Chapter 9

Alexander De'luca pov.

"Get these motherfuckers in the cell" I ordered the guard.

I was beyond angry at how the day has turned out today. Some bunch of men from a pathetic gang have the nerve to attack the house and my basement. My anger got worse when I got a call from my brother and he informed me that there's a attack at the mall.

This is all well planned, it wouldn't be possible Unless someone is leaking the information. I fired the few of clumsy staff from security, what's the need of them if they fucking can't do the simple job.

The rage I have never felt before was shimmering when I saw my little girl in Xavier's arm, all bloody and pale. I had swore that I'll protect her with everything in me but I failed, i fucking failed.

I wipe my bloody hands, even after torturing the man who were involved in attack, my rage isn't satisfied. It's still there wanting to burn down this fucking world.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, too coldly as I saw an angry Luciano strolling in. This kid is trying to blast my last nerve. I know he cares about Evelyn but his reluctance and constant pushover makes me more angry. I even got a call from his therapist about how he threatened him to not snitch me and he bunk two sessions.

No wonder, his anger is spiraling out of control.

He sighs as he stands in front of me.

"I'm sorry" he mumbled, his head lowered.

"Look at me when you talk, and what are you sorry for?" I asked.

"For disrespecting your decision" he greeted, his teeth and his jaw clicking hard.

No, I don't thrills my life on my sibling's fear for me, I just want them to know where they fucking go wrong in making decisions.

Dad was so heartbroken after his wife and my so-called mother's deception and how his daughter was taken away. I was young and I'd two options, either I sit in the corner and watch my family falling apart or I just make myself stronger.

I sigh before I make my way towards him.

"I know you care about Evelyn, you're just afraid but you don't have to be dick at my every decision. She's my daughter and I really do not want to give up on her, so get that simple thing through your dickhead" I snapped.

"I know but she is safe without us, she could be more happy away from us, these attacks are the prime example of it" he snapped back.

Thanks for reminder broo-

I know that but I'm also such a selfish bastard, after knowing she's alive, I can't let her go away from me. Not this time.

"Then I'll find a fucking way to keep her safe and I'm pretty sure seeing the way she'd save your ass at mall, she can take care of herself" I shot back angrily.

I seriously didn't think that she's all innocent and pompous princess of castle, but still seeing her fighting, the pride swells in my chest. She can easily kick-ass. But I still want to get her in training for her reckless moves.

"I know, It's just–" his voice was edging with frustration.

I pinch the bridge of my nose, relieving a heavy sigh.

"I know buddy. But you can't always run away from things. The past is past and no regret can make it better, so stop blaming yourself and get yourself together. I think you're past the kid stage, I can't deal with more kids in the household" I said, tapping on his shoulder as he makes faces at my super philosophical talk.

I think I'm just getting too old like eve says-

Urgh, fuck.

"I can take care of myself, look after your kid," he grumbled, shrugging my hands away.

"Watch ya there" I raised my eyebrow at him.

My phone rings in Between.

"Go to bed, good night" I said, as I walked towards my office.

"I've race in two hours," he said as he strolled after me.

"Best of luck" I wished him.

"Is Damien coming with you?" I asked.

He and Damien were like two peas in a pod. Always attached to the hip while growing up. Mostly the Russian trio spent their Holidays and summer here. We all grew up together until Damien killed their father. No offense, he was dick but the way he had killed his father and torture him, I myself is grossing out. That's where he became so cold and dangerous. I know him as a kid, and that kid died the day his father sold their mother and killed her. He was an abusive bastard who deserved to rot in hell.

But right now if Damien didn't take his hearty eyes away from my little girl, I'm going to gauge his eyes out.

"Nah, he had some mission" he growled.

"He won't hurt Evelyn," he said after a moment of silence.

This sentence coming from him is a miracle.

I took my seat behind the desk, piles of paper waiting to be signed and dozens of e-mail to be read. I fucking need more than 24 hours in one day.

"I know but I don't want him near her, we all know him very well and I do not want him to break Evelyn's little heart" I snapped.

I have seen the way she looks at him, obviously she had a huge crush on him however she denied it but it also pisses me off more. I've missed so many years of her growing up. I don't want to share her love with anyone else and she's still too young to date anyone, maybe after she turns 50, I can think about it with peace.

"Aw, too late for that" the voice came from the doorway.

I kept my expression blank as Damien came into the office and took his seat.

"She isn't one of your whores, so you better watch out" Luciano growls at him.

Damien glared back at him.

"I fucking know her before you even knew about her existence and I dare you to compare her with anyone next time" he snapped back harshly.

"Enough" I hissed angrily.

Both of them know better not to Utter any words.

They're giving me a headache.

"Damien, I know you'll respect my decision. I won't ask you to stay away from her, seeing she cares about you but if you make any move to cross the line, I will forget that once I had taken you to an ice cream parlor as a kid because I cared about you" I said sickly.

He just rolled his eyes at me.

Luciano just snorted and laughed at him.

"Banned him in the house too, he was sneaking into Eve's room" Silas barged into the room.

Does anyone fucking knows manner, where did my manner education failed them?

"I do not need to sneak in if I want to see her," Damien smirked at him.

Silas just glared at him giving a middle finger.

"Moving forward," I stopped their bickering.

"I want you to answer me something" I asked Damien, he just nodded seeing the seriousness of my tone.

"When did you find Evelyn?" I asked, leaning back onto the chair.

"Maybe it's two and half years ago, I had a mission in England, I was driving at night when she came out of nowhere and hit my car and I took her to hospital" he replied, his voice was even but I know he is just giving a brief answer not the one I want.

"That's so out of your character" Silas said as he took the whiskey out of the shelf before giving me one glass and taking one for himself.

"Beautiful chicks are optional," Damien grinned at him.

"How was her life with lyla?" I asked, taking a sip of the whiskey.

"This isn't my story to tell, ask Evelyn" he sighs.

"I think the attack was done by the American mafia, does it have anything to do with her past? You said lyla was alive" I finished the glass of whiskey.

Can't say that bitch was whoring herself out to that man again.

"Lyla isn't in England, she was on the run but if we find her maybe we can find lead" he said as he took a glass, pouring himself whiskey.

"Where's that box? Does it have a tracker?" he asks.

"Nope, I rechecked it, just the ball and there was this sticker at bottom" I said pushing the photo of the car sticker.

He gives a clear look.

"Wait- " Luciano grabbed the photo, scrutinized his eyes into it.

"Fuck" he yelps before looking at me with wide eyes.

"This is the exact same car as the one driven by her and she is coming to race today" he said.

"Her?"

"Angel, the assassin which was a pain in ass sometimes for the underground" Damien answered the question.

"What connection she'd with Evelyn?"

"I think you should be prepared for the storm" Damien said, the mischievous gleam in his eyes making me drown one more whiskey.

"Does Evelyn know about her?" Silas asked.

"You'll see," Damien smirked as he stood up.

"Don't bend her to your will Alex, She ain't going to follow any of your rules and the more you'll push her to be your perfect little daughter the more hell she'll bring to you. She's rebellious, more than you ever was" he smirked.

I just raised my eyebrows at him sternly.

"Just giving heads up- '' his voice was cut off by the phone ringing.

"Alexander De'luca" I answered coldly.

"Hello Mr. De'luca, I'm speaking Mr. Weasley from the station, are you the legal guardian of Evelyn De'luca?" He asked and I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.

"Yes, I'm," I replied.

"We have to arrest Ms. Evelyn for underage drinking, driving and making a scene at a racing stadium, you need to bring a lawyer to bail her out and we've one more issue to look after" he finished at snail's pace.

What the fuck.

I was out of my chair striding towards Evelyn's room. How did she snuck out? It's nearly impossible with the new security system.

"Are you sure that's my daughter?" I asked coldly.

"Yes, Mr. De' Luca"

I swing open the door as I switch on the light, there's an empty bed and balcony door left open.

Fucking hell.

"I'm on my way" I snapped while hanging up.

"What's wrong?" Silas asked.

"Evelyn is arrested, I need to go down at the station" I hissed through my teeth, trying to calm my anger.

At that moment,I realized the blood pressure and heart attacks I'd given to my father when I was young and rebellious.

It feels like, Karma bitch is biting me in the ass for being completely ass.