Bella's POV
I did it... I killed him. My hand started trembling but I didn't lose my grip on the gun. Pushing him away, I pointed my gun towards him.
He looked at me with a perplexed face and my eyes swept down at his waist. The thick red blood soaked his shirt, and his hands pressed on the wound to stop the blood. I folded my lips in my mouth as I suppressed my tears. I don't want to feel sad for him after what his father did with my brother.
I clasped my fingers on the gun's trigger and pressed it, firing three bullets however Caspar dodged them. Rolling on the floor, he reached me like in a blink of an eye. I panicked and tried to run, but he grabbed my hand and pulled me back.
Slamming me against the wall, he wrapped his blood-covered hand around my throat and growled aggressively, "Why the fuck would you betray me?"
I wanted to yell at him about the reason for my deed but I wanted him to die without knowing the reason for his death. That way my heart would feel at ease...
"Bella, I'm talking to you... W-Why are–?" He couldn't complete his sentence as I felt his grip getting loose on my throat.
THUD!
My heart stopped for a second when he collapsed on my shoulder, my hands instinctively hugged him and I bawled my eyes out.
The revenge didn't feel like revenge because my feelings were not reciprocating with my thoughts. Seeing him in pain, also pained me. I couldn't understand this and I wondered if what I was doing was right or wrong. I couldn't help but ugly cry and call out his name.
"Caspar... I'm really sorry... Please open your eyes," I sobbed, knowing very well that he ain't going to open his eyes ever. I have killed him... The man who loved me was killed by me...
I became numb as I continued crying over his body, not bothering with the people who were clicking my photos.
"Ahh, someone is shot dead."
"Call the cops... I think it's this woman who killed him. See the gun in her hand," one of them from the crowd pointed out.
Two men stepped forward to get a close look and they were baffled after realizing that I killed my own husband. Caspar Mcadam was famous for his billionaire title and it took a few minutes for the crowd to recognize him and me.
And I, just like a criminal, sat there hugging his body before three people broke into the club with guns. Firing in the air, they distracted the crowd and ordered them to raise their hands and look down.
"M-Maria..."
I murmured under my breath after recognizing her and behind her followed Victor and Lucifer. They approached me and forwarding her hand she said, "Boss, hurry up. Hold my hand and I'll bring you out of this place."
"NO," I declined, pushing her away from me. "I don't want to go anywhere... Caspar is sleeping and I need to stay with him until the end..."
"Boss, come back to your senses. The cops will be coming for you anytime soon."
"I-I know but... I think I made a mistake. Victor helped me take Caspar to the hospital. He's still breathing," I panicked, trying to get Caspar to stand up but failed miserably.
Maria looked at Victor and Lucifer before ordering, "Get her before we all get caught."
I glanced at her through my shoulder and in rage shouted,"Don't you guys dare to touch me. You must keep your distance from me."
But my warnings were overlooked as Victor and Lucifer grabbed my arms while Victoria held the crowd at gunpoint.
I tried my best to resist however it felt like my strength was leaving my body. I was heaved by Victor and Lucifer through the backdoor of the club and packed inside the black van.
"Maria, hurry up. We must leave the country before the news spreads all over," Victor talked through the Bluetooth earbud and I continued struggling to get out. Irritated by my constant trying, Lucifer secured my wrists together in his large hand and frowned. "Did you forget what his father did to your brother?"
"Boss, how could you lose your mind and behave like the stupid lover of some enemy's son."
His words hit me like sharp arrows because he was correct. Right after signing the divorce papers, Lucifer brought me the archive case file on my brother's murder case. The case file was in the possession of Caspar for some reason. When I went through the statements of the victims and offenders in the murder case of my brother, I realized something shocking.
That my eldest brother, Olivier, has run away from home and joined the DarZ group as enforcer. He never returned home and soon got promoted to Underboss by Alden Mcadam. However, when Alden found out that his trusted man, Olivier, was the elder son of his enemy, he ordered his assassination without knowing anyone.
Even my father found out after years of his secret investigation into Oliver's death. My mother is still not aware of the truth and thinks that Olivier died during the mission.
My father used to mention Alden as his biggest enemy in the world and prepared me for revenge. I understood why my father agreed to the contract marriage and signed his subsidiary companies under the Mcadam group's name.
Sighing, I mumbled, "Yes, you are right. I shouldn't feel sorry for him."
Pulling my hands from Lucifer's grasp, I got up and sat beside the van's window. Victor was driving in the airport direction where my dad's private jet was waiting for me.
I would board the plane and leave for France. My dad would immediately ground me in his secret hideout place and I would have to live a life of lone wolf.
'Well, I would have agreed to live like that if I were not pregnant with Caspar's child... My dad will force me to get an abortion,' I thought, touching my belly. 'I don't want to lose my child... It's my husband's child and I must cherish it. I must protect it...'
"Is something the matter, Boss?" Lucifer, who was sitting beside me, asked. His eyes were worried sick which was very rare since he never shows empathy to anyone.
"Lucifer... I need your..."
BANG BANG!
"STOP THE VAN AND SURRENDER," I was interrupted in the middle of my sentence by the sirens of the cops' cars that were trailing our van.
Lucifer touched my face and gently said, "Don't worry, I'll protect you."
His words suddenly gave me flashbacks of Caspar. He used to say the exact same thing whenever I was scared or nervous. New fragile tears crawled out of my eyes as I covered my ears in annoyance. The sound of gunfire was constantly reminding me of firing at Caspar.
Crouching down, I sucked myself into the corner as I hid my face underneath my arms. Victor and Lucifer were confronting the cops and firing at them... They even managed to kill a few of the cops and I just sat there helpless.
'No... It's not time for mourning. I must protect myself otherwise my baby will be hurt," I mumbled to myself as I raised my face up.
Reaching my hand in Lucifer's bag back, I grabbed two loaded glocks and slid the other window of the van. Firing at the cops' cars, I cursed under my breath, "Fuckers! Must they ruin my mourning time?"
"Boss, keep your head inside, "Victor and Lucifer panicked after seeing me getting worked up. "We are enough for them, please protect yourself."
"Boss, please listen to them," Maria nagged. "We will be arriving at the landing sport in five minutes."
"Fuck you, are you sure that they won't follow us to the landing sport?"I scowled, taking headshots of the cops who were firing at our van continuously.
Maria accelerated the van's speed and replied, "In two minutes, a fleet of black vans like us will pass through us. They'll distract them while you board the plane."
"What about you guys?"
"Boss, we are trained assassins. It will take zero seconds to escape through their eyes. It's just that we are worried about you because the Chairman said to bring you back safely," Maria explained as she turned the steering wheel, increasing the speed.
I sighed and pulled Lucifer by his collar, bringing his face close to mine. I whispered, "I'm not leaving for France. Take me somewhere far away from my dad and this country..."
For a second he stared at me with his bewildered eyes before saying, "Alright."
Fortune Maria and Victor were busy, and as said the fleet of black vans passed through us. Jamming the road, they blocked the cops' cars while Maria parked the van in the tunnel.
"A tunnel?" I reacted shockingly as Lucifer helped me get down. I saw the plane waiting outside the tunnel and a few guards were standing near it. I shared a quick gaze with Lucifer and asked, "I don't want to return..."
After Lucas, Lucifer was the one who knew about my relationship with my parents and about me. Wrapping his arms around my waist, he pulls me back quietly and God knows from where he got the motorcycle.
Tossing me in the front seat, he got seated on the back and clenched his fists on the handlebars. And before Maria and Victor would notice us, we were far away from them. I could imagine their baffled faces. What would my father say after hearing that I eloped with one of my men?
"Hold tight, because I'm going to increase the speed," Lucifer said as he put down his helmet's black glass. I nodded and hugged him, burying my face against his chest. It was warm like Caspar's and I regretted it... I have ruined my life with my own hands... I should have assassinated that old geezer Alden, not my husband...
"But Boss, why would you want to run away from the chairman?" The question arrived at my face whose answer I didn't know.