I got out from the bedroom that is engraved to this plane, freshly cleaned up with my usual outfit, black leather tights, black tanktop and my leather jacket and lets not forget my silver pistol that is usually stuck up in my waistband. I made my way to one of the theater-like chairs facing the large television and sat finding a glass of martini already set-up.
I leaned my head against the plane's window watching the soft white clouds appear out the window as we flew through them and above. Blue sky shone with the evening sun's ray. Today, has been nothing but a crazy day. I can't imagine Luis had the audacity to ask that of me, no,no he didn't even ask me, he was proposing it to Roman its as if Roman is the one going to marry him.
My heart dropped with the thought that my brother was even interested in what he proposed. He was willing to trade me for his business. I get it that he doesn't want a war with the Costellos but can he really do that for hunger in power. My brother is known to be dangerous and ruthless after he took over the business for my father. His cold, that I knew because he also made me become cold and vengeful, he changed all the anger and pain in me to become cruel and thrist for blood for my enemies.
And its not like I blame him or look down to him, I adore him more. He helped me get out from the torturous world I was in, even if the world am living in is filled with harted. I know its hard to find his soft heart but I always knew it was somewhere everyone has a vulnerable part in them and Roman's weakens is his family that's why it hurts knowing his willing to trade me for his business.
If I get married to Luis it will also make him powerful and almost untouchable because of my brother. And the least of my worries is to get married to a stranger, to spend half of my life with someone am not even attracted to.
Luis might be attractive in his looks with his midnight hair, stable jaw, deep green eyes but he doesn't have the deep blue eyes that always made me shiver to the brim and have goosebumps covering my whole body from the sight of them, he doesn't have the dark brown tousled hair that I usually dream off running my fingers through them every time, he doesn't have the same types of tattoes that am usually curious to trace them every now and then. He isn't the person I wished was here.
But what can I do. I don't have the person that I wish I had because I lost him all along. He isn't the man that I long to be with because that same man is already taken away from my life long time ago.
I immediately felt something dig into the flesh of my palm as the glass of martini I had in my hand broke into pieces from the pressure I was adding to. My crimson blood spilled out and stained the carpet below in this plain. It relieved me. To feel my body in physical pain was a great distraction from the emotional pain that troubled me.
My heart is only filled with anger and pain. I feel betrayed both from Quinn and Roman. I know its not Quinn's fault that he had to continue his life but my heart always ached thinking that he forget about me. He threw away the months we spent together to get married to a drug lord daughter. I know all mafia's leaders grave for power and that just hurts me because Quinn is only with her for power.
I know Quinn is the most respected and feared person in this world even more feared than my brother. He has great power and wealth all from his father. His father too has a reputation, his cruelsome and dangerous. He doesn't even have a heart for a father who has three kids and a lovely wife. Sometimes I even wonder if the love I had for Quinn was something because I barely knew anything about him.
"Miss, only 20 minutes before he land to Spain." The flight attendant, Jenna come to my view and she looked at my hand together with the spilled blood on the carpet. I looked at her my face void telling her leave which she obliged faster.
The only reason I'm heading to Spain is to get my mind off the things that have been happening to me. Its like I'm in a dèva jù which am trying to run away, hopefully this trip will help me.
I see Daniella come my way. I stared at my hand. Dried blood coated my fingertips as the cut in my palm bled. I see at her side a small first aid kit as she sat opposite me and I rolled my eyes knowing its that flight attendant who open her big mouth.
"Let's get you cleaned up." Daniella said taking my hand while removing the small glasses in my palm. She bandaged my hand neatly and I sipped bourbon from a crystal glass that I ordered. My hand throbbed almost as much as the headache I've now acquired.
"Are you eager to see your mother?" Dani asked as she finished what she was doing and I sensed that she was trying to lighten the mood. I smiled slightly looking at the forming dark skies and looked back at the pretty blond woman next to me. Daniella has always been nice to me, she might be highly intelligent and a skilled killer but you can see in her warm brown eyes that she's not dead like most of us.
"I guess. I've missed her." It's true that I miss my mother, she's the only sane family that I was left with. She doesn't have the same vangence that runs in my blood even after the death of my brother she still thinks that karma will do justice. Maybe it will or maybe not but all I know I will be the fucking karma to Eros. He will regret ever crossing paths with me.
After I lost my brother, Zayn ( Micage) and my best friend Cam (Cammila) I swore that I will kill every person who laid a hand on them. In their murder I noticed it wasn't just a death of spite, it was also as if someone was trying to send me a message and with Eros I know he likes to tortue, to toment, his a narcissist that's why the death of Cam and Zayn is still suspcious. It's as if they never even struggled, it was an instant death nothing more and its quiet odd because that's not Eros' style.
My brother thinks it's Eros. Yes, it might be Eros but another part of me thinks its someone else, but who? I haven't made much enemies, the only one I have is that phsco so for now I will keep thinking its him.
The plane pitched and stilled, giving that uneasy sensation of an aircraft slowing in midair. Whether flying in this crazy pimped-out private plane or commercial, it always felt as if the engines were stopping when in descent. Gripping the arms of the seat, I hoped that wasn't the case.
Like each time before, the plane didn't fall. It contiuned its descent.
Beyond the windows, blue lights illuminated the otherwise vast blackness. Once we were on the ground and stilled, Jenna again joined us which I immediately shot daggers to her but she still held that customary smile. "Miss Valkov your car is waiting for you outside."
When Daniella and I arrived at the bottom of the stairs onto the tarmac, a young man was waiting outside a black range rover. The cool breeze hits me as I looked at the beautiful scenery of Midrid. This is where my mother was born and grew up and being here its like a long time dream. My grandfather is a well-known man for owning most of the expensive hotels in this place so its as if my whole family was born from wealth.
The young man opened for me the car's door while Daniella made her way to the other side of the car and after we were all settled the man started driving the car. "Miss, where would you like to go?"
I gave him the directions to my grandfather's place because am sure my mother still leaves with him and after an hour we finally arrived at the mansion of my grandfather. There were guards near at the gate as it was opened for us and inside the compound you could see other several men outside the mansion.
After the death of my brother, I made sure that my grandfather would hire guards to watch over them, I wouldn't like to lose another family member. The driver sped down the road and all I could see were trees after trees. It took 20 minutes before we reached the main entrance to the garage which automatically opened and parked after the none ending line of cars my grandfather and mother owns.
The warm air hit my face as I stepped out from the car. Daniella behind me while led the way to the door, I couldn't hide the happiness that was bubbling in my stomach for seeing my family once again. It has been an year since I last saw them and now am here, not really having my way of controling my joy as I knocked the door.
I was greeted by a pitite brunette mid-aged woman, her black hair held up in a tight bun and her face holding the same warm wide smile that I used to like so much. "Kater!" She immediately took me in a warm hug and I chuckled slightly hugging her back as I felt the corner of my eyes gather some tears.
"Nana! I've missed you so much." I gushed looking at Matilda and she giggled holding my face between her hands as she kissed my forehead. "Me too, child," I frown playfully hearing her still call me a child even if I look like complete full grown up.
I hear barks from behind her and she moved slightly before Ruffle jumped to me making to fall down and started licking my face. I giggled trying to move him from me but he just continued making me to laugh. "Ruffle...stop...it...your making me all sticky." I complained and it barked moving away from me.
I stood up wiping my face and gathered him in my arms. "Missed you too, boy." I snuggled into his white fur as I run my finger through it. He has grown since I saw him.
"Oh! Now what's wrong Ruffle..." I heard my mother rumble as she come towards the door and I let go of Ruffle as my mother come in sight. She dropped the plate she was holding as she saw me and immediately rushed to my side giving me her warm hug.
I immediately inhale the wonderful auroma she usually has and felt that I was finally home. I hear her sniff a little as a sob left her lips and I broke the hug looking at her. "Why are you crying?" I asked softly wiping her tears away. She chuckled a little holding my face between her hands, "its not everyday you get the pleasure to see your children nower days."
I rolled my eyes squeezing her hand, "why didn't you tell me your visiting?" She asked letting go off me, "I wanted it to be a surprise." I said innocently and my mother looks behind checking Daniella. Shit, I totally forgot about her. "Mum, that's one of my guards, Daniella. Can she stay here will I'm here?"
"Of course, if she's keeping you safe why not. Matilda you can show her where she will be staying will I catch up with my daughter." My mother says cheerfully and I nod for Daniella to go ahead.
"So for how long are you staying here?"
"Are you already chasing me away?" I joked while my mother rolled her eyes, "I can't see any of your suitcases." She says looking around. "That's because I never came with any of them. I didn't even know I would be coming here."
"What do you mean, you didn't know if you were coming here?" She squated her eyes for me and I shrug not having the answer for here. What should I tell her? That Roman was almost agreeing for a proposal for my marriage with a complete stranger to me that's why I came here to get thing out of my mind.
"Then tomorrow you will go for shopping with Felonope. You won't walk around with the same clothes in my house." She started to scold me and I grabbed her hand moving to her side. "Is Felenope here?" I asked her and she shoke her head. "She's coming tomorrow to talk to your grandpa and I know that girl loves shopping."
I groan slightly hearing shopping, "I think your wrong its Zelenopy who likes shopping." I rumble slightly while she takes me to the living room. Felenope is one of my closest cousins and she has a twin sister Zelenopy. While Felenope is sassy and hard headed like hell, Zelenopy is sweet and innocent like a fucking saint. Their father is a drug Lord while their mother is a successful business woman and she's my mother's sister.
It has been decades since I last so them. I left the whole world knowing I was dead so it will be a shock for them to see me especially for Felenope because we were so close when we were children before I came to New York.
"Why did you cut your hair and dyed it brown? You are a true blonde so don't you dare go around changing that." She mattered checking out my hair as she scrunched her nose slightly. "Ugh! Muuuum! I was trying a new look it doesn't look that bad." I whined checking out my hair and then hers seeing how it has the same colour that I had. Strawberry blond. Maybe she's right.
We sat down as another maid brought us some tea. "Uh I would love a glass of white wine." I told her politely and my mother scowled at me. "Since when did you start drinking? I never tought you that? I bet its that Roman boy who lead you to this."
"Mum am a grown up. I'm 24 for cry out loud so aren't I allowed to drink anything I want and Roman is not a bad influence." That's partly true because Roman brings the worst of me. "Oh! That I see." She says eyeing the pistol in waistband, "when are you going to let this all revenge thing end. It's not fun sitting around and waiting for an enominous call telling you your daughter was killed or dead. Do know how frustrating it is thinking that I might loose another child again and this time for real. It's as if losing you once was not hard enough."
"Mum...."
"No am not done, so don't interrupt me next time. When I thought you died do you know how I went under depression and then Zayn....he was the only person I was left with and then he left me too with that sweet girl friend of his. Do you know how much it hurt? I was even ready to die because I had nothing left for me in this world. And when you come back, when I find out your alive you gave me a little hope but you threw it away the moment you said your into this dangerous things. Kater, I spent all my life trying to protect you and your brother from this shameful world and this is what I get? This is what you do to me? Always praying that you will be safe and stop whatever you are doing."
By the end of her lecture she was drenched in her own tears, I brought my shaky hands to her face, my lips quivering a little seeing its because of me that she's crying and always sad. I know she's trying to tell me to stop what am doing but who will get justice for my brother, for Cammy if it isn't me. Hell maybe even next time it might be her or my grandfather or even my nana or my dog.
"Mum, please stop crying. It's not your fault that am doing this but I have to for my brother, for Cammy, for you. If I don't do this I won't sleep peacefully knowing that monster is out there plotting something against my family, he might come and hurt you even. And I won't sit around watching that."
"So what now? You're a killer, assassin, mafia boss?" She say sarcastically and I frown a little taking her hands in mine. "Mother, its not as if am enjoying it but it's the only precaution I have to take. I want to keep you safe, your my responsibility. If Zayn was here he would have done the same so please don't you dare blame yourself. And I know how to protect myself, I'm a badass. Roman is also there for me."
She looked at me through her glassy eyes and smiled slightly. "I just want you alive and safe. Please just do that for me." She pleaded and I nodded moving to her side as I snuggled to her. "I promise mum. Next time when I come here it will be when everything is over. I'll bring his head for you."
"Okey, that's creepy but the first part I hope it will be true." She strocked my hair and I chuckled a little closing my eyes. "So tell me. Other than the killing, have you found anyone special? Mmh... what happend with Quinn?"
I froze a little from her question and moved from her. "Mum, his an engaged man now, nothing can happen between us. What we had was a mistake." I felt a lump form in throat as I spoke those words and my mother brought me back to her so I could continue to snuggle.
"That young man might be different from the other normal people. He might be dangerous and merciless like what people say but he has a wonderful heart. He reminds me of your father." She says sweetly as if she's reliving her young moments and I frown looking at her.
"From when did you start to praise Quinn. The last time we had a conversation about him I could pratically hear the venom in your tone. So what happened because I know you, you never change your mind that easily."
She giggled a little forcing my to put my head on her lap again before she talked. "When we thought you were dead that young man still came for your burial even if he knew I would shred him into pieces because I always thought it was one of his enemies who killed you. And you know when Zayn and Cammy died he also came for their burial and took care of me when you weren't there. I swear I wanted to kill him because he was so persistant. Every second of the day he was always there to help me. Quinn is a wonderful man the complete opposite to what I thought he was."
"Mum have you gone nuts. When did all of that happen? Are you just telling me one of your many dreams?" I said trying to read her a little and she laughs rolling her eyes. "You don't believe me? Well you have no other choice. You know the days that that young man stayed with me he used to talk about you and I saw he still loved you."
"Well that changed, his engaged and totally forgot about me and so did I. So don't you even try to bring us together." I said narrowing my eyes for her. "Oh! This old rusty woman won't do anything, it's you who will do the hardwork." She hums and I frown seeing my mother is going crazy from what she's saying.