Alexander woke up with a throbbing head. He gets off the bed and his eyes dart on the other side, reminiscing the presence of Helen beside him. It’s been seven months since he lost track of her.

He even searched every place where Helen could go but no traces of her. Alexander’s jaw clenched and curse under his breath.

“You’ve been affectionate me, baby,” he mumbled. “I’ve been dreaming of you for almost a month… won’t you show up to me?”

He closes his eyes and just shook his head before walking his ass into the bathroom. He stayed on the bathtub and sunken himself, remembering about her again. He bit his lower lip and clenched his fist before he decided to put on his clothes in his closet.

The first thing he did this morning is drank a bottle of wine, commanding his people to search for Helen all around Greece. He’s desperate enough to find her. He wanted to meet her and punish her for leaving him in the most desirable and pleasurable way.

“My lord, wouldn’t you mind if I drive you?” Pietro asked him.

He didn’t even look upon him. “No, I can manage. I’ll be the one to search for her,” he coldly uttered and walked out of the living room.

Pietro just scratched the back of his head and gets back to his post. He shook his head upon realizing that his boss is badly smitten by her maid－not a maid. It’s the agent itself.

Love really changes someone.

ALEXANDER drove his car around the city. He didn’t let his men follow him because he wanted to be alone. He punches the steering wheel and curses under his breath.

Ever since he woke up and Helen escape in the mansion, didn’t leave any traces is such a huge problem for him. It’s been hell and he is always mad at his men who didn’t even see her.

“Damn, Helen! Where are you hiding?” He cursed and once again, punch the steering wheel because of frustration. “Where the hell are you, baby?”

He decided to stay in the city, looking all over the place. Mesmerized by the beauty of it, imagining things again with him and Helen. He shook his head and deeply sighed.

“If only I had known earlier, I’ll be fucking you in my bed, pleasuring you undesirably…” Alexander murmured. “If only I knew that you’re going to escape, I should’ve tie you in my bed.”

He seems calm but angry in his inner system. He’s furious and it is visible in his eyes and face. The old Alexander Adamos is back with his dark and dull aura. He screamed at himself inside his head. You shouldn’t fucking feel this longing on her Alexander, you shouldn’t! He reminded himself.

It was funny, with his previous self, he was able to bed two women in just one night but when Helen came into his life, he started to chase. It wasn’t good for him. It was not his forte to chase women.

How many times that Alexander curse when his phone rang and the number that registered on it is Pietro. He rolled his eyes and think of it as it is urgent.

“Yes, Pietro? Don’t you fucking call me!” he hissed, scolding Pietro.

“I’m sorry, my lord but I have bad news for you,” Pietro informed.

Alexander’s forehead knotted. “What is it? Make sure that it is urgent or else, your gonna live forever six feet below the ground.” Alexander coldly uttered.

Pietro clears his throat and Alexander can sense that he’s serious this time. He can hear his heavy breath on the other line but didn’t mind that.

“My lord, Milady Helen－” Alexander cut him off when he heard Helen’s name.

He clenched his jaw. His face become serious, and tightened his grip on the phone.

“What about her? Did you find her?” He coldly asks him.

Pietro sighed. “Yes, my lord.”

He ended the call when he heard what Pietro informed him. Far from where he parked his car, he saw a suspicious van alongside the driveway. His forehead creased upon observing the van.

A man leaned on the window, his eyes darted in his direction. He shook his head and wait for their move but nothing happened.

“Pathetic inferior creature,” he said, his deep and baritone voice was ready to kill someone.

He pulled out his gun inside the dashboard. He started the engine and slowly drive his car. His eyes were looking at the van and to the man that made a move to inform a person inside of it. The man seems scared when Alexander stops in front of him.

He glared at him, giving him a warning look, and even pointed the gun at the man that is trembling right now. He opened his window’s car and sneak his head outside.

“Do you want to meet Satan?” Alexander flashes his wicked smile.

The man is trembling, he put his hands up as it is surrendering on him. He let out a small chuckle, aiming the gun on him but a sudden gunshot came out inside the van. His forehead creased when the van opened and an old hag greeted him.

“Long time no see, Alexander Adamos. Do you remember me?” The old man asked him.

He didn’t speak, he was unable to utter a word because his anger started to light up inside of him.

Do I see it right? Eboni of the Hemington Mafia clan is in front of me? Alexander questioned himself.

Every bit of scenario from the past upon looking at Arthur Hemington haunts him. His eyes is on fire, he wasn’t able to control himself once he made a move.

“How are you, kiddo?” Arthur faked a smile on him.

Alexander clenched his jaw and tightened his grip on the gun he’s holding. He compose himself and rose his lips flashing a smirk. “Long time no see, Arthur. Why did you show up on me?” Alexander said yet his deep and baritone voice was visible. “So early to show up, huh. I didn’t expect that.”

The old man laughed at him. “Of course, Adamos. It’s been years that I’ve been watching you from afar,” Arthur blurted.

He laughed, sarcastically. “I’m not an actor for you to watch from afar, Hemington.” He uttered, sarcastically. “Oh, you are able to send some asshole to assassinate me?”

He saw Arthur clench his jaw that hit him hard. “You deserve to die, motherfucker!” There’s a hint of rage in his voice.

“And you deserve the graveyard I’ve been preparing,” he spat.

Alexander knows how to piss off the old man and it works so bad. Bluntly, he laughed at the old man’s reaction.

“You fucking asshole!” The old man blurted and aimed his gun right in front of Alexander. Right in his chest.

He smirked. “Aiming your gun to me is the biggest mistake you’ve done in your life, Hemington,” he uttered coldly and pointed the gun to his enemy.

“Even if you kill me right now, my throne as a Hemington Mafia leader is not on me anymore,” Arthur spoke, catching his breath.

Alexander’s eyes are on fire. He pulled again the trigger. “Do I look like I care about your position?” He let out a small and sarcastic smile.

“Oh, you care about it since I was the reason behind your parent’s death.”

Alexander crumpled his fist. He tightened the grip on his gun even more and his veins were showing on his hands.

“You will die in my hands and I will give you a merciless sufferings to avenge my parents!”

From that moment, Arthur didn’t utter any words. He’s just looking at the mad Alexander Adamos. He tried to speak but no words is coming out of his mouth.

“You killed my parents right in front of me!” Alexander shouted.

It is good that no one passes by in the area. Arthur’s driver is kneeling, hands up, and afraid to talk because Alexander might kill him.

“If only your mother married me, there’s no war against your clan,” Arthur said, his voice cracked. “I suffered pain when I saw her dead and it was my fault… but do you know what I laughed that time? Because I want your father not to be happy with the woman I loved!”

“You’re a monster! You’re an asshole! Your love for my mother is not pure! You are arrogant and selfish! It’s not love, you’re a psycho!” Alexander shouted his agony. His eyes were cold and dark.

Alexander slowly pull the trigger but when he tried to fire it, someone from behind stopped him.

“Stop it, Alexander ,” a cold and baritone voice of Helen lingered on his ears. “Don’t kill him. I still have a business to do with that old hag!”

He gulped. His face has no expression at all when he turned his back to see Helen. She’s wearing an all black-suit that hugged her body. Her round womb is visible and very pregnant. She has also a 45 caliber gun on her holster while she’s holding the other one, aiming at Hemington.

“This is fun, Helen.” Alexander said while intently looking at her. There’s no hint of emotion in his face. He saw the sudden reaction in Helen’s eyes. It was guilt, sadness, and longing but he didn’t mind that.

I don’t want you to see me melting with your presence, milady. Alexander uttered at the back of his head. I want you to suffer in my hands before I give in.

“Killing him won’t make your mother get back on its grave, Alexander.” She uttered, nervously. “Is that how merciless you are? I will be the one to kill him.”

“I’m merciless and you know that already, Helen. You’ve seen me countless times on how I am merciless to you.” Alexander said, giving a meaning to it.

“Don’t let your personal feelings be in this kind of situation, Alexander.” Coldly, Helen blurted.

Alexander tightened his grip on his gun. “I am not putting my personal feelings, Helen. I don’t care about it.”

The old man is confused from the both of them. Arthur knitted his forehead.

“Oh, love quarrel,” he whistled. “What a drama!”

Helen crumpled her fist and aimed the gun next to Arthur.

“Shut up, Hemington. You should be thankful that I am prolonging your life!” she hissed.

“Bitch! You’re ignorant to interfere with us!” The old man shouted. “I can see that you are in love with this man and he’s the father of the baby in your womb…” he playfully muttered.

Helen’s eyes widened, looked away as he avoided Alexander’s cold stare.

“Why do you care if I am in love with him? It doesn’t count the fact that I will kill you!” Helen fired back. “I’m in love with him, so what? He’s the father of the baby in my womb, you don’t even care!” she added without any hesitation.

Alexander laughed, didn’t let Helen see his sudden shock. “In love?” He mocked. His gaze turned to Helen. “Did you hear what you had said? You’re confessing right in front of the enemy?” Alexander pisses Helen.

Arthur Hemington laughed even more. “You’re not supposed to fall for a Mafia boss because you’re an agent, right?” he said, looking at Helen. “So, it’s better for you to end your suffering from this cruel world.”

In a sudden action, Arthur pulled the trigger and fired it to Helen as she didn’t able to move from where she is. The old man was shocked, his eyes widened but the wicked smile plastered on his lips.

Alexander was unable to utter words that he catches Helen in his arms. She looked upon him, blood is flowing down on her chest. A tear escape from her eyes and smiled at Alexander before uttering a word.

“I hope you’ll be happy that you are able to avenge your parents, Alexander…”she coughed with blood, “I-I am in love with you…and it’s true, and I’m willing to catch a bullet just to be with you.” She coughed once again and cupped Alexander’s face. “I-If something bad happens to me… p-please love and take care of my baby… our baby,” she added as she closed her eyes.