Revenge's Heavy Heart

Prologue

Get it together Verena. I tell myself as I look at Davian who is sitting on his couch reading a book while seeping from his tea. He combs his hand through his wet and messy hair as he submerges himself deeper in his reading. It is now or never, his guard is down, the house staff is gone for the night and the good thing is he does not have men guarding the house. I have to wait for the message from Tim to confirm that the cameras have been turned off. 

"Nesryn my love," his voice snaps me out of my thoughts and I smile walking towards him, going around the right side of the couch, and standing in front of him. 

"Why do you keep calling me that?" 

"Because you are my gorgeous wildflower" he smiles at me, genuinely smiling at me. It scares me how my heart starts pacing quicker at his smile and my cheeks start feeling warm. 

"You can call me by a wildflower name instead" he chuckles and looks at me,

"Okay then my gorgeous Plain Coreopsis." I frown at the stupid nickname to which he smiles sipping his tea and setting it to the side. "Nesryn it is then?" 

"I guess so". He proceeds to carry me princess-style and takes me to his bedroom.

Its time. Tim has sent the message, and Davian is asleep. It's all according to plan. I slowly and silently get out of bed, going out of the bedroom and into the guest room where some of my stuff was left. I head to the closet opening it and grabbing the duffle bag which I open. This is where I kept my weapons such as my daggers, knives, and kunai but...they are missing. What the fuck? I made sure to keep this as hidden as possible under blankets. Fuck fuck fuck this is not good. Did I accidentally put them in another bag or- "What are you looking for Verena?" I turn to look at Davian who is holding a backpack. I swallow hard, could he have gotten his hands on my weap-

 "Why did you have all of this in your duffle bag? Were young going to slaughter pigs or something?" He raises his right eyebrow in a questioning manner. 

"Give me my stuff back Davian" 

"Why?" "Maybe because its mine?" He looks at me and starts walking towards me. 

"Why would you bring these here." He takes out one of my daggers which he analyzes and sees the sigil. Fuck, I'm screwed. "And why do they have the Lunette sigil Verena." His tone grows cold and stern just like his gaze once he sets it upon me.

In the blink of an eye, we are both on the ground. I tried to take the bag but he threw it on the bed and the wrestling started. He was only pinning my arms, I could tell he was not trying to harm me. 

"Why" he screams at my face once he can pin me down, my back to the floor. 

"You disgust me. You fucking asshole. You thought I fell for you? You fucking monster unworthy of love" I spit on his face and he closes his eyes. 

"Verena-" 

"Shut the hell up. You loved killing my parents? Did you send your men to rape my mother? Beat her to death? Chop my father in pieces?" he opens his eyes confused. Stupid asshole, why are you making such an idiotic face? 

"What are you-" I am able to kick him off me and scramble to the backpack grabbing my gun and pointing at him. 

 "Revenge was always said to be bittersweet but, at this moment Davian, it is the sweetest thing I could ever ask for." But it wasn't, it hurt. Despite always reminding myself to not fall for who killed my parents. . . I did. I look into his eyes holding back my tears.

"You feel it, don't you? This is wrong and you know it. Revenge for what Verena? I do not even know what is going on. I did nothing to you. I did nothing to your parents.

He is not wrong, from the beginning it felt wrong. Did it? Or is it my Revenge'd Heavy Heart making me double think . . . Am I doing the right thing?