* Anna's Pov *
He broke many promises he once made to me. This man was once the person I loved even more than my own life, but today he is the person I hate the most. I never dream that I will meet him after five long years, but life is extraordinary. We don't know what will happen on the next turn.
" Anna, sorry love, I wanted to break my promise, but I was helpless but believe me, I didn't break my promise, it was on hold for a little longer, see you're sitting in front of me, so that means I didn't break my promise."
Blaze looked at me and said as if he was the most miserable person in the world.
I looked at him and said, "Blaze, I just want my answer; I need nothing more from you." I said, expressionless, what he thinks he is. I am not that sassy girl anymore.
He sighed, "Okay, then eat, " he said to me, knowing that I won't listen to him even if he swears to god right now.
I shrugged my shoulders; this stubborn cow's head was persistent; I looked at my plate and told myself to dig in 5 minutes before because the answer was more important than my food, and time was more precious than my speed.
I held the spoon and ate as if I was hungry for a year; my mouth was full, I didn't have any space left in my mouth, not even for air; I looked at Blaze for a second of a belief, His mouth was wide open; he might think I was some refugee who didn't get to eat for a long time.
But I rolled my eyes and was still eating until I wiped the food out from the plate by myself.
Only then I looked at him and said, "Now tell me how I came here, why I am here, and when I can go back." Every word that came from my mouth was firm and cold, deadly serious.
I didn't blink when I was looking at him, " Okay, come with me " Blaze stood up from his chair and raised his hand toward me; he thought I would take his hand, fucking no way.
"Lead the way. " I stood up but did not take his hand. A disappointment flashed in his eyes.
I was sighing as he started walking toward the stairs. I looked around and tried to remember them because I wanted to run. I need to know the direction; every single thing is crucial to me.
"He stopped when he came in front of the room, and I woke up, and he opened the bedroom door and looked back and said, "Go inside,'' he said.
I looked toward these overbuilt men standing in front of the bedroom like a statue; they were standing there like they were blind and definitely couldn't hear anything.
"Who are they? I asked, not knowing how a poor man like Blaze can afford them.
Blaze looked at them and frowned "they are my men; they work under me," he said, still holding the open door.
My mouth opened in O shape, and a surprise flashed on my face.
But I did not ask for anything and went inside; Blaze followed me inside and closed the door from inside.
I looked around; everything was more luxurious to me than before when I first woke up; I didn't get to see it because I was in too much shock to care about anything else, although it shocked me not to lose my mind. After witnessing this idiot, I was calm as cold water, even though I knew they kidnapped me. But seeing him, I know he will not harm me.
I turned around and looked at his sexy face, "Why are we here? I asked, almost glaring at him.
"Okay." he gave a devilish smile, which was very sexy and charming, but I hate that grin at this moment very much.
* Blaze's Pov *
" Okay," as I said. Her eyes brightened a little; even though it was small, it never escaped my eyes because everything hers was like a permanent tattoo to me, which I loved very much.
" "First, my love, you came here because I took you back, and you're here because I want you where you belong, third you are mine, of course, stay where I am, so no going back."
Although I was calm, I calmly explained she is not; her face turned black, like in no time a storm is coming. Just as I thought
"you bastard, what do you mean by these cheeky lines, not going back, bastard first you kidnapped me from my wedding, and you dare to say not go back."
She was fuming in anger, and her entire face turned red from anger, which I already expected. I closed my eyes because of the next scene I already expected; she started throwing whatever she wanted, like wasted tissues. She first threw a flower vase that I bought at an auction; my $10 million, the second one, the bedside lamp, my favorite masterpiece. There was only one piece in the entire country, third, the blanket and pillows. I did not stop because I knew she would not listen to me right now; I was a mafia leader of the black reaper organization I could never compare to her.
A cold and heartless man to my black Reaper gang whom they feared would end my life if they dared to look straight into my eyes, yet, me as their boss. I fear her anger the most.
I stayed silent until she touched the bedside photo frame, and as she picked up the photo, I was behind her for a second and grabbed her hand. " Not this one, love," I said as I snatched back the picture; she looked at me more angrily; okay, I know I put butter in her fire, which most likely set me on fire.