A War

Belle walked out from the room and headed towards the bedroom with so much in her head. She knew that she can't keep on running away from the people she hurt.

She knew that there will be a day that she will face them and their wrath but she did not expect that it has to be so soon.

It was almost three years since she lost everything and then she found something that can make her smile again.

Mikhail showed her the way to the light and she hoped the man will do the same.

She knew it is a chance to get back everything she had and ask forgiveness with Misha and Lyndon's family but she's too scared to do it.

She unconsciously knew that what she had done is not forgivable.

She almost claimed their lives and caused great distress with her own mother and her family. She caused great suffering in Lyndon's parents and it's not something that could be eased with a simple sorry.

That night, Mikhail did not sleep with her and she did not find the man in the palace the next morning. Only a note was left and she was so sure that it was written by him.

"I'll be back." the note was posted on her vanity mirror and he left his card with her along with the key of 4x4.

She knew that the man will be in safety thus she relaxed her vigilance.

***

Mikhail had to make a trip in country L. It was where his true power lies and now that his going to help Lyndon, he needed to visit his old friends.

Country L had great resources. It was a country that pioneered technology and everything about in this country was just a front to cover its true power.

Looking peaceful may it seems, the true war is boiling from within and the Khaled family holds the reins. They called the shots and many of the ordinary citizens knew about it too thus he can do whatever in this country.

He walked out from his black limo and strode towards a bar that situated in a remote place but the people came in and out from the place relentlessly.

There were two men guarding the entrance and when they saw that Mikhail is approaching them, they immediately opened the door for him without checking his body.

They knew that the man is their boss' friend and not to be offended. The management clearly told them who to offend and not to.

Mikhail walked towards the bar counter and spotted someone over the counter. He had long hair and a effeminate face. He knew that his friend will not stop his hobby just because he's already rich. The effeminate man shook the jigger with his might and even performed in front of his costumers.

Mikhail occupied his own seat in the bar counter as he watched the man with keen eyes and an amused smile hanged on his lips.

After serving the colorful cocktails, he hurriedly passed his apron towards the man on his back and walked out from the bar counter.

He felt like he was seeing things as he knew that Mikhail had long been in country S with the woman of his dreams.

Something major happened if he personally seek him.

"You're quite packed?" Mikhail raised his brow at his good friend.

"Unlikely yours..." the man gloated.

"At least I'm not a single dog anymore..." Mikhail rubbed salt at his friend's sore spot.

The man jabbed Mikhail but then he smiled and accepted it. If others will do it, they might have been burried along with their thoughts.

"What brings you here?" the man asked seriously. He knew Mikhail like the back of his hand and they practically grew up together.

Mikhail blankly stared at the man in a brief moment before his face turned serious.

"We can't talk here..." Mikhail said while glancing at the few people around the bar.

The man signalled something to his men before he led Mikhail into his private room.

Mikhail sat down comfortably on the sofa while the man rummage his cabinet to search for a suitable drink.

"Scotch or vodka?" the man asked while showing the two decanters on his hand.

"Vodka on the rocks please." Mikhail did not stand any ceremony and ordered the man around like a costumer would.

"Vodka on the rocks coming right up..."

"Kristoff..." Mikhail called his friend in a serious tone. His aura changed into an intimidating and full of pressure.

Kristoff stopped his hands mid-air and replied in a soldier like tone.

"Yes! This subordinate obeys."

"A war will broke out soon... I want you to call them and assemble in the palace three days from now."