White Lion's POV
KEN LAUGHED
"I knew you were going to come back. Are you here to shoot me? What. Why are you staring? Common do what you came here for or are you a coward?!" He screams.
"What did you think. That I was going to let you betray me and walk away freely. That you were going to win against me the White Lion. That you were going to touch what's mine and live?" I chuckle bitterly. "My oh my you should have known better."
"She is not yours! She has never been yours! Even before you could dream of seeing her she was mine. she has always belonged to me. Only to me! So when you brought the plan to me, I couldn't be happier. You gave her to me on a platter of gold. Even if you kill me now she won't still be yours so give up your plan already. You want to judge me Lion, but you are just like me. Even worst."
"I am not a rapist." I say through clenched teeth.
Ken chuckles. "Oh yea, the hypocrisy. Didn't you touch her like I did her."
"Yes, but in your case you will die for it. All you had to do Ken was what I told you to do. But you had to have her didn't you?" I start to walk closer to him so that we are only a few inches apart.
"You don't deserve her anymore than I do. Even if you save her from me countless times. Even if you change your name and leave the country you will always be White Lion. The politicians hit man, the drug dealer.
You are not good for her. I had to save her from you."
"Kill me if you are going to otherwise let me go back Lion. Because the truth is we are the same. You brought me back into her life, I would never have had the courage to come back. You wanted me to be the villain and that's exactly what I was, the only problem is I didn't do it for you. You are just like me, A monster. You saved her from the demons you created for her. I am your creation White Lion!"
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"Changing your name doesn't make you any less of a killer than you are."
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"Please, I don't want to die." The man begs falling to his knees. I shot him anyway, it was the job.
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Monster! Monster! White Lion is a monster!
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"Don't! Don't leave me Scar. Please. I can't live without you! I love you. I love you so much. I love you, whoever you are. I love you." She says.
"I love you, Mira."
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MY LIPS WERE FINDING IT'S WAY DOWN TO MIRA'S EXPOSED BOOBS. She gasped, mending my lips with hers. Her hands move to my throat and I feel a sharp pain on the side. My eyes widen in shock, I am bleeding.
"Die White Lion! Die! Monster!"
"Good morning, Mr Noah Agu." A voice greeted summoning me from my nightmares. My eyes flew open as I looked around the room in fear.
I rubbed my face in an attempt to calm my wild heartbeats.
The nightmares, they were always there to hunt me. Ken's voice, the people I had killed, the fear that Mira thought that I was a monster, the fucking tattoo of a white Lion on my arm and chest, a reminder of the monster I once was.
Mira was right, changing my name won't change who I am or what I have done. How can I ask her to love me if I didn't love myself, if I couldn't love myself.
I deserved so many things in life but love, I wasn't so sure if I deserved love if I deserved forgiveness. I could not bring myself to let her go even if I knew that I was too bad for her.
I sighed deeply and rested my head on the pillow forgetting that someone had just called me. My heart beat returned to normal but my mind was everywhere and no where.
Mira.
I had kissed Mira. She had learnt about the truth. We had made love in her room and on her bed. But she was..
"Good Morning Mr Noah Agu." The man repeated.
The voice was deep, too deep to belong to Mira. She was not here. Mira was not by my side as I had hoped. No wonder the nightmares presided, she left me.
My eyes fluttered open to see two men standing at the door. I was covered with Mira's duvet so my nakedness was not in full view of the two police men standing in front of me now.
The sun Illuminated the room causing me to squint my eyes a bit as they were quite sensitive to sunlight. My heart beat accelerated as my skull pounded at the back of my head.
It was as if I had just woken up from a terrible hangover. Like I had spent the previous night engaging all my vices, all my sins, embracing all the things in the world that was good for me, but the things I shouldn't be having.
Mira!
My heart beats her name.
"Good morning." I greeted back, taking in a deep breath. My voice came out hoarse and raspy. The two police men were white, dressed in their famous blew and black. One was shorter and was of lesser built than the other. He was the one holding out an envelope to me, his deep blue eyes focused on me.
At first my heart skipped from fear that the police had finally caught up with me then I remembered that I was a dead man to everyone including myself. Fear, it wasn't something that I could afford showing. Not now, not ever.
"Miss Mira has asked us to deliver this to you." The shorter man said, walking towards the bed. He handed the envelope he was holding out to me, while his eyes continued to trail my face studying it for any reaction.
My face remained blank.
I took the paper from him, but for fear refused to open in. I leaned out of the bed so that my legs touched the soft rug while Mira's grey duvet still covered the lower part of my body.
"What is it?" I asked staring up at them. I tried to contain the fear in my voice since I had already lost the battle of taming the one in my heart.
Mira.
Where is she?
"It is a restraining order. Mira has filed a restraining order against you taking effect from this morning. She has requested that we escort you out of the premises before she returns which would be in the next," He glanced at his watch. "In the next ten minutes."
My heart stopped. Anger, fear, pain, deviance, pain, pain, anger, love, deviance. A series of emotions coercing through me.
"Well this is ridiculous!" I hissed throwing the envelope to the vanity Mirror opposite the bed. I refused to look at my reflection in the mirror, scared of what might stare back at me.
The both men looked at themselves and back at me.
"You have been accused of harassment and kidnapping and if you come close to her even 299 feet close to her we would have no choice than to properly start a case on this, and you face possible deportment." The taller man warned and I knew then that they meant business, so did Mira.
Maybe I could find her at work and talk some sense into her.
Should I find her, should I? Did I deserve her? But I couldn't live without her. My love was selfish.
I excused the policemen and quickly dressed up, finding my clothes well arranged on one of the couches in the small round parlor in Mira's beautiful room.
I wanted to stay as long as I could just to inhale her scent, but I looked through the window to see that the police men were waiting for me.
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"Andrea! Go to Mira's office immediately, check if she is there. If she is, ask her to report to me right now!" I ordered. I had rushed to work immediately after freshening up at home. I had forgotten to take any pain killers and right now my brain wanted to explode.
I couldn't afford to talk to anyone except Andrea. She was my most trusted Secretary and one day maybe she could be promoted as my PA.
That would be when she finally manages to learn how to organize her thoughts and my office. She did almost everything for me, but where she was perfect in everything else her organization skills were whack and it was why I needed Jane the almost fifty year old woman who had more gossip in her than work and Clara the woman who seemed to be so organize, her taste for perfection became a flaw. She made sure everything was perfect, from her short hair to her manicured hand.
Andrea stared at me like I had grown two horns. "Do you understand what I am saying?" I asked, pushing to the side other thoughts. My voice was laced with urgency and anger.
I expected her to stand as I spoke, not gaping at me with scared eyes and tightened lips.
"Sir, Mirabel reported to work about thirty minutes ago and she submitted this." Andrea said, slowly rising from her sit with an envelope.
An envelope was the last thing I wanted to see right now. Not again!
She walked to me and I took the envelope from her outstretched hands. "What is this?" I asked through clenched teeth. From the look Andrea gave to me I could tell that she was aware how angry I was.
"I assume it is a resignation letter, Sir." She replied.
I stared at her mouth slightly agape, fist clenched. My heart beat accelerated, "OK. Cancel all my appointments for this morning." I said, even though inside me my emotions were taking over.
I pressed the password to my office, letting myself in.
Immediately I got into my office, I shredded the envelope into tiny pieces and threw it into the bin that was by the door. I wanted to kill something or someone but I quickly casted away such thoughts.
You have changed Noah! You are no longer a monster. You are now Mira's angel. Mira's lover.
I slumped on my chair as tears pricked my eyes out of frustration, out of anger and rage.
Mira.
Mira.
From the first day I set my eyes on her I became the man who loved, killed and lived for her. Nothing short of that. Nothing more than that. Noah- Mira. Noah loves Mira. Noah had to have Mira. Noah was the man who loved Mira, The end.
I slid out my phone from my pocket and dialed Sophia's number. She was the only one who knew all my plans from the beginning. The only one I could trust with all my secrets.
She picked on the first ring.
"To what do I owe this honor?" She sounded so amused. "Did Marcus call you to talk to me?" She asked.
I sighed and leaned back on to my chair trying to tame my raging demons. "No. Why would he. Are you guys having issues again?" I sighed.
"No. No. Of course not Lion. Why did you call?" She said in a rush.
"Mira knows." I sighed, picking up a pen from the table and pressing down on the button.
And she hates you.
And she loves you.
And you were her first man just yesterday.
She kept herself for you.
You can't let her go.
I can't let her go. I won't. She's the only one keeping you alive, us alive! My demons screamed.
"What! How? Are you serious?!" She sounded just as shocked as I had expected her to be. I pressed my hands on my forehead and chuckled bitterly taking in a deep breath.
"I called her Reina." I confessed, knowing how stupid it sounded now that I said it out loud. I shouldn't have done that. But deep inside I wanted her to know that it was me, that I belonged to her.
"You did what! You are now careless!" She hissed. I could tell how disappointed she was at my confession even without her voicing it out.
But I won't change a thing if I were to do it all again. Mira deserved the truth. She deserved to know the man she was in love with, that she is in love with. Enough of the lies! Enough!
"I just wanted her to remember me. I wanted to make sure that she still remembered who I am. That was careless I admit, but that's not how she found out anyway."
"So how did she find out?" Sophia asked, sounding a bit calmer.
"There is a mark in between my thumb and she saw it yesterday when I was admiring a painting in her house." I laughed. "She freaked out Sophia she really did and then..."
"And then what?" She sounded intrigued, curious.
I wanted to tell her that we made love and it was the best thing to have ever happened to me but, but I just couldn't. I felt that it was something I should keep within me. Something I should protect.
"And then she filed a restraining order against me and accused me of harassment and of kidnapping her."
"What!" Sophia exclaimed, laughing. "Mira is still as impulsive as ever. So what are you going to do. You know, you can still come back and continue from where you stopped the gang misses you."
"I am over that life Sophia!" I objected. "I have a life here..."
"Or you have Mira there.." She cut in.
"Well they are one and the same." I sighed.
"Yeah right. So what are you going to do now."
I thought hard about Sophia's question. My options were easy, let Mira go, or pursue her to the ends of the earth. Death or life. Good or bad. It was all grey, all the lines were blurred but only one thing remained clear as always.
"I have to end my business with Mike. I need to find out where he has kept Mr Rush. Once that business is done not even a thousand men would stop me from getting Mira back..."
She loves me. I love her. We are meant to be together. Fate is on our side.
"How determined." Sophia chuckled, slightly. We both remained silent for a while before she spoke up again. "Do you think that she still loves you."
"She never stopped."
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