Chapter 120 The Plan
Lila POV
" What, you watch me?"
“Of course I watched you, you were a major part of this plan. I had to keep my eyes on you.”
I stared into his eyes, and the absence of an elongated pupil caused my heart to crack. Where was he? Where was Nico?
Nikolai leaned closer, placing his hand next to my head on the wall. “I bet your little brain is about to go into overdrive trying to figure all this out.”
“Just tell the bitch so that we can move on,”
Nikolai chimed in from the other side of the room and every time he spoke, my body shuddered.
Nikolai turned and glowered at Damon over his shoulder. “I think you should give Lila and i some time alone.”
Dear God, no. As much as I hated Damon, I didn’t want to be alone with Nikolai.
Damon shrugged. “Whatever and don’t let the fact that she’s breeding a bastard child fuck with your head. It just has to die with her.”
“No!” My survival instinct kicked in, and I glared at Damon, wishing I could skin him alive. “You are not going to hurt my baby.”
“Sorry, sweetheart, we plan on hurting you so the baby will be collateral damage.”
“What do you want from me?” I bit out between clenched teeth.
Nikolai stood up straight and moved back. “Let me explain exactly what’s going on here. You sure you don’t want to take a seat?”
“Fuck you.”
“Ooh, I see my twin brother turned you into quite the feisty one.” His eyebrows lifted, an amused look on his face. “Okay, then.
So here’s the story.” He started to pace again, but I decided that my attention needed to be on Damon. He didn’t leave as Nikolai requested, and he was the devil I needed to fear.
Nikolai clapped his hands. “So where do I start? Okay, so I’m not dead…obviously.” He snorted, and I just glared his way for a second before turning my attention back to Damon.
“See, when I found out about the hit your father had put out on me, I decided to use it to my advantage.
I let my family think I was dead, except for Damon here, and my mother.” He cringed.
“Unfortunately, none of us figured Dad’s heart would stop. Oh well, we would have killed him eventually if he didn’t die.
So I guess it worked out great.” He smiled, and when he noticed neither Damon nor I were smiling with him, he pulled his face straight.
“Anyway, as you know, Nico was supposed to kill you and your father but we all know how that turned out and I always knew he was the weakest link in this family.”
“So you faked your own death and what did you hope to accomplish with that?”
Nikolai walked up and down the room. “The plan was to kill you and your father after he paid the ransom, and then once all the dust settled, Damon here would have driven a knife through Nico heart, and I would pretend to be him.” He gestured to the side of his face.
“I even had a fantastic make-up artist in the bag, or should I say in my bed, to help me look like my brother.
I would have eventually pretended to have the scar surgically removed but yeah, it never got to that because you managed to hook your claws in my twin brother.”
I shook my head. “You’re not making any sense. Why would you want to pretend to be Nico? You were the rightful heir anyway.”
He placed his finger on his lips. “True, but see…our worthless father and his gambling addiction put me in a position where I had to step up.
If I didn’t pretend to be dead, Nico would never have wanted revenge. I knew your father wouldn’t give me the money I had asked for in order to assure I stayed away from you, so this was our only option to get our hands on your family’s money.
I pretend to be dead, my twin brother then demands revenge, we get paid, kill my twin brother, and then I rule. It’s simple.”
I swallowed hard. “Why did you need Nico to kidnap me?
Why couldn't you have just done it yourself since being a stone-cold, lying son of a bitch is your forte?”
That goddamn annoying smile that seemed like it was permanently plastered on his face grew wider. “God, I have to say, I love what he did to you.”
Damon snorted but remained still.
Nico sat down on the bed, his elbows on his knees. “You see, Lila, if I had to just kidnap you, hold you for ransom, and in the end kill everyone in your family, what would that say about me?”
“The truth.”
He cocked a brow. “And that is?”
“That you’re an evil, manipulative bastard.”
He shook his head. “You see, that is your perception of me.”
“It’s the fucking truth.”
“That’s it. I’m slitting her fucking throat right now!” Damon stormed toward me, eyes wide and evil. The look of hatred on his face should have scared me; it should have intimidated me. It was probably his intention to create fear inside me but he didn’t know that Nico helped me conquer my fear. He made me envision Damon face and feel rage and power rather than panic and dread.
I squared my shoulders, made myself taller, and kept my glare on him. I refused to cower but as he rushed forward, Nikolai jumped up and grabbed Damon by the arm.
“Did I not tell you to leave us?”
“I want her dead.”
“I don’t care what you want. I call the shots.”
Damon clenched his jaw. “She killed our mother, Nikolai and If it weren’t for this bitch, our mother would have been here to see this plan through with us.”
“I get that and she will be punished in due time.”
Damon leaned closer to Nikolai face. “Funny, that’s exactly what Nico said, and look how that turned out.”
Even as determined as I was to not show fear, shivers spread along my body but I tried my best to remain still as I watched them. They stared at each other in silence, Damon face clouded with anger while Nikolai face remained stoic yet firm.
“Leave us.” Nikolai let go of Damon arm, and Damon straightened his suit jacket. He glared my way. “I don’t know what the fuck it is about you, but I’m starting to think you have spell in that pussy of yours.”