Chapter 74 Deals Cannot Be Broken
Evelyn’s POV
For a moment, I couldn’t breathe.
My lips trembled. My palm went cold. The room tilted a little. I blinked once,then twice, hoping I was wrong, hoping the face wasn’t who I thought it was.
But it was.
“Daisy….?” My voice came out again in a shaky breath.
I staggered forward until my knees hit the metal edge of the bed. I didn’t even care that my robe was sliding off my shoulder or that my legs were still shaking from everything that had happened.
How is this even possible?
A tight, sick fear curled through my chest.
I hadn’t even looked at the hospital’s name when we arrived. I didn’t think twice. I was too scared of losing Lorenzo, too busy praying he didn’t die on my watch.
Never in my worst nightmares did I imagine they were dragging me into her ward. Into Daisy’s room.
“Move away from her,” I whispered, my voice rising without my permission. “Get away from her now.”
The men froze.
Then, Gideon frowned. “Ms. Martins…..?”
“She’s my sister!” I snapped, louder than I meant. “She’s my blood. You’re not touching her. You’re not taking her life. I won’t allow it.”
Silence slammed into the room that even the monitors around us seemed to hold their breath.
Gideon’s eyebrows pulled together, confusion flashing on his face. “Your sister?”
“Yes!” I cried. “Daisy is my sister. My only family left in this world. You’ll kill me before you lay a single finger on her.”
I leaned closer to her. She was lying on the bed, unconscious and completely still, her eyes shut tight. Maybe she had fallen asleep or maybe they’d given her a sleeping pill. I couldn’t tell. All I knew was that she had no idea what was happening around her.
Gideon’s face softened for the first time since we entered, but he still shook his head slowly.
“Ms. Martins….. if you take her place, she still dies. The deal already holds her name.”
“I don’t care,” I whispered, voice shaking. “Kill me instead. Take me. I won’t let you hurt her.”
Lorenzo moved small, just a twitch of his fingers, a shift of his head, before his eyes opened slightly, heavy but aware, glowing that faint dangerous red he always had.
His voice cut across the room, barely audible.“Enough.”
We all stopped talking and faced him.
Lorenzo pushed himself up straighter with the help of one of his men.
“Nobody in this room,” he said, glaring at each of them, “is sacrificing their life for me tonight.”
Gideon bowed his head a bit. “Boss…..”
“Quiet,” Lorenzo snapped.
Then he looked at me with softer eyes that I’m beginning to get used to recently. “Eve, how do I know that you are telling the truth here? How am I not sure that you are only putting on an act just to save the victim?
“I’m not!” I cried out loud. “I’ve been hiding her from you because you told me that you hated kids….Lorenzo please don’t let them take away the only blood I have.”
I ran over to him, shaking his hand slightly. “Please talk to your men to step back. I think this is a wrong room, no one would have offered Daisy’s life to you for anything.”
“Someone did!” He gritted out through his clenched teeth.
My stomach dropped. “What? Who?”
Lorenzo tilted his head as if trying to remember something before raising it again to meet me.
“Your uncle,” he said, bitterness twisting each word. “Charles sold her life in exchange to pay off his loan. He was drowning in debt. His debtors wanted his head and he ran to me for help, but decided to offer her instead, but he never told me the child isn't his biologically.”
My knees almost gave out. “No….. no, he would never. My uncle can be everything but he can’t.”
“He did.” Lorenzo didn’t blink. “He signed the damn deal.
Tears ran down my cheeks before I could stop them.
“So you were going to kill her?” I whispered.
“You know the rules,” he said. “Deals cannot be broken. I could only postpone it.”
The word postpone hit me like a slap.
“So Daisy still dies?” My voice cracked. “Because the devil doesn’t show mercy, in your words?”
“I am the devil,” he said coldly. “I don’t rewrite deals, Evelyn.”
A small sob escaped my lips.
“Then take mine,” I begged. “Take my life instead. Please.”
“No.” His answer was immediate and final. “I’m not killing you. Not today. Not ever.”
I clenched my fists. “Then don’t kill her either.”
He didn’t answer.
He looked away, jaw tightening, eyes dimming like the strength I gave him was fading again.
Gideon stepped forward, hesitant. “Boss….. we can’t back away now, she is the next name on your list and you need her life else we will lose you.”
“I know, Gideon,” Lorenzo snapped, cutting him off. “We are not leaving here tonight without renewing my blood.”
His men stood straighter, waiting.
Lorenzo lifted his head, breathing shallow but calmer.
“Go find someone else,” he ordered.
Gideon stepped closer with shock engraved in his face. “Someone? But, Boss….. we don’t kill the innocent. We have never.”
“Then today will be the first. Just…..just find anybody around. We need someone ASAP.” Lorenzo growled. “If I don’t feed tonight, I won’t survive the hour.”
It took only one second and his men vanished out of the room.
I held Daisy’s hand, whispering her name like saying it would protect her.
Minutes later, the door burst open.
Two men dragged in a young doctor, barely in his late twenties. His hands were tied behind his back. His face carried pure confusion, fear sharp in his eyes before they shoved him on his knees.
“Boss, we found someone,” one of the men said.
My heart dropped again, and I ran back to Lorenzo. “No….no, Lorenzo, don’t….we can’t do this.”
“Evelyn,” Lorenzo said, voice low and tired, “This is the only way for your sister to survive.”
I shook my head violently. “No. I won’t… I can’t.”
But Gideon grabbed my shoulders gently, not by force, but in pleading.
“Ms. Martins we no longer have time. If he dies, a hundred innocent people will die with him.” he said softly. “Help him. Just this once.”
I didn’t understand what he meant by that and I never bothered asking further, something in my heart broke, guilt and pity. My hands trembled at my sides, but my body still moved.
I stepped toward Lorenzo on pure instinct, touched him again, and the moment my hand met him, the doctor screamed.
Aggressive fire burst from Lorenzo’s fingers and the room glowed of orange color and the smell of burning flesh filled the air.
“No…..No….please. Don’t kill me.” The man pleaded continuously but no one came to his mercy.
I couldn’t look. My palm flew quickly to my mouth holding back a sob.
Finally, the screaming stopped and I gradually opened my eyes.
Lorenzo stood taller and steadier now. His strength had returned.
I stumbled back to Daisy, ready to hug her, ready to protect her with everything I had left, but Lorenzo’s voice reached me before I could move.
“Don’t,” he warned.
“You don’t have to bother about her from now on,” he said quietly. “I’ll have her moved to the VIP ward. She’ll be watched and protected.”
Protected by the devil?
The funniest shit I have ever had from him. Lorenzo never protects anyone without his selfish reason.
I should be arguing with him again, but I knew better. So I stepped back and took a last glance at Daisy with my vision barely clear and stormed out of the room without words and a heavy heart.
Immediately I got out of the building the cold air greeted me first, trying to calm down the storm in me because I was close to exploding.
I paced around the car back and forth, my heart racing like it wanted to break out of my chest.
Daisy was alive and Lorenzo was alive. But everything inside me still felt like it was falling apart.
I wrapped my arms around myself and let out a trembling breath.