20. The Fire!

Author's POV 

Emerald tossed the arm on Larson's face with an evil smirk.

"Lioness is a Lioness, whether it's caged or not."

She walked towards the stage, and the guard tried to block her way. The hall filled with screams when his head fell at her feet. 

That's where Egon warned her. 

"Emerald!"

She looked at him, eyes fearless, and her smirk was mischievous. She was challenging him to stop her. 

Egon didn't stop her, he wanted to see what she was going to do. He has finally succeeded in triggering her. 

Emerald stepped on the stage, and no one dared to stop her. She grabbed the glass of alcohol and dropped it on the carpet. The man beside her ran away from the stage when she snatched the cigarette from his fingers.

She looked at Egon before dropping the cigarette on the carpet. 

"If it's not mine, then it cannot be anyone's... You know me!"

The fire ignited on the carpet, and she tossed her teddy bear into the fire. The fire spread, and people rushed out of the hall.

Now it was just her and Egon. She tossed everything in the fire. All her things, which she once cherished. She can't see people using and throwing them like garbage, she would rather burn them to protect herself from the pain. Yes, she is that heartless. 

Egon watched her burning her things, he knew that she would do this. The queen he knows would never let anyone take her things. He knows her more than anyone. 

The fire spread, and she was still standing near it. he went to her to take her away. 

"Don't touch me!"

She mumbled, staring intensely at the things which were burning. 

Egon saw the sword in her hand, which had the blood of two people on it, but it didn't scare her. He grabbed her arm and pulled her back from the fire. 

Emerald glared at him, her hold on the sword tightened. She was seconds away from raising it on him and separating him into pieces, but she didn't, she can't, and she would never do that. 

She can never kill Egon. 

He dragged her down the stage and she tossed her sword away. 

"I said, don't touch me!"

She pulled her hand back. 

Egon turned around and looked at her threateningly.

"Do you really want to do it here?"

He sounded deadly. 

Emerald stared back with the same madness. Fire had captured the hall within the blink of an eye, but the heat between them was more intense. 

She was too angry to let the fear overpower her, she wasn't thinking about outcomes or punishment. She was just mad. 

"Yes!"

She gritted.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?"

She pushed him back threateningly. 

Egon just stared at her madly, he could stop her, but he didn't. 

"You are so mad that I killed your cunning mother."

"No... I don't give a fuck about anyone's death. I never had that much heart and I would never have it ever."

She grabbed his collar as she growled on his face.

"It's you! It's you, who is fucking my mind..."

She dug in his collar so hard that her nails started hurting. 

"How dare you, Egon? How dare you?"

She growled on top of her lungs.

He watched her unfazed as she poured her wrath on him. 

"How dare you let that lowlife come to me... You can't step that low..."

She yelled.

"You can't!"

"Why, Emerald?"

He smirked. 

"You can't!"

She threatened.

"You punish me however you want, I am here to take it. You want to break me, do it. You want to hurt me, I am ready. You want to fuck my mind, you are allowed but you can't let any other motherfucker touch me... Do you understand?"

"Still the same question, why?"

He removed her hands from his collar. 

"Because you are the only man who has touched me and can touch me... If anyone else touches me other than you, then I'll burn down myself."

Her eyes held pure madness, she wasn't messing around.

She whispered threateningly on his lips.

"And you very well know that I can do that."

Egon's eyes darkened when she said that. 

"You are already burning, my love!"

"Don't call me that... Don't say things which you don't believe."

She snatched the collar from her neck, leaving stinging sensations behind.

"And don't fucking try these cheap tricks on me... I am not your fucking slave, and you can't make me one."

"Then who are you?"

He caught the collar in mid-air as she threw it on his face and tossed it into the fire; the purpose of it was fulfilled. His lioness was roaring. 

"You tell me."

Her eyes filled with angry tears.

"You tell me who the fuck I am... What have you done to me?... Why am I still alive?"

He didn't answer.

"Answer me, Egon..."

She pulled him closer by his collar again.

"Why am I the only one allowed to call you Egon, even after being your slave?... Why am I the first captive who is living in the castle instead of the basement... Why is my body not hurt like other captives... Why am I still alive... Why my hands are still in place after grabbing your collar?"

"I am not obligated to answer this"

His reply was too calm for her outrage. 

"You should be!"

She slapped his chest madly. 

"You should have an answer to my every fucking question... You have to kill me, Egon... You have to kill me." 

"No!"

He shook his head stubbornly. 

"Never! Death doesn't have permission to touch you until I am here."

"Why?"

She aggressively hit his chest.

"If you can't do it then I'll do."

She furiously turned around to touch the fire. 

Egon gritted and pulled her back by her arm. 

"We are going home."

She was furious with his calmness. 

"No! Who the hell think you are?"

She snatched her hand back.

"You can't do this to me... Don't you hate me?"

She gritted.

"Then why don't you kill me? Aren't you the one who tried to give me to another man, a few minutes ago... Or do you want to destroy me like that?"

She laughed bitterly.

"Let's do that... You don't bother, I'll find a man for myself.... Wait, here!"

Egon gritted and pulled her back with a tight fist on her bun. 

"I'll burn down the whole world if any other man touches you."

He slammed his lips on hers, and she wasn't taken aback. She knew that this was coming. 

She grabbed his coat and pulled him closer as he possessively kissed her, and let him do that. Their lips moved in sync as if they knew that rhythm. It was wild, punishing and soul sucking. The fire inside them was more than the fire spread around them. 

She broke the kiss and rested her forehead on his as both panted in passion of hate. 

"If you don't cut the arm of every man who touches you then I'll make it worse for them..."

He warned. 

Emerald's eyes silently shed tears.

"This moment will vanish when we step out... I'll become your captive and you will go back to becoming my tormentor. I can't take this, Egon... I can't hate you. It's difficult... Please, kill me!"

She begged. 

"No! Death is not a part of our game, my love!"

He felt her breathing as their foreheads refused to separate. 

"You should hate me... You shouldn't stay around me, I am not good for you... You are obsessed with the revenge and my pain... End this before you lose yourself."

She begged. 

"I have nothing to lose!"

He tightened his hold on her bun and made her look at him. 

"You destroyed me and my life... I have nothing, no one! All because of you... You ruined my perfect life... You wiped out my whole family in one fucking day, didn't leave even a single person behind to cry for... My whole fucking bloodline is wiped out by you... Do you even realise the pain I am going through?"

His eyes were filled with pain. 

"How can I let you die and be free from the guilt of injustice you have done to me... You won't die, you will live with me, you will live the pain I am living... I will ruin you the way you have ruined me. Promise!"

Emerald cried silently as he promised!