Some people come into your life to make it better. However, some just end up making it worse, NOT FOR YOU... but for themselves.
Well, Nicholas is no stranger to this.
Nicholas Marcellus is no trained assassin but he took up the job to put that on...
How does it feel when the only person you expected to love you the most, not just hates you but makes sure you loath the life gifted to you?
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Nicholas's POV
To say that I was shocked would be the understatement of the year! I was beyond shocked! All this time, I had been thinking that he was the only person who would want to protect Davina at all costs.
Never in a million years would I have imagined him, her God damn father to be her predator!
The earth beneath my feet shook. It was like someone ripped me apart from all the things I had in my mind about a perfect family and how they protect each other! Looks like, after all every family has a flaw.
And Decker's had one of the biggest I'd ever witnessed.
A father, a step-father trying to molest his daughter is the worst thing a person could ever imagine. When you marry someone, you don't just marry them, you marry the whole family that comes with the spouse. Relations are supposed to be the way they are.
Not everything diluted will come out as it's best form.
When Davina was describing her experience with Marco, my heart raced at a speed I didn't know was possible. With everything she told me, a part of me died. I know I'm not the best of the people for a lot on this earth, but that doesn't mean I don't respect relationships.
And a father-daughter bonds are one of the most special ones!
How could someone even think of killing the person they marry, only to molest their child later?
What kind of person is Marco fucking Decker?
I felt bad for Davina from the very first day I saw her. I felt bad every time I did something bad to her.
But this.this feels like hell!
She was standing right in front of me, bawling her eyes out. I wanted to be there for her, to console her and be with her at this time when she was doing nothing but reliving those harsh memories that anyone would want to forget!
So, I stepped closer to her as I tried to hold her hand. She had her face covered with her hands as she sobbed into her them. I decided to reach out to her but then,.. stopped.
As I was trying to calm her down, I realized that I was no better than Marco himself. Of course, I didn't try to molest her.. but I kidnapped her. I kidnapped her for Draco who was just another Marco. Even after knowing his intensions for her, I did what he told me to.
How am I any less than Draco or Marco?
At that point, I retreated my hand and let her sob just like that. I knew it was hurting me and it was hurting her but I had no choice. My conscious knocked and knocked me out completely. I wanted to help her and tell her that I was there for her.
But was I actually there for her?
I looked sideways at her. She still had her face covered but was now trying to calm down herself. I looked at her hands which had some faded marks of all the wounds that he gave her. Some of them were even purple. She had some bruises on her face which had now turned purple. One of them was right under her eye.
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