Forced Bride

Chapter # 6

He looked aside at the people but he didn't care at all, because this is the first time Brian had gotten to his hands after his father's death, and he wont leave him this easily at last. He was about to take a step closer but his uncle was calling him so he took his call.

"I know for which place you left from here, don't lose your mind, John. I will take my revenge, from those low class, betrayers people, don't worry and get out of that place. Now. we will not leave them alone, and you know that we will. Come back."

John began to say while not yet moving his eye from them. "Alright, I'm coming. Just, an amazing idea happened to stop in my mind at the right time, and I was not going to kill him right away, anyway."

He said and cut the call. He was turning to leave but stopped and looked at this unpleasant view to him for the last time. He was looking at Brian with such hate, that how that girl looks doesn't matter to him at that moment.

He finally took his steps back to his car, but the urge to ruin his whole life was never coming out of him. The second he sat back in his car, he ordered someone to find every information about Brian, who was his right hand man who was helping him to this extent, the people really close to him apart from his parents- and most importantly, his girlfriend.

I never desired to know this much about you in my whole life, Albert's son.

He thought bitterly, and continued to do so.

You will kill 'me'? 'My' Father? Give 'my' Mother, reasons to cry? Huh! Now each family member of 'yours' will cry the same as this, you failed enemy.

He thought in ultimate hate, and left.

Francesca was roaming tensely around the room where Brian was staying and Brian was making a call to Ebert. Suddenly Francesca stopped, "There's no one who came with you then how would I go back without letting anyone know?"

"Ebert will come here, and it is more safe to go back with someone as him at this time. I'm calling him-"

"Ebert? When he asks me what am I doing here, what am I going to say? Didn't you think about it, Brian?" Francesca asked anxiously and Brian sighed.

"Right now, what more important is you leaving this place, Francesca. Or else something will begin to destroy our lives if he comes here. So rest assured, I will ask him to come and take you from here and he will not ask any questions to you as well. Alright?"

She nodded faintly, and he called Ebert. "Hey, Ebert, um.. Francesca is here, and I want you to come and take her back with you as soon as possible."

"What? Why is she there? No- I don't understand, wait-"

"Look, don't ask questions and just do this, Ebert. Nothing is more important to do for us right now. Okay? I request you."

"Sure.. I will come, but- fine, I'm coming. But, I will ask her for sure why she was there, okay?"

"Try not to."

Brian said hesitantly while scratching his neck, which went straight from his head, "I don't get it, why?" Ebert asked confusingly.

"I will tell you myself if I get the chance, alright? Don't ask anything from Francesca."

Ebert was not getting anything at this point, just shocked how suddenly they got so much closer? "If you insist so much, I'll just come and take her with me."

After cutting the call, Francesca was sitting on the floor thinking everything is getting out of their hands and his brother would probably disapprove of this relationship. Brian came to her and said reassuringly while leaning to her level a bit. "I will tell him everything myself, I'm sure he will understand our feelings plus he's my best friend.."