Xaiden's POV.

I had been thinking about the way to save her for the past two days. My father's plan was in full swing and I had no time to lose. I wanted to escape from here and reach her as fast as I could. I knew this would make me a traitor to my own family but I was helpless now. I knew I had made up my mind to kill her with my own hands but I failed. I knew I could never hurt her because I still loved her.

"Xaiden?" I jolted at my father's voice and looked in his eyes. His eyes glaring at me for not paying attention to whatever he was saying. And why would I even pay any attention now? My aim was not to kill her but to save her.

"Yes?" I gritted as he looked at me shocked at my behaviour.

"Are you forgetting something?" He glared.

"No." I averted my eyes and swallowed up my anger.

I couldn't mess with him or I know that I'd be greeting my own death. By the time we had spent together, I knew well now that he didn't love me. He had never loved me as a son. I wondered all the time that were all mafia's family were alike? Didn't they love their children? But I got the answer after meeting Ella. I knew the mafia leaders also love their children, it's just my dad who hates me and I don't know why. I knew how much Victor loves Ella. He tried everything to keep her hidden from his enemies and now his every effort was going to be a waste.

My dad was talking about the dirty game he was about to play. A game of blood and revenge. But my mind was constantly thinking about the way to save her. I wanted to get to her soon. But I had a deep fear in my heart. I wasn't sure whether she'd be alive now or not. I just knew that her condition was critical when I left her and it terrifies me to just assume that she might haven't survived.

No! She'll be fine.

I can feel it in my heart deep down.

"We will end here." My dad finished as we all headed towards the exit of the room.

I headed towards my room and shutting the door, I slumped on the couch. My mind still wondering about ways to save her. I had to get out of here but how? I didn't want my dad to suspect me because it would be a great problem and moreover I had to do something of that file that dad had.

God! What should I do?

I rubbed my face with my hand and groaned not knowing what step to take next. I knew I wanted to save her but one thing was still making me confuse and wavering my decision. My mind would, in between, drift to the thoughts of my mom. My life purpose was to avenge my mom and to destroy that empire but now that had become my greatest challenge.

I don't know how to destroy it without hurting Ella. I was confused about taking my decision. I wanted to avenge my mom but I couldn't hurt her. I loved her.

God! Help me...

I didn't know when I dozed to sleep but when I woke up, it was midnight. My neck aching from the awkward position that I had slept. I rubbed my neck to ease up the pain a bit and stretched my body to ease up my cramped body. I yawned and headed towards my bed and lying down, I closed my eyes. As I closed my eyes, my mind unknowingly drifted to that day when I first noted her. I remembered the time when our music teacher introduced me to the class and my eyes on their own accord settled on her.

It was a brief contact but it was enough to pull my heartstrings. I don't know why but my heart felt like it accelerated at that time and it was new for me. I never felt my heart do this before until she came. I knew I was glad when the teacher said to take a seat beside her and when she played that piano, I knew then that I wanted to know her more. She captured my heart just in mere seconds. I smiled and opening my eyes, looked at the ceiling. Her bubbly laughter ringed against my eardrums.

A smile still on my lips as I opened my mobile and opening the private album in my gallery, stared at her picture. The picture was taken secretly when she was playing the piano and teaching me. Her eyes closed, her lips in a sweet smile and her hair shining under the sunlight. I knew, I did it intentionally and made her teach me. It was just another excuse to spend some time with her alone but it was so much worth it.

And there, I made up my mind.

Sorry, mom! I am sorry I can't avenge you.

Because I can't let her go. I promised her to protect her and now was the time to fulfill this promise.

Standing on to my feet, I headed out and straight to my dad's office room. I opened it and peeked inside to see no one was there. I sneak in and searched for the file. I looked through the drawers and the books but couldn't find it. I searched in the whole area but couldn't find it. Raking my hand through my hair, I groaned.

Where could he have hidden it?

I continued my search but I wasn't gaining anything. I groaned and headed out of his office. With slow and steady steps, I headed towards his room. His room was two rooms away from mine. Turning on the knob slightly, I peeked in and saw him sleeping. I tiptoed in and noticed the file right beside his bed. Carefully picking it, I slowly head outside. Heaving a long sigh and thanking God that he didn't wake up, I pondered on my next step.

An idea came up in my mind as I again headed towards his office. I entered and stood in the middle of his room. Grabbing a file in one hand, I took out the match. Placing the file on the wooden table, I lit the match stick and taking one last breath, I dropped it on the file. The file at once caught fire followed by the surrounding papers. At once the fire captured the whole table and I stood there satisfied at my work. Before the whole room could be engulfed in fire, I came out and headed to my room. A smirk this time on my lips.

Sorry, Dad! But I can't let you destroy my most beloved thing.

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Anna.