learned how to hate people or else she would also have hated them for being themselves!Never mind, it was now in the past. What stayed in the present was her life now.She ran her palm on his bare back. Max stirred in his sleep. He moved his head and inched forward near her
78Max's POVWe entered the mansion quite secretly without having the guards know about it. Malik, with half of the people, stayed back at the entrance of the second floor as I covered the further distance with the remaining people. It was my war and that being the case, I moved forward.We encountered three guards on my way who were handled by my people while I walked further. Stella was kept in the third room toward the end of the corridor from that side, so I was supposed to rush from this end to the other end, "Stay back," I eyed one of my mates as I leaned against the wall and surveyed the scene across us.I was left in shock when I found the area clear as heck. There was no dog as said by Kevin guarding in the corridor at all. It was totally clear."Stay here, I will go and see..." I hurried my steps going toward the door belonging to the roo
Saturday,In the morning,Along with a team of trusted men, Max left for the New York Airport. He disguised himself as an old obese man with pepper and salty hair. His stubble was completely shaved and a fake mustache put on. The others have disguised themselves too, that is because from the police officers to the security guards at the airport had links with the mafia boss. Max could not risk himself to be seen by them.They sat in different corners in the waiting lounge until their flight was announced. Although Malik could use his private jet but he preferred to play the fair game as there was a chance that the mafia king's secret spies would be keeping an eye on him and all the other strong personalities in the underworld in order to know who was their friend and who was the enemy. And since he was playing the role of the mafia Lord's friend, there was no way he would come in front of him as an enemy.
Max's internal body clock and the full moon shining its light through the massive window of his bedroom told him that it was the middle of the night. He was past that feeling of being insecure and scared for Stella's whereabouts and condition. He was tired but not sleepy. His eyes silently stared at the dull and yellowish pale looking ceiling between his soundless respiration.He was thinking about their future. His future, his sister's, Stella's and obviously Kevin's. They have come a long way ahead now, and there was no going back either. After years of struggling, he was finally getting the chance to meet the bastard boss of the underworld who was now as weak as Voldemort was toward the end of the Harry Potter series.Lucifer Miller was powerless. Everything from him was snatched away. He was just left a boss in name!Max blinked his eyelids thinking about th
Friday,In the night,"You bitch!" Lucifer Miller shook in anger, he elevated his right leg and kicked his shoe hard on her nose. "How dare you!" The kick made Stella dizzily blink her eyes before she fell back on the floor along with the chair and her eyes closed.The camera ripped off from her fainted body and focused on the cruel Boss's face, "Max Stokes... Nice game. I am impressed by your come back but I am afraid my daughter's treason has fueled up my anger, so if you don't want me to hurt her, come out of your shell and see me. Let's talk it out— face to face." Lucifer Miller pressed the tip of his shoe on Stella's cheek. He let out a satanic laugh and spit on her face doing everything that would enrage Max. ***" This video was shot on Wednesday, we got it today though! " Kevin announced looking in the direction of the couch."A
Stella's point of view...*I was walking on a lonely road that was fogged with smoke. Nothing could be seen except a narrow path that stretched forward. I walked and walked unless I came across a spot, and gasped.I saw myself engulfed in Max's arms. We were standing right at the spot where I shot him in that silent and empty area."Max, no! Please don't make me do it." It did not take me a moment to realize that I was taken into the past to watch the same scene where I lost him forever.He smiled pressing his chin on my head and whispered, "Do it Stella. You will have to do it. Remember, it is for the good." As soon as he finished that statement, *shot* I gasped holding my mouth as his head fell back before he detached from my body.I was rooted to my spot. Neither could I move nor take a breath. I wanted to go there and save M
The days kept rolling by. Stella's condition kept falling and worsening with each day. Nelson who was taking care of her in his mansion completely went off track. He could not concentrate on his own company, let alone the management of Array & Thrice.The shares of his business kept falling in the market, there was no one who was willing to invest in his company nor help him in this time of crisis. Even the ones who were investing in Lucifer Miller's companies and businesses raised their hands and backed out."This is ridiculous! Within my rule for thirty years, I never faced this situation. I am losing my grip in the underworld one by one. If this keeps going on then we will be bankrupted within no time." The most feared mafia lord spoke like a helpless damsel in distress.His head adorned creases of worry while the three important men around him looked at the very files spread on the cir
Nelson's POV"Nelson please, don't go. Just stay with me. Please.""I am here with you, Stella. Let me just go and see your father. I swear I will be back soon." I put her to bed and covered her with the blanket.I don't want to say but honestly this crap has got on my nerves now. Stella and her visions are pathetic. After Max Stokes' death she has drastically fallen sick, and everywhere she just hallucinates him."Please be back soon.""I swear I will be. Just give me a minute." I had to force a smile even when I didn't feel like smiling at her.This was really something I was doing against my will. Having kissed her on the forehead, I moved out of her room, "Jeeez!" as soon as I was out, my mouth twisted and I cursed my ungrateful destiny.I thought after Max Stokes' death I would be able to enjoy my life wit
2 MONTHS LATER..."What the heck is this Mia, haven't I told you not to bring up his topic again!"... Throwing the cup of coffee over the poor secretary's white shirt, the new boss screamed, banging his hands on the table."He is DEAD. Now I am your boss... Nelson Mendez is your boss. So just do as I say and dare I hear his name in this organization again." the new boss fumed in exasperation."I am... I am sorry Sir... I will get the changes made. Excuse me"... Poor Mia, Max's once beautiful and talented secretary spoke in low tone sprinting out of the glass door.After she left Nelson huffed a sigh and looked at the file in his front.It has been two months to Max's death. Ever since then, everything he owned was transferred in the name of a new boss, Nelson Mendez, who was none other than the mafia king's one of the doggie-like loyal