Clash Of Hearts

103. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙴𝚗𝚍𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎

Chapter-103

Author's POV

Watching her lying on the bed in an unconscious state was piercing his heart again and again. On top of it, her bandaged palm was breaking his guilt dam.

The guilt was eating him up.

Intentionally or unintentionally, he did it. He has no face to explain his deed now.

She looked like a white feather. So fragile and so thin. It was almost like she would break anytime soon.

He didn't want her to witness his brutality but then, she came inside on her own. If the opposite person was anyone other than Chase, he would've stopped when she begged him to stop. But it wasn't anyone. It was Chase. His fucking enemy.

How can he stop hurting him? Just how?

He went through so much because of Hunter. Not that Chase is innocent, he almost killed Donovan three and a half years ago.

No. He will never stop hurting Chase. Not for her. Or anyone else.

He cannot do that.

He, once, made a promise to someone and he won't stop at anything to fulfil it. He will kill Chase, there's no changing the plan now.

He may look like a fucking villain in her eyes but killing Chase is necessary. He won't abandon his promise.

After Lana treated Rose, he asked her to treat Chase. He wanted him alive and well. He has so much in store for him. How can he let him die, easily? Impossible.

While Lana was tending to his wounds, he kept asking her about Rose again and again. The only thing that was ruling his senses was Rose.

Well, Lana was strictly ordered not to talk or respond to him. So, she didn't speak or react to anything.

More than those bloody wounds could ever hurt him, it was her struggling face that shattered his whole self.

He loathed himself for not being able to protect her.

He wanted nothing but to hold her in his arms tightly and console her, until she stopped crying.

How funny is that now?

He was the one who needed consoling. He was the one who needed comfort, from that one person.

He was aware of the fact that he would never be able to get that comfort from her, again.

It was his Endgame and he accepted it.

It wasn't brave enough for a man who ruled a damn State to surrender to the death without putting up a fight.

But it takes more than guts and glory to put someone else above us and choose their life over ours.

And in the war of love, he was the bravest king. He was ready to embrace death because his love for her knew no boundaries. As much as sick it seems, it was true.

It was an entirely different feeling for Rose. She was shaken to the core. She never expected the man, the most powerful man to look at her with a weak smile.

Her heart broke seeing him like that. He looked so much in pain. And still, he was trying to lie so that she could stop crying for him.

And that part hurt her the most.

You are clearly hurt and yet, you are concerned about me.

She didn't buy his lies as much as they sounded bitter, she didn't believe them. Because she has seen it in his eyes. The love, the maddening love for her was clear as crystal in his eyes.