Tainted✓

We meet again

Destiny is like a tangled ball of steel wires. The more you try to discard the layers the deeper it cuts your palm.

It unfolds itself in miraculous ways... Always remaining unpredictable.

Those sweet words refused to befall on Karma's ears, a ringing sound filling it instead and she froze unable to comprehend day and night when she saw Alaric wrapping his arm around the petite waist of a brunette.

Bile rose her throat when Alaric's lips made contact with her cheek in what was meant to be a kiss.

But those wild honey coloured irises of the woman remained focused searching for something, securing the perimeter from her gaze.

"Karma" and only when Alistair came infront of her, clutching her face in his palm looking at her worriedly she realised that unknown to her crystal pearls were dribbling down her porcelain cheeks.

"That's my sister...... That's my elder sister Violet."

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Cassius was guided inside a well furnished cabin maintained with perfect temperatures, neither warm nor too frosty to cause discomfort.

His Son and Violet followed behind. If Cassius trusted one person besides Alaric... It had to be the girl.

She had remained beside his son like a shadow helping to dodge all the accusations thrown his way by protecting him to the best of her abilities.

She believed that his son was a kind human being who was trapped in those circumstances because of the people who hated him and wanted revenge from Cassius by destroying their family name.

With the honour of being one of the best lawyers in states, there was no competition to Violet. If it was not her Cassius and his son would have been rotting in the prison for all their lives but Violet saved them every time presenting such powerful facts and resources that she could not be denied.

Cassius wanted Violet to be his son's wife and Alaric too didn't had any issues with it. Till she blindly followed him, it would be perfectly alright.

Alaric coughed trying to wake his father from the open eyed dream he was fantasizing about. The doors were opened and a man followed by two guards entered, his eyes intensifying on the father son duo.

The trio stood up in respect as Alistair nodded in a calm manner as if his hard was not holding a gun inside his jacket.

"Mr Alessandro, it's our honour meeting you. I am Cassius Lockwood and this is my son Alaric Weston and his girlfriend Violet Develle."

Cassius laced his tone with respect and admiration while the other two people present watched the interaction warily.

To give such privileges and make their name family spotless was not a small favour that can be returned.

It was a task presumably done to establish complete control over their business and Alaric was extremely paranoid...it was as if he could sense the threatning aura trying to diminish his world and cease his existence all together.

"Interesting....." Alistair tilted his head a bit watching the electric blue eyed monster.

The gaze made Alaric uncomfortable in ways he could not decipher... something extremely disturbing seemed to be swirling in the dark depths of his murky irises.

Absolutely worthless

A whore and nothing much.

"Greetings Mr Cassius, kindly have a seat." All of them seated and Alistair comfortably laid back on his emperor chair.