Chapter 30 Betrayal Of a Friend

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Marcello Mortani.

He was behind the explosion. He tried to kill me and for who? My stepfather? The guy whose sole purpose in life is to ruin me, take my people, and turn them against me. 

And this time he chose someone who I am very close to. My friend, the only person I trust after Mara outside of my circle, how can he do this to me? To us, our friendship. Sure, we had our distance during those five years when the marriage contract locked me in a penthouse and I lost all my contact with the outside world but then we re-connected. 

We made up for our lost time the same as I did with Mara the minute I got my divorce and fled the golden cage. I can't believe he would go behind my back like this and join hands with the one person I hate to the core.

How long is this going on? How long has he been working for him? Did he approach me because Benedict asked him to? Was our friendship even real? All this time, did any of it mean something or have I always been a prey to him? 

Hunt me from close and extract secrets from me to give Benedict. Is this how he tried to remain in touch with me? Through my friends? Oh, god, how blind have I been? How can I not see him do this? 

He has always been a player for backstabbing people and he did it again. How can I be so reckless and fall for his tricks? I should've known. I should've fucking known that Benedict would do something like this. He fucking kept an eye on me through Marcello. My friend who should be on my side. Not join hands with my evil stepfather into killing me. 

I got so close to losing Asher today. A future that I just started dreaming about. I was really close to losing everything. Just when I thought I could have a life outside of his brutality, this crime world, the person I became, he had to drag me back into the pit with his betrayal. 

Well, since he called for it, I am going to do exactly what he expect me to. He wants to kill me then be it but I am not going to sit back and watch them mess with Asher. He isn't a part of my mess and I'd like to keep it that way. Tonight I will get my answers. The reason he chose to be with Benedict.

Turning the tap on, I sprinkle some water on my face. The cold water numbed my brain from the heaviness of what Klaus told me a couple of hours ago. I had asked him to run a background check on Marcello because I wasn't sure about him anymore. Who he was or what he became, I didn't know anything. I don't trust my knowledge about him.

I needed information that could help me against him and before I left Asher's place, I had asked Klaus to do it. He didn't ask me much but he knew what I am preparing to do. He knew he wouldn't be able to talk me out so like always to prevent him from losing his cool, I told him with background information who my target for tonight is.

Right now, as I play back all the pieces of information Klaus has so beautifully dug out, I am realising I don't have a plan. Sure, I've trained my body to survive the attacks but marching in front of the enemy without a strategy is suicidal.

I kept sprinkling the water on my face, as I relieve every bitter peice of that background investigation. It's not wise to approach Marcello alone although, there is a part in the file that makes me want to do this worth the risk.

I turn the tap off and dab my face with a towel before walking out of the bathroom.

I was in my warehouse. The place I usually go to before the start of any mission. The building isn't big for a group of people but it's also not small. There is just enough space for me to continue working in the dark, away from the prying eyes of the world and my husband.

I got this place because of its location. It was built in the middle of the woods, completely untouched by civilization although a couple of hours from here, we have the main highway line joining the expressway to the city.

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