Chapter 24: Chapter 24

Lorenzo.

My mind is not settled. I can feel something is wrong but I can't pinpoint any possibilities. I pull out my phone to text the girl I left at the house, but she doesn't respond.

Maybe she's still training. Or she is still upset because of how I behaved yesterday. I regret it. It's not her fault at all. If I didn't want her, I should have at least sent her away

I already took her virginity, and it's stupid to deny her sex now. Fuck, I shouldn't have led her on if I was not ready to commit to her.

I have never felt guilty before. I wanted to go to her the whole night but my pride wouldn't let me.

I try to focus on the meeting but I can't stop feeling restless. After minutes of contemplation, I excuse myself to call her. Bella doesn't pick either and it's more unsettling.

Is she okay? Did she decide to ignore me?

"Find out from your guys where she is." Hunter nods and repeatedly makes calls, but no one seems to pick up.

Without wasting a second, I rush to my car and drive back to the house. I always trust my instincts. And now that He is out there to hunt, he will stop at nothing to make sure I am completely ruined.

The first thing to catch my attention when I am almost home is the heavy scent of blood in the air.

My heart leaps in discomfort, and I try mindlinking her since we are much closer, but it doesn't go through either. I can't reach her. What happened to her?

"What the fuck is happening?" I roughly pack the car in front of the house, only to meet dead bodies scattered everywhere. The maids and guards are all gone; there is no single person in sight.

"They're all dead," Hunter says, and I rush around looking for her. I follow her scent to the house and the trail of blood leading to her room is alarming. It causes my stomach to twist painfully.

Goddess! If something happened to her?. Fuck! She can't possibly do this to me. I want her here with me, that's all I know.

I hate how she makes me feel but she belongs to me. I violently break her door and my knees weaken when I see the hunched form on the floor.

My wife is lying in a pool of her blood, her body shaking desperately. I quickly reach for her. I don't think I have ever been this anxious in my life. I have never felt this weak. The extreme sense of loss. The overwhelming urge to cry. I can't fight all these overwhelming feelings.

Fuck. I don't care about anything else. Just let her be okay, goddess. I will fuck her brains out every second of my life if that's what it takes to have her beside me. I don't care about being attached anymore. Just make her okay.

"Baby, what happened to you?" I lift Bella from the floor and quickly place her on the bed. She is breathing. Thank fuck.

"Call the fucking doctors, " I yell at the guards behind me, and it is as if my voice just startled her. Bella quickly blinks her eyes open and hurriedly scoots away from me.

"It's okay, baby. It's me." The girl warily stares at the people behind me, and her eyes turn back to her bloody form.

"Fuck" she mumbles and scrunches her face in disgust. " I will take a shower" I quickly lift her and head to the bathroom. I will do anything for her. Nothing matters to me anymore "It's okay, I can do it"

"No, baby I ..."

"I will do it, Enzo," Bella says, and I nod, taking a step back. She seems distant. Her eyes aren't soft anymore.

She must still be upset with how I treated her before.

"Check this out, boss." Hunter approaches me with a tablet, and my eyes burn when I see the contents on the screen.

"Have you identified the men?" These men were here when we left. How come I didn't notice they weren't mine and just left her with them?

"How long will it take to bring that bitch here?"

"Four hours at most"

"Make it three"

Fuck, the audacity of that witch. Who does she think she is? She didn't want me. Money was more important to her than Lorenzo.

She got the money; what right does she have to meddle in my life?

I down a whole bottle of scotch as I impatiently wait for her arrival. I am going to show her just how much I despise her.

Turns out words and avoidance are not enough to get rid of a cheap pest.

Hours pass and I become more restless. Bella stays in her room after the doctors attend to her. I will talk to her later; right now, I need to teach someone a lesson.

My jet lands and I don't wait for them to bring her to me. I rush to them just when they drag her out.

"Enzo. I am still your mate. You can't choose another woman..." I backhand her so hard her words turn to a painful wail.

I grab Lucinda's hair and drag her myself to the dungeon.

She doesn't know who I am because if she did, she wouldn't have dared to cross me.

"Tie her up, Hunter" I drop the bitch on the floor and light a cigar.

"Enzo please... don't you feel anything for me?" I stare at the woman the goddess chose for me, and all I feel is irritation.

I blow out smoke and take more drags before squashing the cigar on the floor.

I don't feel anything for her. How long has it been? Eleven years? twelf? I stopped when she marked him and his mark is on her.

The bond severed then. It's no longer there. So how the fuck am I supposed to feel shit for her? Furthermore, she's ugly as fuck.

"Choose how you die" I mutter and walk to the table containing torture equipment. " It won't be a quick death though. I want to take my time showing you how much I despise you. When I am done, you will learn the hard way that I don't feel shit for whores"

"Please...I ..."

"Death is easy. I want her to remember me for the rest of her miserable life." A soft voice whispers from the doorway, and my heart skips.

What is she doing here?

My question is answered when Bella silently walks to the power saw and instantly turns it on. I take a step back and let her do as she pleases. Her eyes are no longer vibrant and innocent.

They are blank. I never wanted her to change. No. I won't let my dark world consume her.

She is the only pure thing in my life.

"What do you want to do?" Lucinda shrieks as she fearfully looks at the roaring machine. My wife however, ignores her question and places the sharp edge on her right knee.

I smile when I realize what my little wife is capable of. Perhaps the universe chose the perfect one for me, right?

"Please I am sorry. I won't go near him again. I will never bother you again. I am..." Lucinda howls in pain when Bella cuts off her leg and goes for the other knee and delivers the same treatment.

"If you are a bitch enough, face me yourself and don't send your dogs after me" Bella whispers and moves away from the crying woman.

If she doesn't bleed to death. She will have long rough days before her. Those legs won't grow back.

I still think that is not enough. I take the machine from Bella and cut off both her arms.

"I want you dead but she doesn't. Be sure, I will make your life so hard you will end it on your own. Everyone who ever messed with her will know just how rough I can be. Let your friend know that"

She isn't yapping anymore. Only soft whimpers are escaping her lips. She was bloody and almost unconscious.

"Dump her at her pack borders" I nod at Hunter and walk out.

It's time to finally talk to her.

I spot Bella on the balcony and reluctantly walk to her. She's already showered and wearing a huge white hoodie.

Her hair is still wet and falls behind her back in waves.

Fuck, she's beautiful.

"You are mine, and I am sorry I arrived late" I hold her from behind and bury my face in the crook of her neck. Goddess! I will never get enough of this scent.

"I acted like a coward last night. Will you forgive me?" It's my turn to cup her face. The girl only stares at me and doesn't say a word. She seems sad.

There is no point in denying it anymore. I am deeply attracted to her.

"For how long will you keep treating me like shit, Enzo?" she calmly whispers and discomfort instantly occupies my heart.

My memories are gradually returning and I know what she means by her question.

"I am sorry" that's all I say because I have no idea what I should tell her.

I didn't know how far she got under my skin until that moment when I saw her on the floor. I might convince myself otherwise, but this girl already crawled into my heart.

I still don't know if it's a good thing but I won't fight it anymore.

I push her hair to the side and gently nip at the spot my mark should be. Bella deeply inhales and her body shudders at the action.

Goddess! She's always so responsive to me. More reason I need to make her mine before it's too late. If she carries my mark, no one will dare touch her because she'll have my scent. I will also easily tell when she's in trouble.

"Can I please mark you?" I whisper and wait in anticipation for her answer. On a normal day, my wife would have shyly agreed but today, she pulls back and shakes her head.

"I am sorry, but I am tired. I will head to bed first." Bella instantly turns away, and I watch her hurry back into the house.

Is it just me, or has something changed with her? Is this how rejection feels?