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ictor's POV.

"Doctor! What's her condition now?" I asked our most trusted family doctor, Doctor Jason. Ella was currently under his supervision. It's been almost two days now but there wasn't any sign of improvement.

My princess was lying unconsciously on the white bed. Her body rigid and only slight breathing could be sensed, which was also in danger, not knowing she'd be able to make it or not. Every hour, every minute and every second filled with this fear. The fear that whether I'd be able to see her smile or not, whether I'd be able to see those beautiful eyes of my princess or not.

But then a hope would raise within me.

She's my daughter and she will be alright.

"Your daughter's surgery was done but the fact that whether she'll improve or not depends on the time period of her unconsciousness. If she didn't respond for at least a week then we are sorry. We can't do anything. She will remain in ICU under our supervision for this time." The doctor explained and I clenched my hands into fists. My blood was boiling and I wanted to snap that person's neck who was responsible for my princess condition. I swear I'd make them pay for what they did.

"Sorry, Mr. Victor. I have tried my best. I am so sorry." Doctor Jason placed his hand on my shoulder and I nodded feeling helpless for the first time in my life. I was helpless knowing that I couldn't do anything for my precious being. I could not lose her. I had already lost my one child and I couldn't lose another. I wished I could just take away her pain. I wished that I could replace her with me. I wished I could sell my soul to get my daughter back.

It made me angry knowing that I couldn't do anything.

I hated feeling helpless...

Damn!

"Sir?"

"Yes?" I asked as I turned my attention to my men whom I had assigned this task too. I wanted them to investigate this and give me the name of those bastards.

"Sir! We have spotted that car who hit the ma'am. It's owned by Harold James. He owns a workshop and has many cars. He-"

"Bring him here!" I barked as he nodded and left.

I will kill that man!

I kicked the chair in the waiting area as it toppled over the ground. I clenched my hands as my jaw tightened. My temper was rising and the beast in me wanted to be released. I have been controlling my beast for the last five years but now I knew it was going to be unleashed. It was going to reveal itself and I'd make sure that this time everyone dies.

"Roger!" I shouted my guard's name as he came in front of me.

"Yes, sir!"

"Get all information," I stated and that was enough for him. He knew what I meant and he knew clearly to whom I was referring to. He knew it all to what I wanted and what I was asking for. I don't even have to mention the name.

If this incident was related to that fucking Emiliano group, then I won't be having any mercy on them. Last time, I might have let them go but not this time. My biggest mistake was I let them go last time. I should have killed those bastards the moment they were on my mercy but I let them leave. I didn't know he'd establish himself back to the top in such a short period of time. And now if this incident was related to him, to their group, then I must kill them at once. It'd be a war and blood would be shed.

Xaiden's POV.

Our private plane landed in Russia in the evening. A car with black tinted glasses was parked outside and we made our way towards it. I don't know whether we were headed towards our mansion or to the place where we have to meet the other group. According to dad, they have some information that might be useful for us. All he wanted was to find a way to end the Austin group and with every advancing step, a deep fear would build inside me.

My mind was constantly replaying those words that I heard in the hospital. My heart and mind both dwelling. My mind forcing me to accept this cruel truth that the person I love was no other than the person I was destined to kill. But my heart still giving me that light of hope that this might just be a mere misunderstanding.

"We are here," My dad said as I looked out to see an unknown place. We have never visited this area of the city and I believed we were here to meet that group.

My dad, I and followed by our twenty guards entered the office. On every corner, a guard was placed who was fully armed and were ready to kill on one go. The security here was quite strict and it could be sensed that any stranger would be killed at once. A person who would enter here by mistake would be no less than an open invitation of his own death. The atmosphere so dark, so vicious that it would suffocate you to death.

It all explained one thing that this group was also like one of us. This was a mob group and was a rival of Austin too. We entered the elevator followed by our two guards. The remaining would remain in the lobby and would keep an eye on the situation. In this world of Mafia, the word trust didn't exist. There was always a hidden snake behind every person. We must keep our guard at all times. The person whom we might call a friend was no other than the hidden enemy. I believed this so-called friendship with this group was just a deal and on achieving what we want, my dad won't pardon this group as well.

"Welcome!" The elevator ding open and a man around his sixties greeted us. He had tan skin and his face was covered with scars. One running above his nose while another one just above his left eye. His lips cut from the side while a deep scar on his right cheek. He was guarded by five guards as my dad shook hands with him. Without further wastage of time, he showed us to a room which was further surrounded by four guards.

We entered the room and sat on the couch in front. They offered us glasses of beer but we refused as we couldn't trust anyone here. The meeting started as both leaders shared their intentions and the main concern of both groups was to obliterate the Austin empire. The Austin empire was the biggest Mafia empire in the Mafia world. They had massacred many people and had many rivals.

"His daughter is his weakness and we have gathered some information. Here's the file having his daughter's information. The bloody Austin tried his best to hide her well by changing her name and identity." He smirked handing my dad the file.

"But we still found her."

On other conditions, this news would be like music to my ears but now it was no other than damnation to hell. I was praying inside that please don't let it be her and with every passing second, my heart was aching. I was feeling helpless.

"This file has her picture, her cover name and now it will be easy for us to find her. This file also contains the information about her school and her whereabouts." His face curled up in an evil smile as my dad went through that file.

"Good. I am impressed. I am looking forward to our partnership." Handing me the file, he shook his hand with that man.

My heart beating faster in my chest as sweat beads formed on my forehead. My hands aching to open it up and to see whether my girl was that bloody princess or not, but the fear inside me not allowing it.

I know...

She is not my Ella...

Taking deep breaths and composing myself, I opened the file and the first thing on which my eyes landed was her picture. My heart clenched as I clenched that file. My soul tearing apart and it was getting difficult for me to control myself.

The picture was taken when she was laughing and the place around her was that cafe in which we all went together while bunking the school. I was dying inside looking at her beautiful eyes, her smiling face. My heart aching with pain and I felt defeated and the only question that I could ask was...

Why her?

I looked at her name where it was written...

Ellen Austin, known as Ella Anderson.

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