Serena

Chapter 35

Serena's POV

"Nothing but revenge!" Boris spits, his eyes flaring with such anger. His gun shaking from his hand and inner rage.

Before I provoke Boris, I had sent Vincent to evacuate my family first.
I truely overlooked tonight's event, seeing as Koen and Aleksander had also snuck in successfully. But that discussion will have to be saved for later. Glancing around my surroundings, Koen on my right and Alek on my left.

My mind quickly runs through all the possible solutions at once, knowing Boris's patience is limited and that my life is at stake. And if I'm dead, all my work will be for nothing. But acting now without knowing whether my family is out or not is not a gamble I'll take.

"Drop your fucking gun, bastard. Have some manners for the lady." Alek flips into a serious side, I've never seen before. He doesn't waste a second, pulling the safety lock off the gun he holds, pointing at Boris.

Boris calculates for a while, still aiming his gun at me but I start to smell the fear and hesitation leaking from him. His eyes bouncing around the three of us, unsure of who would be his treat.
"Get lost, blondie. I have nothing against you." He shouts before he looks over to Koen, "you too, Josh. You were a nice chat, I don't wanna hurt you."

"Well, I have something against you, you ugly dick! Pointing your damn gun at my future wife is my business." Offended and angered, Alek takes a step forward, stretching his arm, the gun aimed to Boris' head.

"Fine! Today, I will flood the floor with your blood and paint these walls red!" Boris yells losing control of his emotions, causing chaos within the guests behind us to shriek and scatter to the exits.

I try to recount back on his history, hoping to buy more time for my family, "The death of your families-

"-Shut the fuck up!" He suddenly pulls another gun out behind his back, pointing it straight towards Alek, with his gun on me unmoved. "Your little tricks won't work on me. I watched you for years, wench." He giggles, shaking his whole body.

Fuck, I underestimated this old geek's sanity.

My mind starts to circle, spinning as a turbo, figuring another plan that will not risk my death. The corner of my eyes suddenly notice Vincent sneaking behind Boris, I advert my eyes to focus on Boris to not give away his spot.

"Shit, you got me there Boris." I awfully act mimicking a scared girl, grabbing the roots of my hair, pulling. Then I drop the play, holding my hand into a gun gesture at him. "Bang!"

He's confusion doesn't stay for long when Vincent lunges onto him, dropping him down the floor into a tight headlock. I don't waste a second to  jump into the scene, Alek and Koen following behind me. Boris struggles, firing thoughtless shots at the ceiling and walls. Koen brushes past my shoulder, leaping in, restraining both of Boris arms back.

"My family?" I quickly ask Vincent as I forcefully steal Boris' guns out of his hands.

"They're all out." He huffs pushing the pig's face down to the ground.

"What are you going to do with him?" Koen asks, lifting his face towards my direction. "He..."

"He dies." Alek interrupts, stating his decision, digging the barrel onto Boris' head. I can't agree more but it all seemed too simple...