Mikhail's pov:Today me and Rooh had a great time talking at the balcony and I think our relationship or whatever it is progressing. We get to know each other and we asked each other's liking and dislikings. I told him about what I hate and she told me what she likes. She likes a lot of things and she is a complete foodie and likes poha alot. She loves to listen music and crushing over fictional characters. She loves reading books in her free time and living in her delusional world with her toxic mortally grey men who are basically fictional. I know I'm not less toxic than them but still she have me not them. As she was telling me something a sudden call came and I saw it wasu men. I excused myself and sent to attend the call. Marcus has called me telling that he had got the clue of that fraud people who undergrounded themselves and he will soon catch him. I told him to do his as faster as possible and was going back to her room.But I saw her running towards the terrace in a hurry.
Mikhail's pov:They have been with him since when I was a kid and knows how much good of a relationship we share. They never left a chance to mock me and laugh at me but I take it without raising my head at them. I was never allowed to look him in his eyes no matter what. His authoritative voice has always managed to keep me at my place and remind me who I really am.Pathetic and Weak! "Выбрось ее из этой страны только сегодня." he ordered and I already saw this coming. (Translation: Throw her out of this country today only.)I can't do this. I ever defied him no matter what but today I have to. She is the only happiness I got until now. She keeps me happy and manages to make me feel alive and my soul needs her. I can't let her go no matter what. I have to show some courage and had to tell him that I need her. "Пожалуйста, отец, я хочу ее." I pleaded more like begged him because that is all what I can do in front of him. (Translation: Please father I want her.)"Есть так много кра
Mikhail's pov:It is the first time in my entire life that I have replied back to him. I never even said something until I was asked to because it is his I was raised. They broke me to the extent that I never had the courage to do anything without their order. If they said to stop breathing then I had to or they will really made my breathing stopped. I know father is angry because I opened my mouth in front of him and that means disrespecting him. He was the Mafia boss of Russian mafia before me. I got this position in inheritance. I never wanted this position this power and control which I have now, I was forced into it and now I'm habitual to it. I'm habitual of ordering around and controlling people but still I have to be peasent in front of my own dad. He wants me to fear him always. Today I fought with him for my happiness which was none other than Rooh. He is angry because she is a foreigner and not from a mafia family which means breaking the rule of the Mafia and I opposed B
Rooh's pov:I saw him sitting in the pool of his own blood and I was frozen at my place. I never saw him in this condition and didn't know what to do. Then I saw the old man with grey hair and dark aura was hitting him mercilessly with the cane and the nails in it was peeling his flesh off his body. Tears welled up in his eyes seeing his condition. Of course I never faced this type of situation before and it was not some movie that it will stop soon. Everyone was standing there looking at the scene more like enjoying it. I didn't know how to stop that man so I did what I got in my mind at that vulnerable moment of his. I ran towards him and hugged him tightly. His blood soaking my dress but I didn't care. I started crying loudly and my sobs echoed in the hall. I was so scared, scared for him and his life. How can be someone so merciless and ruthless and who is he that Mikhail is taking his torture willingly? He pulled me closer to him and then I felt him holding something behind m
Rooh's pov:I don't know which type of father he is, I wish even my enemy don't get a father like this. The way he mercilessly beaten Mikhail and peeled his skin off was horrible. He was sitting in the pool of his own blood. His father told me that he has given him scars before also, but how can he? Don't he feel something for his own son? Now I know my Mikhail is like this, because he got all this from his father. And the woman who was standing behind his father was not less than a weird. I guess her as his mother but she was not giving me such vibes. The motherly features a woman carries was not in her. She had a odd glint in her eyes and her dark eyes peering at him like he was some kind of prey of hers. Maybe I'm thinking too much. She walked near us and Mikhail's hand started shaking and his heavy breathings were telling me otherwise. Before o could ask him anything she came closer to us and stood in front of Mikhail lovingly gazing at him. See now there was no glint in her eye
Rooh's pov:Then I took my face away and looked at his emotionless face. I know it is not the right time to ask what was happening downstairs and why he took all the beatings and insults silently so I sat beside him silently giving him his time. "Pack your bags. You are leaving for India today." his emotionless voice came making my mind go numb. Did I hear right? Is he asking me to go back to India? I snapped my head at him but his gaze was still stuck to the wall in front of him. I stood up from my place and looked at him in shock. "What?" was the only word came out of my mouth. He didn't even bother to look at me."You heard me in the first time." he stated in his cold voice. His baby blue eyes were cold as ice. He was not the same person I saw downstairs, he was someone else. Even he was not the person I met first time, he was being the completely different personality of him. He was lost and took this decision on his impulsive thoughts. He was one pleading me that day to stay
Mikhail's pov:Rooh left the room after dressing my wounds but how can I tell her that she can heal my outer wounds and scars but not the inner ones. What she did for me down stairs made me feel special in someone's life for the first time in my entire life. Despite of being so scared she fought for me with my father but it scared me also. I was scared for her because I didn't want her to face my father's wrath. I went to my closet and wire loose trousers and a shirt. Anyways there wounds are nothing to me but I saw pain in her eyes for me. She was concerned for me which made me feel giddy and for to see again that concern in her eyes for me I'm ready to take that fucking beatings of my father again. I don't know how, they suddenly crashed in the mansion but I have to send them away by convincing them or I'm sure they will do something to Rooh.I sat on my bed wanting to go in Rooh's room but didn't want to come out clingy to her. I'm becoming addicted to her and feels some kind of o
Rooh's pov:I was frozen at my place watching her mother hovering above him and he was laying there without any struggling. His eyes were blinking very slowly and his whole body was shaking. What the actual fuck is happening? "What the hell?!" I shouted and she caught off guard and looked at me with her widened eyes. I strode towards them and pushed that old witch from above him. I climbed on his bed and patted his cheeks softly. "Mikhail!" I called him shaking him a little but he didn't move. "Mikhail you are scaring me okay?" I tried to wake him up but his eyes were closed and the shaking of his body stopped and his body went still. "What the hell did you do?" I yelled at the witch who was boring looking at me. "Weak boy couldn't fulfil her mother's desire." she tsked and I looked at her in shock and disgust. Is this witch high on drugs? I ran towards out of the room and descended down the stairs without looking at the men sitting in the hall I went to the foyer and called R