BELLA.
"Damn, look at these ugly bandages on my body! They have done a very good job of turning me into some ancient Egyptian mummy!"
I murmured under my breath as I raised my head to see myself covered in white cotton bandages. I had a moment of realization that the doctor overdid it, I wasn't that badly hurt or injured. It was just small bruises and scratches from that bitch Nancy!
I tried to move my body but oh gosh, my body felt like a sack of cement. Somehow I managed to raise my upper body in robotic reflexes when suddenly someone had to come inside the room and ruin my efforts.
I quickly closed my eyes and lay there like nothing happened. I heard footsteps approaching and then someone touched my bandaged forehead.
'Get out whoever it is!' I wanted to be left alone, please leave me alone for fuck's sake. I wanted to get rid of the bandages on my body, I was feeling itchy and would scratch my skin all over.
"Bella," I heard Caspar's voice and my body became relaxed. Ignore whatever I was mumbling about earlier, I'm not feeling itchy anymore. I'm very comfortable in this mummy avatar, it is warm and protects me from the cold.
I opened my eyes and looked at him, though I couldn't smile or show any emotions because it would make me appear emotionally weak in front of him. And he might take advantage of me.
As soon as he saw me his face turned cold he abruptly got up. Coughing awkwardly he said,"So… I found out that man is your brother, Olivier. And it was Alex's fault for lying continuously!"
I remained quiet, and just looked in another direction. He panicked a bit before saying, "Although I have destroyed the Dior group and its business, I don't want to apologize. I can compensate you by handing over the ownership of Mcadam Group's Queen company. The company you funded and it's thriving as of today's date."
His words don't interest me. I know he was saying those words in some sort of pressure. There's no way Caspar would let go of his anger this early. I was dying to know but refrained from asking! Talk about a lack of communication…
'That's who I'm. I live for drama and I don't mind being called drama queen. Why should I ask him his problem when he's not even looking at me,' I said to myself as I annoyingly waited for Caspar to look at me even once.
"And I found out the truth. It started with my father's decision to murder your brother. I'm sorry not for what my father did because I think he had a reason," he continued talking. "I'm sorry for not listening to your side of the story, not believing in you. I never tried to know about your family and you even after becoming a happily married couple. I'm sorry for not being a good husband to you, I'm sorry for–"
"Stop chanting sorry, sorry. It doesn't suit you," I stopped him since it was making me feel guilty. "I was not a good wife to you, too. I should be the one begging and groveling for your forgiveness."
"I pretended to be loving you when I was hiding my true intention of killing you. I never tried to discuss anything, maybe if we had talked to each other. We would have understood each other's thoughts and feelings better."
Yeah I said it. Fine! I couldn't wait for him to look at me, I wanted this burden to get off my chest. I felt ashamed of myself because I once tried to kill him… and he forgave me.
Sometimes I wonder why he loves me so much. What does he like about me? People are right! I'm snobbish, manipulative and have many exes.
I'm nowhere near the definition of a perfect woman!
"Bella," he looked at me and called my name so deeply that my body felt the rush of adrenaline. "Let's get married, I want us to live together and grow old together. We now have a daughter!"
"Fool," I scoffed,"what about your new wife? Thanks to her I'm in this mummified condition! Can't even move my hands, LoL!"
"Should I kill her?" He asked in a crazy tone, almost making me jump on my feet.
"Are you mad?"
He sat down next to me and indifferently replied,"Then how should I deal with her? My contract of marriage with her is for one year! Before that, I can't divorce her!"
My face brightened up, I turned my gaze at Caspar and with eyes full of love I muttered,"So you never married her out of love? Oh, that's a big relief."
When I sighed in relief, Caspar smiled,"My heart belongs to you, how can I trust it to anyone else?"
Caspar's words were spooning me, his romantic sides were all flowers and chocolates. But I was mad I had to wait a year before officially marrying Caspar again and becoming his wife.
Why did you sign the contract in the first place? I became busy in thoughts when Caspar suddenly received a call from his parents.
"Alright, Bella," he said, ignoring his ringing phone. "I'll leave now, I have to talk to my father and mother. The soldiers of DarZ will guard your room since Erick and Alex are a bit upset with me."
"Alright."
I did nothing else and turned my face away when he suddenly leaned close and kissed my left cheek, surprising me out of the blue.
"I love you, bye. Will be back as soon as possible."
"I love you too," I said and he kissed me again before leaving the room.
When I saw him gone, I sighed. I don't know how to feel about it. We had such a furious fight and disagreements all the time. I was begging for forgiveness, asking him to listen to me for once and he didn't. However I listened to him and understood that he was not at fault.
"I feel…lost," I murmured under my breath, as the feeling of unfairness grew in my heart. "I never believed that I was such an understanding and impatient woman. I would have made him suffer for a whole damn year because what is this? Now I'll have to live like his mistress for a whole year and he will be roaming around with his contract wife Nancy!"
"Fuck it, I'm not going to live here. I'm returning to Saint Petersburg for the time being with my daughter and he should come to me after divorcing her, beg me and propose to me with a grand show to compensate for the damage done to my reputation," I cursed as I tried to move my body in robotic reflex again. "I have had enough drama already and want peace! Peace of mind and body."
'Peace, huh? What is that?' I asked myself when I saw my brother climbing up through the window and entering my room.
Caspar is fucked up! I completely forgot about my maniac brother Olivier who would not let it go easily. And damn he has seen me covered in bandages!
"B-Bella…? What…What the hell did he do to you?" He gasped in shock, his voice stuttering as he looked at me with his worried expression and hurriedly walked to me.
I rolled my eyes in frustration,"I'm fine. It's a bit of a misunderstanding between me and Caspar which we solved just–"
"Caspar! I'll not let him use you again," Olivier said, confusing me further. "He can't treat you like this. You already have me and I'm enough to take care of you and your daughter."
Forcing a humble smile on my face, I managed to say,"Brother, could you mind listening to me before doing anything?"
"No. You are naive and easily brainwashed by that bastard!"
Naive and me? I think Caspar needs these words because man suffered a lot because of me. And before I could say anything further, Olivier carried my stern body and jumped out of the window.
"Ah, brother. Why did you…?"
Oh, I paused when I saw a group of bodyguards standing down with a net spread on the lorry. Falling on the net, I immediately asked,"What about Karina? My daughter is still in there, brother!"
"Do not worry, I rescued her before you because I knew you'd never leave without her."
My eyebrows flung up, Olivier was incredibly smart. That very moment, I heard Alex's voice and after a few seconds cars started following our lorry.
"Here," Olivier said as he forwarded the rifle towards me. "I assume you still know how to shoot, Ishabella."
"Yeah, but don't kill Erick or Alex, brother."
"I don't know who you are talking about–"
"Stop pretending," I said as I rolled my eyes in annoyance. "Since you know my codename, you are definitely aware of Erick and Alex."
Olivier started laughing at me and ordered his men to stop shooting and call the rescue. Flicking my forehead lightly he chuckled,"Damn, you are fucking smart ass little lady!"
"Don't call me that because you have put me into another drama."
"Why? You don't like drama," he shrugged off his shoulders as he squatted down to avoid the approaching bullets shot in his direction.
"I live for drama. However I have started hating it since the drama keeps getting into tight points, complicating my relationship with Caspar every time!"
"Chats for later, Bella," Olivier said as he groped my waist and grabbed the ladder rope which was shoved at us from the flying helicopter above the lorry. "Now, we gotta escape from here."
I was baffled and didn't get the time to even shriek, and the next second I was in the helicopter. I blinked my eyes in confusion at what just happened and turned my face to Olivier. I asked,"Brother, are you used to doing rescue jobs?"
"Yes," he replied nonchalantly,"my job involves these types of risky rescues on a daily basis. You don't need to worry about anything when I'm alive."
"Also there's a secret you must know," Olivier paused as he looked at me stiffly. "I'm ANASTASIA of Hawkins."
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A/n: Anyone excited for Olivier's POV?