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It's been two years since that night. Two years since she saw Nicholas. Alison returned to her old life,, but she never felt the same way.She missed him.She remembered waking up to the news that Adrian was arrested. He mysteriously died in the prison cell two days after he got arrested. She had her suspicions that Nicholas did it. She was hanging on with the little hope she had left that he was alive. He was alive somewhere.She became a bit popular for being taken by a notorious Mafia gang. She lived with her parents for months after coming back. They have been overprotective of her since she came back. They gave her breathing space about a year later.Tristan stopped by from time to time. Both of them surprisingly grew close. He didn't know anything about Nicholas. Her parents grew fond of him, he was one of the reasons they agreed for her to move out back. They refuse to believe he was a former Mafia member. According to her mom, he was so sweet.He comforted her most of the time
Nicholas kicked the door open, attracting the armed men. He had already eliminated the ones at the entrance. He had already given the cops this location. He didn't trust the cops; most were friends with Adrian, but it would be a good distraction.He hoped the plan would work. This has to end now.The men begin to send in gunfire. It didn't hit him, though. Tristan's men covered him, shooting at the men. He shot back, not missing any target, a gun in each hand. His eyes scanned the room, searching for one person in particular.Then he saw him. Adrian.He flooded the room with his private guards, protecting him. He stared at the men, sizing them up. All these were going to be easy. The men came at him, but he was faster and more ruthless. One by one, they fell to the ground; he struck them enough for them to be unconscious.“Where is she?” Nicholas roared.Adrian stood near the bar, sipping the last of his drink, dropping the glass on the stand. “You came. Much sooner than I expected ”
Nicholas woke up to see the bed empty. The side where Alison lay down last night was empty. He could feel a little warmth from there. He sat up slowly, scanning the room for her. He felt uneasy when he didn't see her.He stood up, opening the bathroom door, still no sight of her. He turned back to the room when his eyes caught something on the bed, close to her pillow.A folded note.His fingers trembled a little while picking it up. His heart already knew he wouldn’t like the content of the paper."I’m doing this ’cause I love you. Don’t try to find me."He didn't know how long he stared into the paper. The words blurred, his mind refusing to process them. All this didn't make any sense to him.She was here.He just got her back.And now she's gone?He stood suddenly, the note was now balled up, and he held it in his palms. In the house, it was all quiet, and the hall resonated with every single footstep he took.“Tristan!” he called out, sounding rather hoarse and making a mighty ye
Alison sat by the window wearing a borrowed hoodie. She freshened up a while ago. She could tell Nicholas was curious about what happened to her. It was like he didn't want to push her. He wanted her to tell him what happened in her accord.She felt his presence in the room, he stood by the door watching her."You know I went out looking for you when some men I didn't know drugged me. When I woke up, I was in this unknown building. I don't know, apparently, you killed their head and they wanted to use me as bait to get you"" The Ortegas" he groaned in annoyance."I managed to escape luckily-" she made a tiny pause not knowing how he would rest to what she wanted to say next. " I met Adrian"There was a cold silence for a while. Nicholas was trying his best to remain calm even though there was a burning anger in his chest and it worked. She stared at his face but she couldn't read it. Soon he was by her side. "Are you okay, did he do anything to you""I'm okay, Nicholas; he didn't man
Alison didn't turn back and continued running. She didn't remember how long she had been running. She couldn't hear any sounds of footsteps but that still didn't give her any reassurance. Adrian's taste still clung to her mouth and she felt the urgent need to wash off everything that reminded her of that monster.She turned a corner and the sudden beam of headlights blinded her.A car screeched to a stop.“Alison?” A voice she'd never forget said. Nicholas.She froze.“Alison!” he was out of the car in a flashShe stumbled backward as he crushed her with his arms pulling her into a tight hug. Tears she didn’t realize she was holding began to fall freely down her cheeks.“I’m so sorry,, Nic” she whispered, “I should have told you about Adrian”“Shh.” Nicholas placed a finger over her lips. “You don’t have to explain. I'm the one at fault. I'm sorry for leaving; I should have never left you alone,” he said, and she nodded.He was in a complete state of shock and disbelief at who he was
Alison gave up trying to get out of his cold. She was so tired at this point. He was the last person she wanted to see at the moment. He smiled at her, reminding her of how welcoming he was when she first saw him. This time she wasn't fooled."You are never going to remain hidden forever ""Get away from me, you monster""I believe you know I am now" Adrian made a sad face. "I'm not going to hurt you" he began. "Unless you misbehave" he gave a look as if warning her."You know if you want to kill me, just do and get this over, I'm tired of hiding "" Ohh, Darling." he tucked a strand of her hair, and Alison pulled her face back."You were never the target; it was Nicholas; the house wasn't the first time we met Alison. I bought paintings from you two years ago. I was stunned by your resemblance with her, so I watched you and I plotted the whole thing. The incident at your house, the murder you witnessed, wasn't a coincidence; I let it happen. It was the only way for Nicholas to meet y