The Queen of Mafia - 92 Untainted and Pure

“Of course,” Aisha scoffed. “I will not kill her now. She still have some values for me.”

Lucian smirked at her. “That’s not what I meant.”

“Is it not?” Aisha lifted her brow at him.

“Yes,” Lucian nodded. “Because if that’s really your intention then why do you bother telling Andrew that his sister is still alive? You could’ve just killed her without his knowing.”

Aisha was silent when she heard his words. She shifted in her position but unexpectedly grind her womanhood to his rock hard “blade”. Aisha blushed furiously at the feel of his cöck in her most sensitive part.

Lucian saw that she has no intention of answering so he continues, “You want someone to save her, don’t you?”

“Rubbish! Stop talking nonsense!” Aisha exclaimed.

“I am not.” Lucian said seriously.

“Look here, Mr. Lumière,” Aisha said angrily as she stared at his blue eyes. “That bïtch betrayed me! She tried to fvcking kill me many times and Satan knows she must’ve taken part of the assassination of my Father! I will never, ever forgive her, mark my words!” In amidst of her shouting, Aisha struggles in Lucian’s hold and he let go of his hold on her wrists. Aisha gives heavy punches to his chest while Lucian just let her vent all her anger.

“After all I’ve done to her,” Aisha choked in her words, her eyes glaze with unshed tears. “After I treated her as my friend.” She whispered.

Lucian’s chest tightens at the poor little girl before him. She’s always been alone, except for Morano, Freohr and Alfred, Aisha didn’t really have many close friends whom she can cherish and protect, and will make her feel important and loved. Lucian knew that this girl is wary of letting someone getting too close to her in fear that she will be hurt in the end, but once she let them make its way to her heart, she will treat them as if they are a family.

So, Lucian can’t really blame her for being this angry. If it were him, he, too, will want to kill Nicolette. But the problem is… Aisha isn’t Lucian.

Because he knows, no matter how cold and ruthless she was, under the hundred layers of cold metals around her heart, lies a soft hearted woman.

“Deep in your heart, she is still someone important to you. You are just too hurt by her betrayal and was blinded by rage, but you actually dind’t want her to die, right?” Lucian smiles softly at her.

“That’s not true.” Aisha frowned but in fact, she wasn’t too sure what she wants. She was in conflict. Aisha wants to kill Nicolette, torture her slowly to make her feel the pain she gave to Aisha, but at the same time, she can’t bare to kill her. “Dàmn it!” Aisha cursed, both of her hands reaching to her face and covered it as she laughs loudly.

“You are right, I don’t want her to be dead.” Aisha bit her lips. “I know myself, once I saw her I won’t be able to stop myself and kill her, that’s why I told Andrew about her. I was hoping he will save her from me.

“Do you know why I can’t kill her? It was because her memories has been alternated. In her memory, it was the De La Torre famiglia who destroyed the Einsberg famiglia and wants revenge.”

Lucian was surprised at this. It wasn’t the first time he heard about alternation of one person’s memory, but he didn’t expect that Nicolette’s memory will be alternated.

“How could I kill her when she was only being manipulated by someone?” Aisha lowered her hands and look bitterly at Lucian. “Aren’t I weak? That person did something that is beyond unforgiveable but I still can’t bring myself to kill her just because of those little years that is spent with her.”

“Is it? I don’t think so. I think it is your strength, your own unique strength.” Lucian lowered himself to kiss her in the forehead, his lips lingering there. “There is kindness in you, not many people has it. Although it can be seen as a weakness in our world, but it can also be your strength.

“In this world full of darkness, for me, you are the only light that will brighten this world. You’re like a white Calla Lily[1] blooming in the middle of the bloodied war, untainted and remains pure.”

Aisha frowns, what a sweet mouth he has. “I am not pure, and will never be. And I am certainly not a light in this dark world.” In fact, for me, you are the one who lightens my dark world, Aisha continues in her heart.

Lucian cocked his head to the side and smirked. “Fine then, let’s not forget that you bring darkness to some people out there too but you are certainly the light in my life. Isn’t it the meaning of your name[2]?

“You are my light to my dark life.”

[1] White Calla Lily means purity and innocence.

[2] Aisha means “life” while Ciana means “light”.