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C H A P T E R 33

Elijah's POV

Several men attired in blue outfits with machine guns in their hands surround this whole place. On the other hand, our men also prepare themselves to shoot those intruders.

"It's my pleasure to meet you again..." An unfamiliar voice comes from the entrance door as two of my men fall on the floor due to bullets in their chests.

He starts coming closer towards us as his face comes under our eye's visualisation. He has raven hair, dark hazel eyes and a pointed jaw. His movement is like a poisonous snake whose poison can rot this whole world. In those hazel eyes, there is a deep mystery with rage, anger, pain and revenge but one thing is pretty sure he is our enemy.

"Damon..." My mom says in a shocking tone, putting her hands on her mouth. "But how is this possible? I thought you were dead."

"What are you doing here?" Dad barks. "It is impossible because as much as I remember I killed you twenty-five years ago."

"So, you are that Damon guy Dad was talking about..." I whisper slowly.

"Are all of you done with your drama?" He says in a husky and dangerous voice. "I may look like your lovely enemy Damon but I'm not Damon. Do I look that old to you?"

"Then, who are you?" I ask impatiently.

"I'm Callan, Damon's son."

"Impossible! We already know that Damon was infertile. He can't be a father. So, don't you dare to lie to us?" I say, grabbing his collar angrily.

"SPIT IT OUT! WHO ARE YOU?" I yell, shaking his whole body.

"Chill, Dude. Do you think that I would lie to you in this so-called serious moment?" He smirks. "And for that infertile case, it's a half-truth. My dear father had surgery to cure this illness. So, here I am in front of you, the result of my mother and father's mistake."

I throw him on the floor abruptly which makes one of his men kill my other two men.

"This shit is getting boring. So, let's get on the point." He says, getting up from the floor and then dusting his clothes. "Shouldn't I?"

I roll my eyes at his remark. "Ok. Ok. I can understand that it's getting boring for you too. So, let's get to the point." His usual smirk grows big.

"You should be careful, Mr Veneto. Don't you think you should look around if anyone is missing?" He murmurs slowly as he comes closer to me.

I look around carefully. Everyone is here. Mom, Dad, Sin, Lara and Cole. But wait! Where is Avery? She was with Mom a few minutes ago.

"It seems like you are trying to find your lover. Don't you?" Callan says with a wink.

"WHERE IS SHE? I SWEAR IF YOU HURT A HAIR ON HER HEAD, THEN I WILL-"

"-SHUT UP!" He yells, cutting me off. "Your constant chatting and threats are only pissing me off."

"Don't you dare to order me!" I say, taking my gun from my pocket and pointing it to Callan's head. "Tell me! Where is she?"

"You better tell us, Callan or you won't make it out alive from here," Dad says, taking his gun from his pocket and pulls the trigger due to which the bullet goes through Callan's leg.

This sudden attack on Callan alerts his men and they start shooting from their machine guns here and there. People in the hall start panicking. Our men also start shooting due to which all of our guests go out of the villa through the back door. Mom also takes Lara out because we can't risk Lara's pregnancy. After a while, everyone stops.

Now, here are Cole, Dad and me with our men. My gun is still pointing at Callan's head.

"Shoot me and your family will die," Callan says, without a hint of fear on his face.

"What do you want?" I ask, raising my eyebrows at him.

"It's very simple. Give me the ownership of the Italian Mafia, Mala Del Brenta, then I'll leave everyone including your precious girlfriend."

"Do you think that I'm that foolish to give you Mala Del Brenta? Get the fuck out of your dream."

"As your wish..." With these words, he takes his gun out of his pocket but before he can pull the trigger, I tackle him to the ground.

"Attack..." I hiss slowly enough to hear my men. They nod their heads in unison and aim their guns at our enemies. Dad and Cole also start firing at them.

As everyone is getting engaged in fighting others, I take this as a good chance and snatch the gun from Callan's hand. Getting mad due to my move, he raises his fist and tries to punch me but I dodge myself accurately.

However, my gun also slips from my hand somehow. So, I try to take it from the floor but Callan kicks in my stomach which makes me fall on the floor hastily. Getting up from the floor, I raise my fist and punch directly in his face, making his nose bleed.

"YOU, SON OF A BITCH!" He yells, throwing punches back at me but it didn't affect me much.

"It seems you haven't done any combat practice in your life," I smirk, wiping a little flowing blood from my lips through my thumb. "Let me teach you, Amateur!"

"Elijah, I'll take care of him. Go and save Avery." Dad says, coming towards me. "I have already informed some of our hackers to find Avery's location."

"But Dad..."

"Go now!"

I nod but as I try to run away, Callan shoots in my right arm somehow. Seeing this, Dad grabs Callan by the throat and throws him on the floor. However, I still manage to get away from there.

Wait for me, Principessa.

I'm coming.

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Avery's POV

The last thing I remember is drinking white wine which caused darkness in front of my eyes. I don't remember what happened after that but all I can feel is a huge headache.

I can't move my body as it feels like I'm tied somewhere. I slowly open my eyes as a dim light flickers my eyes. I jerk a little but I keep my eyes open.

As soon as I identify the surroundings around me, I can feel that this is not Elijah's Villa. I'm somewhere else.

Dust, cobwebs, sheets on furniture, broken tables, chairs, windows, lamps, peeling wallpaper, gaps in the floorboards, holes in the walls is all I can see in front of my eyes. A huge chandelier is spiralled across the ceiling with a broken string of crystals and flickering lights.

Suddenly, A shadow flickers at the corner of my vision. I freeze, and as I keep tied on a steel chair there. I catch a woody scent lingering in the air. Tobacco smoke? A shiver curl through the hairs on the back of my neck then cascades down my backbone. I've never been this scared and frustrated in my whole life but today is an exception.

"It seems like Miss Universe has woken up." A familiar unpleasant voice comes from that shadow in that little darkness.

"Who are you?" I say, gulping under my throat.

"It's a shame that you forgot your old lover so soon..."

When he mentions an old lover, I understand all at once. It's him. I see that the shadow is coming closer to me. As one of the flickering lights falls upon him, the darkness that is showing his shadow disappears. I can never have those aqua blue eyes and chestnut brown hair.

Maxim Petrova.

That motherfucker is back.

"What do you want?" I ask in a cold and husky tone.

"You. I want you." He smirks, coming closer to me.

"IN YOUR DREAMS!" I yell angrily.

"You bitch..." He whispers slowly as he slaps right against my face. "I think I should teach you a lesson so that you won't disobey me in future."

He starts untying my ropes as I watch him in horror. He grabs my arm in a tight grip and yanks me upward. Somehow, I manage to stand up on my legs but suddenly I start feeling a little dizzy. Not again. Please. However, I try to balance myself from getting faint again. Still keeping me in his hold, Maxim starts dragging me towards an unknown door.

"Where the fuck are you taking me?" I ask him.

"Shut the fuck up!" He snaps at me, making me a little angry and scared at the same time. "Your useless cursing and attitude are already pissing me off."

I try to distance myself from his grip but my tiredness is not helping me at all. I start cursing myself. I shouldn't have left to make wine at that time.

How I wish that Elijah was here. I miss him terribly. If he was here, he wouldn't let this piece of shit harm me but now all I can think is of him. Please, Elijah, save me.

"Get ready for your lesson, Kitten," Maxim says, laughing wickedly. As soon as we enter the unknown door, he grabs my hair and slams me against the wall beside the door in that room. Yeah, this is another room but there are no beds here. Only broken chairs and ripped sofas.

I wince a little in pain due to pain in my arms and head. He pushes himself against me and puts his arms on either side of my head.

"If you were my fiance, you wouldn't face any pain. You would have been in my arms but no you had to fall for that Elijah and then reject me!" He spats with rage in his eyes, making me a little worried about Elijah and myself.

He lifts my chin and makes me face him but I keep my eyes down.

"Don't you dare to look away from me or you know what I can do to you..." He whispers slowly in my ears, making me shiver in fear. I look at him without any other hesitation, scared of the outcome.

"Damn... I want to taste your beautiful soft lips." He smirks, running his thumb across my lips. I start feeling uncomfortable under his touch on my lips.

That's when his lips touch mine and he starts to kiss me, hard. I feel so disgusted and dirty!

I keep my mouth shut as he tries to enter my mouth but I don't give him access. He growls loudly and starts looking at me with disgust. He pushes himself away from me, still looking at me with rage and anger.

"You can reject me but you can kiss him? You can even sleep with him? That pathetic bastard?" He spits on the floor with a disgusting look on his face.

"If anyone is pathetic here, then it's you..." I say, glaring at him.

"It looks like this bitch hasn't got any manners to speak to her master." With these words, he slaps me. Again. Again. Again.

"You know what I've finally realised that I can't have you anymore but if I can't have you then neither does Elijah. I'll make sure that he will pay for what he has done!" He chuckles maniacally. My breath hitches and I gasp at his words.

No... He can't harm Elijah.

If something happens to Elijah, then how will I live without him?

Please, Elijah... Don't come here.

Maxim takes an iron rod that was lying on the floor and smirk before saying anything.
"Now, let me test this iron rod on you."

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Hey my devils,

Boom! Maxim is back and now he is hurting Avery. So, what are your suggestions about him?

Give some beautiful comments on Maxim.

Also, Lots of things are happening now. Are you ready for another drama? 😏

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