CRYSTAL POV
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Once upon a time, I was the most loved one, but there was one time when, one thing that causes me to want feel bad, my mother was always there to help me up.
My mother, Bloom Gerardo. The mother of the most influential bussiness man.
I have always known my mother had things unknown up her sleeve.
That she was not an ordinary mom.
I had always thought she was a smartass. As a mother. What I did not know is that, she was an assassin.
A world renowned assassin.
Her name was Bloom. Even to the underworld mafiaso.
Only her took down the entire Japanese mafiaso.
It was such a huge history.
I remember my bed time story, she usually tells me a story, she said she read it in a book.
That a young woman took down an entire empire.
And she did this all alone,driven by revenge, she did not accept what the world was saying to her.
Nor did she back down because of her husband.
She became the strongest, fiercest and most renowned assassin in the underworld.
I remember I usually get intrigued about that particular book.
Saying the woman was a great queen.
But she did not know I caught on her.
She did not know I had came to understand she was the assassin who took down an entire Japanese empire.
I had always saw her as a queen.
Because what was what she was.
And that was what father, Marcel Gerardo, calls her.
She was his queen. And she will always be his queen.
And I am always called a king.
Mother will tell me to choose, which life I love the most.
"Do you love the story of the queen who took down an entire Japanese empire and became a feared queen or do you want to become a king like your father, someone whom great kings bows at his knee.?".
I had always wanted to be like my father. To become a king.
To have kingdoms, empires bow down at my feet. Because revenge mist not be driven emotions.
And if there is one thing I have been thought my whole life was,"Never allow emotions cloud your judgement ".
I never really thought this was my way of avenging people who betrayed me.
I had always thought it was my stepmother who betrayed me.
I feel so weak, what do I do?.
I remember and I can feel the his gaze, Klaus' gaze.
The way he stares at me like he was in love with me.
Like he would give up his world for me.
Since I was eight, I had always believed it was my stepmother who killed my mother.
Thinking I was maltreated as a result.
Thinking I was to leave my stepmother and stepsister, they are the bugs in my life.
They will stop me from moving forward towards my revenge.
It was not only my mother's words"Never be driven by revenge,that brings about emotions. Because emotions clouds your judgement.".
All of this, they feel so new, it makes me sick.
It has always been like,,I was missing something.
Some part of my brain. Yes! I was suffering from Traumatic brain injury.
But Klaus took care of me. Made sure I had my surgeries successfully and made me feel loved.
Made me his queen.
Showed me to his family.
Even his weakest and darkest part of him, he let me in.
And I have already fallen so hard for Nicklaus.
Which feels so pathetic.
He killed my mother.
He was the one who ordered the hit on my mother.
He was the one who killed the only person I love the most.
He was the one who ordered my mother's death.
The one who took away my everything, my world. My best friend.
What could I have done to him?.
"What did I do?. Why did you do it? She was the only woman who understood me for me. Who will always be there for me . Anytime I feel down and fucked up. I remember her. She was the reason I had to carry on living. Even when the universe took her away?. So-so- I-."
I am broken, totally broken.
"Please. Let me explain. Hear me out Amore". Klaus begs.
I stare at the his watery eyes.
He looks broken too. And I don't want to feel sorry for him.
He was a murderer.
No matter what, he took away my all.
"What?. What else is there to explain?. What else is there between us?. You're a murderer, you are heartless.Vincenzo was right. You don't deserve to be loved. Perhaps that why your mother left you? Was that why you were desperately in need to be loved?, so you make pathetic excuses, you use this men, you call your family. You lie to them. Took them in, just like you did with me?".
I screamed. I let it out, my eyes flooding .
Yet I could see that look on his face.
Hurt, desperation, need.
He took a step back. Looking betrayed.
What?. He was the killer here. I was the one who is ought to own that look.
He is ought to feel guilty.
"You_you never trusted me" he says, his voice broken.
"Boss_" Alejandro started, but seemed like he didn't know what to say.
"Yeah. Why should I?. Even if i ever did, you are still the same person, you only fooled me into falling for you".
I retorted angrily.
"So_you never gonna trust me?".he asks again.
Why does he want me to trust him?.
Why should I trust him?.
"Trust you?". I asked throwing my arm up and down.
"Yes" he screamed this time.
"Where has that ever gotten me?. You killed my mother and took away my freedom, my memories. And almost made me kill my father remember?." I continue, this time throwing my fist at him.
Hitting his well built chest.
"You-you made me like this, I feel so broken_ because of you?. Why did you have people by your side when you are the devil yourself?. Why did fall in love with you?".
I cried.
"You_you love me?". This is the only time he speaks, since I have been wailing.
Did I love him?.
Can I have faith in him?. Can I have faith us?.
Could there even be a us?.
It hurts do much!.
"Amore, please say that again" he urged me, I messed up!.
Why did I blurt that out?
"No, I don't. I didn't love you. I never loved you!". I scream, walking away from him, I ran back upstairs.
Leaving him and his underboss. Alejandro, and Grayson and Logan who had been quiet all this while.
Even Vincenzo had came to meet us here. But he simply walked away.
I had to walk away, I could not bare to see that look on Nicklaus' face again.
He looks broken, like he was lost.
I am about to open the guest room when I felt his arm on mine, I didn't jolt away. Liking the feel of his hand on mine.
"You didn't hear me out. Please, stay in our room. I will be completely invisible. I just did not want to leave you sleep alone, not in the guest room. Or you can sleep in our room, I will take the guest room, if you don't want to see me. But please, I am always here if you finally decide to hear me out".
A tear slip down my cheek, I can't think straight, my head hurts and this the exact time I need him most.
But I do not want to see him.
I do not wish to see those look on him. It breaks my heart too.
I did not reply, I only walk to our room, locking the door before he had the chance to come in.
I just need my time alone.
"Goodnight Klaus" I say in a hush tone.
"Goodnight Amore". He replies and that pang return, that feeling of running .into his arms.
I took a shower and sat on our bed. After wearing his shirt.
I just wanted his scent on me.
Yes I am mad at him, but I need him.
My finger graze the necklace he gave me on our first time together.
On the first time realized my feelings for him.
Three word, was engraved on it. All in Italian language.
Which I know their meanings.
"POTERE, FIDULUCIA, LEAITHA," ( POWER, FAITH, LOYALTY")
He has all of this, but how?. He is too young to own all this.!