I’ll Kill For you.

I’ll Kill For you.
Sophia’s POV:

I tuned in to the news channel but it seemed as though they were rounding up with whatever it was—the headline however was unmistakable.

LORD HARRY’S DEATH.

I paused, unsure how to react….

Harry was dead? “This makes no sense…” 

“What happened to him?” I heard Daisy ask from beside me.

“Let me search online,” Nick added quickly, already typing furiously on his phone. He paused suddenly and with a loud gasp, he turned his phone to us. There on his screen was a recorded video of the news of Harry’s death. 

Even seeing the news clear as day on his phone, it was still unreal. How could Harry have died? Seriously, he was involved with gangs? I could not wrap my head around any of it even though I knew exactly what kind of monster he was. 

Apparently, he'd crossed the gangsters he had business dealings with, and they came back for revenge. The news had said the police found evidence of his crimes; organ trafficking, drug dealings, human trafficking, underage porn business…. Rape. Fucking hell, they were too many outrageous crimes for a sweet innocent face like Harry’s it made my skin crawl with unease.

“Oh my god!” It was Daisy who gasped loudly this time pulling out of my head. “Check your socials, Soph! People are apologising to you for real!” 

I immediately handed Nick back his phone and quickly grabbed my non stop vibrating Phone. As I swiped to unlock, there were loads and loads of notifications….

They were apologising to me…. They believed me now…. Me. Not the lies and bullshit Harry fed them…. 

My eyes burned as my screen swam, emotions clogged my throat and I didn't know how to react. But one thing was for sure… I was happy, relieved. Beyond relief.

I didn't know how much I needed to be heard, didn't know how much the whole issue had weighed in my heart….

Just then, the door swung open and my eyes darted to it just as Sid and Ivan walked in. He had this look on his face that told me he had something to do with this… Or maybe I'm wrong.

“Uhmm,” Sid came to a stop looking from me to Daisy, to Nick and back to me. “What's going on? I can feel the tension in the air.”

“Didn't you see the news?” Daisy rose, jogging over to him with her phone stretched towards him. “Harry is dead and exposed. And Sophia, she's been vindicated!!!” 

Maybe it was because I was paying close attention to Sid's face but… I saw it, the slight, barely, smug smirk before he masked his features and seemed to be completely shocked by the news.

My heart sang as my eyes found Ivan's, his expression was unreadable but I knew in my heart. He did this. For me. It is crazy. Bizarre.

Totally wrong to murder but why didn't I give a fuck in this moment? Why was I so happy he went through great lengths to protect me? 

I found myself falling over and over again for him. Was this completely normal?

You know what? Fuck normal. 

I love this man.

“This is insane!” He suddenly yelled, eyes wide as he peered into the phone held in front of him. “This is damn good news. Good riddance, fucker!!!” And then his eyes met mine with a smile before looking around. “What do yall say? I say, we celebrate tonight!” 

Nick and Daisy were already agreeing when I cleared my throat loudly and said, “Ivan, a word. Privately.” 

His dark blue eyes held mine for seconds too long before he nodded.

Once we were inside his bedroom, I got the sudden urge to jump him, kiss him, do whatever I could to show my gratitude even though that meant selling my entire body, soul, inheritance to him. But instead, all I could say was, “Thank you.” 

His smile was small as he moved closer to me. “You knew.”

“I suspected but Sid gave you away.”

He chuckled. “Fucking Sid.” And then he held my gaze, taking my hands gently. “I didn't know if you'd be okay with it. I could have told you beforehand, but I was worried. I thought you would get upset that I killed a man for you.” 

Upset?

I hated Harry with every fiber of my being. 

If I had the balls, I would have killed him myself.

I stepped into his space, pulling his arms around me as I gazed up into those eyes I've come to love. “I could never be upset with you, Ivan. Especially over something like this,” he swallowed hard, eyes softening. “You protected me and if that meant Harry dying, then so be it. Fuck Harry, he wasn't a Saint any way.” 

“You've changed a lot from when we first met,” his arms tightened around me as his lips brushed mine, just ghosting over it, not quite touching it. “You're fiercer now, I like it.” 

I couldn't help but chuckle, “You do.” 

“Of course, solnyshko,” he sucked gently on my bottom lip before releasing and I swallowed back a groan. “I love it.” 

Well, I love you.

It was on the tip of my tongue to say it.

“.... And about your father's business dealers threatening you, I've handled that.” 

My eyes widened, a gasp pushing past my lips. “W-what? How? When?” 

He just smiled softly. “Yesterday.” 

My heart began racing. He couldn't have…

Fuck. 

I swallowed around the lump in my throat.

He really didn't offer them the kidneys… Right? Fuck, I was okay with killing men like Harry but…

One long finger smoothened over my brows and my eyes flicked back to him.

“You're going give yourself a headache thinking too hard,” he smirked. “I didn't do what you're thinking, no. I'm a bad man, luchik. But there are certain businesses I don't indulge in—I'm not saying what I do is legal or even better but I'm not trafficking humans or their organs. Never.” 

A breath I didn't know I was holding escaped me and I flashed him a small smile, feeling kind of embarrassed that I doubted him for a moment. “Then… how did you solve that issue?”

“Easy,” he said with a self satisfied smile. “I offered them something they couldn't refuse—”

I frowned. “Just like that?” 

“....but not after I'd tortured their leader to the point of death.”