Love Or Obsession?

As far as humanly possible

-Author's P.O.V.

"He'll kill him... He'll kill him..." Sebastian chanted, pacing the living room back and forth as Azrael merely sat in silence, popping sweet candies in his mouth.

"He kidnapped him... He'll kill hi-"

"Would you stop?" He cut him off with an hint of warning in his tone, "Max will be fine" He assured him but deep down he knew, Max would be fine as dead, as far as he knew Alfredo.

"I can't- Its been two days! God knows what he had done with my innocent child..." He trailed off, exhaling a growling breath as he thought about his another child. "....and that bastard of a girl has ran off with Aaron to wonderland!" He gritted his teeth.

"Relax. Too much of a anger is not good for a man your age" He mocked him, as he focused on putting ice in his finest whiskeys.

Azrael eyed his glass skeptically, who drink at 10 in the morning? He thought inside his head, but not too daring to say in front of him.

"You can do something, Azrael.. then why aren't you?" He walked closer, settling down on the sofa placed opposite of him.

"I don't need to do anything"

"Wh... What? You don't plan... to kill them" Azrael stuttered, clearly not following what Azrael has cooked inside this diabolical mind.

"I said I don't need to" He rolled his eyes, taking a sip as he spoke, "I didn't said I don't want to" the tipsy flavor of whiskey dancing on his tastebuds, the ice giving a chilling sensation as it makes it way down his throat.

"My wife's in the hospital, my son is kidnapped and that girl has ran off with my enemy. I'm too distracted to solve your riddles. Do forgive me" He face palmed himself, defeated by his situation.

"You solved it" Azrael smirked.

"Did I?" He looked up.

"Yes. Your daughter-"

"She is not my daughter" Sebastian's eyes darkened with anger, betrayal and hurt.

"My bad. So your not-biological-daughter daughter has ran off with your mortal enemy" He said, getting up from his seat, walking towards the staircase.

"I'm not following"

"Think about it..." He continued, turning to him, "Alfredo, as I know, cares about his revenge more than anything. And your daughter, which must've known by now, is with his only brother" His smirk widened, pride washed over his being as he translated his evilness into words.

"Their brotherhood is their power and now for Bella...." An amused chuckle escaped his lips as he continued, "they aren't gonna fight us" He smirked, turning back to go upstairs, "THEY ARE GONNA FIGHT THEMSELVES" He declared.

At Bella's side

"Max..." She whispered, her voice sounded dead as she stared out of the window. Bella was laying on the bed with her eyes wide open. Her face had tear stains, eyes puffed up with all the crying, throat dried up.

She didn't had the energy to move or perhaps she didn't even wanted to move anymore. The memories of last night was still afresh in her mind and yet, she couldn't accept the fact that her brother was gone.

"You awake?" Aaron's voice pulled her back from the trance. She closed her eyes for a second before inhaling a deep puff of oxygen, finally pushing her body off the mattress.

"Yeah" her croaked voice came out.

Aaron settled down beside her. "How're you feeling?" He said, tucking her hair behind.