Tragedy

Ronan walked out of the single storey, any- time- crumbling house which was already breathing its last weary shots. The lord cast a look behind on the closed door, which had shut behind him with a bang. 

The mere act of glancing back was definitely not his usual style, let alone halting at the doorsteps and thinking again. Pondering over his acts was not his personality trait, perhaps that's why Ronan Ross could not recognize the amount of pain he had given to his wife.

Niall was still quizzical upon the actions of his master, of course Ronan Ross the man who was impossible to persuade seemed a completely different person. 

The right hand man did not expect even in his wildest dreams that Renna Amaryllis could jawbone his master, Ronan Ross into a forced negotiations. It was definitely not that the mafia king could not comprehend Renna's game but perhaps Ronan himself wanted to lay his guard down.

But why the heck would he do that? Or perhaps he actually developed some affection towards Renna. 

'Boss, what are you trying to do? At least give this servant a hint, naa.'

Niall, stood two steps behind his master while glancing at his smirking face intensely. The right hand man could not and was not in a position to judge his master's decisions because Ronan Ross had been accurate each time.

But hereby I ask you, was he? If he was true and wise in his actions and decisions, then why did Renna Amaryllis aka Amaris leave him? 

What happened six years ago, which forced Amaris to attempt such a big step to eradicate her existence and to be reborn as Renna? 

Ronan's serene yet happy face gleamed more after heading out of Renna's house, maybe some hot stew was cooking in his brain. Something big? Something destructive? Or perhaps he was still persistent in abducting Renna Amaryllis, even after threatening her? 

Who knows!?

The ray- knights of sun kingdom seemed to approach to slay down Ronan's dark forces, or perhaps the situation seemingly fit upon Ronan's brightly beaming heart which was conquered by Renna Amaryllis! 

Yes! It was not an impossible premise to conclude after seeing Ronan's zoned out and smiling gestures.

Renna had used subtle approach towards Ronan Ross which proceeded exactly in the same way she had expected it to be. Ronan Ross was forced to fly back to the USA, to spy on her identity, grew suspicious of her and then finally give her a way into his household and life!

Yes! The best way to destroy your enemy is by staying close, entering and demolishing him from inside. Renna had another enemy to take care of in Ronan's household, but perhaps both the powers neglected the fact that no matter what, they cannot alter their fates!

Despite the incident happened six years ago Renna Amaryllis was brought back into the clutches of Ronan Ross, similarly the mafia king had found his beloved wife but was unaware of the truth. 

It was a pity that now Renna's loving and warm emotions were shifted with hatred and resentment. It was a tragedy that Ronan Ross could not completely recognize his beloved and a pathetic end was waiting for him, that now his wife wanted him shot dead at her own hands!

The dark wolves of Ronan were ordered to move out of the residential area silently, without any noise on the command of their master's gesture. Of course, that was the way they intruded in Renna's little shabby house, tip toed.

The henchmen lowered their guns and moved towards the BMWs to board, a luxurious attitude towards violence! The screams of the engines were muffled along with the feeble moans of the shoes, thus no one had known what terrible thing had passed behind the veil of twilight. 

Meanwhile in the midst of those four walls in the house Renna's refulgent hazel eyes, which seemed to have drugged Ronan Ross by manipulating the lord under the spell of wine...the lady sat on the recliner with tapping her fingers on the armrest. 

'I will take back everything Ronan Ross, you owe me the blood of my dead child along with the insufferable pain I went through these years!'

Yes! Sparing him was out of the question, the heiress played foul, cunning yet justified!