Chapter 5 ~The Picture Perfect Enemy~

Demonte’s Pov:

Lucifer!

That bastard dared to touch the most precious thing that ever belonged to me.

 Although, we were apart and I could never live the life that she always  wanted me to live still, I always loved her. Though she had given me the betrayal and pains to me, I couldn't stop myself from getting affected from her.

That bastard really enraged me with the extreme anger that I wasn’t able to control it. 

The day I knew that he was the one behind the murder of Gabriella. I did each and everything to get him. I wanted that fucking bastard to kill with my own hands. I didn’t want him to even get caught by the police.

When I caught him, my anger was in top notch that I didn’t even had a single thought not even for a millisecond to leave him and to set him free.

 So, I gave him the right punishment that he deserved. I had never left clue for each and every murders I have done.

I didn’t know  why did I even take him to my penthouse that night ? No one ever dared to enter into my penthouse without my verbal permission. So, I thought it was the safest place for me to store his half dead bpdy and even I tried to declare his dead as the suicide but fuck it.

That girl ruined my all of the plans. Who the hell was she? Hotel employee? When was she appointed? I had never seen her in the hotel? How is it even possible that I am unknown about  her in my own hotel? But that wasn’t the important thing over here.

She was trying to save the person that I was going to kill. How dare she? How dare she try to save someone who was the murderer of my beloved one? How dare she try to go against the decision of mine? 

The moment I heard the cracking sounds from the door, I was alarmed and made myself aware. I was sure nobody would dare to enter but...

She? She was just getting in the restricted area of the building and I know she would have shouted or maybe she would have called everyone in the hotel or maybe call the cops too...

And, I stay miles of steps away from both of them. They disgusts me to hell.

Yes, people disgusts me. Not because I am inhumane but because they are plastics and I have the habit of tearing down the plastics with my own hands till they could never be reformed cause plastics are harmful for earth.

And Lucifer was the plastic made up of worst constituents.He didn't deserve to live, not surely after he touched the most precious thing of mine.

I had no choice but make her unconscious. I didn't want myself to get in trouble as always.

My works had always been really quick and clean that no body had ever been able to trace me.

I had never left any of my witnesses alone. The one who had seen me would have only one consequences, to die on my hand.

And her fate was going to be the same. She wasn't indifferent on my eyes. She had the same fate as the others. The fate to be killed... By me...

I picked her up from the ground and carried her on my arms and threw her on bed.

There was one rule that I had set for myself. I never kill my enemy when they are unconscious or when they are 

One rule of me was  I never kill my opponent when they are unconscious or never attack them when they aren’t in the state if fighting. 

I wanted to kill her but not when she was unconscious but when she was on her full conscious mind. 

I threw her in my arms and then carried her to my bedrooms. 

Lavender!

This girl was actually smelling exactly like what Gabriella used to smell. This was exactly what she used to smell. Lavender!

As I tucked her in the bed, I got to view her whole face. She was quite beautiful.

 I mean she had just some common ordinary face which could just meet the standard of beautiful. She had not anything that would so attract a guy next to her. She was just an ordinary girl.

But the moment she stepped inside my room, the moment she got inside my world, the moment she became the witness of the murder I committed she was raised from the just an ordinary to completely not an ordinary girl to me.

I have never left any clue in my any murder and she was the one who was like the left clue to all the people out there who could hunt me, the Eagle.

Did you hear Eagle?

Yes, I am the Eagle, the ruler of Underworld. The one name who is searched but the face which is completely unknown to the world and one of the main reason was the crimes that was always cleaned up clearly after I committed it.

But this girl was threat to me. And I couldn't kill her till she wakes up again.

I left her in that dark store room.

But as soon as she woke up, she wanted to lie to me. I hate the betrayals and the lies the most in this world. Even on this field I had always been honest and as per my rules.

How dare she try to lie to me?

"What's your last wish?" I asked her.

She was pleading to live but that wasn't what I wanted to hear from her. Her pleads were irritating me so much.

With an irritation, I cleaned the revolver and then, point it in her white neck.

"Just shut the fuck up. I really don't want to listen your bleats. Just tell me your last wish otherwise I could just send you directly to heaven without even the wishes," I roared.

Her eyes were filled with water and her face was dirty with all the bloods that was on my knuckles.

"Fuck," I swear as I run the fingers on my hair irritatedly.

"Speak up or I will just dissociate all of your parts," I said taking out the knife from my knees and pointing it on her neck.

I couldn't fire gun because it was still the city and one can clearly hear the sounds of it.

"I...I...please give me some sedatives. Kill me without letting me know," she pleaded.

I loosened the grip on her.

What the fuck? 

What did she just say? 

This was the first ever open challenge to me.

I never kill my opponents when they are on the sedatives or unconscious. I love to enjoy the view of giving a torture to people and letting them live each and every terror of seconds of fear before their own death.   

But her last wish was totally against my rule. She unknowingly knocked the wrong door which made her get the life on her own. 

I tied her the ropes again and then, walked out if there and returned in few minutes and then, I threw the tablets of sedatives in front of her.

"Have it," I said as I leave her there with it and went to my room and searched for the bullets to feel my gun.

As I searched for the bullets in the drawer I found the card which was handed over to me the last time I visited Chicago. 

I didn’t even know why I was even carrying a card of a stupid girl who ruined my whole life. Because of whom I had lost every single chance to meet my wife and save her.

 If only, if only I hadn’t met her that night then, maybe I would have been with my wife instead of being with her in the hotel.

That fucking stupid girl was another one who I hated the most after Lucifer Gilbert.

I was trying to throw away the card as I hated to see even the face of that girl.

 But when I was about to throw it out of my window, I realized the picture resembled someone.

What the fuck? I was more than just shock when I see the face in there.