Gabriella's POV
Karl is bleeding badly, thanks to the bullet that went into his hand. I never expected him to save me. Why? Why is he doing this even when I'm not Gabriella? Right now, I'm Gabi, the assassin not his wife.
Why does he care so much?
I hurriedly threw that dagger at the one who shot the gun. The dagger pierced his forehead, like a dart.
"f**k!" He groaned in pain.
"You'll end up dying if you lose too much blood. I don't know why you came here, but you shouldn't have"
"I wanted to know what happened to you. I wanted to know if you were really dead or alive. I believe that you were betrayed and killed, but getting involved in this won't get you anywhere" he spoke, still enduring the pain in his hand.
I immediately ripped the black cloth inside my leather jacket and
