Devilish Bonds

Chapter 23

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Author's Pov:

Lucifer rushed inside the mall as soon as he got the call from Ana.

"Close the doors!" He roared at the managers, "No one should go out of this mall alive."

Chaos erupted at his words. Children started crying at the voice of the gunshots, but Lucifer ignored their cries and turned to his men.

"Search every fucking corner of this mall," he commanded in a deadly calm voice, "I want the princess in front of me within the next 30 minutes."

His men nodded and left while Lucifer called the others.

"Dad, where are you all?" he asked coldly.

"We are outside the mall," Ethan said, his voice filled with worry, "Did you find her?"

"Not yet," he said and hung the call.

He ran his fingers through his hair frustratedly and ran inside the place, looking for his munchkin.

(In McDonalds)

As Zoya finished her milkshake, the sound of gunshots echoed through the mall, causing everyone to panic. Zoya sighed and looked at Adriano with a pout.

"Why the pout, Preciousness?" Adriano asked gently.

"You are in danger now," she said while wiping her lips with a tissue.

"You are Ethan Anderson's daughter, aren't you?" he asked with a sigh.

"Yes I am!" Zoya said happily, "but how did you know Mr.?"

"Because he is my enemy," he mumbled under his breath.

"Sorry?" she said with a puzzled expression, "I no hear you."

"Nothing Preciousness," he said with a forced smile.

"Mhm," she said, her eyes droopy, "Tired."

Adriano smiled and picked her from the table and cradled her slowly.

"Rest Preciousness," he said softly.

"No," Zoya said with a tired pout, "You need to be proctetd."

"Its protected preciousness," he said with a chuckle, "And why do you think I need to be protected?"

"You have a pretty baby," she said with a smile, "I saw his photo in your wallet."

Adriano was way more shocked and touched by her words.

"He is not a baby anymore, Preciousness," Adriano said, with a hint of sadness, "He is 13 years old."

"But Papa said no matter how old I am, I will always be his baby," she said with a pout.

He chuckled at her cuteness and nodded, but before he could say anything more, another wave of gunshots was fired,

"Lets go before this mall burns down," he said and got up with her in his arms. He picked the parcels in one hand and walked out of the restaurant.

"Silly me, I forgot to ask you name," Zoya said with big eyes, "Mr. What is your name?".

"I am Adriano Lombardi," he said with a smile.

"Pretty name," Zoya said with a smile.

"Thanks Preciousness," he said and rushed out of the place and towards the centre of the mall, where Vincenzo was waiting.

Adriano walked to Vincenzo, who had his gun ready, his expression cold as ice. Vincenzo turned abruptly, as soon as he sensed someone coming towards him. Zoya abruptly pushed her tiny sneaker off and aimed it at Vincenzo's wrist making the gun in his hand fall instantly.

The father son duo stared at her in surprise.

"Don't you dare point that gun at him," Zoya said in a deadly tone, "or else the gun won't be the thing falling."

Adriano chuckled at her confidence and turned to his son.

"Looks like someone can beat you Vince," he said with a raised eyebrow.

"Not funny dad," Vince said glaring at Zoya.

"Vince? Dad?" Zoya mumbled and her eyes widened at the realization. She turned to Adrian and mumbled, "Your baby?"

Adrian, not being able to say anything, just nodded and laughed. Zoya's cheeks flushed, making her hide her face in his chest. 

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