Chapter 85 Where is Heaven I
A young man, tall, with brown hair dripping water burst into the private building, carrying a fragile girl in his arms. Heaven.
Water and faint traces of blood dripped onto the floor with every hurried step.
Behind him, another man with curly hair stumbled in, face pale and eyes wide with shock like he still couldn’t breathe after watching the accident happen.
“Clear the table, Rayan!” the young man barked.
The man snapped out of his daze and shoved medical tools aside with trembling hands.
The younger man laid Heaven on the table, hands already searching for the source of all the bleeding. She looked like she had been through more than one kind of terror.
Her skin was ice-cold, her head bleeding heavily, her body limp and twisted… wrong.
He grabbed gauze, clamps, adrenaline whatever he could reach. His hands moved fast, precise, desperately efficient.
A phone vibrated nonstop on a metal tray.
“Fabian…Fabian” Rayan hissed, checking the windows with frantic eyes. “We need to go. The old man is waiting, it’s almost time…..”
“We hit someone,” Fabian growled, not looking up. “You think I’m going to run and leave her here to bleed out? We’re not animals.”
“We didn’t mean to hit her!” Rayan paced restlessly, hands on his head. “She jumped onto the road..out of nowhere..you saw it!”
“Doesn’t matter.” Fabian forced himself to keep working, thanking every star that the medicine cabinets hadn’t been emptied yet. He wasn’t just a fugitive tonight..
He was still a doctor. He couldn’t turn that off.
Minutes dragged like hours as he cleaned the wound at her temple and fought to stop the bleeding.
Rayan stopped and whispered “Fabian… Rodrigo’s people know this place. They’ll come for you…for us…any second.”
Fabian continued working.
“I’m not leaving while she’s dying on my table.”
Thunder cracked. The rain hammered down like the world was caving in.
Finally after what felt like a lifetime Fabian tied the last bandage and exhaled, relief sagging his shoulders. Fabian finally exhaled when the bleeding slowed. “She’s stable for now.”
He looked at her properly then, her wrists were thin like she had been starved. Her cheeks red like she had been slapped multiple times.
Something ugly twisted in his chest.
Rayan grabbed his arm urgently.
“Good Let’s go. Now.”
Fabian didn’t move. He noticed something else, something worse.
A faint stain of blood between her legs. His voice dropped to a whisper.
“Rayan… she’s pregnant.”
A gunshot ripped through the air.
BOOM!
Dust shook loose from the ceiling.
Rayan screamed, “Fabian! They’re here! RODRIGO IS HERE LET’S MOVE!”
Without hesitating, Fabian scooped Heaven back into his arms.
“Fabian, what the hell are you doing?!”
“She’s coming with us.”
“WHAT?!”
“She didn’t just jump into the road. She was being chased too.”
“So fucking what we are being hunted!” Rayan’s voice cracked.
“We can’t take some random girl..”
“I DON’T CARE! We are taking her.”
Fabian’s eyes snapped to him, deadly calm.
“Lead. The. Way.”
Another gunshot blasted through the silence.
There was no time to argue. Heavy footsteps thundered closer.
Rayan swallowed hard, nodded.
They sprinted toward the hidden stairwell. Every mafia family had a secret passage dusty, narrow, known only to bloodline. Rayan slammed the panel open, and they rushed through the underground corridor until it spilled into a dim parking lot.
Fabian carried Heaven like she was porcelain, breathing hard, heartbeat roaring in his ears.
Gunshots echoed behind them.
Footsteps. Voices.
Rodrigo’s men were seconds away.
They burst into the underground parking lot.
He hit a button; a black SUV flashed its lights.
They climbed in.
Bullets hit the car before the doors even shut.
Rodrigo’s men were already firing.
Rayan stepped on the gas, tires screeching. The bulletproof glass trembled under the impact as they tore through the underground exit and out into the night.
Minutes of heart-stopping chase later, Rayan finally lost them.
“We drop her,” he gritted out. “We find somewhere and leave her. No one can know where we’re going. No one.”
“She’s hurt,” Fabian countered. “She’s pregnant. She stays.”
“That’s NOT our problem”
Fabian’s tone dropped, cold and commanding.
“She. Stays.”
Rayan shut up.
He kept driving.
They shot out of the alley at top speed. Straight into the path of another vehicle.
A military SUV crest gleaming on the hood swerved violently as their cars nearly collided.
Neither vehicle stopped.Both speeds were reckless.Both drivers were running toward something or someone.Two worlds passing each other in the storm.
Maverick didn’t breathe from the moment the chopper landed in Ivory City.
He didn’t wait for protocol. Didn’t wait for clearance. Didn’t wait for anyone.
He drove straight home like a man possessed.
John could handle the report he didn’t give two fucks. Not now. Not when everything he did to her was replaying in his head, her tears, her voice cracking as she swore he was the only man she’d ever known. The only one who had ever touched her.
And he…
He had destroyed her anyway.
His jaw clenched so tight he could barely breathe as he raced through the city. He didn’t obey a single traffic light. He nearly collided with a black SUV and still didn’t stop.
He deserved to crash.
But he needed to see her more.
How could I not believe her? How didn’t I see the truth in her eyes?
he had treated her like nothing. Said things that should have killed him instead of her.
He gripped the steering wheel harder.
Today, he will fix it.
He would claim her openly.
Damn the consequences, damn the past, damn the fact that she’s Boyle’s wife.
He didn’t care anymore.He wouldn’t lose her.
He slammed the brakes in front of a flower shop. He got tulips and roses. The florist said women loved them, so he bought all of it and shoved the bouquet into his chest like it was oxygen then strode back to the car still in his uniform, eyes sharp with sleepless desperation.
Dawn washed over the mansion. Servants swept through the halls like everything was normal. Breakfast was being set. General Richard was returning today.
“Eva, we can’t tell them we threw her out,” Eleanor whispered sharply, gripping her daughter-in-law’s hands. “We stick to the story that she left on her own. Do you hear me? She left.”
Eva nodded softly, playing innocent and shaken while her mother-in-law fixed the last traces of their crime.
“Mother…” Eva began, but the ground practically trembled.
Heavy steps.Hard. Fast. Unforgiving.
The servants froze. Butler Rose paled.
“S-second young master… you’re h-home…”
Eva shot to her feet.
“M..Mave…”
Her gaze dropped to the flowers clutched in his hand, her face draining.
Eleanor stepped forward, forcing a smile.
“Welcome home, son. We didn’t expect you so soon. You are back a week early…breakfast is ready. Come join us.”
Eva took a step, reaching to hug him. He didn’t even look at her.
He brushed past her like she was a dust in the air, nodding at his mother, his boots echoing through the halls as he stormed toward the one thing that brought him home.
Everyone knew where he was going.
A maid was emptying the wardrobe packing Heaven’s clothes into boxes like the room was now unoccupied.
Maverick stopped.
The flowers dropped slightly.
“What are you doing?”
His voice was low, dangerous.
The maid froze.
“Where is Heaven?”
She stammered. Nothing came out.
“Answer me!”
Maverick roared, the force shaking the walls. The maid stumbled backward, trembling.
“She left.”
Eleanor’s voice floated in from the hall before she stepped inside. Eva lingered behind her like a shadow.
Maverick turned slowly, eyes darkening.
“What do you mean she left?”
“She said she didn’t want to stay here anymore,” Eleanor lied smoothly. “She needed space. She wanted a different life. I… let her go. Boyle wouldn’t have wanted her tied down in grief.”
“Why?!!!” Maverick’s voice exploded, “would you let her leave?!”
Eleanor flinched. He had never yelled at her like that. Ever.
Heaven left?
Heaven walked out on him?
His heartbeat hammered painfully.
She was still hurt and angry. Still broken because of him.
He would bring her back to him even if he had to tear the city apart brick by brick.
His hands shook as he pulled out his phone and checked her location.
Richard Estate.
He called her.
The ringing echoed inside the room.
His breath hitched.
She didnt take her phone.
He stormed past them, barely a glance at Eva whose face flashed with hurt.
“Maverick!” Eleanor called, fists clenched. “Where are you going? You just got back..you didn’t even talk to your wife..”
He turned his head just enough for her to hear the truth that would shatter her.
“To bring her back.”