He who loved me the most

Prologue:

“I hate you. I hate you so much Vincent! I abhor you more than you can ever imagine,” Daisy grits her teeth as she holds the collar of Vincent with her hands.

Her eyes are infuriating and they are filled with tears. She has that weird expression of tears, pain, anger and madness in her eyes. Her eyes bleed so much hatred for him as if she wants to kill him with his own hands.

“Just let me go away from you. I don’t want to be here. I don’t want to be with you. I would rather die than staying together with you,” she spurts.

“What the fuck do you think yourself? You’re nothing but my debtor and how dare you try to shout at my face. Do you think I love you? Do you think I love to keep you together with me? Oh! Don’t exaggerate yourself so much. You are nothing to me. If not for your greedy father who ran away with my money, I wouldn’t have to tolerate your disgusting behavior,” he pushes her away from him and she falls on the ground.

She hits her legs hard on the floor and hurts herself. Her knees swell as she hits the ground. She bleats in pain but he seems like he doesn’t care about her pains. Why would he? She is nothing but just a mortgaged stuff for him.

“Don’t let her get out of here and feed her something. I don’t want her to die over here. We have to keep her alive or else how am I going to get back such a huge amount of money from that bastard?” Vincent shouts as he walks out of the door and closes the door and locks it up.

“Boss, what are we going to do about her? We have never mortgaged a human before and I don’t think her dad is ever going to come back? He has run away with millions of dollars and it would take a century for him to pay back his loans. What should we do with her? Do you think we should just trade her with some good customers? She seems to be pure and can be sold for a good sum of money,” one of his men speaks.

But before he could even imagine, there is a loud thud noise which comes out of the room. The man who was speaking so much rubbish about her, gets thrown on the wall and it becomes quite hard for him to breath.

Vincent rushes to him and presses his neck not letting him breathe comfortably.

“How dare you? How the fucking did you dare to make decisions for me? How long have you been over here? Is it some months or some days? Don’t you know I am the decision maker over here? I am the devil over here and everything runs as per my wish?” Vincent shouts at him as his fingers press quite more on his neck.

“I…I… was just ….trying … to help,” he stutters and speaks with half breathe.

“You know what? I don’t need your help and I don’t need your fucking suggestions. It would be better if you shut your fucking mouth,” he leaves his neck but pushes him hard that he falls on the ground. Weak and unable to breathe properly.

He kneels in front of him and asks for the forgiveness.

“I’m sorry boss. I am really sorry. I won’t be doing this again in my life,” he joins his hands with his tear filled scary eyes and tries to run away.

“And listen! Don’t you dare talk about her in this way. You’re lucky I spared your life but next time, you talk something about her, I am going to separate your head away from your body,” he growls as he steps out of there.

“Boss, she isn’t eating,” one of them shouts. He stops his feet and turns back to the room and kneels in front of her.

“I won’t eat. I won’t eat anything that’s given by you. I would rather die of hunger,” she shouts.

“Really? Tell me whom are you fighting so much for? For you dad who isn’t going to come and get you or your little boyfriend whom you loved crazily,” he smirks.

“How do you know about him? How do you know about Karl?” she gets scared now.

“I can know anything…And that anything means anything,” he smirks and stands up.

“If she doesn’t eat the food when she is given then make sure her boyfriend gets shot and his body be never found,” he smirks and walks out of the room.

“No! No! You cannot do that… You can never do that. You cannot touch Karl. You cannot harm him,” she shouts and this time her eyes are all watery.

“Miss Scott, you know I can do anything and that anything means … I hope you know it,” he gives her a devilish smile and her eyes widens.

“Okay! Okay! I am going to eat. I will just eat all these,” she says and grabs the food. He gives a solemn smile and walks out of there and locks the room.

“What would we do with her? We have an important mission to do this time?” his men asks.

“With her? She would go along with us. A wife is bound to follow her husband wherever he goes,” he gives a lopsided smile.

“Wife?” his men gets puzzled.

“Wife! I hope you get that. I want that woman as my wife and that’s all.”