In Love With The Enemy

Chapter 10 (Part 1)

Alina POV:

In the blink of an eye, my day just got 1000 times worse.

Looking at him in front of me, is something I never wanted to experience in my life.

Why is he here in the first place?

Wait! Did Arthur set me up?

After all, he is cousins with him. So this was the plan, the reason why I 'HAD' to attend something I know nothing about.

I was confused and paranoid about this whole gathering thing, but I never once thought that this was what would go down.

How could he? I mean, I shouldn't be surprised.

Well, I am not exactly surprised at what he did. After all, this is something I wouldn't doubt he'd do.

Even though I knew something like this would happen, him putting me in these types of situations, but I really thought for a moment that he was better than that.

At least a little, but I was very wrong.

What Xavier did, and what Tristan did was unforgivable and unforgettable.

Arthur making me look at this devil in person, is so cruel. No matter what I expected from any of them, it is still very wrong.

The worry I had about being here is now gone.

The shock I had seeing him here is gone.

The pain is also not visible, only my anger.

I promised to get my revenge sooner or later, but I never wanted to be face to face with him, like EVER!

It wasn't because I feared what would happen to me if we came in contact, but it was because I feared what I would do, what trouble I would get in if I ever saw his face. 

The emotion I have that I can't describe is so strong, anything would be possible.

I not only wanted him dead, but I wanted him to feel every single thing.

I wasn't one to be like this whatsoever. My younger self was nothing like me now.

There was no way I would ever think about hurting anything that is living, but that all changed after my father's death.

Now all I am stuck with is the pain and so much anger that no matter what I do, would never leave me.

It only gets worse, and there is nothing I could do to control it, besides keeping my distance.

Now that he's just a few inches away from me, I don't even want to think about what I could be capable of doing to him. 

Those eyes of him that were glued to mines broke our intense gaze over one another, and started to roam my entire body.

I saw how he tensed, and how his jaw clenched, while literally ogling over every single part of my body before looking back up at my face.

I knew exactly what he was doing just now. What made him think it's okay to check me out after what he and his father did?

If it wasn't said before, I had a bad history with guys and that history is one of the reasons I don't have a boyfriend to this day.

There were many guys who tried to hit on me, but I pushed every single one of them away after Louis and every guy before him.

Those used to be some of my most memorable moments, but now it's just an old and distant painful memory.

I barely think about it now, the pain I felt after my father was stronger than the pain from all those heartbreaks. But when I do think of it, I only feel bad for them.

It was my entire fault for falling for them in the first place.

That was one of my biggest regrets, falling in love with all the wrong types of guys I thought loved me.

My heart back then was so big, I loved easily but hard and every guy who said they loved me only broke my trust. 

When I was in relationships, I used to feel secure, not fearing to love the person with everything I had, and show my vulnerability without being scared of them hurting me.

That was a big mistake though.

Everything I gave, they took and never gave a thing back except for dishonesty and disloyalty.

Every time I left one toxic relationship, I joined another.

Eventually I learned that men are animals, once they get what they want from you, they don't want you anymore.

Since the relationship with Louis ended, there was never another one.

Those memories just bring back the reason why I don't date, and why I hate when men look at me as if I owe them something.

Especially the man in front of me, who gave me the strongest heartbreak without even doing much besides taking the only person my heart beated for.

I snapped out of my head when I heard someone saying something.

I turned to look at Arthur who was asking me what's wrong.

I glared at him and was about to ask him what he thought was wrong with this situation he put me in, when he said '"oh"', finally understanding what was wrong. 

"Who is she?" A woman beside Arthur whispered, but I could clearly hear her.

"Well this is awkward" followed by Arthur.

What does he mean by awkward?

Out of everyone standing, he is the last person to comment on anything, because it's his fault we are here.

He made me come here, but has the nerve to say anything about any of this.

I had to remind myself to stay as calm as I could in this situation, before I ended up doing something that I wouldn't regret.

"Yea your right, let's go somewhere else" Some guy standing by the three of them said before he grabbed that woman's hand and left Arthur and Tristan with me.

Turning my head towards Arthur, I was beyond pissed.

Why would he put me in this? Just why, that's all I wanna know.

My mind was furious at him, while my eyes were boring into his, telling him how much I want to hurt him for this.

Building up courage and strength in my body, I reverted my gaze, and took a deep breath.

"I am done here" I told them both before I started to walk away from this whole entire whatever you would like to call this.

I am so done here, and I can't take anymore of this. I wonder if I did something wrong in my past to get all of these problems in my life?

Still walking towards the entrance, a deep voice somewhere yelled "Wait!", but I kept going.

I found strength to leave, and that's exactly what I am going to do.

I can't stay here any longer unless I want to break down in front of all these people I don't know.

"Alina, Stop!" I heard again in that same deep voice. Somehow, I already knew who this voice belonged to without even having to confirm.

What is wrong with him and his family?

They have got to be mental in some way. It's like they forget what they did, acting as if everything is normal between us.

I stopped walking and turned around to face this demon in disguise, annoyed to the fullest.

Our eyes locked together once again, mine filled with hate, while his showed some type of fake pity for me.

"What the hell do you want from me?" I asked him with so much coldness in my voice.

I could see that the intensity in my voice while asking him this question, made him slightly shiver.

We just stood there staring at each other, with no one saying anything.

I turned around again, trying to leave this hell but once again he stopped me. This time he grabbed my arm, and with this, my anger boiled over.

"Get your f*****g hands off of me, you devil! I hate you so much, leave me the hell alone!" I suddenly yelled to him, getting his attention including most of the guests too.

I tried my best to get myself loose from him, and run away but it was nearly next to impossible. Getting frustrated, I screamed again.

"Your bloody hands don't belong on me, leave me right f*****g now!"

He continued to stare at me, not showing any signs of letting me go. With this, I felt a hot tear fall down my cheek.

I tried so hard not to cry in front of him, or anyone for that matter. I didn't want to look vulnerable and weak in front of all these people, but look at me now, broken and vulnerable.

In everyone else's eyes, I just knew that they thought of me that way. I don't blame them for it though, because it's true. No matter how much I wish it wasn't.

I could see how Tristan took a deep breath, probably to keep himself at bay. I heard how he doesn't accept people talking reckless to him, but I have done nothing but that.

He held a promising expression on his face, one I couldn't decipher. He had so many emotions written on his face, that I couldn't understand what he was thinking or feeling at this moment, nor did I care.

"Let's go somewhere else. You are causing a massive scene you don't need, Alina." He practically commanded.

This earned him a scoff from me. Seriously?

Does it look like I care about making a massive f*****g scene?

At this very moment, people watching and saying things about me is the last thing I am worried about.

And what in god's green earth would make him think i'd ever go somewhere with him and especially in private?

There is no way I'd ever do that.

This time, he can't even threaten to kill me to make me go anywhere with him. I'd die before I would listen or do anything with him.

"I don't f*****g care about making a scene. You wanted me here, and then decided to surprise me with you presence, and not only that but you won't let my arm f*****g go. So I don't give a damn about a f*****g scene. To hell with you!" I screamed loudly at him.

I kept trying to get away from him, adding more force to my pulls. I finally got my arm free, and wasted no time to get away from him.

I ran as fast as I could out the door of the mansion, into the parking lot. I had no idea what I was doing, or where I was going.

All I know is I want to be far away from this whole entire place, those people, and most of all, TRISTAN.

I sensed that he was following me, which made my quicken my pace a little.

"How are you gonna leave here?" Tristan asked, somewhere behind me.

He wasn't close to me, but close enough for me to keep going, even though I was already out of breath.

"Stop following me!" I yelled back at him while still running away.

All of sudden, I came to a halt. He had stopped me again, with his arm snaked around my waist, turning me around to him.

"Just wait. You have no idea where you are going." He explained to me a bit softly, while removing his arm from around me.

Of course I had no idea where I was going or what I was doing. Though when it comes to deciding, I would keep running till I find myself lost somewhere, than staying here in this stuffy place with him and those people. 

And he shouldn't care anyways, he doesn't care about me. I am tired of people acting like they care, when they don't.

"It doesn't matter where I am going as long as it is far away from you!" I turned back around and started getting away from him, before he could try and stop me again.

All of a sudden, I found myself wondering why he was so worried about me.

He was cold-hearted, and didn't care about anyone except himself. So why this sudden change?

I turned back around, eager to know the reason.

"Why is it so important for me to get home safe? You don't care about me.

You are the reason I can't hug my father and you don't care at all!

So why are you here? What's the reason?" I asked him with teary eyes.

"Things you hear aren't always the truth. I am not here to do anything with you, besides getting the truth. Once I settle everything, then I will let you go." He stated.

What does he mean when he says that things aren't always the truth? And what truth is he here for that has to do with me?

"What do you mean when you say you're here to get the truth? I have done nothing to you, all you did was take away the most precious thing in my life!"

"Whatever the hell you're here for, it has nothing to do with me! Therefore, I am not doing a damn thing to help you. Why should I?  After everything you did, you shouldn't even show your goddamn face to me!"

He looked deep in thought, while looking at me with no expression this time.

"I don't care what you don't wanna do. You will answer my question honestly, then I'll let you go. Don't make anything more difficult than what it has to be." He glared at me.

Seeming a bit curious about what this question is, I decided that I'll answer this question so he can get off my back and leave me alone, forever!

"What the hell is the question anyway? And why does it revolve around me?" I rolled my eyes at him.

"The question is, did you mess with my company?" He asked me the moment I finished asking him.

What? Is this what he is wanting to ask me.

He went through all these lengths to see if I had messed with his company?

Is he serious right now? I could literally laugh at this whole entire situation.

He did all of this just to ask me this? The shock on my face is real.

I always wanted revenge on him, but not once in these last 5 years have I ever actually done anything.

Though whoever did mess with him and his prize possession, I salute them all the way. He deserves this and so much more.

"Is this what you're here for? Well I'll make this simple for you, you are wasting your time because I didn't do anything to you or your company.

Whoever is though, I applaud them. You definitely deserve it after everything you have done to people and their families. Remember what you..." I was cut off by him suddenly putting his hand around my neck.

This sudden act caught me off guard, and it was obvious I shouldn't have said that. It's true, he deserves it all, but I should have kept that to myself.

The force he had on my neck was so strong, I couldn't barely breathe. 

"What the f**k did you just say?" He asked me through his teeth.

I knew better than to say what I just said again, so I didn't. At this moment, I could only focus on getting him to let me go.

"Let me go!" I pleaded, still gasping for air.

"Shut the f**k up!" He yelled back, completely ignoring my request.

I know it wasn't a good idea to ask him again right now, but I have no other option. His grip on my neck was as strong as a lion's grip on it's prey.

"Let me go" I pleaded once again, a little more quiet than before.

Tears were pooling down my face, smearing my makeup, and making me look ridiculous. I didn't have the energy to be angry at him, but I couldn't help it.

Comparing him to a lion, really? He is nothing but a wild animal, and at this very moment, I was nothing but his prey.

I tried to get out myself, but it only made his grip tighter on my neck. To save some energy in me, I stopped trying.

It was useless, my strength was nothing compared to his. Even when I am furious, I am still no match to him and his power.

"You should be thankful you're alive, woman!" He suddenly yelled, infuriated as ever.

I was once again caught off guard.

"What?" was the only thing I could say.

I should be thankful to be alive? What is there to be thankful for?

My father is gone, I wake up everyday and have to live with that. I was lonely inside even when I have company, I barely talk to my family, and so much more.

My life is pure torture, and that's nothing to be thankful for.

If I was to ever die, I wouldn't complain or feel bad for myself. The fact that this is how I live, think and feel is just sad.

His hands left from around my neck, leaving me a panting mess.

"After everything you just pulled, you should be thankful you're still breathing b***h!"

I don't know why, but I found what he just said hilarious. It wasn't a good idea after what he just did, but I couldn't help but laugh at this.

"I don't remember saying anything funny. For your own good, I suggest you stop laughing" He warned me.

"What are you gonna do, huh? You should be thankful you're still breathing, don't forget what you did."

"I didn't give you f*****g permission to talk back, shut your f*****g mouth and listen!" He commanded.

I'm surprised he hasn't understood that I don't take orders or listen to him. He proceeds to constantly waste his time on this.

"I don't care if you didn't give me permission to talk. Others might listen to your commands, but I don't take orders from you or anyone else." I told him confidently.

"Sooner or later, that's all gonna change." He promised me.

"I doubt that," I said back.

"Continue to doubt me, I'll show you who you're dealing with very soon, sweetheart. Here I thought you already knew who I am, but I guess not. It's okay though, you learn and quickly remember next time not to mess with me." 

"No need, I know exactly who you are. You don't scare me, you only piss me off. Please leave now. I have nothing else to say to you." 

"You see, you answered my question but because of that big-ass mouth of yours, I am afraid I can't let you go now. It's time for you to learn an important lesson that you obviously don't know." He said.

"And what's that again?" I continued to push him more and more.

"You really are stupid. Continue to play dumb with me, and I promise you, I will show you in a way that you've never seen before."

"You really have balls to come to me with this bullshit. Do you think you are fooling me, telling me all of this?" I asked him.

"Believe whatever the hell you want, just know that I will make your life a living hell!" He yelled.

These words were enough to make me boil again. He has already done that, taking my father away from me.

"Haven't you already done that?" I asked.

I was waiting for an answer from him, but instead he grabbed my arm forcefully and started walking towards some cars that were parked in the lot of the mansion.

"Apparently I haven't." He gritted.

I am tired of being grabbed and told what to do. I can't even begin to comprehend how many times this has happened.

"Let me go!" I screamed loudly.

Somehow I know that asking for help was a waste of time, but I couldn't stop myself from trying.

"Help! He-help me! He is t-trying to kidnap me!" I screamed for help.

It seemed we were the only ones outside except for those bodyguards by the mansion.

We weren't even close to the mansion anymore, so there's a huge chance they won't hear me.

Even if they could though, I already know that they won't help me.

They work for Tristan, and they won't go against their "Boss".

I kept yelling, just in case someone did hear me and try to help.

"No one can hear you, and even if they could, there is no one who would help you." He confirmed.

"I don't c-care! I will not allow you to get away with this!" I started to sob, hopeless knowing no one would save me from this devil.

"Haven't I already?" He asked me.

I don't want to believe that I am going to be kidnapped by my father's killer, also known as (MY ENEMY), and not being able to get away.

"No!" I tried my best to stay strong, but I was failing miserably by every passing second.

"Yes I have" He smirked at me.

My anxiety was at the fullest as we got closer and closer to that car.

"N-no, no, no, no" I chanted to myself, losing my hope and confidence.

I wanted to believe that I'd be fine, and what's coming is nothing.

"Someone will come looking for me. You will regret this!" I shouted more to myself than him.

"Great! Let's see how far they get." He smiled at me.

We were now standing beside a Black SUV, when I heard him call someone on the phone.

"Send my men, there's something I gotta do" I heard him say to the other person on the line.

A few moments later, there were over 5 bodyguards making their way towards us.

Why does he need so many guards? I asked myself.

"Tie her up and place her in the car" Tristan told one of them.

What! I can't believe i'm really about to be tied up and taken away, and I can't even do anything to save myself.

"Consider it done" The man with the raven hair assured him before he came towards me with rope in his hands.

"Don't you dare f*****g touch me!" I screamed as loud as I could.

I am completely oblivious about what they're planning to do with me.

Despite my attempt to stop that person from touching me, I lost badly.

I can't start to explain how maddening it is that I can't defend myself the way I need to. When I am aware that something bad is about to happen, and I cannot stop it.

All of his men were well-built and strong, there was no way I stood a chance with these people.

"Your giving me a f*****g headache, shut up!" Tristan yelled at me.

"Good" I spat with annoyance.

With everything that was happening, I barely thought about what I said until I felt his hard hand connect with my cheek. It left a stinging pain, and i'm sure it'll bruise.

I've been assaulted multiple times today, all because I can't think before saying things. This isn't a surprise though, I am known to speak my mind with no filter on it.

"Please let me go" I whimpered in pain.

"If I have to ask you again to shut the hell up, I promise you that I will seal your lips closed!" Tristan yelled again.

With my cheek burning, I decided to not respond to this. Instead, I just stayed silent. Though I was still struggling to get his guard to let me go.

"Stop trying, it's useless" I heard him say.

I was deep in thought, debating whether I should listen or not.

If I do listen, they will put me in that car and take me to some unknown area.

If I don't listen, he could end up hurting me again.

The force he had put in that slap, made me reconsider almost everything.

Stopping my attempts, the guy opened the door and practically threw me in the backseat.

What an asshole he is! Who said he can treat me like trash?

I could see there were a few cars behind the one I'm in, the guards getting into them.

On the other side of me, I heard the car door open and close. I already knew it was Tristan, and his expensive cologne confirmed it.

Sitting down beside me, I instantly stiffened.

Out the side of my eye, I could see he was staring at me with a huge smile on his face. Just looking at him made me nauseated.