𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐒

Sixty-nine |Her revenge

•••ANGEL•••

My plan failed miserably. I was now tied to the chair looking at the woman I love as another one I used to love was circling my chair. Alia looked the same as the day I saw her last time just her brown eyes weren't as calm and warm as they were before, now they were cold, distant and full of rage.

I didn't know her motive. I didn't know what she wanted. I didn't even know how was she alive. I was the one that felt her pulse stop. She died that day, how can she be still alive?

"Let's start from beginning, shall we?" Alia asked with mischief in her eyes and smile that was very close to joker one.

"We shall." I said while glaring daggers at her.

"I think you remember my wedding right?" She asked me with raised eyebrow.

Of course I fucking remember. I was crying about it to Angelica not so long ago.

"Yes." I said not really knowing where she is going with it. I really didn't know what could have happened.

"The day where you took everything from me. I could have had a beautiful future with my husband. No Mafia, no killing. Just me and him, but YOU. YOU must have killed him!" Alia yelled as I was looking at her.

I was confused. As far as I know, you don't plan your future with someone who tried to kill you on your wedding day. Or you don't plan the future with someone who made you literally took your breath away on your wedding day.

"What are you talking about?" I asked with furrowed eyebrows.

"That day I was supposed to fake my death, to be finally free of Mafia and everyone haunting me. Me and Robert had it all planned out. The fight was fake and the knife didn't go that deep. It was sprinkled with meds that made me pass out. It was perfect." She took a deep breath.

"But you. You must have killed him, you're a monster. You took MY opportunity to have a better life and killed it just like you kill everything. I could have been happy! Robert would fake his death too because of the so called sorrow cause of killing me under influence and then we would meet somewhere together." Her eyes were red with tears as she was yelling at me, her voice cracking.

"Imagine yourself waking up after a little coma and finding out your dreams were crushed. You destroyed my dreams so now I'm gonna destroy yours." She said as she pointed a gun at Angelica.

"No!" I yelled at her fighting against chains that were around my wrists holding me still.

"Oh yes. I know how much you love your pathetic wife. I'm sure you planned your future with her too. I know I was always telling you not to become the thing you despite the most but today I don't care. Eye for an eye and leg for the leg Angel." Alia said as she reloaded the gun while looking at me.

"You don't wanna do this." I said calmly trying to keep my cool.

"Oh I so do." She nodded her head.

"But what's gonna change after you kill her huh? Nothing. It won't bring your husband Robert or what was his name back to life. You said you wanted to escape this life. So why are you still in it? Doing this? You could have run away on your own and find yourself someone or just finally have a life without being haunted by every Mafia. You could have that, but by killing me or Angelica or anyone else present in this room you will only put target on your forehead. You were so long in hiding like a coward and now suddenly you want to get yourself killed? That's not very logical." I tried to buy myself a time.