Chapter 210
HOW IS HE??
‘I don’t know, man… they took him to an operation theatre. I have no fucking idea.
My heart hurt so fucking bad as I walked backward until I felt the wall press against my back. I had no control over what was happening and I felt like I was dying inside. I slowly sank onto the ground, holding my head in my hands, helplessly slumping to the cold, hard floor. Every breath felt like a stabbing wound in my chest.
“You let him die…”
I frowned, my muscles tensed up. I looked up to a beaten–up Antonio, glaring at me through swollen eyes.
“What?”
“You let him die. You let him shoot Nikolai…”
I ignorantly shook my head, “He’s not dead…”
A relief… a relief that I’ve been repeating to myself, again and again, to help with the overwhelming guilt that crept up.
“Why didn’t you do anything?” Antonio asked, “Weren’t we supposed to protect him?”
I glared at him, he was standing against the wall opposite me, returning my glare with his own.
What did he want me to say? That for the first time in my entire fucking life, I didn’t know what to do! That for the first time, I felt myself to be the weakest man to ever walk the earth?! That for the first time, I felt helpless, powerless?! That for the first time, my limbs wouldn’t move, they wouldn’t fucking respond to any commands.
That I wanted to be the one on the receiving end of those bullets instead of him? If I could make it happen, I fucking would have in a heartbeat.
“He kidnapped you,” I stated.
He nodded, “He did…”
“He did this to you…” I said, referring to his injuries.
He shook his head, “No, he didn’t. It was that asshole Marco.”
“He had nothing to do with this…” another voice added,
I got off the floor and faced Vladimir, he had a plaster cast on one of his legs and had a crutch tucked under his arm.
It was a fucking surprise, Vladimir always needed a reason to bitch about Nikolai. He was never the one to take his side.
‘It was him, Marco, he planned this alone. I heard him talking to Nikolai, he was there to kill him as well. He wanted us to believe that it was
Nikolai and we did…” he sat down on one of the chairs, “He fucking played all of us and that includes Nikolai!”
My heart sank. My mind went back to earlier tonight when it all went downhill.
“You played me?”
“No, Alessandro, I have nothing to-
Chapter 210
“You set me up, Nikolai…”
“I didn’t…”
“You betrayed me… again”
My whole life people had told me how brilliant I was, how cunning, how clever. No one can get away from me. I had managed to do the impossible in the underworld, I had portrayed my family as legit. I have played the FBI and CIA like a fiddle. 1 was always in control, I always knew what to do. I always planned my next move. I was calculative and sharp.
But right now, I felt so fucking stupid.
How the fuck could I not know? Nikolai can never be this manipulative or wicked. Whatever he had turned into now didn’t matter because he was still my Nikolai. The Nikolai that I had known from the very first day I had met him.
Antonio and Vladimir were explaining whatever happened in the background about Leah and her father but I couldn’t hear them, only Nikolai’s voice resounded in my head.
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