Chapter 6: Adrenaline Rush
Six months later
In a dimly lit space that only had a single string light as a source of brightness, there were four men in the room, one was trapped on a chair with electric wires wrapped around him as blood dripped from his body, staining his clothes.
Beside him is a small steel basin stained with blood with cut fingers in it. In front of him was a man whose aura was just as dark as the room. He wore a plain expression as he stared down at the man whom he'd been torturing. At his back were his two men.
"What I'm asking you is quite easy and all you have to answer is a 'yes' or a 'no,'" said the man, his tone chilly as his jaw tightened from anger as he played with the scalpel in his hand. "Were you part of the people that raped the orphan girls? The question is quite easy but you seem to be enjoying this so much." He sighed.
The man who was being spoken to could only shiver with fear. He had witnessed Xavier murder his colleagues right in front of him and he was sure that if he didn't say what he wanted to hear, he would be six feet under soon.
"You only have 6 fingers left," Xavier reminded as he toyed with the scalpel, getting his fingers ready to cut through some bone. "If you don't start talking now, they will be all gone. And then…" he drawled, flipping the scalpel and catching it before he continued, "Your toes will be next."
But the criminal was too shaken up to speak, which was Xavier's go signal.
Without wasting any more time, Xavier grabbed the thumb of the criminal and set it right at the table where he'd cut his 4 other fingers.
"P-please," the criminal pleaded as he tried to pull away but unfortunately for him, Xavier meant business.
In less than 5 seconds, the thumb of the criminal was no longer attached to his hand anymore. He was completely digitless in one hand.
The criminal screamed in pain, his cries piercing the ears of the two men standing behind Xavier. Unfazed by the yelling, Xavier calmly took a napkin and wiped the scalpel clean, preparing it for another cut.
Noticing a light flash near him, Xavier took his phone he'd silenced because he didn't like getting interrupted when he was doing his favorite thing. When he saw Mark's name flash on his screen, he quickly answered it.
"What is it?" He questioned, his deep voice took on a sharp edge, each word cutting through the air with irritation.
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Ana's eyes fluttered open with a gasp. She stared at the white ceiling while trying to control her breathing from having just woken up from the scariest nightmare. Her blue eyes scanned around the room, trying to identify where she was.
A needle had been punctured into her arm, linking her to an IV drip. Scars littered her skin, but she couldn't recall where she got them from.
Ana scanned the room once more. When she didn't see anyone around, she pulled the needle out of her wrist with force which led to blood dripping out of her arm uncontrollably.
She pushed herself from the bed, falling down while ignoring the pain. She didn't know what she was doing but something kept ringing in her ears.
Run.
Feeling all kinds of emotions starting to weigh on her chest, Ana closed her eyes to endure the pain, but she wanted to get out of there.
"He killed my baby," Ana mumbled to herself as tears escaped from her eyes, while she crawled towards the door, her blood staining the ground. "I will make him pay," she promised.
Suddenly, the door to the hospital room opened and a young man stared at her, his eyes wide, disbelief etched on his face.
"You're awake," he said.
However, the word only caused Ana to panic. She reached for the door but was easily stopped by the man. He gently held her back, and Ana kicked against him.
"Let me go!" Ana cried out. "They killed my baby. I need to leave before they kill me too!"
"Calm down," the doctor said. "I assure you, no one is going to kill you." He forced her still, leading her back to her bed. "You're safe here."
For some reason, this young man's smile was oddly comforting. She stared at him, trying to find a hole in his act, only to find none. She hadn't seen him before, causing Ana to wonder about the possibility of him working for her father.
If he was, she doubted she would still be alive. Hence, Ana decided to trust him. Just a little.
"I'm Mark Thompson," the man introduced once he saw that she had calmed down. "Your doctor."
"What happened?" Ana finally croaked out the question.
"I am not sure," Mark confessed. "A man brought you here. I was told to treat you."
'A man?' Ana wondered.
She took another look around, noting the high-end decorations. It may be a hospital room, but the interior design screamed of luxury. She was sure it was nothing short of a VIP room at a very expensive private hospital, indicating that her rescuer was someone of significant importance.
Before she could ask more, the door swung open, revealing a man who stood at least at 6'8. His black hair caught her attention immediately—long, reaching his shoulders, and as dark as the night.
Her blue eyes met his that were as black as midnight. They were already staring back at her. She recognized that face, it was the face of her accidental husband.
Chapter 7: I Will Help You With Your Revenge
He strode towards her, his movements flowing with effortless elegance. His eyes locked onto hers, holding her gaze until he stopped right in front of her, his jacket draped casually over his arm.
"You finally decided to wake up after wasting six months sleeping?" He questioned, his voice cold and deprived of any kind of emotion. He watched as her eyes widened in surprise.
"Six months?!" Ana exclaimed, hoping he would say he was simply joking but his expression didn't look like one who was.
'If he's here, that only means that they know I'm alive,' Anastasia thought to herself.
"What are you doing here?" She questioned him back, her eyes alert. She was ready to bolt out of the room at any moment.
Mark took a look at the two of them and quietly slipped out of the room.
"Is this your way of telling me thank you for saving you?" Xavier fired back. Walking towards the couch that faced the bed, Xavier settled on it and dropped his suit jacket on the other side. "You are lucky you didn't die right before I saved you."
Anastasia froze stiff, her face etched in disbelief.
"Why would you save me?" she asked.
Ana watched as Xavier's eyes darkened at her question.
"Because you are my wife," he answered. The cocky yet nonchalant tone of his voice only grew Anastasia's confusion. "Is that enough reason?"
"Aren't we divorced?" she asked. "I signed the papers but it was delayed because you were on a business trip. Shouldn't you be married to Michelle by now?"
"I didn't sign the divorce papers," he responded.
Anastasia's eyes widened in shock.
"But why?" she asked, curiosity laced in her tone.
Since he didn't sign the divorce papers, it only meant they were still husband and wife. That reality made her feel uncomfortable since she didn't want to be connected to either the Wallace or the Harrison family.
"Because I want you as my wife," Xavier replied, frowning. Since he walked into the room, she had already rained question after question on him.
He continued, "Your family said you were traveling. If I wasn't the one that sent you to the hospital, I might've actually believed them."
"And they let you?" Ana asked. She found that hard to believe, considering how eager Michelle was to have Xavier as her husband.
"What can I say?" Xavier said, leaning back. "I am a busy man. They'll simply have to make an appointment based on my schedule."
Anastasia couldn't help but scoff.
"I don't want you as my husband, Mr Xavier Wallace. I don't want to be connected to either you or the Harrison family. I just want a peaceful life from you people," she pleaded.
She believed all her problems would vanish the moment they were out of her sight. Unfortunately for her, Xavier doesn't plan to divorce now or anytime soon.
"Regrettably, once something is mine, I never let it go," Xavier smoothly said, which only caused Ana to further furrow her eyebrows.
"I will help you," he suddenly declared, catching her off guard.
"Help me with what?" she asked, clearly confused.
"Revenge, Anastasia," he said. "I know you want it."
The way her name so easily rolled off his tongue caused shivers to run down her spine, her skin tingling as though someone had gently blown at it. "Continue to be my wife and I will help you get your revenge."
Anastasia's eyes widened as she watched Xavier stand from his seat. He made his way over to her, leaning down and closing the distance between them. He was so close that Anastasia momentarily forgot to breathe, her breath clogging in her throat as she stared at him, wide-eyed.
She always knew Xavier Wallace was a handsome man, but up close, he looked like an angel of death, promising her vengeance against those who had wronged her.
"I will provide you with all the resources you need," he continued. "All you need to do it tell me everything that happened to you. And of course, continue our marriage."
Ana had just escaped death at the hands of her father. Trusting another man, even her rescuer, was unthinkable.
But...
Her hand trailed down to her belly, which was now flat. She didn't have an obvious bump back then, but there was once a life there. Now, it felt empty; there was no more life growing inside her. Her child was gone, and the killers were none other than her own family. The pain of that realization cut deeper than any wound.
"Why would you want to help me in the first place?" she questioned, wary.
Xavier finally pulled back. "That's for me to know and for you to find out," he said. "Do we have a deal?"
Ana bit her lip in contemplation. This was as good as signing a deal with the devil. She couldn't decipher Xavier's intentions. What could he possibly gain by helping her? However, she was desperate.
Her fingers fiddled with a loose thread on her gown, her mind made.
Her father, Michelle, everyone. They were all going to pay. She would make sure these murderers died in cold blood even if this was the last thing she did.
Tears brimmed in the corners of her eyes as she met Xavier's gaze.
She said, "In that case, it's nice to officially meet you, Xavier Wallace. I am Anastasia, your new wife."
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