Irresistible Love

Zachary Udolf Sullivan

I love you

I jerked up from my sleep and sat on the couch rubbing my face using my hands. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead as I shuddered in my place. Her voice still fresh in mind never allows me to sleep. All I ever wanted is to sleep, and that is to once and for all. Three months, eight days and five hours have passed since she has gone. She betrayed me. All those promises were just lies. Just plain lies. She promised me that she would always be there with me, forever but still, she broke her own promise and left me forever and ever. I inhaled deeply, as I got up from my office couch and walked to the glass window.

The clock read half past five in the morning. I looked back at my table to find my table all messy and a stack of important papers gathered in files. A sigh escaped my mouth as I shoved my hands into my pant pockets and stared at the trees which were black against the sky, the time of dawn, the sun was about to rise as I watched the birds already flying searching for their food. Traffic seemed less and only a few people who came out for what looked like jogging were visible down my office building.

I have been working late in the night wanting to finish all of my works which have remained pending for three months.

As I turned around to go back to the table, I felt the world rotating before my eyes as I stumbled on my own feet feeling dizzy. All of a sudden I felt my head hurting as if somebody was hammering on my head. All of this happening to me because of my lack of sleep. How will I sleep? How can I sleep when she betrayed me. Even though she betrayed me, she keeps on lingering in my mind every single time when I close my eyes. She shows up before me when I am sleeping when I am thinking when I wandering here and there when I am eating, just everywhere. She is with me even though she isn't near me.

I still remember when the cops got her body out from the car from underwater. I felt like killing myself. Why did I let her go?

It was all my fault.

She broke my heart and my soul into pieces. My hands trembled when the cops told me to remove the shroud from her face. Her face was ruined from the accident. I couldn't ever find the courage to look at her when the stupid cops declared her dead. Her father was screaming and fighting with the cops yelling at them that his daughter can't leave him. Her mother was on the ground senseless with the medical team assisting her. Her friend Kiara and her brother Jace where crying their eyes out while me, I just stood there with my back facing her body. She was indeed wearing my shirt and my pants. It was undoubtedly her. But still, my heart screamed to me that she isn't the one that I was crying and breaking. She can't be...

Four people died that day. The truck driver whose truck hit my Juliette's car, the taxi driver, a lady in a black car and my Juli...

I still can't believe that she left me. I thought finally we were together and we were finally going to start our new life, together but then this had to happen. I refuse to believe that the body they found is of Juliette's. Even though it was wearing my clothes that she wore when she left me, even though her hair, her height everything matched Juliette's physique, still I refused to believe it was Juliette. But the way others behaved seeing that body made me believe it to be her forcibly.

But then I didn't have the courage to face her death for which I shut down myself from the world and when the pain didn't fade away I started drinking alcohol to the limit where I would tumble down and sleep at the same spot but it was only because of Max, Kristian and Willie I am standing here once again before the world. A facade of a mask on my face masking every emotion and feeling away from everyone. Earlier the facade that I had made started to break when she entered my life, but with her, the happiness and all the joys I had felt those days are just gone.

"Why did you leave me?" I mumbled as I crouched down on the floor holding my throbbing head. Earlier, I had taken sleeping pills to let myself sleep for some time but even those meds didn't work as she evaded my dreams in my sleep causing me to forcibly wake up. Now, the pills seem to be getting on to me as I felt dizzy and nauseous all of a sudden. Crawling back to the couch, I got hold of the water jug from the coffee table and splashed the water on my face.

Nothing is working...

Inhaling deeply and exhaling out, I leaned against the couch and closed my eyes for some minutes when didn't even realize when I fell asleep in my sitting position.

Excuse me?

Sir?

A sigh left my mouth when I felt something cold against my cheek.

Sir?..

Is someone calling me?

But who is it?

Going against my will of falling asleep once again, I tried to open my eyes and when I did, I watched as two black orbs looked down at me worriedly. A woman with raven black hair and with pale complexion looked down at me with her hand on my cheek as she patted softly trying to gain my consciousness.

"Are you alright? Should I call the doc?" she asked and I furrowed my eyebrows when I realized her hand still on my cheek. I got hold of her hand and removed it from my cheek before letting her go. As I shifted on my position and tried to get up, my feets wobbled and I tumbled down but a pair of hands supported me by getting hold of my arm in the process to stop me from landing on the floor. The same woman got hold of my arm protectively trying to help me stand but then anger surfaced me for being touched by another woman other than my Juliette, I jerked her hands away and glared at her.

"I am fine, " I gritted out and she smiled surrendering her hands in the air.

"Why were you sleeping there? I mean are you alrig-" I cut her off before she could complete "Who are you and what are you doing here?" I asked as I took in her appearance.

She was wearing a purple blouse with a cream-colored pencil skirt matched with beige colored heels. Her dress was formal and I saw files and a tab on the table which I assumed to be hers.

"Oh, I am Cristina Dimir. I am your personal assistant, " she said and I raised an eyebrow at her.

"I mean I was Mr. Kristian's assistant but now when you are joining back I am appointed by Ms. Cosmina as your new PA, " she said which made me look down at my feet.

Indeed, Kristian played a big role in my absence. He took care of mine as well as his business when I was lost trying to find myself.

"Then where were you from this past ten days?" I asked as I remembered not seeing her around in the office from the last ten days since I've joined back.

"Oh, I was on a holiday, " she said smiling at me showing me her dimples which reminded me of Juliette. My eyes remained fixated on her dimples until she cleared her throat which got me out of my state.

"Get me a cup of black coffee and Mr. Pachia's file, " I said as I stood up from my place but the sudden impact of me standing made me feel dizzy once again, and I held my head groaning.

"Sir are you al-" before she could reach out and touch me, I held a finger before her stopping her from coming forward.

"Do what I have asked you to do, " I ordered her in a strict commanding tone.

She blinked her eyes several times before she nodded bobbing her head from side to side as she turned around and picking up her files and tab and walked out of the room but not before glancing my way.

I sighed as I picked my suit up from the couch and wore it buttoning it up as I walked to the table and looked at the clock which read a quarter past nine in the morning. Judging from the time, I concluded my employees must have already reached the office and I should also get back into my work before Juliette evades my blank mind. Raking a hand through my hair, I concentrated further on my work but failed miserably because I couldn't just forget Juliette just because I didn't want to remember her.

She was my life, my soul, my everything. I could still feel her presence beside me, she was in my breath.

I took my phone out and opened the gallery where I clicked on her picture. The picture of her that I had taken forcibly in the day when our whole family was out on a picnic. I remember joking with her that I was taking the picture because she told me to cradle up happy memories and be happy with the family but for me being with her was the only happiest thing that ever happened to me. I pulled her to me and clicked a photo of her and me. She was looking at me while I looked at the phone camera. If I had known that the picture I was taking with her would be the only picture which I would have with her then I would've never...

"Your coffee sir, " my trains of thoughts were interrupted by none other than Ms. Dimir. She placed the cup of coffee down on my table and kept Mr. Pachia's file before me all the while a smile plastered on her face which irked me.

Why are other people so happy?

Am I the only one whose happiness has been pulled away in this world?

"Any other work sir?" she asked and I nodded my head no. She nodded her head and turned around to leave but stopped when I called for her "Ms. Dimir, " she stopped and turned around smiling at me "Yes Sir?" she asked as she pulled the tab close to her chest "Next time when you come in don't forget to knock!" I said nonchalantly and pointed her my finger towards the door asking her to leave.

She looked back at the door and then at me. Her smile faded away as she nodded once again absentmindedly and she walked out of my room.

"Everyone seems so happy, Juliette" I looked back at Juliette's picture on my phone as I talked to her.

"But except me, " I completed as I felt my eyes stinging and tears streaked down my cheeks uncontrollably. I kissed her picture and kept the phone aside as I wiped my face using my handkerchief and lifted up the hot cup of coffee to my lips to drink but couldn't. My appetite was long lost. Nothing seemed to extinguish the fire of my burning soul, nor did anything soothe my pain of being left alone to deal with the world by Juliette.

"My only wish is that please come back to me, my Juliette" tears continued streaming down my face as I thought about her, again and again, cursing myself for letting her go alone that day.

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"Where are the weapons?" I asked as calmly as I could.

"I-I don't know, " he trembled before on the floor, knelt on his knees he joined his palms and begged me for his life.

"Pitiful, " I spat and shoved the back of the gun on his face. He fell down on his side and before I could kick him in his face Willi came in between us stopping me.

"Let me handle this, " he asked and I glared at him. Huffing at him I turned around and rubbed my face aggravated by the situation. The illegal arms that were supposed to transfer to my dealer today vanished in the mid road and the only person we got in our hand was the driver. According to him, some thugs stopped the truck and took the arms with them throwing the driver on the road but I am far too concerned about it. I don't really care about the driver but only my arms. I need to transfer it to my dealer anyhow and the dare of those thugs.

"He is just keeping on repeating that some thugs stole it, " came Willi's tired voice.

"Finish him, " I stated not even looking back at the driver.

"What?" he asked in shock and the driver whimpered and cried as soon as he heard.

"Kill him, " I said my eyes void of any emotions.

"We can't do that. He is the only one who can tell us where the weapons are, " Willi said and I took my phone out of my pant pockets when it vibrated.

As I read the text message from my informant an irritated and annoyed expression marred my face as I turned around ready to kill the damn bastard of a driver.

"Well, I can tell you where the weapons are, " I gave out a sarcastic laugh and the next moment a gunshot was heard in the room. The driver's leg was shot by none other but me as I pointed the gun at his face as I looked at him with an intention to kill him then and there.

"What are you doing?" Willi yelled at him and tried to get on my way to stop me from killing the driver. I showed him the text message and as realization struck him, he looked back at the driver who was yelling and sobbing because of his wounded leg.

"You bastard! You surrendered the truck to the damn cops?" Willi snapped at him and the next moment he was the one who kicked him in his stomach.

"This crazy bastard, " I muttered as I looked the driver getting hit and I kept on watching until he was on the verge of death.

"Stop, " I said and Willi looked back at me.

"But he-" he stopped midsentence when he noticed my murderous expression.

"On whose order did you do that?" I asked as calmly as I could to the driver who writhed in pain on the ground with hands tied on his back.

"I will never tell you, " he laughed and spat blood on the ground.

"We will see that, " I said and turned around to Max.

"Bring the taser, use it on him until and unless he tells the truth. Don't let him sleep or die. Make him suffer, " I looked back at the driver who was breathing heavily.

"Start now!" I said and walked out of the room.

His plea of agony could be heard even after I walked out the warehouse. They did their work perfectly of making him suffer.

"Call Jeremiah and tell him about the situation, "

Willi nodded and fished his phone out of his pant pockets in order to call our man who worked as a cop. I walked to my car and got in. Igniting the engine and drove off to my office building. Its been three to four days since I went back to my office. I have been busy solving my illegal dark matters lately and because of that, I have not been able to work on my legal works.

"Good afternoon Sir, " Cosmina greeted as I walked past her desk.

"Send every important file that you need to sign to my cabin, I intend on finishing every pending work of mine today itself, " I said as I stopped in my tracks and looked back at Cosmina. As I was talking I heard a loud gasp and turned to my side to find the woman whose name I remembered as Cristina starring at my hand with wide eyes.

"Sir you have blood on your hand and also on your sleeves. Are you hurt?" the woman tried to touch my hand but I jerked my hand away even before she could touch me and glared at her.

"Mind your own business Ms. Dimir, " I said nonchalantly and looked back at Cosmina.

"But Si-, "

"Send me the files Cosmina, " I said and turned around to leave.

As soon as I went inside my cabin, the first thing I did was to walk to the small shelve where I took my extra shirt out and went inside the bathroom to wash the blood and change my shirt. Everything is messed up in my life. I watched as the water turned red as it washed away the stains of blood from my hand into the sink. The water running down from my hand had all my attention. I looked at myself in the mirror.

Nothing

There was nothing in my face. I was expressionless. Tired. And most importantly I didn't look a bit like Zachary Udolf Sullivan. But this was the reality the man who was standing right before me inside the mirror was actually me. A loser who has lost everything in his life.

"You don't really deserve happiness, " I mumbled looking at reflection before splashing a handful of water on my face.

Life has to go on and I have to live. I just can't break down like this; I bet Juliette wouldn't have liked seeing me like this but I just can't do anything. Every time I try to even think about moving on with my life I just can't. I thought I would live the rest of my life with her. It's not her fault that I am in this position of my life nor do I blame anyone. But every time I look at myself the only thing that I think of is how would my life been if she was here. I knew she didn't hate me anymore like she did when I kidnapped her for the first time. I knew that her hatred soon changed to that of love and she loved me truly then why? Why? Just why do we have to be like this?

I was the one who has killed people, who had done so many wrong things then why was she the one to lose her life? I should have been the one. Why was she punished because of my sins? We both are punished. Me; by losing the only person I loved so much in my life and her; because she was in love with a sinner. The hell with God forgives repentant sinners, he punishes the one next to the sinner. And in my case, the only person next to me was my Juliette.

"The files you asked for, " Ms. Dimir placed the files before me on my table. I looked up at her from reading glasses and narrowed my eyes at her "I thought I had asked for Cosmina to bring me the files, "

"She was actually held back by the Managing Director while she was coming so she asked me to hand you the files, " she said and gave me a smile.

"Kristian is in the office today, " I mumbled to myself but she heard it and replied with a quiet 'yes'.

"Ask him to meet me. You may leave, " I told her without even looking back at her too busy in reading the files but I could still feel her presence.

"What is it?" I asked as I looked back at her. She looked startled all of a sudden but then she stood straight in her place and then her eyes averted to my hand.

"Ho- I mean How is your wound? You had blood all over your sleeves beforehand. Should I bring you the firs-, "

"Ms. Dimir, " I intervened her and she looked at me "Mind your own business aye?" I gave her a stern look and pointed towards the door with my eyes. She inhaled deeply and nodded before turning on her heel and walking out but she did turn around to look my way once before walking out of my cabin and closing the door after her.

"How annoying, " I muttered and skimmed through the files.

"The more we meet the more older you look, " Kristian voiced out his thought as he barged into my cabin without knocking.

"When will you learn to knock?" I asked as I continued typing on my laptop.

"And when will you take care of yourself?" he asked which made me look up at him.

"Look at your knuckles, " he said and I ignored him not even bothering to look at my knuckles because I already knew that it had scratches from all those punchings.

"Not a new thing, " I muttered in reply.

"Of course it's not a new thing but its also becoming your habit. You no longer seem to take care of yourself. Get a grip on yourself else it will be bad for your business, " he said and that made me look up at him. I narrowed my gaze at him and watched as he smirked back at me sitting on top of the corner of my table.

"Get off my table, " I had to glare at him to keep my point because he is not from the one who takes me seriously.

"Oh boy! You and your mood, " he shrugged before getting off my table. He walked around and sat on the chair before throwing his head backward and exhaling out a breath.

"I heard what has happened. Arms has been seized by the police hu?" he leaned against the chair comfortably and took the paperweight rolling it between his hands he spoke "Now they will look into it and then they will find you in no time, " biting down on his lower lip he looked towards the glass window as he kept the paperweight back on the table.

"Want me to take the lead in this matter?" he asked out of nowhere.

"You?" I scoffed at the thought and closed the laptop shut.

"Yes me!" squinting his eyes at my direction he rubbed his eyes with his palm before getting off from the chair.

"I have assigned Willi into this matter. He can take care of thi-"

"Aren't you playing too naive lately hu?" he slammed his hands on my table.

"You have blind trust on that guy. As much as I remember he was the one who killed my cousin and your sister isn't it?" he asked raising an eyebrow and I clasped my hands and kept my elbow on the table "He has won my trust and I am not blind when it comes to him. I do have my eyes set on his movement, "

He looked at me for some seconds before he laughed aloud "Hmm Interesting. Indeed very interesting, "

"Well, then I'll be off now. I have work to do. Give me a call if you need me. I'm off to Melbourne now, " a ghost of a smile played on his lips as he adjusted his tie.

"Melbourne? Why Melbourne?" I asked thinking what type of work does he have in Melbourne when all his business is in here in Romania.

"Huh?" he looked up at me with his raised eyebrows before speaking "Oh it's nothing. Just that unlike you I do have a woman whom I cherish and is alive, " he air quoted the word alive. In a jerk, I was on my feet seething with anger for his disrespectfulness.

"Kristian you need to hold your tongue before me, " I said as calmly as I could not wanting to hurt my brother.

"That..." he bent towards my direction ina mocking state with his hands shoved into his pant pocket "Is purely upon me, my brother" he smirked and taking tentative steps walked out of my room leaving me burning with rage.

"Idiots! All are idiots, " I muttered to myself as I raked a hand through my hair.

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"What is it?" I asked enunciating each word and held the gun tightly as I could feel the pulse in my body rising bit by bit as I took in what has happened.

"B-Boss...it's about Willi..., " Max said as he gulped down audibly and took few steps back as I passed the gun to my other hand all the while trying hard as much as I could to control the anger that was forcing me to kill everyone then and there.

"I-It looks like Willi has gone missing, " his voice trembled in the end and that was it. I threw the gun on the glass window next to me in anger. The glass shattered into pieces as soon as the gun hit it and pieces of glass went past piercing my skin due to the effect. Even though blood oozed out from all over my face and on the skin on my hand I refused to wince.

The anger that I was feeling dominated my pain and at the moment I was anything but calm. My mind went blank all of a sudden forcing me to think in what point I went wrong. Where was the point in my life where I made a wrong decision for which my every plan is getting destroyed bit by bit. Why is this all of a sudden I have to go through severe paths of failure? My hands formed into a fist as I looked out of the broken glass.

"G-General is here to meet you, " Max said out before I heard the door of my study room opening.

"What a scene, " I heard my grandfather's voice, " as he walked in and stood behind me. I could feel his presence all the while but refused to turn around to look at him. It was the last thing ever that I wanted him to see me like this. I was a failure.

"Udolf?" he chuckled when I didn't turn around to face him and that was when I heard Max talking to him before taking his turn to leave us alone in the room.

"I thought you were back on your island..." my voice was neutral as I spoke. As he had always taught me. Never to show emotions. I was trained better to show the saddened and the emotions of a failure to the one who was the mentor.

"Well, Kristian called me back and I can see why all of a sudden he wanted me here, " he laughed before clearing his throat.

"Well, this is refreshing." I heard him mutter with a sigh.

Even though I wanted to ask him what he meant but chose to stay quiet already knowing that he would answer my unasked question all by himself.

"Whenever I look at you, I am reminded of my youthful days. You have inherited me well. Even your father...he used to behave just like you do. We all same..." he chuckled.

"Udolf your father believed that no matter what you would be the only one in this family who would always stand strong no matter what. Don't assume that I don't know about the things that you have been going through. Kristian has told me everything. I believe most of your sentiments are connected with Julliette's death..."

"General..." my voice was hoarse as I intervened him from saying anything further.

"You can't go on avoiding this every day. You have to move on now and its the time for you get your head right back at your work. I see... you are not really paying attention to the ones in your surrounding and that is why today you are suffering all this. Remember this Udolf...it was you who chose this line. Nor me or your father ever wished or forced you to be on the same path as we were. You wanted to carry on the business and it was why you fought with Gale to take over the business. Even though your grandmother and your mom and I believe Juliette must have also hated this profession but still you are the one who chose this line. So, what I mean is... if you were the who chose this...then you should be the only one to hold onto this. I do know how it feels when you are away from your loved ones... but as I retired I understood that this was the life I would never ever chose in my next birth. Neither Kristian was ready to work in this line for which he chose to work his own and today he is successful. Even you...You did a tremendous job of working and handling both of your day and night shift work."

"So far you have been successful but now its the point in your life where you have to stop and think. Do you really want to continue this? As you chose this path I took it as my duty as your General and grandfather to teach you well how to handle all this but now I want to take it back. You don't have to do this any longer. I already have enough your grandmother's hatred for this profession and I believe your mother and even Juliette had their fair share of hatred for this profession. You need to understand this well Udolf ... if you are in this profession you can't lose your balance. Think ten times before you take a step and I do have faith in you. I believe you will be back on your feet before no time. So think what I have just said. Either leave this...and live like a normal human being else keep walking on this path but all the while dodging the obstruction cunningly. It is what I expect only from you Udolf..." he said and I heard the screeching of the chair on which I assumed he was sitting.

He was leaving.

"I will use my brain better from now on..." I spoke out "But... Juliette will be living in my memories. I will never except it that she is not with me and I won't ever forget her..." my words were filled with determination. Forgetting Juliette was the most painful thing than enduring physical and mental pain.

"Hmmm. As I had told you..." as he spoke I turned around to look at him. He had a sinister smile plastered on his face as he continued "This is really refreshing, " he smiled and turned around and walked out of the room.

"V? mul?umesc bunicul, " Thank you, Grandfather.

"Let's start from the beginning hmm?" I asked in a calm tone as I took a seat before the driver who backstabbed me by surrendering my arms to the cops.

He looked like a trash. His clothes were torn and his face; swollen and bruised all over. My eyes fell on his left hand to find two of his finger including his index and middle finger gone. It was what he got for backstabbing me.

"I have nothing to tell you..." he snarled and it was when Max kicked him on his back and he fell on my knee hitting his nose on the process.

"Now...Now" grabbing his hair I pushed his head back and looked into his eyes.

"Max...bring out that pruner...I think chopping all his finger would work..." as I said that he crawled back until his body hit the wall and he looked frightened.

"Alright Boss..." Max obliged as he went out of the darkroom and bought the pruner.

I passed the pruner from one hand to other putting a mocking show of chopping his finger. For the first time ever after so many days, I felt confidence in me.

Max dragged him by his hair and made him sit right before me before forcibly pulling his hands up for me to chop his finger.

"No! No!" he screamed thrashing around and tried to pull his hand back but was completely at a loss as he was held firmly by Max.

"Don't worry. It won't hurt.." a smirk appeared on my face watching him suffer and his wailing gave me more joy for torturing him.

"You called it upon yourself..." I said as I grabbed his hand as I glared at him I pressed the pruner on his thumb. The room filled up with his wailings and yellings as I pressed it tighter enough to the point where the blades went past his skin but the pressure was not enough to cut his finger but was enough for him to yelp in pain.

"Stop! Stop! I'll tell you every-thing. Please stop!" he cried out and as he said that I stopped putting pressure on the pruner and watched as blood oozed out of his thumb.

"Hu.." Max huffed at him and left him and stood right behind him.

"I'll tell you everything. But you have to promise me that you would set me free afterward...deal?" the driver huffed out air and exhaled in the air as he talked.

"You scum...you're not in any position to make a deal with us-"

"Deal!" I said cutting Max in the middle.

"What? But Bos-"

"We just want the information. Give it us and we will set you free. I will even forget that you backstabbed me." I said as calmly as I could to the driver and he nodded looking relieved a bit. he withdrew his hand back and inspected the cut before looking back at me.

"I was paid. I was paid to vacate all of your arms before the police station. They couldn't find me because I had contacts with one of the cops who helped me in vacating the weapons and he even helped me flee. It was a plan to destroy you and I was just a pawn in that game.

"Interesting. Now, who was the one who gave you the money?" I asked as I kept the pruner on my left thigh and leaned back against the chair and looked at him sitting on the ground.

"I don't know. A man visited me the same day when the arms were loaded on the truck and asked me to surrender it in return for money. I was selfish and I took the money and did as he told me to do.

"The face of the man?" Max asked him.

"He was just in a yellow jacket with his hoodie on his head and he had his face cover up to his nose... like this, " he gestured towards his face and used his trembling bloodied hands to show me how the man covered his face.

"You mean that man came to our warehouse where the truck was being loaded and paid you the money and went away?" Max asked looking astonished.

"The man knew where our works are done. He must be completely aware of it from the beginning. This only indicates one thing...and its that the man is from our group else he couldn't have entered in our land so easily." I muttered to myself.

"Max....go and get me the CCTV photage of the day where our arms were being loaded, " I said and he nodded in response as he turned around ready to live.

"But before that..." I got up from the chair all the while both of their eyes trained on me and passed the pruner to him.

"Cut all of his fingers before anything else, " as soon as I said that the driver yelled curses on my directions and tried to get up wanting to run away.

"You lied about the deal. You said you'll set me free..." he yelled at me while I smirked at him and shook my head.

"I lied. And I never really told you that I would not punish you for backstabbing me for money. This all happened because of you...You will have to pay for it, "

"Take care of him, " I said and Max nodded before walking towards the man as I walked the other way all the while hearing the driver's pleas and wailings.

Skimming the video properly I watched the CCTV photage countless times wanting to get a clue on the identity of the yellow hoodie man. The driver was truthful when he said he was unable to see his face. He was indeed wearing a mask under his eyes covering half of his face.

And the way he walked and looked here and there..it was proved that he knew the place.

"Who are you?" I thought as I watched it again and again.

"Whoever you are...Just make sure I don't catch you..else you would die a painful death..." I smirked when I got a hint looking at a ring that he was wearing.

"Ahh...I see, " a sinister smile broke on to my face as I finally recognized the man.

"You have called it upon yourself. This time I will kill you for sure, " I muttered as I pulled the drawer in my study table and pulled the revolver gun out.

"Enough of me in forgiving you, " I muttered as I inserted the bullets into the chamber.

"Gale..." I spoked his name out with venom and stood up from the chair as I looked at the loaded gun and made up my mind to finish him off this time my eyes fell on Juliette's photo on my table.

"You see this? He called it upon himself. I don't really want to give pain to my mother but this time it is beyond tolerance. I hate him so much, Juliette. What should I do?" I picked up the photo frame in which she was sitting next to her friend Kiara. This was the picture which I took sneakily when we went out for a family picnic.

"This was what I scared the most out of everything. I never really had any intention of breaking my own family but it looks..." I trailed a finger on her face "This is what destiny have for me." my eyes watered up at the corners and before I knew it I slammed the photo frame back on the table and walked out of the room taking long strides wanting to end all this for all.

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