Uncontrollable Fond

11)Old Memories!

"Yes! Zayn is the one who raped my sister, he did it!.." Daisy yelled out but as soon as she confessed she lowered her head and started to cry.

Thora felt a sting of pain in her heart, she looked at Zayn with soften eyes who is already looking at her with glossy one.
Zuriel tried to calm Daisy.

"You may leave Miss. Daisy Anderson" Thora said while trying to get hold on her feelings.
Just because he comforted her doesn't change the fact that he murdered Isabella.

A criminal deserves to be punished.

"Within two days...reveal your group members who were with you..." Thora said sternly.

Thora signed deeply before ordering John.
"This night torture him with water boarding treatment, leave him without being chained, he won't have energy to even growl on floor, no need to beat him" Thora ordered while looking at the floor.

"Thora...please listen I want to talk to you" Zayn pleaded, clenching her jaws Thora left the room, a tear escaped from her eye.

Wiping it off she took one of her car and drove off as she couldn't bear the situation.

Thora left with a glare on Daisy, while Zuriel and gaurds were remained in shock with widen eyes as it's one of a brutal torture.

"You deserve this" Zuriel said while smiling sweetly at Zayn.

"Please ma'am let me talk to her..for ones" Zayn requested Thora.

"Why? Why you want her?"

"It's not that I want her, I need her" Zayn said in a low voice.

"Why?"

"I love her... I love Thora" A Zayn said with glossy eyes.

"Look Zayn, don't fucking disturb her... and you are just obsessed you saw the witness right infront of your eyes, are you still trying to prove that you are innocent?" Zuriel claimed while raising a brow at him.

"I'm sorry..." He said while lowering his gaze.

"Treat him John"
Zuriel smirked at Zayn before leaving.

THORA'S POV

Driving my car, I have reached to my old house which was gifted by my mother before her death.
I just want to forget what just happened so I thought of visiting my old house.

My mother was caring and loving but when I was eight around she left me to Mrs. Valaria Massimo.

She was the senior maid and my care taker, her son Kahlan Massimo was studying in States, he must be all grown by now.

Behind every successful adult,
There is a young one who dreamt about the future, just like so I dreamt to rule as I was a slave in my own family.

My mother was tested positive for liver cancer, she became alcoholic after my father's death.
Everyone in my family treated me as a evil who killed her own father, they saw me as a bad luck.

My life was quite stable until my mom leave me for business purposes, she worked hard and slept less so she didn't get time to care me.

I was going to my room where I store my old memories.
After 7 years, I'm gonna visit the old albums I'm really very excited.

I opened my dusty case which was covered by dust and it was dirty, full of mud.

I cleaned it up and sat on floor along with the case.
I love to read books so I have a collection of crime and mystery.
As far as I know I always wanted to be a gangster.

I'm not a fan of romantic stories but I have this erotic book named Gwendolyn lusty love by Alberto Alighieri.
Well to be honest I love the chemistry between the leads, everything started as sweet friendship but spicily ended up being a partner in bed that no one can't ever replace.
It's besically a story about lust and love.

I finally found what I wanted My family album...
My all stuffs were packed by Mrs.Valaria before I leave Rome.

This bag was untouched since ever I landed in Seattle as I thought it just my memories. Now I realise how important these are to me.

Tears pooled in my eyes by seeing my family pictures.
My mother, My father... They were cute together at the time of their mirrage, seeing this picture of them always makes me wonder if I will find someone like they find eachothers.

Argh! My fucking cousins, they were my main rivals.
While thinking about my memories I wondered where my collage memories gone.

Sometimes I remember some events which I'm not sure about it. I kept the album back and searched for my dairy as I write dairy a lot whatever I feel, I will just write it down.

"When heart feels so heavy to express with words,
Writing it down will be a secret between the pen and paper."

I kept searching for it but failed to find it, a red box caught my attention I opened it,
I found a picture of me and someone fimilar...
I couldn't see well because lack of light, I got up and walked near window to see that person's face.

"Zayn?"

My eyes widened when I saw a picture of me and Zayn together.
I was confused. How can this be possible???

I was horrified to know the truth that's me and him.
Unresolved curiosity, lingering attachment, sorrow...were because of that person whom I thought was gone forever returned back infront of me?

"We had a past together Zayn, is that why you kept holding on to me? But why didn't you reveal anything to me?? I thought he being with me just for lust but.."

I am confused to death, I sat on my knees as tears kept falling my eyes, I caressed his figure and cried my heart out.

Tonight he will go through the punishment... And I'm in hopeless condition.
But he is criminal, I don't care about the past. A criminal deserves to be punished.