3 (Continued....Prologue Part 3)

Lielah's world came to a standstill as soon as she heard those words.

For moments she could do nothing but gasp for breaths and even that became an exercise of pure torture.

And even though in the back of my mind she heard someone giving orders for emptying the room, she found herself too far beyond to care for anything happening around her. Sure she and her dad didn't had the best father-daughter relationship, him being always busy at work and she always training to become the next heir of the organisation, but that didn't meant she didn't fell anything for him at all.

He was the closest person that she ever came to care for, not to mention her only family. He accepted her how she was - with her blood thirst and contentment she found in torturing people who had wrong her father and therefore, indirectly her.

He even kissed her on the head and told her how proud he was of her, every time she killed someone in the most merciless of ways, saying she would make a great boss one day and even surpass her aunt scarlet.

And now he was gone. He didn't get to do that, He just didn't!

Lielah unconsciously shook her head as her tears streamed down her face and in a very long time, Lielah found herself truly crying. She wept and wept but the tears didn't seem to stop, nor did the pain in her heart which she found like a heavy rock growing in size above her heart; Burdening her with emotions she didn't knew existed.

She didn't even know when she came to the ground or when she actually started rocking in someone's arms, but when the unparalleled dreadful silence unlike she had ever known before stopped ringing into her ears and she started grasping the figments of reality around her, She found Adrian murmuring nonsensical reassurances in her ear as he held her tightly in her arms. One of his bloody arm around her waist and another stroking her hair gently while moving her, the semi automatic machine gun forgotten on the floor. But she didn't needed his reassurances.

"I want blood" She rasped out, he head still on his shoulder and found him going absolutely still against her, before tightening his hold her waist the next second.

With his other hand in her hair, Adrian pulled them back with the slightest tug so that she was staring directly into his eyes. "Princess, i'll give you all the blood and revenge that you need but before that i'll need to take you somewhere safe" His ocean blue eyes were as much pleading as they were commanding.

Unlike his tone, which was nothing but concrete steel. As if he expected her to follow him.

That Jerk. He didn't!

And that was enough to take Leilah out of her trance and had her boiling with anger as she forgot everything else. So before she could even control herself she pushed Adrian to the ground and had his smaller automatic handgun pressed to his forehead while she straddled his waist.

"Care to repeat that again!" Leilah saw red as she pressed the gun even harder into his skull. "I wasn't asking, i was telling you; and it would do you good to remember that i'm no one's princess but my fucking own!"

She could barely form the words, she was that angry.

How dare he saw her as a damsel in distress who would sit back and let him handle things. And when the revenge he was talking about was bringing justice to her father killers. "How dare you even Think i'll even fucking do as you say, Huh?!"