His Entertainer

chapter 41

          HERMANN RODRIGUEZ POV.

   We arrived at Wilmert's mansion, forcing our way in, and we succeeded. Then, we stood on point, waiting for him to show up. I took a place in front of my men, I have never been this patient before.
  Wilmert Grants approached with his men behind him, smirking.
   "It's too early. The wedding hasn't even started Hermann," he said as he stood in front of me, filled with an extraordinary ego.
   "I'm not here for your damn wedding," I announced my intentions, "I'm here for Ivy," I said. And he laughed then shortly all his men blust into laughter and I rolled my eyes.
    " You think your balls are bigger, Mr. Rodriguez?" he mocked.
    "Actually, they're," I proudly spoke with a smirk on my face as I watched his draining.
  "I'll give you a last warning Hermann, get the hell out of my property," he spoke like a damn Coward. It was already an open war.
    "No, I'll give you a last warning Roberto, get the fuck out of my face" I said clenching  my fist around the handgun, it alarmed them and the man on his right pointed a shotgun on me, But I was ready and i immediately fired splashing his brains out.
  Both sides flicked, each pointing guns at one another then,
  "Stop!"

  Her voice caught my attention,
   "Stop..." She said as she walked and stood between us, her eyes on me.
  "How dare you show your face here?" When she spoke, anger was released on the air now.
   "i—"
  "You bastard!!" She shouted, interrupting me, and I froze as she pointed a gun at me, I looked into her eyes it wasn't my Ivy anymore—the girl who looked at me now was cold and blinded by anger. Anger caused by me. I raised my gun on the air, immediately stopping my men from targeting her.
  "Guns down!" I heard them say behind me.

  "Hey, I'm sorry," I said softly, approaching slowly.
  "Don't move," she ordered.
  "Alright, alright," I said, my gun on the ground so as my bulletproof vest, "it's only me now," I assured.
  "Tell them to walk ten steps back," she demanded.
   "Hermann," I heard Miguel calling me, but I ignored, "you heard her," I commanded.

   "Sir—"

     "Carlos, I don't have to say it twice." I spoke in a warning roar, "Ready," I told her. She stood upright, and when she spoke, her voice was dry, "Take this man." She ordered.

   Honestly, it was like a pinch on the heart, but I understood that she was just angry,  and i made her that way. As I looked into Wimert's face, he had a smile on that kind, which defines winning. His men took me by force, dragged me inside the house to the unknown room, threw me in, and then closed the doors behind. If this is what I have to go through to talk to her, then it's my pleasure.

                     IVY SILVER POV.
 
    As the men took Hermann, my eyes fell on the disappointed faces of Miguel and Carlos. They looked hurt, but by his orders, they did nothing.
  "Go back," I said as I was about to walk back inside.

   "He came here to save you, That guy isn't who you think he is," Carlos yelled in deep hurt.
   " Now save yourselves," I turned and then said before I walked inside.
   
    "Where is he?" I asked a man in black, "let me lead" he said walking Infront of me, it was a room I never thought it could be part of this house, it was cold and uncomfortable, my heart pounded but I managed.
  There he was, the Mafia king himself, when he raised his eyes on me my heart stopped but I managed.
  "Leave us," I ordered, and he obeyed.
"You have finally managed to lock me up," he spoke, and I clenched my teeth, "just like what you did to me, but I promise you this isn't about me." God, I hated him . I pointed a gun at him, "You don't deserve to live," I said, my nerves tightening with my teeth clenching.

     "Ivy calm down" Wilmert made his way with few men, he walked closer and held my hand, "not now" he whispered looking at me but my gaze were more focused on the calm man Infront of me.
  "Go back to the room, we have a real wedding to plan," he spoke calmly, and I nodded only to stare at Hermann back and made my way out.
   He's so annoying, how comes he never moved an inch or blinked in fear. He always finds a way to torture me. Even with him in lock-up, it still feels like his winning.