Chapter 29

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In Russia

Lucius cracked his neck and exhaled heavily. He then unbuttoned his bloody shirt and toss it in the laundry basket. God today was more than challenging. He had to fight approximately 27 guys while Aziel stole their weapons. That mother fucking bastard had made him do things that was humanly impossible. It was like he was testing Lucius'potential and trying to see how far he can survive.

And thankfully Lucius did survive every single time. The only reason why he survived was because he was smarter, faster and more than determined to get back to his love. As a result of his skills, he was slowly gaining in strength and power among Aziel's men as well. They all seemed to admire him a lot and he was going to use that to his advantage.

Not only that Lucius learnt how much Aziel mistreated his men and did not even pay them properly. Some of them even had families but that bastard only cared about money, drugs and himself. Seeing that Lucius did not regret killing Alexander one bit. Aziel had also become so greedy and consumed by power that it seems he even forgot about his nephew's death. Lucius was content with that because it was easier to gain his trust while Aziel was blinded and distracted by greed. But he definitely did not like killing innocent people either. Something he had to do a lot because of Aziel's order.

He definitely hated it... He hated what he was doing with all his soul but he had no choice. He had to obey Aziel and it seems the bastard was indeed slowly trusting him now that Lucius helped him export his drugs to the five biggest continents. Aziel was more than greedy and thirsty for wealth and power... And that's exactly what would lead to his downfall.

Smirking, Lucius entered inside the bathroom and stripped out of the rest of his clothes. He then turned the shower on and allowed the cold water to run down his back and the numerous scars he now had on his body. He preferred cold showers to be honest. It was in a way a wake up call everytime before going for missions. It was a reminder that he had to keep going fucking forward and fight with all his might no matter how much sleep and food deprived he was. The cold showers helped to wake him the fuck up no matter what.

And to be honest, he was fine with the minimum amount of sleep and food he got. He was even more muscular now with all the fighting and working. Instead of breaking him, Aziel did not realise that he was actually giving him the chance to build himself even more. It was only a matter of time before Aziel's men gave in to him completely. Only one or two left especially Albert. His right hand man.

He was loyal to Aziel but Lucius could see the resentment and anger in Albert's eyes everytime Aziel mistreated him. All Lucius had to do was use his manipulative skills and say the correct ones then done! Albert would be by his side as well. He was slowly convincing everyone that he would give them a better life if they helped him in his plan and by far most had agreed. The few left were still skeptic but they did not report him to Aziel which was a good sign already.

Exhaling softy, Lucius closed his eyes and thought about the amber eyes of his little flower. He always thought about her smile, her laughter, her scent, her kisses, her feisty behaviour and her loving personality. There was not a single day that passed by without Lucius thinking of her. Wondering how she was doing? If she was taking good care of herself like he wanted. But he knew one thing for sure was that his little flower was certainly waiting for him. If there was one trait Lucius loved in Carvida a lot was her loyalty. She was always loyal and he loved that a lot.

God... He really yearned for the day he would finally get to hold her again in his arms and shower her with love and kisses. He was going crazy day by day. Being away from her made him more cold, dark and even more cruel. She was his sanity and he was away from her which angered him and pained him a lot.

During the minimum amount of sleep he obtained, all he saw was her in his dreams. He saw himself with her, happy and free. He badly wanted those dreams to be real. It was killing him being that far from her.

"I'll return soon little flower. Keep on holding on for me" He muttered to himself before opening his eyes and pushing her at the back of his mind for the moment. He then freshened up quickly, scrubbing his body clean.

Once he was done, he finally turned the shower off and wrapped a towel around his waist. He then opened the door and entered back in his room but he came face to face with one of the maids that Aziel employed while they were here. He scowled deeply when she stood there close to the door and stared at his abs.

"Katerina I believe you know there's a thing called Knock" Lucius stated through gritted teeth making her look away quickly with red cheeks. Argh! That woman was annoying. She's been trying to seduce Lucius for weeks now since they are in Russia and it took everything in him to not murder her... After all she was just a young lady who had to work to earn a living.

Besides there was only one woman for him and that was Carvida. Only her. "Why are you here?" He asked, his blue eyes filled with disgust and hatred.

"I.. Well.. I came to take the laundry" She stuttered looking down.

Lucius raised an eyebrow. "The laundry? At this time of the night?" He asked. "You know what? Don't answer this. Just take the laundry and get out" He added wanting the woman gone already.

Katerina quickly nodded and grabbed the basket of laundry before leaving hurriedly with red cheeks. He rolled his eyes and slammed the door shut locking it. He really needed to learn to lock his door.

Shaking his head, he dried himself and wore his clothes quickly. He then walked towards the window and looked out watching as the wind blew. "I miss you so much my little flower" He whispered softly, his mind consumed by her once more.

"I'm coming soon baby... Just wait" He added to himself and he meant it. Soon he would get his revenge and return to her. No matter what... He would return.

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