Before either one of us could do anything,dad came in the picture.
I instantly felt relieved. Everything kicks in my brain , finally. His friend,along with his family,at dinner. Everything makes sense now.
He invited them but why. Didn't I told him, about the abuse. What is he upto.
I can't understand,dad! What are you trying to do here?
"Come sweetie,let's go inside." He said practically pushing Aaron from our way. Starts leading me in the dining area.
From the corner of my eye i saw dad glaring at aaron. But I didn't saw any sort of expression on Aaron's face.
Just his proximity is enough for the anxiety to built up inside me.
As my legs walked inside the dining room,I saw every pair of eye turn towards me.
There sat aiden maxwell at one of the head chair just beside him on
His jaw clenched, it's visible, he's getting angry. I smirked in contempt. "If you want an apology mister, you have to earn it, not just come barging into my house and demand it." I said shoving my finger in the middle of his abs. He dropped his face and side smirked. He looked back up from his drop down head. "Will you give me a chance to earn it, hmm?" He says in an unusually deep voice. His one hand is resting on my door, leaving the other in his pants pocket. "Let me think..... 'I say, a finger tapping my chin and with the other hand I hugged myself... umm ...... how about .......... a... NO! " "Aren't you flying too high miss summers." He grits his teeth in annoyance. That's not my problem. I'll avenge every humiliation I hav
"Relax honey, he won't bother ella anymore. We made him understand,right. So stop worrying so much. Everything will be fine. I promise." I hear mom consoling dad. But my brain is like jammed in certain place or more like word 'This Time'. I am still perplexed on what did they do. And mom's consoling words aren't helping either.They made him understand. Is it why he did the rose thing. Oooooh I get it now. He apologized because of mom and dad, not because he actually felt it.What a hypocritic jerk! And here my heart was just about to melt. See what happens, when you decide to be 'Mother Teresa'.At the end of mom's sentence, I didn't heard anything for few seconds. Confusion touched my features, Did they left?No...they are still sitting here. I can feel the warmth radiating off them. Then whats with them and being silent. Irritation soon, latched my senses.I
"B...but mafia? How? It can't be possible. And why did you and uncle approve it? Did you knew about this? " I stare at him in shock, still trying to grasp the new found revelation dad just made a minute ago. "Steve tell her....it's time now." It's like he was just waiting for her command. Heaving up a sigh, he look into my eyes. The determination I saw there, shaked me to the core. One thing is sure, Whatever he's going to tell it's nothing usual. MAFIA...seriously! what were they even thinking. But I won't back down easily, today I'll solve every fr*aking mystery. "You remember the night your grandmother died? " My throat construct, reminiscing the last memories of granny. Tears welled up in my eyes. I was just 7 years old back then but I remember every single detail of that horrified day. All of a sudden, I am not in a condition to say anything. So, he
When she went to take you, he already had you at Gunpoint. You were on the verge of passing out. Because that SCOUNDREL had already slapped you countless times.Mom knew both of you won't make it out alive and She couldn't let you die. So, she sacrificed herself for you.He had the entire army to himself,,,Bloody coward. Mom put a proposal for him, although she knew it's useless but she had to think wisely to at least save you.The entire room was filled with you, mom, Orlando, and some of his men. The remaining were guarding the mansion.She proposed to let you go and then he could do anything he wanted with her." I saw dad's hand clutched together so hard. That they turned sheer white…veins popping out. His eyes turned glossy and face gloomy.I...i...i couldn't help but blame myself for all of it. If only I would have done something&
"She stabbed his eyes. All of his men charged on her immediately. But before anyone could make a move she sliced his neck.There He bleeds to death. Who thought the Italian mafia leader would die like that. I am so proud of her. I am blessed that she was my mother." His eyes shine so bright. I can feel the warmth radiating off him."To avenge their leader's death, his men charged on her together. They beat her to death But still there was slight life left inside her. They poured kerosene all over you and the room.They were going to burn you both alive. You were soaked in kerosene along with the room and they left the place after igniting the fire.The flames were about to reach you. Mom somehow managed to pull you towards the window. And she pushed you out of it. Your room was on the first floor. So it wasn't too hard.But when you land on the ground, you
"Stop thinking about him, miss summers" A voice inside me breaks through my train of thoughts.I jerked a little as the realisation dawned upon me. I was thinking about him. I was actually thinking about him!Oh no no no no this isn't a good sign. Stop thinking, you idiot!I saw mom and dad gazing at me expectantly for completely different reasons. Exhaling deeply I look at mom to repeat my words for the last time in the century."Truly from every single fiber of my being. I do not possess any kind of romantic feeling towards Mr.Aaron Maxwell, Madam. " I say in my fake utterly ridiculous british accent.Dad cuts in, punching the air in excitement. He nearly shouts "yesss, I knew it. She's my baby. She doesn't need any other guy in her life than me. "
I clear my throat just a little. Lightly daring myself to break the unusual tension. Although I have made up my mind with these eyes. I don't know what's happening to me. I loathe this person. Really Loathe from my entire being. But right now, I just feel like I am compelled in a haze. I can't make myself utter the words or depart from the position we are in. This rare forbidden smile seems so alluring,I feel hypnotic right now. For the first time, I feel different. Maybe.....just maybe because these days everyone is bugging me about Mr. Smarty pants a lot. Think of roman, ella. This is not fair to him. And it's like 'the little bubble pop' just like that. For the first time I agree w
I was crossing the road, as I felt a pull on my wrist. I immediately turn back, alert, ready to knock out whoever dares to do hanky panky with me. I sign in frustration seeing the mortal creature in front of me. "Urghh now WHAT? " I cried out in annoyance. I saw his jaw ticking. Someone's getting angry aa....ooo. "You are so ungrateful miss.summers. I just saved you from being the laughing stock and you didn't even thank me!" I stare at him with wide eyes and mouth. What is this pig? I did thank him. Just a few minutes ago. "Are you deaf, Mr. Maxwell? " I retorted back sarcastically. I can't help it with this guy. "Ella...." He grits in warning. I am testing my luck way too much......maybe. Sudden visions of that creepy spanking emerge in front of my eyes, I shudder in dread. "Fine.