Chapter 5 4

She drifted her eyes around, the same four people from his gang were also there. The leader was standing with the help of a second person. She could see the person who blindfolded her and others. One's forehead was swollen. She roamed her eyes around. It was a big hall with white walls and the same paint on the roof. It was fully empty except for two wooden chairs around a wooden table. She found one goon leering at her. It was really making her uncomfortable as she was standing without clothes. It made her fidgeting and her hands were itching to hit someone. His icy blue eyes met her.

"Make her sit." He ordered.

The same man stepped ahead who was leering at her. She glared at him exasperatedly. He smiled at her which was showing his bad desire to touch her. He stopped one step away from her. She didn't remove her glare from him. He raised his hand to touch her. She strongly hit him with her head. He fell to the ground. Adam started to laugh again, putting his arm around his stomach.

"Check out your sister, you rasca*." She snapped, " If anyone dared to touch me. I swear I'll cut you in two pieces. "

"It's not bitter. It is called a sharp tongue, like a sword." Adam mocked.

Now it was her turn to glare at him.

"Woo, girl! Don't give me that look. You're digging your grave merely doing this." Adam smirked but his face was serious and his gaze was hard on her.

Her eyes drifted over to him. His icy blue eyes were on him. His arms were folded over his chest. She lowered her eyes to the ground. His anger was scaring her.

'Why is he so angry? Better I should ignore him.' She thought.

She felt his delicious cologne engulfing her. She raised her head and he was standing in front of her, towering over her. His sudden action scared her like hell and she flinched. He took his hands behind her back. When she felt her hand a bit slacken. She was relieved to know that he was untying her hands. Her hands were free from the devil rope now. She rubbed her wrists. There was a red line of rope on both of her wrists. They didn't feel pain while the ropes were covering them. They were both burning and hurting now on her tender skin. Her sight was blurry with tears.

' Alberto would never let anyone hurt me. He is a good brother, a good son, and a good husband. I know he will be the best father, too. ' She thought about it and smiled while tears were in her eyes.

She blinked and tears fell on her palm. She wiped them away instantly before anyone could notice. She raised her eyelashes. He was glaring at her. She could see sympathy in his eyes.

' I've gotten mad, or I'm seeing things.' She thought and closed her eyes.

"Sit." He commanded.

"My feet?" Her voice came as a whisper. She raised an eyebrow.

He narrowed his eyes at her, " You don't like anyone to touch you." Adam said.

"Your hands are free if you're forgetting." Monster snapped, tightening his jaw.

She contorted her lips and lowered her head.

"Wait," Monster murmured. She pursed her lips glancing up at him again. He motioned with his fingers toward his man to move from behind her. Then it hit her. She was wearing shorts and he didn't want anyone to see her. In fact, she didn't want anyone to see her like this. She bent down to untie her feet. When It was done. He was still standing in front of her, almost covering her front.

"Don't you have decent clothes?" Monster sarcastically snapped, staring at her. She could feel anger in his voice.

"I was sleeping. When your men attacked. You must give me a call or text. So that I could cover myself properly." She said in the same tone.

He removed his coat and ordered her to wear it. Reluctantly, she took it and wore it. She sat on the chair and waited for him to ask her questions in his interrogation hall.

"You killed my two men." Monster seethed.

"I should kill more." She snapped, shrugging her shoulders.

He slammed his hand on the wooden table, making her flinch. But she instantly covered it

"Sara," Adam said.

For a while, she forgot she was actually acting as Sara. She just looked at him with confusion.

"Alberto can't teach you all this, shooting, kicking, punching and etcetera just within five months." Adam said in a serious voice.

'How did he know about it?'

Adam walked ahead and stopped next to Monster. He was staring down at her.

"Boss! Boss!" One man with optic glasses came running into the hall. "You need to see this, Boss." He requested. His gaze moved from her to them.

Adam and Monster, both walked toward him. They were whispering and staring at the screen. His icy blue eyes moved back at her. They talked for more minutes. Then Mr. Optical bowed his head and left the hall. She didn't notice but there were only three of them in the hall now.

He walked toward her with a menacing look. There was wrath in his eyes and his jaw was clenched. He put his hands on the table with a thud, slapping them at the same time. Looking darkly at her, he bent ahead so he could see in her eyes. Her inside flinched.

"You don't have a four-month pregnant stomach." He gritted his teeth.

She stared at him with widened eyes. She hoped Sara would be fine.

"You are Alberto's adopted sister." Adam asked. Humour was gone from his voice.

"Who are you? What do you want from us?" She asked them.

She knew Alberto from the day he saved her from her stepfather. She was fifteen years old. Alberto's father was a mafia and he still ruled Mexico and stayed in New York with other family members. His family, especially Janette, their mother, and Alberto, dotted her.

"You're not in a state of asking questions." Monster exasperated.

"Yes, I'm not Sara. Why do you want to kidnap a pregnant woman?" She snapped.

"We didn't know this?" Adam said, creasing his brows.

"Yeah! Of course, you don't. " She sarcastically said, snorting.

"Lucky!" Monster shouted.

The man who was sitting on Maria's chair, the leader, appeared in the hall.

'Oh! This moron's name is Lucky.'

"Yes, boss." He said. His head was bowed.

"We're leaving in an hour. Tell all to get ready." Monster ordered him.

"Yes, Boss." He bowed and bolted out.

'Why is he ordering? Where is he planning to go? Does he want to kidnap Sara?' Panic clawed her.

"Do you know? Your brother has kidnapped a group of girls." Monster said but the rage was clear in his voice.

"Oh! It's you who is teasing my brother?" She snapped.

"I haven't even started yet." Monster snapped back in a low rumble. He was glaring at her continuously.

"You know, who are we? " Adam asked in his rude voice.

"I'm not interested." She smiled simply.

Adam snorted and shook his head. "Have you heard about Alpha King?" He asked in a lower voice.

She had obviously. It was the biggest kingdom of the Mafia, the most powerful in the entire world, led by Xander Hill. She had also heard about his helping needy people and he had many institutions under him and huge construction businesses under him in almost every state and country. Adam was staring at her for a reply.

"My foot." She exasperated.

Monster's lips lifted in a smile, showing his dimples. His smile was showing him as a cute and innocent boy behind this mafia face. She hugged his coat around her. He backed off immediately.

"I'll kill your brother." Monster said.

Fright clawed her and made her body shiver. She was feeling this after many years. "He didn't do anything. He's innocent. " She said to him. Tears rolled down her skin.

"Save your tears for his funeral. " Monster snapped.

"I'll kill you. If you dare to lay a finger on my brother." She was weeping but said in a solid voice.

"We'll see." Monster smirked and walked out of the hall. Adam followed him. She heard the click of the lock.

She got up from the chair and kicked it in frustration, " What kind of a person he is! Who has a lack of information and doesn't know what's exactly happening around him, Monster!" She said it out loud.

There were cameras. Her back was paining while continuously sitting. She was feeling ravenous. Her throat was almost dead dry. She did not swallow a tiny drop of water today. She looked down at her. His coat was touching her mid-thighs. It smelled like him. Her eyes rested on her feet. They were bare. There was too much dirt as she expected it to be, " Gross. " She murmured, aggravatedly. She was feeling dead tired. She sat on the second chair. She rested her head on the table. She closed her eyes and welcomed the dark feeling safe under his watch.