The look in Francis eyes were scary, never for once has Ella ever seen him this way. He tightened the hold on her neck the more and she gasped for air, her eyes welled up in tears as she struggles to get out of his grip.She was finding it hard to breath now, the rate at which Francis held unto her throat made her head to pound hard.A lone tears rolled down her cheek touching his hands and he snapped back seeing he was holding unto his dear Ella neck. He let go of her neck, letting her fall to the fall harshly and she winced in pain. Tears streamed down profusely, she was not only hurt physically but emotionally.Diana was shocked to see he let her go, everyone was as he would have killed her there and then. The Death lord had spared no one that crossed his path but he let Ella go which pained Diane.Diane grabbed a gun from one of the guards hand and shot towards Ella but the Cyprus was fast enough to pu

The Death lord held unto Ella's palm as he caresses them. It's been two days since she fell unconscious. The bullet didn't penetrate deep into her skin and luckily for her, it was on the shoulder which meant she could survive it.The Death lord hasn't left his room for two days as he watched Ella, asking her to wake up soon. He refused to eat as he told himself he wouldn't unless he saw that Ella was safe and sound.After the physician removed the bullets, the Death lord carried Ella in his arms into his room as he didn't want anyone to touch her except him.He looked at her paled face and dried lips, he traced his index fingers on her soft cheek, he blamed himself and he wished he hadn't pulled the trigger.He didn't kill the woman who Ella had protected as he believed Ella had a reason for putting her life on the line for the woman so he locked her in one of the rooms with his guards monitoring her.

Ella felt the need to pee, so she got off the bed. Just as she was about to enter the bathroom, Francis stopped her. "Where are you going to?" Francis deep voice made her halt. She didn't turn to meet him but she answered him, "I want to pee," She muttered as she played with the hem of her shirt. In a swift move, Francis carried Ella in his arms, taking her by surprise, "Fra...My Lord...what are you doing?" She stuttered. Francis felt disrespected when he heard what she had called him. "What did you just call me?" He asked, reminding Ella of the time he used that same words on her and what happened. Fear gripped her as she thought he might kill her for almost calling his name. . "I...I said my Lord," She said to him hoping he'd let go. "My Lord? Who i

Francis pulled Ella closer to him, leaving a little space between them, he unto into her waist tightly, he sucked on her bottom lips lightly leaving goosebumps on her skin. Slowly moving her hands to Francis shoulder, she kissed his back, succumbing to his heart melting kiss. Francis shoved his tongue into her mouth, tasting her. Both tongue fought for dominance as they battled one another.  Francis stopped kissing Ella, he placed his foreheads on hers and heaved a deep sigh. He felt a huge relieve after tasting her delicious lips, he licked his bottom lips wanting to feel her touch once again. Ella closed her eyes as she held unto Francis shoulder tightly. She let him kiss her again even though she wasn't sure of who she was to him.

Francis entered his room, he looked around for Ella but couldn't find her. He knew he hurt her feelings when he told her he would kill the woman. He could let the woman go but once be began to agree to everything she says regarding other people and not for herself, it would only tarnish the reputation of the Death lord and their nature. Soon people would find Ella and request she came to him and plead on their behalf. His enemies would immidately notice this change and use Ella against him. He wanted to accept but he knew he couldn't take drastic decision. She was the only one he could let go no matter her offense, asides her, any other person will have to face the consequences of breaking the law.