Life gives us a lot
of beautiful people.
But it only takes
one person for a
beautiful life.
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Ella's POV.

I rolled on my bed for the hundredth time since I came back from Jess's house. It's been two days and still, I couldn't forget the way he held me back then and how much I missed his sweet lips against mine. His manly scent and his muscular protective arms around me.

Oh, God! How much I had missed him!

I don't know why and how he was there but I was glad that he was. I know in the start I didn't want to see him, I didn't want him close to me, I didn't want to hear him even say my name.

I did make up my mind that I wouldn't turn back or look towards him, I tried my best to ignore him and leave him but I failed miserably. I wanted for him to feel the same pain which I did back then but I failed. I failed in running away from him and ended up in his arms once again. And I was glad about that.

I won't lie now. I knew I said that I hated him but I was wrong. I did hate him for leaving me and I had my mind made up that I won't ever forgive him but the time, I saw him after a year, I knew that I won't ever forget him and no one can replace the way, he makes me feel. I loved him and still loves him.

A smile on my lips as I continued to dream about him. My mind was constantly thinking of Xaiden. My one and only love. The person who first managed to squeeze in my heart and now had captured it completely. The person who still loves me.

I don't know why he left me in the first place but he did say that he has something important to tell me. I wonder what that important thing could be? This thought made me nervous and excited at the same time. The way he said these words with so much aggressiveness and danger. It felt like it was something related to us both, and this thing troubles me. I don't know whether he knew about my secret or not and also I don't know anything about him too. I knew he wanted to say something to me but he didn't.

We were too close yet so far. It felt like we know each other so well yet we don't know anything. We stood so close to each other yet at a so far distance.

This all was strange. Where we both stand? I had no idea. Where we were standing now? On which end, we were living now? Were we even close or just strangers?

I huffed and buried my head in my pillow thinking about us. My hair falling on my face as my eyes closed. I knew what I want and I know it looked so easy but was far harder than I could imagine.

I was in my daze when I heard a knock on my door. I stood up straight and answered it.

"Yes?" I asked as I head towards the door and opened it.

My eyes widen as I was enveloped in a protective hug. My heart clenched and for a moment, my mind went blank. What was happening?

"D-Dad?" I whispered as his arms tightened around me. I had never seen him like this. This was the first time he was acting like this. He wasn't this way even when I woke up from that horrible accident, when I woke up from being so close to death and now when I was fine, he was holding me this protectively as if something had happened to me.

"Dad?" I called him for the second time and this time his hold around me loosen a bit.

"Are you ok?" He asked drawing away from me. His eyes were red as if he cried and his hands shaking. This was all strange. The greatest mafia leader who would make other tremble with fear was shivering himself. The greatest cruellest mafia leader who had millions of people begging for mercy beneath his feet was crying himself. What could have possibly happened to make him look like this? This weak, this vulnerable.

When I took too long to reply, he pulled me in another hug. "Princess! You are fine." He said as he continued to hug me. His words looked like an assurance to himself.

"Dad? What happened?" I questioned as my mind was swirling with different types of questions. I drew back to see him in his eyes. His lips curled up in a smile and his eyes looked relieved.

"Nothing sweetie, " he kissed my forehead and then gave a pat on my head and left me hanging in my thoughts.

I closed my door and heading towards my bed, I sat on it. My mind thinking about what could have happened? The way he was looking so tired and worn out, the way his eyes were full of fear and the next moment, how they got relieved on seeing me. What could have possibly happened?

I threw myself on my bed as my eyes staring at the ceiling above. My eyes tracing the lines of the design made on my ceiling whilst my mind wondering about what could have happened?

I felt my phone vibrate beside my pillow. Holding my body up on my left elbow, I looked at the mobile screen. It was a number. I tried to recall if I knew someone with this number but I couldn't figure it out. I have all my friend's numbers saved up on my mobile phone and I don't know anyone other than my few friends and nor do anyone knows my phone number then who could it be?

Maybe it's Xaiden new number?

But I had already saved his new number then why would he change it again?

I decided to ignore it. After two rings it stopped but after one minute it started vibrating again. I continued to ignore it but that other person won't just stop. Whoever he or she was, the other person constantly kept calling and this was making me frustrated.  I groaned with frustration and picked up the call.

"He-"

"Ella Anderson!" A deep manly voice came before I could even say a word. That man's voice so deep and authoritative that I had a cold chill ran down my spine. My mind sending me warnings that something wasn't right.

"Who is it?" I composed my behaviour and asked with a demanding voice. Whoever was on the other side, I couldn't let him sense my fear.

"Count your days, sweetie! You are about to die." A burst of deep laughter came followed by a threat. My body went numb as a deep fear filled up my mind and my heart racing with a terrifying feeling building inside my body. My mind trying to figure out what this all was. Was it a prank? Or a dirty game?

"W-Who are you?" I yelled, trying my best to hide the fear. The other person laughed again and his laugh wasn't a simple or some sweet one. It sounded like a warning itself.

"Ellen Austin! I will be your worst nightmare now." His voice filled with venom and hatred and it was clear now that this wasn't any ordinary person.

The line went dead as my body went completely numb by now. My phone fell down from my hand as a tear stroll down my cheek. The way he called my birth name, the way his every word was full of hatred and the way he threatened me. I knew this wasn't a prank now. Someone was going to kill me.

I threw my phone far away from me and curled myself in a ball. I sat on the corner of my bed with my knees pulled up to my chest. My breathing quick and my ears ringing with that horrifying words.

I was going to die...

Once again...

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