Irresistible Invitations

Chapter 15

Zachary Pov

“Yeah that will be good” I said and he gave me his card.

“If you like the proposal, contact me in this number” Mr. Cameron said and went away to meet some other people.

I kept the card in my wallet and walked back towards my house.

Never had I imagined Juliette to be so careless. If she would have been stayed a little longer, definitely she would have passed out. Earlier, when my eyes fell on her shockingly I found myself praising the fact that indeed she looked beautiful in that dress of hers in the party. That colour looked good on her.

Then I jerked out my thoughts thinking what in the world was I doing praising her when she was nothing but a headache for me. But no matter how much I tried to avoid her my eyes would automatically try to search her among the people. But I did noticed her pale face and her closing her eyes in every minute as if she was trying to control her own body.

Finally when she closed her eyes and held her forehead I couldn’t resist the need to ask what her problem was. Then she answered she was not feeling well. Her temperature was undoubtedly very high that it even shocked me how in the world did she last that long without passing out.

I rubbed my forehead and took long strides to reach her. I just hoped her to take those medicines and asleep by now. I am not very good in assisting people when they are sick or consoling people when they cry.

Turning the knob, I opened the door only to come before a sight which somehow blew my consciousness away.

There in my bed slept two figures. One was undoubtedly Juliette, as she slept soundly with the quilt covering her up to her chin while next to her slept a man whom I was sure that I had no clue on who he was. The quilt covered upto his bare chest as he slept with one hand under his head and another on his chest.

I took a step back and closed the door silently. I rubbed my forehead in aggravation and took a long deep breath to control myself not to murder in my own house.

I opened the door again and walked towards them. Silently I threw the quilt off from the man which immediately made him jerk up from his sleeping position. He stood up before me and looked at me in shock.

“Its not what you are thinking. Seriously, we weren’t doing anything in your room” he said and turned around to leave but I stopped him by keeping a hand on his shoulder and immediately he tensed up under my touch.

I looked back at Juliette to see her stirring in her sleep but not wanting to wake her up, I took the quilt and covered her properly before gesturing the man silently walk out of the room and without uttering any word he walked out with me following him. I closed the door silently and turned towards the man.

“It was Juliette who called me here. I swear I didn’t want to do anything but your wife is a golddig-” he shut his mouth when he saw me pulling my gun out from my back.

“This is mine favorite revolver you know but do you know the saddest part?“I asked as I looked into his eyes which were now widened at the sight of my revolver.

“I haven’t got a chance to use it since I bought it but now” I smirked looking at him up and down “I think I will get a chance to inaugurate this. How ironic?” I said and pointed the gun directly on one of his eyes.

“But now I think I shouldn’t just kill you in one click. It will be no fun. The best part of killing is torturing, I would start it by shooting your black orbs first. Then may be your leg, so that you yelp and hop in one leg till I satisfy with your pain. Then your hand, then your other leg. Oh! it will be a sight to see you crawling on the dusty ground. Or maybe” I looked up thinking “in the water”.

“My bad! How will you swim when both of your legs are shot? You will drown. Oh my God. That means you will die? You are going to die?” I asked and chuckled seeing his pale face. Then I pointed the gun directly on his forehead.

“Or maybe I should just give you an easy death with no suffering” I said and pulled the slide back of the revolver.

“Wait! What are you doing? You can’t kill me. You are not suppose to kill a-anyone” he stuttered looking frightened.

“Don’t worry I don’t care about killing people. I am mad now. I am mad because not only you got into my place, you had the audacity to lie on my face and even had the nerve to lie to me looking straight into my eyes. At one point I would have even considered to let you go but do you know what sin you did? You slept next to my wife on my bed and had the nerve to call her using filthy words. You have invited your own death” I said and pointed the gun on his direction.

“Wait! No please no. Okay! Okay! I agree that I made a mistake. I lied! I lied. Nothing happened between us. Your wife was sleeping when I came here and she had no clue about me when I sneaked up inside the bed. I was told to do all this. I am just an actor. I was going to be paid for this. I don’t have any enmity with your wife or you. Please don’t kill me” he begged and literally he looked as if he was in the brink of passing out.

“I already know that. Do you think I’m stupid?” I smirked and rotated the revolver between my finger from its trigger guard.

“Who do you think I am?” I gave him a crooked smile and gestured behind him.

He looked confused but soon his expression turned into a shocked one when both Marc and Jeffery, took hold of him from behind.

“Take him. Where you know” I said and kept the revolver back.

“Wait! Take me where? I did nothing. Wait! Believe me. I was just doing my work. Please” he struggled against them while I rolled my eyes at him as if I cared.

Marc and Jeffery dragged him out of the house where they could take care of him.

“Well it was not needed, you know” I heard him from behind me and sighing I turned around.

S. S. Sahoo

#220 in Romance
#149 in Billionaires
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Story about: love, mafia, mafia leader

Edited: 30.09.2020

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