Chapter Two:

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"We have to walk by faith to possess all that is duly ours."

― Lailah Gifty Akita, Goodreads

Aaron's POV

When he entered her room he took a quick glance at his surrounding . It was   feminine, princessy room that was looked like as if it came out of a fairy tale  , it was so luxurious that one could say that the owner of the room went to all the extent to bring the room to it's former state , everything in the room from the white canopy giant bed that had fake plant vines that were creeping on the canopy , to the book shelf that looked so delicate not to forget the fine wood that might have cost million to build, to the drapes on the large white window, the  drapes were translucent in white velvet with the embroidery small pearls ,  metal threads , quills and  embroidered on the curtains and with the sunlight that entered the room the pearls glittered like diamonds. 

  It brought memories of the room they  had worked together on to  renovate and decorate especially for her , It was something she always dreamed about. The moment he got hold of her old drawings which took her years to make that was basically a mapping about how her room was going to look in the future he knew he had to fulfill her wish. At first she had outright rejected the prospect when he had expressed his desire to build her a room just like the one in her drawings but later on his insisting they started acting upon it. The very next day he started gathering supplies that he required and together they build her a room that was  straight out of her imagination. She was so happy  that day, in fact it was one of the few times he had seen her that happy. She looked at her room with wide eyes and in utter awe unable to express it in words. 

He had looked at the  end result with a look of satisfaction in his eyes than at the  tried to read the expressions of the girl who was worthy of his every sweat and handwork that went into bringing her dream into it's physical form  . She stood there in a daze and  childish awe on her face and an angelic smile that instantly brightened her features and made his heart beat faster. at at that moment he had known  every bruise , cut and the expenses spent on her dreams were worth it. He wanted her to feel like a princess every single day and dream like one . Even the first time he saw her he was reminded of a princess. and he had thought that could someone look sophisticated even when they were covered in grease and sweat that was beyond him. It wasn't just him who was frozen at his place by the sight of her. There were many others like him who were frozen at their spots by the mare sight of her, he had seen felt his heart skip a beat when she had passed by , he had wanted her to notice him just like he had done so , he had looked around the room and known he wasn't the only one who had felt that way in fact there were many others who kept stealing glances at her. 

Now  that he thought of those memories it brought him pain and regret every single day. He reminisced her memories just to forget the pain and agony that remained with him for  all these  years. He had left that room because he couldn't bear to look stand there one more second, the agonizing pain for so fucking unbearable and suffocating and he knew he need a shower just to clear his head. The moment he knew he was in the safety of his room he had started undressing himself , his head was filled with so many memories and no matter how much he tried to clear his head he couldn't stop thinking about her , he couldn't stop thinking about his past. The moment he had entered the confines of his shower  he had  stood under the cold shower, the water had hit him with full force and no matter what he did it didn't calm him down , his mind won't stop from unraveling the memories that were stuck in his mind like a recorder. 

 The coldness had stopped working on him a long time ago even when he thought it could possibly help him it didn't. His back was all red due to the ice cold water that hit it  with the harsh force , the water was coming at him with full impact as if it wasn't water but cement  , but he just stood there for hours hoping to regain some control but the control that he use to have over his mind and his body never came. It was just another day and  he  had felt his hot tears that glided down his cheeks , he had felt the stinging sensation in his eyes that confirmed his suspicions and than he lost control of himself when  broke down under the shower . He stood there for hours letting his tears mix with the water and than disappear in the drain .He felt as insignificant and lost without her as his tears were in the water .She was his sanity and peace and he knew without her he would have none, his body had become a rogue from the moment she had left him .

He knew the moment he was going to leave the safety of his shower for the world and himself  he was going to be that guy who had no weaknesses, the guy who was a ruthless Mafia lord who exploited  every situation just to make a gain out of it , he was as corrupted as this world was .Outside this place he  was feared and respected by everyone  and it gave him a sense of power over himself and he  he did that just to forget who was when he was without her, he wanted to be an enemy to this world so that he would only be loved by her and no one else.

He looked at himself in the mirror. He could see a man with no flaws and utter perfection , a face that was beautiful beyond ones wildest imagination the high cheek bones on his face would have been attraction for the opposite gender and his own too, his  jet black hairs that were cropped short in a neat cut, those lips that were so perfect as if someone took hours to draw them out, He was thin and tall with muscles that were well hidden under the white towels  but nothing about his face stood out to  him only the rigid expressions on his face despite his recent break down and his eyes that were  melancholic that portrayed the man  who was suffering in silence. 

In those seven years his determination increased with time , the thirst for revenge was hard to quench , all he wanted to do was to  find those nine  men and bring them to justice, he wanted to see them suffer in a far more gruesome way that he and his Sophie had suffered, he wanted to unleash his wrath by his own hands   but up till now he failed to make any progress , he wasn't able to know their identities, or the full events of that night but he knew the days weren't very far only a single evidence could bring him closer to them and the day he find them it was an end game for them , so far they had succeeded in their game but he was patiently waiting for his chance and when he was going to get the opportunity he was unstoppable.   

  His clothes for the day was already there on the bed like always by one of his assistant . A black slim fit suit jacket , white button up shirt with black tie and black slim fit suit trousers. Today was Friday, the last day of the week and also the day when he wore suits and formals. Tomorrow was a very special day for him so he hoped to get down with his work and finish it on time. Today there was a lot on his agenda , he didn't have a single minute to spear or waste , his schedule was tight  but he knew he was going to finish his work by today only no matter how dangerous or impossible looking it was.

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