Tristan's POV:

I was fuming with anger, ready to bash the guy's head on the wall behind when a sweet angelic voice stopped me.

The guy was looking behind meat something. I followed his gaze to find the girl lying in a fetal position on the ground mumbling the name of the guy. I released my hold on his neck and he hurriedly scrambled to her and kneeled down beside the girl.

I could clearly see the fearful look on his bruised face. He stroked her hair looking guilty then his eyes blazed in anger. I could clearly tell he was in love with her. In the second, I knew I had found his weakness. I knew he would do anything and everything for that girl.

The girl writhed in pain on the ground while Gabriel kept murmuring her name in panic. He shook her gently, encouraging her to stay awake.

"Will! Come here!" I yelled.

Will and Nate came inside and stared at me in concern.

"Will, hold this man and Nate pick this girl from the floor," I ordered them.

Suddenly, Gabriel stood up bidding her from me with his body.

"Don't even think about touching her!" He warned us.

"It's better if you step away and let them take her with them!" I yelled.

Will took the step forward and Gabriel punched him in the face. He stepped back spitting blood and broken tooth.

"I'm going to kill you," Will yelled marching towards him in rage.

He jumped on Gabriel making him fall on the ground and fighting with him.

I walked to Nate. He was my right hand and the most loyal person in the clan. He knew everything about me and my history with Gabe Emerson.

"Nate, pick the girl," I instructed him.

Nate looked hesitant. "Can you tell me where are we taking her?"

"Just pick her before Will dies," I hissed and Nate picked the girl in his arms.

Gabriel looked at us bathing in blood while Will was screaming in pain on the ground.

"Put her down, bastard!" Gabriel said walking towards Nate when Will grabbed his ankle making him fall.

I could see that Gabriel was a trained fighter. He could easily take my few strongest man down. I knew Will would be dead if he received anymore punches.

"Leave the girl and get the syringe," I said to Nate.

He put the girl down on the ground and went to get the syringe. He knew very well what syringe I needed in that situation.

Nate came back with the syringe and I made my way to the Gabriel. I grabbed him by the neck and he started to thrash around but I knew he was weak.

"Do whatever you want to do with me but leave her alone. She hasn't done anything," Gabriel shouted in rage trying to punch me but I had his arms looked behind his back.

"Don't think for a second that I will spare your life. Your time will come. And she is your girlfriend, I bet she knows something worthwhile. Maybe I get my answers because you are clearly not willing to cooperate with us," I told him.

"I told you I don't know anything about a f*king chip. I have no idea who the f*ck is Gabe Emerson. It's your fault that you don't believe me," Gabriel shouted.

For a second I thought what if he wasn't lying but then I realized how it could be possible to not to know your family member.

It was visible how he was trying to manipulate me into believing him. These Emerson's bastards had the trait of deceiving people.

I nodded my head and he plunged the syringe in Gabriel's neck. Instantly, he stopped struggling and then his body went limp.

Will spat at his body in resentment then kicked his body.

"Leave him and get out!" I yelled at Will.

"I want to kill him. Why is he still alive?" Will yelled.

I marched to him and grabbed his neck then slammed his body on the wall behind.

"How dare you question me?" I spat.

He squirmed when I started to squeeze his neck. He began to choke him and scratched my hand.

"Don't touch him until I order you. And if you go against my order then your death will be inevitable. You know how I end the life of people who go against me."

Will nodded his head and let him go. He took the deep breaths then glared at Gabriel's body before leaving the basement.

Nate looks at me confused.

"What!"

"I don't understand what's up with you?"

"Nothing is up with me! Pick the girl," I ordered him.

Nate finally picked the girl in his arms in bridal style and grimaced.

"Tristan, she's burning, man," Nate said looking concerned.

"Take her to the guest room and call Dr.Michael," I instructed him.

He stared at me in surprise but looked relieved at my order.
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I went to my study and sat down on the chair. I picked the file that Will brought but couldn't open it. My mind was shifting back and forth to the girl. I wanted to know when she would heal and how was her health.

In my twenty-six years of life, I'd never felt that way about any person. Someone's pain never bothered me before. I didn't understand why I was feeling concerned for some girl that I had no relationship with.

Dismissing my thoughts, I opened the file and the girl's picture was the first thing that came into my view. She looked around fourteen in that picture. Her hair was in a braid and she had braces on her teeth. Her name was Bella Dias. She was seventeen and studying in high school. It was the last year of her senior year. She had one brother who is 12 years old and one sister who is ten years old. Her father had been working as a small retailer. Her mother was staying at home mother, she was a school dropout and had no job.

I turned the page and came face to face with her school reports. She was a good student with A+ grades in all her classes. Her files collected no information that she was in any way related to Gabriel Emerson.

"Then what the hell is she doing with him? How did she end up here in my basement?" I asked myself.

The knock at the door pulled me out of my thoughts and Nate came in.

"Dr.Michael came and checked the girl. I thought I'll let you know," he informed me.

I waited for him to tell how she was but he stayed silent.

"How is she doing?" I asked clenching my hands.

"She has pneumonia which caused the high fever. He said if the fever didn't wear off tonight than we would have to bring her to the hospital for proper treatment and care otherwise she will die," he said.

I felt my pulse drop when he said she would die.

"Let's wait until midnight. If she didn't get better than we'll discuss what to do to her," I said to him.

"If she didn't get better will you dispose of her?" Nate asked appearing nervous. I could see he was worried about the girl.

I slapped the table in anger. "I said we will discuss it when the time comes."

"Okay. Now, What are you planning to do with that Gabriel?" He asked me.

"We're going to torture him so he will give us answers that we want. That girl is his weakness and we are going to use her as leverage," I told him.

"Is she related to him?" He asked me.

His questioning behavior made me frown.

"No...she is not related to him in any way."

"Can I read her file?" He asked.

"Sure," I said handing him the file. "But I don't understand why you have a sudden interest in that girl?"

A tinge of pink graced his cheeks at my question. I unexpectedly became angry.

"Don't you dare to fall for her. She is not going to stay here for long, " I yelled in anger.

I didn't know who I was trying to convince, him or myself.

Nate recently turned twenty. Also, he was formerly a ring fighter and gym junkie. When we first met, he was only sixteen and a fighter of the ring. He was known for punching with rage so I wanted to fight with him. We arranged the match and he gave me a decent competition. However, I won the fight.

At that time, I had just taken my position as a leader of the most fearful mafia organization after my father's death. The fighting ring was one of the sources of income to run the organizations smoothly and look for a brave man. Illegal fights were arranged by the club, the rules were a simple fight and win. There was no age limit for fighters or people who wanted to make a bet.

One night, Nate was fighting and he knocked down my nine fighters. I was losing money because he was supposed to lose the match. In a rage, I went to fight with him as the tenth opponent and knocked him down with one punch.

The next day when he woke up in the ring, I asked him to join my organization. Since then he had been my right hand, my friend and my most trusted man.

"It's not what you think, Tristan," He said averting his eyes from me.

"What do you mean?" I asked. "There was f*cking blush on your face."

He sighed. "Yeah...maybe. I just don't know how to tell you this but I will explain everything when I am ready."

"Whatever, Nate. Just don't lose your heart to that girl if you've one."

He shook his head with a smile. "It's really hard."

I couldn't agree more with him on that. She had some kind of appeal that was making our dead hearts thump again.

Nate left the study and I stayed till midnight working and drinking. When I started to feel tired I decided to go to my room and get some sleep.

On the second floor, there were three rooms. One room belonged to me and the other bedroom was Nate's leaving the guest room.

I went to the second floor and found myself standing outside the guest room.

First time in my life, I felt nervous. I knocked at the guest room and when she didn't open the door I knew she was still unconscious. I sneaked in the guest room, feeling like a thief in my own house.

I went inside to find her lying on the bed breathing slowly, her face was pale like a sheet and lips were white, patchy and dry. Her cheeks and nose were rosy due to the fever.

I went closer to her bed and sat down beside her staring at her. I couldn't understand why she looked beautiful even in that state. My hand moved towards her cheek, I stroked my knuckles feeling her smooth skin. She wasn't burning like before, her fever was going down.

She let out a whimper and pressed her cheek to my hand. I realized that my hand was cold and she was yearning for something cool.

I let my hand rest on her cheek until it went back to the normal temperature.

Suddenly, she started squirming and opened her eyes. She stared at me in confusion then her face turned into horror. I retracted my hand back from her cheek and she sat up on the bed. She looked around the room in fear, scrambling away from me.

She picked the pillow and placed it in front of her like armor.

"What the hell am I doing here?" She asked sending daggers in my way.
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Posted: 18-12-16

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