MasukBack to Elizabeth's POV. 💋.
Chapter 86••~••°••~••Luciano••~••°••~••The second man pulls the child roughly under his arms. She kicks weakly, but it isn't enough to dismantle him. I'm fucking sick of this men thinking they can harm children and get away with it.I slip one of my guns into Elizabeth’s hands, pushing her gently towards a corner. She's not supposed to be here, yet here she is. I can't handle her alone right now, so she might as well join in on the firing. She's still staring at the gun like it's the most unbelievable item she has ever seen. When I turn my back to her, I lunge, too speedily. The second man shoves the child behind him and raises his weapon. I grab the barrel before he could aim properly.I have no fucking idea how but the gun discharges. The shot blows past my shoulder, close enough for heat to kiss my skin. I drive my forehead into his mask—bone meets bone.Elizabeth releases a startled gasp behind me when that happens. The man staggers, trying to find his balance.I don't give hi
Chapter 85••~••°••~••Luciano••~••°••~••If there was ever a moment when it felt like my heart had been ripped out, and life squeezed out completely from it—then right now is included. As soon as the child slipped, falling on the raining, it did feel like my lungs had been seized completely of air.My mind had been in bits and pieces at that exact moment. I never miscalculate, and suddenly it seemed like I did.Terror and relief washes over when the child stays still on the railing, not toppling over. Okay. That's fucking great.The masked man is still bleeding and from my calculations, he'll be bleeding out pretty badly in the next few minutes if he doesn't get medical help. But that doesn't mean he can't use the other arm, that doesn't mean I rendered him completely useless. Yet, it is enough to slow him down.I'm fast enough, fast enough to notice him switch places, pointing the gun at me. I dodge quickly, the moment I catch his fingers trying to reach for the trigger. The sound
Chapter 84••~••°••~••Luciano••~••°••~••I knew something was wrong the moment we stepped inside the building. The men we saw earlier were no where to be seen. Not even a slight glimpse. The place just looks… deserted.I know they are with us, somewhere in hiding, just not sure what sort of game they think they are playing.My head turns back, checking for any signs of the woman I shouldn't have brought here. My body relaxes when I see her still sitting in the car, probably nervous on how to operate a gun.Good.Because that it is the only way she would learn how to keep herself safe without muttering words that won't change the situation. Assuring myself that she's safe, I return my mind back to the present, still trying to fucking ascertain what is going on. This place is huge enough to hide whoever they want to. News had it that the building had once been designed as a private medical complex—which is six floors of unfinished corridors, surgical wings never equipped, and wards le
Chapter 83 *~°*~°*~°* Elizabeth *~°*~°*~°* When he leaves the study, the room suddenly feels suffocating like it can't stand my presence. I stand in the middle of the room contemplating what to do next, not until my legs starts moving and the next thing I know, my ears are pressed against the door, trying to listen in on the conversation going on downstairs. Unfortunately, I can't hear a single thing clearly, only the distant rumble of male voices rising and falling. “What are you doing, Liz?” I question myself before stepping away from the door. I should wait for him instead—eavesdropping is a sin. Although I have said that to myself countless times, I don't think I have ever paid those words any heed. Taking a deep breath, I sink into the leather chair near the window and press my trembling fingers to my lips, my thoughts straying to the one person who has got me unsettled, the one person who forced me to the devil's doorstep. Leah. How is she doing? Has she had anything t
Chapter 82 ••~••°••~•• Luciano ••~••°••~•• It seems like whoever this is, is playing a game with me. They're letting me know how close they are, and how fucking slow I am at discovering what the fuck is going on. Is like they're playing their cards right, and I'm the one on the losing end. My mind gets drawn back to the present, back to the woman before me. She's still crying, her shoulders shaking as if something inside her has been broken. If she's crying this much about the child, then this Leah must mean something to her. What I don't understand is why I feel this way seeing her cry? I have seen men beg for their lives while shedding tears like they are five, and that didn't do shit to my conscience. But watching her cry— That does something violent to my chest that I still can't explain thoroughly. “Stop crying, Elizabeth,” I say quietly, crossing the room, because in between her crying and my confused state, a distance had been created between us. She flinches when I
Chapter 81••~••°••~••Luciano••~••°••~••“You promised,” her voice comes out as a whisper, barely audible. “You promised you wouldn't bring this up again.”What the hell?Of course I'm bringing this up, again and again.“I'm not in the mood to acknowledge promises, Elizabeth. You give me a name or I'll go on a killing rampage. Trust me, you wouldn't wish that for your enemy.”She shakes her head, wiping the tears off her cheeks. “See, I'm fine. There's no need for such questions. I'm totally okay.” She raises her hand in the air for a second, moves closer a bit to show off her cheeks and fading bruises. “I'm fine,” she repeats.She's not fooling me with the ‘I'm fine’ bullshit, because I know she's not. What I don't get is why she wouldn't call out the person. Why is she hellbent on covering up for a woman who didn't care about her just few minutes ago?If she's proving stubborn, then I'm adamant as hell to get the name from her. “You're not. Don't push me, Elizabeth.” There's fear







