More Than Lust novel Chapter 2

Grace's pov

I still can't forget the night, when my doom knocked on our door.

I was happy that day because I finally completed my studies in accountancy and I was very excited to enter in corporate world. I wanted to learn and explore the opportunities.

I went home to tell this to my father. I had no idea if he was going to be happy or not. After my mother's death he has became a lost man. It's been 5 years and he is still in Grief. I always tried to understand him and tried to give him emotional support but it didn't work. Still I can't abandon him because he adopted me when I needed family. Yes, i am adopted. How can I leave him when he is the one who has given me this life. I can't be ungrateful to him. He is my father and I love him.

We shifted to Italy so it can help him to heal from his grief, I could see his health going downward day by day. Managing in new country wasn't easy but I did it for him. He has cousins in Italy and they helped us to settle down. Only if I have known, i wouldn't have looked at Italy let alone settle here.

When I reached home I saw him sitting on the sofa with serious expressions. He looked scared, he was sweating and trembling.

"Dad what happened?"

I asked. My happiness was long forgotten when I saw his state.

"Grace, you need to leave..."

He suddenly said.

"Leave this house... Go somewhere, anywhere!.... and don't come back..."

My heart broke listening his words, i thought he is abandoning me.

"Dad, Don't you love me anymore?"

I asked in broken voice.

He looked at me sadly.

"No dear... I love you, I love you more than myself but right now I am in a big problem. I can't put you in a danger... Leave Grace."

I should have listen to him but i didn't and it was biggest mistake of my life.

"No dad, i won't leave you... How can I run when you are in problem... You look so scared, what's going on dad?"

I tried to ask but suddenly door of our house got slammed open.

Dad stepped back scared as few men barged in. They were looking like goons.

"Rafael, he is here"

One man yelled and another man entered the house like he owns it.

Rafael was a tall but quite lean bodied man, he had long black hair upto his shoulders. He was quite good looking among all his men.

"You shouldn't have run, Stuart. You fucked up really bad..."

Rafael mocked.

"Rafael, i just need few more days... I'll pay you back..."

Dad pleaded and I was looking at them confused.

"Sorry man... Chief has ordered us to take care of you, now no one can save you."

Rafael said.

"I have to kill you"

"Excuse me"

I gasped at his words.

"Who are you and why are you threatening my father like this?"

I asked confused.

Rafael looked at me like he just noticed me and raised his thick black eyebrows. His eyes lingered on me before he spoke.

"Darling, your father has borrowed money from me and he is not ready to pay back... And that's why I am here to kill him."

He said like he is telling me about weather.

"Can we please talk rationally about it... Please."

I requested. He seemed dangerous so I decided to handle with care but in reality i was digging my own grave.

Rafael Groaned annoyingly.

"Sit"

He ordered making me look at him hesitantly.

"Don't be shy, sit down. It's your own house..."

He mocked and his men laughed at me.

I sat down beside my father who was looking terrified.

"How much money he has taken from you... I can pay you back"