Two Broken Hearts

Chapter forty-three

Maria's POV:

When I got into the club it was very much full.

I ordered one water because I had a strong headache and wasn't up for alcohol.

I waited a few moments until I finally spotted the guy from the picture that I needed to kill.

He was in his forties and was well known in his community.

I started going towards him but his bodyguards.. his fucking bodyguards stopped me, getting in my way.

"Miss, we need name and why do you want to talk to Mr. Perry." One of them said looking sternly at me.

I cleared my throat and wanted to lie and say that I know him but I quickly changed my story. This guy knows me very well. He probably expects me. He knows I am good friends with Mr. Norman and that I would be coming for him.

"Tell him K.K is here. He'll know who I am." I said to the two guys.

One of them got inside the VIP line where Mr. Perry was and was gone for about 2 minutes.

The guy got back and whispered something to the other.

He nodded his head and looked straight at me: "Give us your weapons before going in." He said.

I rolled my eyes and took out my gun. I didn't give them my knifes because I'm going to kill him with it.

"I want that back tho!" I said, glaring at both of them.

They nodded and let me in, following close behind me.

I immediately spotted him. He was at one of the expensive tables with two more people. There were stripers around his table wearing almost nothing and giving him drinks.

I got in front of him and he looked up at me.

"Finally! Nice to meet you, K. I heard a lot of things about you." Mr. Perry said giving me his creepy as hell smile.

I faked smiled at him: "I doubt it's good things but I assure you, I don't bite." I said and sat opposite him.

The striper sat on his lap and started giving him a lap dance while I looked away, embarrassed a little by the scenary.

"I heard you were very young, K. But I didn't believe you could be much young if you killed so many people. We met once before but that was just vaguely when you killed my friend and got away from me." He said, spitting venom from his mouth.

I chuckled: "I'm glad you remember that! It's actually an honor. We, killers, are famous in this world, somehow like celebrities. I love my fare share of fame." I smiled, sweetly.

He glared at me and sent all the girls and guys away. Leaving just the two of us in the room, along with three of his bodyguards.

"Why are you here, K? What do you want? I let you be and you're here again, asking for troubles." He stated, leaning on his knees.

"You're the one asking for troubles. What do you have against Mr. Norman? Or his wife? Don't you care even a little about who you're killing?" I asked, mad at him for killing an innocent woman.

"Oh, you're the one to talk? You killed many, many innocents. My friend for example, what did he do to you?" He asked, still glaring at me.

"He actually wasn't innocent. He was getting in between my father's business. He always stole our weapons and was killing our people." I stated a fact.

"So you're still defending your father?" He asked, chuckling.

"I'm definitely not. He ain't a saint. Actually I would love if someone would just kill him." I said, shrugging.

"Then we agree on something. But answer me, K. I'm not stupid. You're here to kill me, right?" He asked, serious.

I chuckled: "I'm actually not." I lied of course: "This is just a warning from Mr. Norman. He said not to kill you." I said. If he knew the truth he would most likely kill me right away because he is a pussy.

"Why are you lying? He doesn't want to kill me? I killed his wife! Of course he wants to." He said, getting mad and standing up.

I stood up too: "Maybe he will ask me to kill you eventually. I'm sure that day will come. For now I will leave you to die from being scared of me." I said and started to walk away.

When I heard his deep sigh and a gun behind loaded I knew he wants to kill me.

I made my way towards the two guards and at the right moment I turned around and put one of the guys in front of me. To protect me from the bullets. When the guy fell on the floor I grabbed the other one and protected myself yet again.

Mr. Perry was out of bullets and I took a knife from my heel and stabbed the last guard in the leg and started going towards Mr. Perry.

He trembled: "You said you won't kill me!" He yelled, obviously scared.

"I actually lied. And you tried to kill me. Say goodbye. Mr. Norman sends you his greetings." I said and as I was about to stab him, someone from behind me injected me with a needle and I quickly fell unconscious.

The world went black and I fell into a pit of blackness.

After some time I had tied hands and legs while my eyes were covered.

I felt we were moving in a car or something and I was in a small space. I was also very claustrophobic and couldn't properly breathe.

I waited like that for some time and suddenly we came to a stop.

I heard opening of doors and people talking and coming out of the car.

I understood that I was in the trunk because someone opened it and I felt a little more light coming.

So it was at least a day since I've been unconscious. It was night time when they injected me.

I pretended I still wasn't awake when someone took me in their arms and started walking towards... Somewhere.

When they finally stopped walking and put me down on a chair I spoke up.

"Where the fuck am I?" I asked, feeling annoyed by this whole situation.

This never happens to me. Now it was happening more and more and I was pissed and frustrated.

Someone chuckled from in front of me and took of the fabric in front of my eyes.

The light blinded me and I closed my eyes, trying to get adjusted to the bright light.

I looked up and unfortunately for me I saw my father standing in front of me with his famous evil smirk.

I sighed and closed my eyes hoping that I was having a nightmare.

"Hello, sunshine! It's clear that the last time you were here I didn't teach you enough of a lesson from running away. Today we're going to fix that." He said and I knew that if he lets me live it would be a miracle.

So I didn't say anything and tried to shut my mind from all the thoughts. Trying to become numb to anything.