DARKNESS FADED

SAW HIM

Everything ended as I wished for "a well-planned ending of Saffins"

Meanwhile, at the mansion, all are seated in the main hall with silence but Ferdinaz was not to be seen. No one had a clue what happened afterward but the TV read the news about the explosion and the detectives took the golden moment.

Moving off the dramatic situation on the TV screen, Knarl stood up with a clueless, fearful expression on her face not knowing what would happen next and what happened a few hours ago. She walked towards me with a low percentage of confidence to talk to me since she feared that I would slam the whole misery over to Dylan.

"Li--lyy--yh", Knarl came with slow movements towards me.

"Yes babe, what are you up to?"

"Are you mad at something?? or someone??", she asked.

"No, why ?? but I feel sorry for you", I said it with a soft tone so that she would calm herself down for some minutes.

"Why?"

"Because you're in the thought of all what happened a few hours ago was co-incidence but----it---is---not"

"What?? Then what else if it is not?"

Dylan broke out his laugh that he had been controlling to make my statement more serious to be heard.

"Shut-up", she said with an anxious tone.

"Cool Knarl, listen", I grabbed her attention towards me.

"You don't know what was my origin, how did I become a mafia queen how I met Mr. Rhad, etc... all you know is the journey of me in New York, right??"

"Yes, so is there something I don't know?"

The truth was that I flew to New York upon the request of some higher authorities to avoid Saffins from taking power in this city. After I reached here, I got to know that Mr.Rhad was the person who dealt with black money but never harmed the locals, so I met him to use his credentials to finish Saffins. I had two things done at once; fulfilling my revenge and finishing them on behalf of the higher authorities.

"So according to you, I am a member of Mr.Rhad's crew. But I have my own territory back in Italy. I am paid million dollars for this so half of that goes to Mr.Rhad, we agreed into a deal.

Once I am done with erasing Saffins, I would be flying back to Italy where I belong. Meeting you was a coincidence but all that happened was planned.

Now you better decide whether you're staying back or coming with me to Italy", I said to her with a sigh in the end.

I went back to the room with peace of mind.

Tristin killed Druce and escaped from Italy all over to New York, creating his tribe but what goes around, comes around and it happened. His tribe is gone. The wolf would come in search of the lioness thinking that it's so powerful but better mind that even the lion bows down to the lioness.

The longer you hide the truth the more you bury them down but when you throw out the truth that's when the real war starts, they would say let's mind our success but no one ever cared that every pain we went through should get justice but then they would say that " how many justice should we give if we start from you?". then we silence ourselves -- that's a war with the mind of an introvert.

***

It was morning 3.35 am, yet no one was asleep and neither celebrating the victory instead seated back on the couch.

I had changed into my nightgown which was made of silk, transparent and black. while I was walking towards the bar, I saw Ferdinaz coming from the room where Dad was kept in rest and taken care of. he was on his phone so I didn't want to continue pausing myself to glare at him and instead carried on my path.

after I sat by the bar and poured some Vodka so that I won't go high than I should, wondering outside at the sky through the tall glass window, it was pale and dark and no stars shined.

A powerful build with thick wrists, a hand that looked able to crush a larynx without any effort at all, pulled the Vodka bottle that resided in front of me while adding some ice cubes into my glass of Vodka.

My pride didn't take an effort to lower itself and turned around to look who was it, instead, continued taking a sip from my glass.

" A gorgeous lady seated silent, thinking about something deep forgot that every wine makes it the best when it's chill cold"

His voice sounded mellifluous but trying it's hard from sounding rude. Yet, I never intended to turn because my mind recurred saying that he would be wearing the mask so it was useless.

"Sometimes chill could kill and it's not my kinda taste", I replied while realizing that my heart started beating fast and I was restless.

A silence broke out between us, he never drank a sip and I never lost my conscious mind but I could sense that he is looking at me. it felt as if something was going to happen.

"Why are you so heartless at times and why don't you realize that someone's care might be love towards you," he asked with a low tone which was a bit more than a whisper.

"One question at a time" I replied in a way that made him annoyed for sure.

He turned my chair with a force and then I saw face unveiled.

A guy, between 20-26 in his age, with brown eyes, a diamond-shaped face with bearded, light tan colored skin, black high-necked--long-sleeved slim-fit t-shirt, looking at me with an annoyed face but passionate eyes that fail to maintain the anger that ranged on. It was Ferdinaz right in front facing me.

"Answers are 1- I lost my loved ones and no one to care so I am heartless...
2 - I know the difference between true and fake love," I said with a low-paced tone of voice by clenching my jaws and stood up from the chair slamming the glass on the table.

" I am sorry", he said.