Killian's POV I walked back to the living room. I regretted everything that happened, from treating Esmeralda like she wasn't important to telling Mikel about her. There has never been anything that I regretted more. I was indeed a bad person. A part of me kept telling me that Mikel wasn't the bastard who had her kidnapped but my anger and jealousy I har for him overpowered my rationality. There was no way that he could have Esmeralda kidnapped and still come in the morning like nothing had happened. If indeed he kidnapped her, she was all he needed and getting Izan back wouldn't be important. Or maybe even if he was the one that kidnapped her and he wanted to act like he was innocent then coming back here would be in his plan so as to appear like he knew what he waa doing. Maybe he was here for another reason. No matter the reason I kept giving myself tk make me believe that he really was the one that kidnapped him, I just couldn't believe it. I could've easily used my gift
Killian's POV The sound of her cries were still ringing in my ears even though I was already far away from the room. I couldn't think past the number of people that had died in that raid. I lost money, I lost workers, she made children fatherless and maybe orphans and I was almost killed. My injuries were nothing compared to the grieving of the ones that lost their loved ones. Because of Paula so many people share tears. I couldn't help but blame myself. It all happened because I brought Paula back. I waa the one who opened the door to her, I invited her into my life only for her to destroy it. I couldn't believe that what she did with Izan was a mistake, I couldn't believe she waa trying to help. She knew of the people that died when Mikel attacked and it never occurred to her to come to me to confess, all she did was clear Mikel's name. She hadn't even given me a definite reason why she did it. She only blamed Mikel because he waa just fitting to put the blame on. He wasn't t
Esmeralda's POV My head was aching and my nose was assaulted by the pungent smell of pee. I didn't know if it was the cement or that the cell was just built a few feet away from where the pee was smelling from but whatever it was I hated it. The surface I was laying on wasn't wet and with my head on the surface, I was certain that the smell was not coming from the room but it was from outside. I laid there, I was hungry. I was very hungry. I could guess that I had been laying there all day. My head was aching and my back had turned stiff. I wanted to walk but I was too tired to even stand up. I was too tired to think. My breathing was getting very slow and consciousness was drifting from me. Thoughts of Killian floated into my head. It seemed to be my dying moment and he was the only thing on my mind. In my last hours I still loved him. I couldn't breathe and it was all my fault. If I had decided to leave earlier when Killian told me to, I wouldn't have been here. There was no
Esmeralda's POV I saw the corner of her lips curve upwards in a very satisfying and relaxed smile. It seems like the thought of her father being a monster and kidnapping people was too much for her, it must've been eating her away all these while and she only needed someone to tell her that her father wasn't a bad person. That he wasn't evil, that in fact he was one of the sweetest men that ever existed. "I'm glad," she sighed in relief. I smiled as well and ruffled her hair with my fingers. It gave me a sense of achievement that I could retain the naive love and trust she had for her father. I felt like even though my life was a shit show I was able to provide love and warmth for this little girl. I was happy. And if I was going to die today at Frederick's hand, I was going to die a happy woman for being the reason why this little girl held onto the trust and love she had for her father. "Freya!" A loud voice came from the door. Freya immediately turned around to meet the eyes
Esmeralda's POVI lifted my head surprised and hopeful to hear what Frederick had said.The man was obviously full of surprises. First he surprised me with a ring and what followed was Mikel brought in bleeding and looking like he was run over by a bulldozer.Whennhe said those words about the enemy, I was hoping that maybe the person could be Killian.I looked straight at the window hoping to see even a hint of Killian or any of his guards."You wanna see him?" Frederick's voice suddenly pulled me from the reverie I was in.I almost jumped out of my seat when I heard his voice. The second before, he was standing beside Mikel who was a few feet away from me and suddenly he was beside me, talking by my ear for me to hear him talking.He smiled as our eyes met, "you're not going to wee him, Esmeralda". He said. "He won't come for you?"I frowned, he was lying, I knew he was lying, "what do you mean, who is the enemy Mikel could've probably ked here? Who's the enemy you so much fear?"He
Killian's POV.Mikel drove unhurriedly like he was about to go get some McDonald's. He did not even in the slightest drive like he was about to rescue Esmeralda. His sudden unprecedented attitude was quite the cause for wonder. It was very unlike Mikel to be so cautious in the things he does. He drove like a reasonable person for the first time in his life.He seemed too cautious like he was aware that something was going to happen. However, I was thrilled because the men that I brought with me were ready for action. Their guns and grenades were on standby and their claws were ready to draw blood. There was nothing that Mikel would do that would surprise me.He drove to a park. The park was unlike the rest I've seen. I've never been to a park to even compare, but from what I see on movies ans when driving by, this was a bit of a downer.I was pretty sure I wasn't the only one who thought so because the park was devoid of people. There were no kids, no dogs, there wasn't anything but
Killian's POV I shot at whoever wasn't wearing the same attire as my men. The fight was heated and I tried as much as possible to make sure I wasn't shot anywhere that would be fatal. I looked around the room trying to catch a sight of Esmeralda. It was hard especially with the smoke and the people shooting around the room. Despite all that, I still tried my best to search around for her, even calling her. I doubted that she would be able to hear it. The noise of the guns going off and the sound of fighting and shouting, I didn't expect her to hear me calling. But that didn't mean I would give up. I still yelled, I still called for her. I still wanted to see her, to hear her. To feel her again. It was at that moment when I felt like I was losing hope, when I felt like maybe she had already been taken away that I saw a glimpse of white dress making its way towards me. It was Esmeralda. She looked so beautiful, but as she was running to me, she suddenly stopped. The spotless whit
Esmeralda's POVEver since I woke up and saw that I was still with Frederick and not in the arms of Killian, I had been unable to rest.My head ached and my heart was erratic. There were problems with sleeping and eating, in summary, i was just out of it. This was something Frederick did not care about. All he cared for, all he wanted to know was that I was lying on the bed, within his reach. Whether I was okay with it or not did not matter to him. I've met very self centered people before but Frederick was another species.It was nighttime and just like usual, I was finding it hard to sleep. I walked to the window and I was blessed with the same view that I have seen for a few days now.We were in a small village and everytime I came to the window I wondered how Frederick was able to find a place like this. It was kike he had had everything planned out even begore Killian's surprise attack, which made me wonder if he had an insider in Killian's men.But it was impossible because th