19 Devil from the pas

This can't be happening. It's not possible. These kind of thoughts filled my mind.

'Where were you my precious butterfly?', a cold voice said.

'I looked for you everywhere, but as now I have found you I won't let you escape ever after.'

He was surrounded by a chilled aura. His eyes had a demonic glamour. His Broad shoulders and muscular body, were enough to make any girl fall for him. But I knew how vicious he was. I don't know how but the surroundings also seemed to built a sinister presence.

He fastened his grip on me, but I am not that incapacitate. I jerked his grip thereby freeing myself. Other people had no idea what was going on. They just watched us, but no one dared to say a word.

I turned towards him and gave him a cold glare. I asked gritting my teeth, 'Why are you here, Lucious Dimonikoff?'

'Aah... So you remember me. Don't you my love'.

'I am not your love. You are just a scumbag. I don't want to see your face. Take your men out of here or I'm gonna kick you all out.'

'That's why I want you. You are different from others. You have a challenging personality. And you know how much I love challenges. Don't you?.. Dear Lexi.

I retorted angrily,' Don't you dare call me by that name '.

' No matter what you say, you will remain mine and only mine.. Lexi'.

'I hate you', I spoke. But he ordered his men to take me away with him. When he turned around, One of his men shoved knife towards me. It gave me a minor cut on wrist, and I shrieked with pain. Crimson blood flowed out of the opening.

Lucious immediately turned around and understood the scenario. In less than a second, there was blazing fire around that bodyguard and he was reduced to ashes.

My heart stopped. Did he just really killed someone??