Mikhail's Bedroom•••
Mikhail stormed inside his room and was very surprised to find his child, sleeping peacefully on his bed.
No one dares enter his bedroom. Not even Evelyn. And that's why they weren't able to find her on time.
He approached Aurora quietly and heaved out a deep breath of relief.
He thought he lost her.
He lowered himself and picked her up from the bed. He carried Aurora in his arms and left the room.
He would die if anything happens to his little princess.
Marcello was standing in front of the door when he stepped out.
Relief washed through the man as he saw Mikhail with Aurora.
They walked back downstairs, Mikhail had Aurora in his large arms.
As soon as the maids and guards saw them, they sighed in relief.
Maya was still on her knees, crying her eyes out.
"You," He pointed at Maya. Marcello hit the girl very hard on her back. She winced in pain, looking up. "Come here."
"Si...sir?"
Mikhail shot her a hard glare.
Maya immediately stood up and stepped closer to him.
He raised his hand in the air, almost giving her a dirty slap but stopped.
Maya have her eyes closed, waiting for the big hit but seconds passed and she didn't feel anything. She slowly opened her eyes and found Mikhail red eyes on her.
"Take care of her." He had his eyes on Maya but it was obvious he wasn't talking to her.
"Sí Capo." (Yes boss). Marcello and other three guards grabbed Maya and started pulling her away.
"Sir! I'm sorry!" Maya cries filled the house until she was finally taken away.
"Mikhail, she's sorry." Evelyn said calmly. "Can't you just forgive her? I mean she-"
"One more word, Evelyn." Mikhail cut the woman off angrily. "One more word and you will join her." He turned around and went upstairs.
*****
Bff's Apartment**
Diamond walked in, looking so tired and stressed out.
"I'm back!" She announced at the top of her voice, taking off her shoes at the doorstep and then dropped her bag on the couch.
There was no answer.
She shrugged and went into the kitchen, yawning.
Ayden strolled in. "Look who finally decided to come back home."
"Hi Ayden."
"Don't 'Hi' me. Where the hell have you been?" He asked.
"Out?" She simply answered, pouring herself a glass of orange juice.
"You mean, you were out fucking."
"I didn't say that."
"Oh please. You smell of sperm." He sniffed the air then quickly covered his nose to prove his point.
Diamond rolled her eyes. "Stop being a jerk. You fuck as well."
"Lake. I fuck only Lake and not the whole world."
"Are...you judging me now?"
"Does it sound like I'm judging you?"
"Totally."
He dramatically bowed his head. "Forgive me, my lady."
Diamond gave him a weird look. "Wait, do you have something to say to me?"
"Do I? I don't know. I mean, how can I even think on an empty stomach?"
"Is there no food?"
"Did you make one?"
"Oh shit! I totally lost track of time. I'm so sorry, Ayden. Now I see why you were being such a dick."
"You lost track of time...fucking. Really?"
"Can you stop saying that? Yes, I went out to fuck. So?"
"You've really changed."
"Change is constant in life." She retorted. "I will make us something to eat real quick."
"Don't worry. Lake order some food over for me." He said.
"Oh, really? Aw, he's such a gentle guy." Diamond winked.
"Hey, don't think about it."
"You know I will never stoop so low to fuck your boyfriend."
"I can't believe you. I might have been able to believe the old Diamond but definitely not this new Diamond." He shook his head. "You are a complete whore."
"Okay now, that's very insulting."
"I'm being realistic."
"Fuck that. So, where's my food?"
"Your food? He ordered for only me."
"What? And you made me call him a gentle guy?"
"He is a gentle guy."
Diamond groaned. "Gentle, my ass."
Zara stepped in.
"Hey babes!"
"Hey."
They both blew each other a kiss, grinning widely.
"How was your day?" Diamond asked.
"Stressful. Where did you go?"
"I went to have some fun."
"By fucking a random guy, huh?"
"You mean a random man." Ayden said through gritted teeth.
"Oh, that's right. I mean, random man." Zara corrected.
"As much as I want to ignore the both of you, I will answer that question. Yes, I went out to fuck a random man. So?"
"Hope he isn't married?"
"How is that any of my business?" She scoffed. "It was just sex and nothing more."
"What's his name?"
"Does it look like I care? Come on guys, you both know me better now. I don't care about the names of the men I hook up with. I don't even tell them my name as well neither do we kiss. It's just meaningless sex."
"Wow. Look at what those worthless boys turn you into. I can barely recognize you." Zara clicked her tongue.
"They taught me how the world works, okay? I was so trapped in a stupid relationship that I forgot to tend to my sexual desires and needs. I won't make such mistake for the second time."
"Are you trying to say, you will never fall in love again?" Ayden questioned.
"Love...is a predator. And I am not ready to be its prey. Again." She chugged the orange juice and dropped the empty glass in the washing sink. "And who cares if I get into a relationship or not? After all, I don't need kids."
"Five years and you are still hating on kids." Zara muttered.
"This is no news to you both. And I hope none of you intend to give birth."
"Why not? Sean wants kids and so do I." Zara shrugged lightly.
Diamond stared at her, mouth hanging open. "You promised never to give birth to a child for my sake, remember?"
"Did I? I can't remember." Zara lied.
"What about you, Ayden?"
"Lake and I want to adopt a child when the time comes. Although, we are not thinking about marriage. For now."
"Wow. My best friends want to betray me this way. I can't believe this."
"Children are blessings, okay?"
"They are terrors."
"You were once a child, Diamond."
Diamond gulped nervously and sighed.
"We shouldn't be having this conversation. Have you eaten?" She asked Zara.
Zara nodded. "Sean brought me food."
"Lucky you two." She smiled at them and was about leaving the kitchen.
"I kept your own potion in the fridge." Ayden and Zara said at the same time.
"Aww," Diamond grinned, going to embrace them. "You two are going to make me_"
"Get away from me, you smell of sperm." Ayden stepped back.
Diamond shot him a glare.
Zara covered her nose. "I can't believe I'm supporting this idiot but... he's right. How many dudes did you fuck?"
"Shut up you two!"
*****
CASSANO'S MANSION
Mikhail's Office**
Marcello stepped inside the office.
Mikhail looked up at him, puffing out rings of smoke. "How did it go?"
"She's unconscious."
"Good. When she wakes up, send her out. Do I make myself clear?"
"Sí." (Yes). Marcello bowed.
Mikhail took a long drag and then puffed it out.
"What about the spy?"
"He's refusing to talk."
"I see. Keep torturing him until he confesses. Octavius is around and I know for a fact that he's hiding in the shadows." He clenched his jaw.
Five fucking years and they are yet to find that damn bastard. Five freaking years and it feels like the idiot doesn't exist. But that didn't stop Mikhail nor made him give up.
He will keep searching for Octavius until he finds him and make him pay dearly for what he did to his precious wife. And even if Octavius is dead, he's ready to pull him out of the land of the dead just to kill him over and over and over again.
"We won't stop looking."
"Hmm." He hummed. "You can leave."
Marcello bowed his head then left the office.
Mikhail's bedroom**
Mikhail sat on the floor, his back was leaned against the wall. He was holding a picture of his beautiful wife. She had a big smile on her face.
Mikhail tried to smile but he couldn't bring himself to do that. The guilt were still eating on him.
He felt so helpless and defenseless. He was drowning in the darkness and be doesn't care because he deserves it.
What if he'd lost his daughter? What if he walked inside his bedroom but didn't find her, what would he have done?
He's so incompetent and will keep disappointing those that matters so much to him.
Mikhail kept his wife's picture aside and pulled out a pocket knife.
His chest were clenched tightly that he could hardly breathe. He was desperate for air and the only way he could get that was by punishing himself over again.
He rolled up the shirt sleeve and stared at the different scars on his wrist. He has been punishing himself for over five years and doesn't plan on stopping until he gets justice for his wife.
Mikhail put down the knife and sliced his wrist. He watched as blood gushed out but he felt no pain...instead, he felt relieved.