The Russian Don – A Dark Mafia Romance

Chapter 38 I don’t know what I will do if I see him in person, of course, I can’t do anything but I wish I did something to him. I want to hurt him but also I don’t want to. I don’t know why I feel so lost and hurt by his actions.

He’s a heartless monster, I knew this from the first day I was there, I was stupid to even fall for him and let him have his way with me. I was so stupid. I hate myself for even thinking about him. I don’t know, what to do.

I got up from the bed and strolled towards my bag. I opened the zipper and searched for the photo which I had been saving for years. It was the only I have and had to keep it safe.

“Greyson,” I muttered while tears began rolling in my eye,

I touched his face and tears began streaming down my eyes, I couldn’t stop them.

“I miss you, Grey,” I sobbed looking at his picture, “I just… I just can’t,”

Greyson Williams was my best friend; I love him so much. He was the only person who never judged me and compared me with my sister at that time. He was always there for me whenever I had trouble with my family.

When my dad got transferred, we had to move to San Jose and they put my sister with my grandma but took me along. They said that her studies would get disturbed if she moves here, so they left her there with Grandma.

I remember the first day of school, I sat near him. His shy and sweet smile, he was handsome and had those shy looks. I remember them.

No one ever talked to me the way he did, we grew so close to each other that we shared everything with each other.

“I miss those days, grey,” I cried looking at his picture,

“I… I wish… You were here… with me,”

I didn’t know what destiny wants from me, it took a good guy, who loved me away from me and let a monster like Nikolai come into my life and destroy it. The moment he came into my life made it upside down.

I wish Greyson was alive.

I still remember the day he died in front of my eyes; he was so eager to hear those three words from my mouth. It was supposed to be a special day for us both but I never thought that it would happen.

He had a bouquet of red roses and was walking toward me with a cute smile, his shy looks and that cute gesture were so sweet.

We stood there in the parking lot, smiling at each other as he offered me the bouquet.

“This is for you,” he said,

“Thank you, thank you,” I smiled while taking it,

“Do you like them?” He asked,

“Yes, I love them, Grey,” I said while inhaling the scent of those flowers.

“How do you know, I love roses?” I asked,

“I just know,” he replied,

The moment was interrupted when we heard multiple horns behind us, as he saw something behind me and immediately pushed me away with full force,

“Grey!” I yelled and I fell to the ground hard.

As I turned back, I saw a car running over Greyson and killing him on spot. Blood slattered everywhere in front of my eyes.

Everything around me stopped, my own breathing was stopped and I felt like Strome hit me hard.

“GREYSON!!!” a loud cry escaped from my lips as I hurriedly got up and rushed towards him. I pushed my hand under his body and pulled him onto my lap,

“Grey, Please, Please, Please, No, Please, don’t leave me, please wake up,” I cried and cried, yelling for help.

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“I love you, Grey, Please, I love you, wake up please,”

Someone called the ambulance and they took him to the hospital.

I and along with his parents and sister were waiting for the doctor outside.

Please God! Please let him be safe! Please help him! Please, I want him, please God, please!

I kept praying and praying.

Begging God to save him but I guess God didn’t listen to any of my requests.

“No! NO!” I cried as they said he was no more.

“You are lying, he didn’t,” I sobbed.

**

After that day, I was never the same. I miss him terribly. My parents began to worry about me and bought me back to San Francisco, they thought it would best to move me away from there, to forget everything that happened.

They said, if I stay there, I would keep remembering him, looking at places we used to hang out and our seats in the classroom. His memories would haunt me if I stayed in San Jose.

It did work, I began to move on but I never forget our memories together. No one ever made me feel the way Greyson did. He has a special place in my heart and no one can ever take it. I always tried to visit Millian but I couldn’t because she stays in San Jose and I couldn’t go there.

We used to keep in touch through calls and messages, she always loved me, and talking to her would ease me. Mil said that she moved here because of her work and had been here for a year now, she said it is a nice place and no one could find me here.

I wish so, I don’t want him to find me.

I placed the photograph in my bag and wiped my tears, I placed my bag aside before walking out of my room. as I was walking to the kitchen I heard someone’s voice coming from the living room. It was Mil talking to someone.

Must be her neighbors, I thought while strolling towards the kitchen. I grabbed a water bottle was drinking water.

“Miss. Mitchell?” I heard a terrifyingly familiar voice and the water bottle fell from my hand.

I felt my heartbeat stop for a moment as I turned, there he stood, dressed in a black suit and with that Devilish smile on his lips.

“Nikolai?”