Capítulo 82: Why Do You've My Pictures?

"Renna?"

Ronan's concerned loud yell pricked the heiress' ears as she paused reflexively, holding the half eaten muffin which had smeared some strawberry jam over her lips.

The lord barely stopped in front of the door, sweat beads were visible on his forehead in which the sleek black hair were bathing. Ronan was panting heavily with heavy breath and anxious expressions, which glanced at Renna Amaryllis.

Placing hand on the double door which was already left opened by Isabella, Ronan Ross gasped then inhaled a puff of air to soothe his trembling nerves_ though apparently the his panting and sweat were the only indications of 'the mighty CEO Ronan Ross also had panic attacks like normal people.'

"Renna. O' Renna!"

The man shook his head and giggled softly while he walked up to the careless lady, who was trying to finish the bite in her mouth hurriedly.

Why? Of course, so that she could yell at him...or probably to fight with him.

"You scared the hell out of me, you stupid woman!"

Ronan stood in front of her and pushed away the trolley, caressed Renna's hair while the angry lady glared at him.

"Do you know how much worried you had gotten me, when Isabella said that you hurt your foot."

Renna wanted to smack his face or at least to scold him, but before that she needed to finish the stuffed muffin as soon as possible.

The lady slapped his hand away while Ronan Ross was completely immersed into talking more likely stating his thoughts into words, neglecting that Renna wanted to say something.

"Aww my love, you are still angry with me for bringing you here, uh?"

He ventilated his words, the possible premise due to which Renna might have hurt herself.

Ronan's heart became calm after seeing her alive and not severely injured, though he knew that Isabella might be approaching towards the room with first aid box.

'Fuck off! You suck now when you behave lovey dovey!'

Renna scoffed and rolled her eyes, while she could not help but to curse herself for eating and stuffing her mouth recklessly _but then again it were muffins!

"You will get days to vent out your anger on me, well...if you still did not fall in love with me by then."

Ronan crouched down while giving a smug expression, the narcissist mafia king was confident in his charms and charismatic personality.

"Now will you let me see on which foot you have unleashed your anger?"

Ronan stretched out his hand to hold her left foot, when Renna Amaryllis immediately crawled up to the lofty mattress.

Her hiss was audible enough as the wound touched the bed sheet rubbing against it.

'Hah, no!'

Ronan's inward concern voiced out the immediate reaction which even surprised himself.

The mighty king did not even believe that he was changing and something within him was growing rapidly.

"Do not touch me!"

Renna growled loudly like a wounded lioness, who had been trying to protect herself from a predator.

Ronan could sense anger, hatred, and despise in her dazzling hazel orbs which had driven him crazy on that day in the flower shop. Of course everything was justified because he had knocked her out and kidnapped her.

What if he had known the actual story behind her arrival and innocent yet gorgeous features_ which lure anyone, as they had smitten the 'cold faced and stone hearted' Ronan Ross!

"Look, I know you are angry but Renna...you have to listen to me."

Ronan raised his hands in the air as a surrendering gesture as he neared her step by steps slowly.

"No! I would not. You are a sadist...a...a psycho!"

A stream of tears crawled down on her cheeks which accompanied a stunned expression.

Of course, no one could beat her in acting.

Meanwhile the thumping of boots approached the room and Niall barged inside but stayed quiet, taking his position with the wall.

'We are busted now!'

He knew that they all had to pay for Renna's wound and for some known reasons he could feel that despite the opened door, the room had suddenly gotten freezing cold.

"A what!?"

There was a shock in the mafia King's eyes upon hearing such humiliating titles, of course no woman had ever dared to spout such nonsensical words.

Isabella dashed in the room and closed the double door, the poor panicked soul was terribly entrenched into her own thoughts. When she turned around and saw her master Ronan standing with a grim dark expression, she imminently halted there staring at Niall.

Both could sense the brightly lit room turning dark because of the Lucifer's dangerous aura_oozing from his body and glaring yet lifeless grey orbs!

"There!"

Renna pointed out towards a certain direction, while Ronan Ross followed her hand.

"Why do you have my pictures on that shelf? Since when?"

Yes! Renna Amaryllis knew how to play with the current situation she had landed into.

What a sly woman!

A perfect match.

A lopsided grin appeared on his face as Ronan Ross averted his stare and confronted Renna, crossing his hands and tucking in the chest while deep down his concerned orbs were travelling on her foot.

"Oh! You really do not know?"

Of course, how could Renna forget the picture and the day when they both went on a picnic to Hawaii_ Ronan Ross and his beloved wife Amaris!

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