The Love Letter!

"Here it is, sire!"

Renna could feel his penetrating stare, while Ronan stood right opposite to her on the cash counter. 

But the lady had to keep herself calm in order to keep her so called disguise, because the empty flower shop and it's owner was definitely not the criminal person to put into danger. 

She wrapped the ice blue paper around the thorny stems carefully and tucked a heart shaped sticker along with a ribbon, in the middle. She never hated any flower but in the heat of that moment Renna felt like crushing those roses, how dare Ronan claimed to mourn over her when he was keeping a secret lover!?

She forced a smile on her face and turned around with the bouquet, while Ronan's keen stare was still analysing the surroundings and her. But to the Lord's dismay and surprise of course, there was not a single clue in the flower shop that could expose her. 

"Thank you. How much?"

Ronan took the bouquet and intentionally let his hand touch her skin. Although his eyes were fixated on her face precisely he was looking for that flicker again in her orbs.

Renna did not shrugged off his hand which might have proved that she did not know him. Then why did not prefer to do that? Of course, who the fuck would let a wealthy shark go when the multimillionaire has already hitting on you! 

Renna stated the amount while stitching her eye contact with Ronan, she deliberately sounded as if the lady wanted to have him! 

'You want to provoke me this way,  Ronan? So let it be, but it would be eventually you, falling into my trap!'

A lopsided grin appeared on his devilishly handsome face, as if some conqueror was about to slay the last rebellious man! Maybe Renna's sultry reaction was what, he was waiting for.

Ronan slipped his hand in the jeans and fished out wallet to pay, that was the moment she noticed how much time has passed since she last touched his face, jaw, neck and him.

"Here it is."

The strikingly handsome man paid for the flowers and with a last glance, Ronan walked out of the flower shop. 

"Come again, sire!"

Renna's imminent sharp yell hit his ears, which caused an evil smirk on his face but he did not turn. Why would he turn, to give Renna Amaryllis a wrong but strong signal that he might want her in bed.

'Sure, I will!'

Ronan pulled the glass door and crept out of the flower shop with a smirk. Perhaps the mafia king had already planned everything in his exceptionally running brain, but one thing was clear that 'Renna Amaryllis was not Amaris, but still something was familiar about her'.

Ronan stepped out and a gust of gentle breeze embraced him, everything was in sympathy with him except his own woman, his beloved wife! The man heaved a sigh, after all his trials surprisingly Ronan could not find anything.  

'Mm?'

Meanwhile halted far away Niall glanced at his master, who was standing at the doorsteps of the flower shop. Maybe he could sense the pain in his eyes, those tears which the mighty tough mafia king, Ronan Ross was holding back since past six years.

'Owh! Boss, you have to accept the reality that mistress is gone now. It has been six years since you are like this.'

The trustworthy right hand man understood the feelings of his boss, who had caged his emotions behind the bars of cold appearance. 

'You rushed here all along from Russia on the basis of a hunch and a wrong clue. Oh! Boss, with every passing day I feel sympathetic for you.'

Niall's eyes were darted onto Ronan who was holding the bouquet in his hand and walked towards his BMW. 

As soon as Ronan boarded the car and threw the bouquet of ninety nine, a broad smile graced his lips. Perhaps something actually useful had caught his attention, as he looked at the small piece of paper in between the freshly bloomed roses.

'You can't escape from me, Renna Amaryllis! You are mine!'

Wait, what!? 

What had just happened?