Chapter 27: Chapter 27

"What the fuck?" Anger was burning through me.

My ears felt hot and my blood boiled up after his explanation. I tired enough of hearing all this damn thing happened because of Mr. Salvatore's actions again and again.

Isn't the money he had earned not enough? He owed Haytham so much that he would cooperate with him.

Holy shit, Haytham hired men to rape Jazzlin from Mr. Salvatore.

"Traitor." I spatted, "I'll make sure his life a living hell after this betrayal." I swore under my breath.

He trapped me. That night he solely invited me to frame Jazzlin. Even if Jazzlin didn't go to the bar, I was sure he already prepared for this crime by infiltrating my mansion.

My anger peaked at the thought of Jazzlin's face full of fear that night. Tears never stopped dripping from her dark blue eyes. It looked like the ocean being hit by the waves.

My heart cringed at his dirty motives.

"Your wish is my command." He continued, "Mr. Salvatore won't be able to breathe any longer."

"Good." I stared at him expressionlessly, "He must feel the consequences for hurting Jake and making Alia come back to Haytham."

Mr. Salvatore dared to trample my pride by hurting them. He would find the end very soon.

"And, what about the scumbag? He's asking you thousands dollars so the video won't get exposed." Ronald cleared his throat then he shook his head as if he was pitying him, "He's messing with the wrong people by blackmailing us."

"This is the petty method Haytham used to take me down even though he had failed many times." I laughed without humor. He was making a great comedy by that.

"From various information that I have found that night, he was there but he left early." He explained again.

"He saw Jazzlin there, then he cruelly hired a bastard to hurt her. Before that wanker started his action, Haytham left the bar as if he didn't know anything." I explained all the means he used with mixed feelings. It hurted me to explain how dirty his way to hurt my precious principessa.

Ronald gritted his teeth, "They took a chance with Elsa too, because she became a hindrance."

Harassing women isn't something that should be forgiven. They have to pay for their deeds.

My mother had taught me to respect women. She told me that woman is a form of strength for every man on earth. They're easily getting hurt but also easy to forgive even though deep down they're sustain the burdens of the demands of this world.

Women aren't weak, they only understand their limits as women but that doesn't mean they can't fight the world.

I breathed hard and all I saw was red. I needed to hit something. Before knowing what I was doing a second later, I drove my fist into the window, "I'm gonna make him pay." I simply enjoyed my flowing blood in pleasure.

"It'll become infected if you let it." Ronald sighed, "Let me find a nurse to bandage your hand."

He was ready to leave as I said, "I'll wait in front of Jake's room."

"Okay." Then, he walked away.

Down each hall some nurses offered to immediately treat my hand but I refused, I just let it until I got into the lift.

My steps stopped in room 202. From the transparent glass, I could clearly see Jake looked better after we visited. But, why did I only see two female figures? As if someone was missing...

"Young master." I turned around and found the nurse who was already holding the medical equipment in her hand.

"May I?" She asked and I answered with a nod.

The door opened, making me look up, "Where's Jazzlin?" I asked when I couldn't find her coming out from inside.

They stared at each other before Moorah answered, "Someone called her so she came out to pick up."

"I'll find her." I stated firmly.

I asked the nurse to put on the bandage quickly. The fear of something happening to her was so great. Even though the hospital belonged to my family, it didn't mean dangerous things couldn't be happen here.

"Want me to help you find her?" Ronald asked.

"No, just stay here. Take care of the others and if she comes back, please call me." I hurried away, leaving them in a flash.

I looked for her in every place that I stepped on, but never found her. Where is she? I was getting frustrated when I could't find her anywhere.

Is she going to the restroom? I didn't fucking know. For a moment my steps took me into the lift. My finger seemed to had its own path towards her, because I clicked on the first floor button without my compromise.

Waiting impatiently for the lift's doors to finally open.

In front of me stood two people, like lovers I assumed. The woman had long, golden blonde hair that was so charming.

I recognized every curve of her body. My breath stopped when I saw the man's hand was gripping her tightly, and their bodies were clutching to each other.

After speaking something to her, the man's face accidentally caught my gaze.

It was that bastard, Haytham. My jaw jerked, feeling the anger had already burned into my soul.

What the hell is he doing in my hospital? I found myself asking. He was either monitoring me or Jake in danger as his victim.

My gaze was now towards the woman who was still in her position. Until the painful reality hit me really hard.

It was her, my Jazzlin.

An increasing sense of possessiveness overtook me, waking up the beast that had been sleeping deep within me.

I hated seeing her with other men especially bastard like him. I didn't like the thought that one day her destiny wasn't for me. Realizing I was not a good man for her and I didn't deserve her, but I was too selfish to let her go from my reach.

I wanted to break his hand for daring to touch the woman I was guarding the most, but I couldn't. We were in a hospital and a lot of patients were being treated here.

I could do nothing but monitor them from afar, so that Haytham wouldn't do anything further.

My hands were tightly clenched, but I tried to control my whipping emotions. He really defied my limits by bringing his face closer to Jazzlin like he was whispering something.

She pushed him away before turning her head towards me. He said something to her again which I had no idea what was that, and It was pissed me off more.

"Get away from her." My voice was controlled.

"Nice to meet you, my old friend. But, I can't stay long, I have something to finish." He smirked.

Old friend, huh? Since long time ago, we had never been friends. The beast in me laughed at that.

We both carried out education at the same university. It didn't mean I accepted him as a friend just because of group assignments and other projects we worked on together.

We always competed in everything. Academic or non-academic and other organizational activities in campus.

"Next time we'll talk again, okay?" My blood boiled more at his wink towards her.

Jazzlin turned her body towards me. I looked at her eyes deeply. Her eyes looked so tired or had she been crying? The need to hug her had increased but my emotions had not been suppressed.

Why was Haytham that close to her? My mind shattered my desire to hug her. Some people had betrayed my trust, could she ...?

No. She couldn't possibly do the same horrible thing as them. How could I accuse her?

"Barra." Her soft voice calling my name made my heart drawn from breaking.

Keeping our distance was better for now. As soon as she ran over, I pressed the button for the lift to take me away from her. I needed some time alone to stifle this anger. She couldn't be around me or I would say harsh words that might hurt her.

It was the same as my father did whenever he had a disagreement with my mother. Call me a coward, but I couldn't see her crying because of me. I better made my torment imperceptible even if I had to destroy every shield in my heart, that would be better.

I took a breath and closed my eyes until I reached the floor where I wanted. It was a rooftop. The breeze was so calming. I looked up and saw a dark cloud with the dripping rain.

She must be worried.

Sometimes I doubted my stubborn way by staying away from her. It was true I could calm down myself but she must be worried about me right now. I thought one more time before deciding to go back.

No, I couldn't just leave her alone and felt guilty about things that wasn't her fault.

Or maybe it was Haytham's new trick to destroy me? My heart was beating wildly, realizing something bad. After seeing what had happened, it was certain that he had concluded one thing and changed his games.

"Damn it!" I muttered under my breath. He would put his target on Jazzlin even more.

I quickly returned, patiently waiting for the lift door to open. As it opened, I saw an angel standing in front of me.