Taken By The Mafia Lord

459 The vendetta was personal

Elijah was on the floor doing push-ups, sweat coating his fair skin and his body trying to buckle under the pressure but he refused to give up until he broke his usual record. Lately, he has been working out like a mad man trying to push his body to the limit so he could be in his best form and at the same time distract himself.

When he wasn’t working alongside Adele, he was at home where he would be tormented with the thoughts of Arianna. He had seen her faint that night and that had gored him deeply. He never wanted to hurt her, that hasn’t been his intention, he merely wanted to feed her hope, and remind her that he hadn’t given up on her so she would snap out of whatever delusion she had with Marcel, but it seems she couldn’t take it. She seriously hasn’t fallen for that bastard, right?

God, no.

Anyone else, but Marcel. Elijah hated his guts and he was already putting his plans into action. For now, he wanted an invitation to Marcel’s place, and the only way he could get that was to find Peter’s sponsor. Elijah knew how stuff like that worked. If they could solve the case, Marcel would be grateful for their help and would invite them – he and Adele – to his place to thank both of them. He has been contributing a lot to the gang and he knew Marcel was curious about him already. Through that opportunity, Elijah planned to see Arianna and figure out how to get her out of there.

He already handed a copy of the list to Jason to help him, if there was anyone good at finding information, it was him. If only Peter had made things easier by giving them the precise number, but then he wanted to torture their life a little bit. Of course, the man was vengeful, else he wouldn’t have mailed that list to his place two weeks after his death. He sensed Marcel would end his life and didn’t want to die alone – he was bringing his sponsor down with him.

With his plans intact, Elijah felt more at peace. Whether Arianna loved Marcel or not – he didn’t believe that – he promised to get her out of this country and would do just that. Marcel didn’t deserve her and was merely using her. She would understand that soon.

Daniel, his father, was no good, hence Elijah didn’t expect much from Marcel himself and didn’t believe he was truly in love with Arianna. Men like him made innocent and naive girls feel special, only to dumb them in the end after breaking them. Such a fate would not await his Arianna, she was far too special for that, which is why he would save her from that monster, Marcel.

His phone suddenly rang, interrupting him and Elijah had to give up on his push-up at the one hundred and eighty-two count. His muscles ached, but he pushed up to his feet and picked up his phone from where he had dropped it only for his brows to furrow when he saw the contact flashing on his screen.

It was Cindy.

.....

Didn’t Adele say that she would give up on him after the drama last time? Elijah sighed, he didn’t ask for any of this. However, the girl could still be useful in his plan in the future, so he needed her on his side.

“Hello?” He answered.

“I’m at your place, open up.” She said and ended the call abruptly.

Elijah was dumbfounded, did that kid just hang up on him? He clenched his jaw, that was a huge disrespect to someone of his caliber. Fine, she should stay outside for all he wanted, perhaps, learn a bit of respect that way.

So Elijah headed to his bathroom and washed up, returning to his living room dressed in nothing but his dark gray sweatpants. He plopped down on the sofa intending to catch a short nap before continuing his job at the Luciano’s only for his phone to light up with a text.

[I’m still waiting outside ~ Love, Cindy]

Elijah released a string of curses, couldn’t she give him a break? Fine, he would see what she wanted. Hence, he strode over to the door and peeping through the hole, saw that she was indeed outside and flung the door open. But before he could say a word, Cindy threw herself into his arms, bawling her eyes out.

“Aziz!” She cried out, placing her chin on his shoulder and he was unable to do anything except standing there awkwardly.

What happened? Elijah wondered, knowing that something must have occurred for Cindy to be this emotional and sought him out for comfort. However, he got distracted and that was his mistake.

Elijah pulled her into his arms, consoling her only to see her hand move from his peripheral view not long after and the next he felt was a prickling pain in his neck.

He pushed away from her instantly with his eyes wide with confusion and disbelief, then he pulled out the injection hanging from his neck only to see that the contents of the syringe were empty. It was too late.

Fuck!

“You!” Elijah’s face distorted with strong emotion and he lunged at her only for his vision to swirl and he stumbled in his steps and couldn’t get to her. He lifted his head only to find out that he was seeing three of Cindy and shook his head to clear the dizziness away.

“You shouldn’t fight it,” Cindy said, now kneeling in front of him. Wait, when did he even get to the ground? Great, he was truly fucked.

The first thought that came to Elijah was that the Luciano’s had found out his identity, but if that was the case, Adele would be the one kicking his ass, not her.

So whatever this was, it was personal and he offended Cindy who clearly now seems to be the craziest of them all. Elijah didn’t know what plans the bitch had for him, but he didn’t like it. This was all Adele’s fault and he hoped she cleared it out as soon... Fine, he needed her help!

Well, hello darkness.

Elijah lost consciousness.