Chapter 86 The mistake
LISA
Despite knowing who he was and why he'd come for me, as soon as his feet thudded while he landed in my room from the window, I staggered and almost fell backward because I'd lost my balance briefly. I'd been impatiently expecting him for the past few days, but his presence startled me still and my feet betrayed me by turning into jelly underneath me as I took in his physique.
He took a more defensive stance on seeing me lose my balance so suddenly and I assumed that he'd mistaken my staggering for an attempt to try and call for help. On instinct, he moved dangerously closer to me and my heart got stuck in my throat as he approached me angrily.
"Don't you dare try to call for help" He said in an unusually dark and authoritative tone that made chills run through my spine especially since I knew that his displeasure was directed at me, even though I deserved it- it still stung like crazy having experienced it now.
"I wasn't trying to call for help, I swear" I barely choked out the words as I tried to regain my balance in the spot where I stood, it took a lot of focus to keep myself grounded while my whole world was collapsing underneath me- how on earth could I possibly explain that to him right now?
"You might've made countless mistakes in life, but you've officially just made the biggest mistake of your entire life." He disregarded my earlier response and went on about mistakes which sincerely had me confused but I made sure I kept mute because I didn't want to upset him any further by asking nonsensical questions, especially since he was here to get revenge for what I'd done to him. "Your worst mistake wasn't even betraying me, that's the least in comparison to not finishing the job you started. You had the audacity to spare my life? You should've done yourself a huge favor and killed me when you had the chance to His eyes had darkened mysteriously while he spoke and I was too dumbfounded to reply, I knew that he would take his revenge on me and I needed him to do it because he didn't deserve what I'd put him through but guilt and shame overwhelmed me and made me speechless while he spoke.
"I didn't-" I began to plead my case when I felt a sudden hit and everything became dark as I'd blacked out. I had begun to slowly awaken but I was too weak to move or take note of my surroundings, everything seemed to be moving too fast for me to have possibly caught up. My head was throbbing painfully and my eyes were heavy as though the weight of the world rested on them, my joints hurt gingerly as well and my mind was a mess. Everything that happened for the next few hours seemed to have gone by in a blur, I could feel movement but I had no idea where I was being taken to. At some point, I felt strong hands lifting me onto a surface that must've been the floor of a moving vehicle because it took off the second the door was shut after I was hauled in. After a while, I felt a little sick to my stomach because we seemed to be in a moving aircraft and the random movements upset my empty stomach and aching body.
Axel must've truly hated me for having placed me in a moving aircraft without my meds or any prior preparation. He knew how I'd usually get motion sickness while flying and it would lead to nausea, dizziness, and vomiting if it was intense. Luckily, my stomach had been practically empty for days so I had no food to throw up but the dizziness overwhelmed me like a sleep spell had been placed on me and I felt myself struggling between sleeping and staying awake for a while.
After all that busy movement and my battle with motion sickness, I must've fallen into a deep sleep because I had no memory of what had happened next. After what felt like forever, I woke up feeling extremely shitty and reminded myself instantly that I deserved every single thing that was being done to me, I deserved to be punished to his satisfaction.
When I had finally gained full consciousness, I found myself in a strange bed and an unfamiliar room as well. As I sat up in bed, I noticed that Axel hadn't bound my hands and it made me worry that he was going soft on me for some reason, I didn't deserve any pity from him and I should be treated like any random person who'd dare to go against him. I scoffed as I wiggled my free wrists and
moved to the edge of the bed to sit properly.
I began to inspect the room I had been placed in, and everything seemed bland and unfamiliar. It hardly had any color and it felt as though it was specifically made to drain all the color from a person's soul- luckily, after the shit, I'd pulled on Axel, there was no color left in my soul for this dreadful room to drain. Despite the unremarkable color and the bland feel of the room, it was surprisingly neat for what should've been as rusty and dirty as a holding cell for prisoners like me who'd done horrible things. I really hoped that Axel wasn't going easy on me because he'd loved me, I didn't deserve
Pity, did I plan to accept it?
I heard loud footsteps approaching quickly and in no time, the door of the room where I was in had been flung open to reveal Axel. As soon as I saw him, my legs turned into jelly again while guilt and shame overwhelmed me at the thought of how I'd betrayed him. He looked breathtaking as he stood before me despite the stern look on his face and I knew that I'd truly lost the only good thing in my
life.
He was the one man that knew everything about me and loved me deeply despite that, he didn't care about my flaws, family history, or my past. Axel was the true definition of unconditional love, the type that comes at you with a force so beautiful and sincere that it almost feels unreal. He gave me everything and more that women could've ever asked for and he only demanded love back, nothing
else.
Axel was my shield despite knowing that I was a skilled assassin, he treated me like the most fragile thing to have ever graced the earth and he looked at me as though he'd never come across feisty like mine. He made me believe that true love existed and it was possible to experience it, and I repaid him with betrayal despite knowing all of that. What's even worse is that I betrayed him for my family that had never shown me any real love. From birth they had made me feel like I had to constantly prove myself to them to get the faintest show of pride or affection in return. With Axel, I just had to be myself whether it was being vulnerable or being the strong woman that toxic cycles had nurtured me into, he was accepting of every single rough crack that made me who I was and he never made me doubt his love for me, instead, he constantly proved it and swept me off my feet with beautiful gestures.
How could I have given all of that up for a family that didn't give a shit about me except when I was of use to them? Now, I sat here in a room located in the middle of nowhere and I knew they hadn't even noticed my absence yet despite all I'd sacrificed for them recently. I was ashamed of myself, and my poorly thought-out decisions and I hated myself even more as I watched him act so coldly
toward me.
I looked up at him.again and I noticed that he had come in with a food tray in his hands and my heart sank at the thought of him still bothering to feed me despite how cruel and unfair I'd been to him. He was clad in clothes I'd never seen him in, it appeared to have an armored vest that contained several weapons for self-defense and a logo that carried his family's crest as well. Even his facial expressions seemed foreign to me, I'd never seen him in his element as a mafia don and it scared me a little to be the target of his anger and frustration this time around.
As I took in his appearance further, I noticed that he almost looked nothing like the man I'd fallen in love with while he covered above me like I was a stranger to him. It seemed like this man before I was out for blood and nothing else mattered to him at this point and it hurt me to know that I made him this way- at least right now. I didn't want to keep staring at him like he was a weird-looking clown at a children's party so I spoke up instead.
"You should've bound my arms even though I was unconscious earlier, I'm a prisoner aren't I?" I managed to ask him but he simply ignored me, walked past me like I didn't exist and dropped the tray
on the table beside the mattress, and turned away to leave the room.
"If you brought me to this secluded area as a prisoner, feeding me shouldn't be a priority of yours, don't you think?" I asked again right before he reached the door of the room, he halted but he didn't turn back to face me and I knew I'd at least gotten his attention this time around.
"I always feed my prisoners because they'll be needing all the energy and strength they can possibly gather for the ordeal ahead, don't flatter yourself" He replied in a deep, low voice and scoffed
before he opened the door and slammed it behind him.
Typical me, pissing him off even now.