74. The Outburst!
Author's POV
Arabella looked at the huge man confused. He was tall and bulky just like Knight brothers. His face was little round with toned skin, black eyes and hair. The face looks like a blood of Knight family but she haven't seen him before.
She tried to get off his hold but he didn't let her go.
"Your feet are injured, beautiful warrior... Let me help you!"
He smiled at her softly, his eyes had nothing but respect for her.
"No need, I'll carry her."
Arthur stepped forward but he stopped him.
"Chief, how can you work when I am here to assist you..."
He smiled charmingly.
"Relax, I've got this."
He started walking away with Arabella in his arms and brothers were glaring at him.
"Who invited this sugar factory here?"
Arthur gritted.
Oliver cracked his knuckles.
"You are going to kill him or should I do the honour?"
"Rose Ma'am has invited him for your wedding and some of his work."
Julie clear her throat awkwardly.
"And we all know how much she loves him... In fact, everyone loves him."
She chuckled nervously.
"Except you two, obviously."
Oliver gave her side eye and she chickened out from there.
"Who are you?"
Arabella asked him when he placed her on the couch in the lawn.
"Steven!"
Rose smiled when she saw him.
"You are here already, why didn't you call me?"
He smiled widely at her.
"Gorgeous! You steal my heart every single time I meet you, beautiful."
He swirled her while holding her in hug.
Arabella saw how Rose bloomed when she saw Steven. It was obvious that they have a great bond.
"I saw this pretty lady working hard and decided to help her."
He looked at Arabella.
Rose frowned when she saw her feet. She knows what must have happened.
"Julie, bring the medical kit."
Julie quickly brought medical kit and Rose glared at knight brothers before grabbing it from Julie.
"Why are you bothering, give it to me."
Steven grabbed the kit from her and knelt in front of Arabella.
"May I, ma'am?"
He asked for permission.
"Give it to me, I'll do it..."
Oliver stepped forward but Steven stopped him.
"Aren't you supposed to take care of your soon to wife? Leave this job to singles like us."
He chuckled.
"Sir, may I know who you are?"
Arabella asked before giving him permission.
"Arabella, he is my nephew, my twin sister's son. Steven!"
Rose introduced them.
"You know Jackson, he is his father... Steven is a sweetheart, such a sweet child... He is here for his some work..."
Arabella nodded in acknowledgement.
"I'll do it, please don't bother yourself."
Steven smiled at her.
"See, I know you are a strong woman but let me feel more stronger by taking care of you..."
Arabella understood that he plays with words but was sweet and friendly. She nodded and he cleaned her feet.
Rose smiled at them.
"Steven, do you know that Arabella is the best fighter we have now and she has the bike."
Steven raised his eyebrows.
"I am impressed. I had an eye on that bike but I am sure you are worthy of it. My Aunt is smart. You must be really powerful, are you single?"
Arabella looked at him blankly and he chuckled.
"Don't mind me, I love to flirt with beautiful girls."
"That's enough!"
Arthur declared madly and scooped her in his arms. Arabella quickly grabbed on his shoulders as he carried her away from Steven.
Arthur placed her on the bed and checked her feet. Both of them saw Oliver coming inside madly while pulling his sleeves up and she recalled what happened last night when he was mad.
She got up and tried to walk away but Oliver grabbed her arm and tossed her on the bed.
"What are you trying to prove with all this?"
He grabbed her jaw.
"You think hurting yourself will make me feel guilty?"
"I was doing my job, you shouldn't care if I am hurt or not... This is not a big deal for me, Sir!"
She replied politely but pointedly.
Oliver's frown deepened and hold on her jaw got tighter.
"If you have forgotten then let me remind you that this body belongs to me, my little slave!... And it's my business if you are hurting it."
Arthur removed Oliver's hand from jaw politely, not wanting to hurt his rights on her but he was too harsh.
"Who gave you the right to hurt yourself?"
Arthur started scolding her.
Arabella was trying to control her frustration in front of them but they were really testing it.
"Oliver is right, you don't have any rights on your own body."
He grabbed painkiller and glass of water for her. She looked at the glass which he placed in her hand and gritted. The scene where Oliver put ring on April's finger was still fresh in her mind and it was burning her from head to toe.
She clutched on the glass and threw it on the wall in front of them, making shattered glass shower the room.
Both of them looked at her outburst shocked.
"Arabella!"
She was about to walk away but they grabbed her hand.
"Don't touch me!"
She growled at them and they were taken back.
"I am a fucking fighter, not your whore."
Her eyes were red with anger as she grabbed their collars.
"You should be thankful that I once had feelings for you and that's the only reason why you are able to touch me but you have crossed limits."
She gritted madly.
"Go and marry whoever the fuck you want, I don't give a fuck. But don't you dare touch me with those filthy hands again which are touching other woman."
Oliver frowned.
"Now you are feeling offended... Remember last night when I begged you?"
Angry tear escaped her eyes.
"I don't know if you can't see it or you actually don't want to see it, and I was never so disappointed in you two... You are wrong, your every prediction and assumption is wrong and I am fed up of it... I am fucking trying to protect you and you are set on making my life hell."
She gritted.
"Arabella!"
Arthur tried to calm her down.
"No!"
She roared at him.
"You want to play? Let's play! I can get more dirty than you and now I will... I'll show you how to cross limits..."
She glared at Oliver.
"You lost your rights on me the moment you brought someone else between us... I never thought about anyone else except you guys. You think only you have mourned all these years. Didn't you see my state or you were just blinded by your own grief... My hands are tied, not yours..."
Her eyes held madness when she stood face to face with them.
"If I can kill a man surrounded by his gang within fifteen minutes without anyone knowing then imagine how many chances I had to kill you. But you are still alive, aren't you?"
Her voice was venomous.
"You didn't see that. All you want to see is your side and your ego... Even then I was a thing which you didn't want to share and even now I am just a thing for you. You don't give a fuck about my feelings. I don't show it, it doesn't mean I don't feel..."
Both of them were stunned by her outburst.
"Arabella."
Oliver tried to grab her hand but she jerked it back.
"No!"
She warned him.
"You have ended everything by committing to that girl. Now I have nothing to do with you two. I am ending whatever we had between us... I don't have anything to do with you two except that I am hired by you to kill people... And if you tried to do anything other than that then I'll kill you, I don't care if Rancho kills me after that!"
She was about to walk away but her eyes fell on the bed and her jaw clenched.
She kicked it with all her power and it collapsed along with the mattress. She broke the bed and went to the washroom, closing the door so loudly that it almost broke. They also heard the shattering of mirror inside.
Arthur and Oliver looked at each other shocked.
"We managed to break through her but at what cost?"
He looked at the mess.