Mr. Know-it-all

C H A P T E R 11

REGINA'S P.O.V

I was losing my sanity with every passing second. I was scared to open the bag in the fear of what I might find inside. My hands shook slightly as I pulled the string of the bag to open it. It wasn't heavy but I could feel there was something valuable inside. I emptied the bag on my bed to avoid touching the contents of the bag.

"Holy..." The word escaped my mouth as I saw tiny sparkling crystals scattering on my bed. Except they weren't ordinary crystals, they were diamonds.

"So that's why he was so pissed about it." I whispered to myself. These diamonds promised a fortune. There was no way that Asher could have them just by running Lachlan's business. I smelt illegal in here. He was definitely involved in something I couldn't put my finger on. My mind instantly went to the briefcase that I was supposed to deliver. These diamonds were given in exchange of that briefcase. What did it contain? Drugs?

I found it hard to believe. Any drug wasn't worth the amount of diamonds I had in front of me. What did I get myself into. How can I be so stupid? I was enraged at Asher and I had kept the bag without thinking anything. I was just bitter and I wanted him to suffer.

I had no mental stability to count the diamonds and I hastily put them all back. They were cold against my skin. A thought struck me.

What if I steal them? I might just steal them, grab Ana, get a flight to some remote island and never look back. What else was left for me over here? I remembered how Asher had mocked me when he threatened me about my family.

"Whatever you have left of a family."

I was sure that he had done a background check on me and he knew I didn't have anyone except Ana. I resented him for bringing it like that. I had a messed up family and now, Ana is pretty much all I have for a family. I am proud of my eighteen year old self, because I took the right decision. I don't know what became of my mother or Owen. I heard from my aunt once that they had flown to Mexico for good. They are gone and I hope that they never come back. However, whenever I think about mom I feel lost. Like I was a piece of her and now that she is not here anymore, I will have to stay lost like this.

My aunt, whom I had trusted more than my mother, had always kept me under her scrutiny from afar until she had to leave the country with her husband. She was afraid that those people will come for me and Ana because we were like an unfinished business. Roman Steele was a dangerous man and my aunt wanted to protect us from him at any cost, until she had to leave for unknown reasons. I didn't hold any resentment against her. She had a life and I didn't expect her to spend it looking out for me. I could do that on my own.

Even though I remember his face as clear as the day, I wasn't sure if the man that had come to our house was Roman Steele or not. My aunt said everybody knows that he exists but no one has actually seen him. This is why whenever I am alone, I can't stop getting paranoid about someone following me.

All things aside, I am never going to return this bag to Asher. He can go to hell. I don't care if it costs him his life. I don't know how powerful he is but I certainly know how he took advantage of me and threatened me using physical force. I could have died and I am keeping these diamonds as a compensation. I needed to hide them somewhere and that couldn't be anywhere in this room, and I can't take them anywhere outside because it would be a piece of cake for him to track me down. I had an idea but for that I had to go back to my old apartment.

It was three in the morning and I had only six hours left to sleep. However, I couldn't sleep at all. I felt like getting away from this place for a while. I needed to clear my head to decide what I was going to do in coming days. How can I get rid of this job and the constant fear of Asher trailing me. I didn't plan on leaving the country, of course, but I planned on coming clean about me having the red bag that he was looking for. If I left the job and disappeared, that would be a hell lot of suspicious. I had to take it slow which meant: find another job and leave so it wouldn't look like an impulsive decision. I hoped I wasn't overthinking this and my mind was taking me in the right direction.