The Last Blow

by Taylor R. C.

  - I want to help you, and of course, make this scammer learn not to deceive anyone else, but as for that don't worry, I'll take care of everything, just give me her ... - The man moved in the chair assuming a posture more relaxed. - The bitch is smart, if she feels that she is being chased she will disappear, so give me her and all your problems are over.

  The Baron's entire body was reset when he heard that man's disgusting speech, he understood even without hearing more that Lowe was sickly obsessed with Gisele, and had nothing to do with revenge.

  - Did you sleep with her? He asked and the Frenchman blinked before frowning.

  - Not...

  And there was the answer that James needed to understand the work of months looking for someone, just like looking for a needle in a haystack, that guy wanted Gisele for himself, to be his owner in all the dirty ways that men like him liked to use. women. The Baron got up, walked around the table, Lowe just stared at him, waited, however, he probably didn't expect James to take him by the collar and punch him that threw him across the room.

  - Cum...

  Lowe exclaimed with his hand on his face, there was no time for reaction, James put a knee on his chest and threw more punches in his face, until he saw bleeding already deformed. When James pulled away, his breath was out of place, his hand ached like hell on fire, however, he did not regret it and in fact wanted it, both to discount his anger and his pain, who would say that a woman at that height of his life would have the power to hurt so much.

  - I want you out of my house, my city and far from Gisele, I will resolve the matter, I do not need a disgusting pig like you who is crazy to fuck her ...

  The man huddled on the floor with his hand on his face, babbling something that was unintelligible to the Baron, who in the next second left the room, he would see for himself the fraud that Gisele was, and she probably had “trophies” hidden. When he passed Pottes in the corridor, he didn't give a damn, and the man already knew, by the state of the Baron, that he was going to have to collect someone's “remains”.

  James took the car driving at a high speed, blind with rage, his chest twisted as if a knife went in there again and again. Gisele, your Gisele, never seemed to exist, it was just an invention, an illusion, but how did he not notice? How was he fooled? Maybe he was in need of something that would take him back to the light that he found that hope in, that was the biggest mistake, to think that it was light, too good, everything, in fact, was too good to be real.

  He arrived at her house, or rather, the house he gave her, without knowing the weather, went in there and started turning everything on the first floor, and so on, he took a knife and forced every possible corner where she could hide something, she tore bags, and then she found ... jewelry, money and on the false bottom of a suitcase passports and documents: Gisele Linsey, Gisele Lancastter, Gisele Smith, Camila, Anne, Lucy ... Everyone had her photos, with different hair. He fell to the ground, completely drained, he had been shot down in the worst way that anyone could, because he had fallen in love with a fraud.

  £££

  Gisele. She had arrived in the United States for the wedding of Oliver Storm and Beatrice Bertinelli, however, she felt differently from the last time she had been there. Walking around the room with a bottle of wine in hand, she checked her cell phone again, there had been no witty or just curious message from the Baron of Blackcastle, that was indeed disappointing, although she wanted to deny it, she decided that if he didn't want to look for her it was because he must be very busy, it was normal to happen, loss of interest, it was good to happen soon, because as soon as he set foot in London it would be to burn his trail, disappear from his life, forget what had happened and with a stuffed bank account . Her cell phone rang, her heart raced, but frustration flooded her, it was Benett calling her, she answered on the second ring.

  - Ready!

  - We have a problem. - His voice was deep and disturbed.

  - What type? - Asked fearfully.

  - The money, the money in that Baron's son of a bitch's account was moved, it seems that it is a type of application.

  He was angry, his voice trembled at the end of the sentences, Gisele closed her eyes, part of her was just as angry as Benett, however, the other, new and different part was relieved, obviously, that she tried to ignore that second.

  - Did you leave any loose ends?

  - Of course not, Gisele. I did everything correctly, he found nothing, but apparently he put his fortune elsewhere, you need to go back now and know where you went!

  - I can't go back now! - She was emphatic.

  - How can I not? What can be more important than money?

  My brother! She thought, but didn't say, and after all Benett didn't know about Oliver's existence in her life and preferred it to continue that way, so it was safer for both of them, in this case more for her, after all her little brother was involved with people from heavy and marrying an Italian mafia heiress.

  - I just can't go back Benett, you'll have to wait for me to know what's going on!

  - Call at least this rich little shit to feel the “terrain”, to know if everything is really okay!

  - Ok Benett, relax, everything is fine, don't freak out.

  - How not to freak out? I was seeing the money, I even felt it in my hands, damn it, Gisele, we need to fix this soon.

  - We will, we will ...

  And so she hung up, but for the first time in a long time, since she had started taking her blows, she didn't have so much conviction that they would manage.

  £££

  James wanted to kill Gisele, while he just wanted to look at her and ask "why" she had done that to him.

  - Blackcastle? - Jack appeared in the room looking like a few friends.

  - Out ...

  It was all he managed to say, he had dragged himself from the damn house where Gisele was installed, back to the mansion and straight to his office where he could sink into the drink, to be more precise, the second bottle was about to start, since the first had started, which was more than half.

  - Out? He sounded indignant and James drank some more. - Do you have any idea what's going on?

  - Um ... - The Baron laughed at himself. - Actually, now I have!

  - Do you really have James? Your other shipment was stolen, your team almost all killed and I had to watch everything, almost getting shot, because our plan was broken and I had to stop everything, because you were not at the meeting point with the other attack team!

  James took the bottle of drink and turned it over in his mouth, he knew what he had done, however, he just couldn't go, and he really felt dejected, as if something had passed over him and crushed him. Although he wanted to, but he had to admit, Gisele had tremendous power over him, that was the worst of all, as the Baron had never failed to do what was necessary when the situation involved his organization.

  - I need to be alone now, I want you to leave now, Jack!

  - James, what's going on? He asked, and the Baron looked at his friend and business partner.

  - I lost the rest of my heart!

  £££

  The wedding of Storm and the Italian was very beautiful, himself as a fiance, Gisele smiled in his direction as he approached crossing the sea of guests, until reaching his brother.

  - And I think I wouldn't have your illustrious presence!

  She smiled, hugging him, she was very happy to see him so well, the last events when she was gone were not calm or pleasant, she almost lost the only person in the world she really loved. Love ... She had never thought much about it, Oliver was her brother, at heart, but even so she never judged what she felt, as it didn't seem important, however, she felt as if she had been reinterpreting certain sentimental aspects for some time. of your life, and that couldn't be a good sign.

  - I would never miss my little Oli's wedding ... - She looked at him still smiling. - I'm so happy that you're happy.

  Oliver looked at her sweetly, as he always did, running his hand over her f
ace as he did when they were children, he gently brushed a strand out of her hair.

  - One day I hope to see you as happy as I am ...

  His sincerity almost made her collapse in his arms, as she also did when she was a child, but she couldn't, she didn't want to involve Oliver in her problems, when they shouldn't even exist, that is, when she shouldn't be confused because of the Baron of Blackcastle, so she used her best subterfuge, shrugged with a smug smile.

  - Be less altruistic, today is your day and your Italian, just think about it. - She said and saw his attention deviate to a movement in the entrance, then took advantage. - I better take my place before Eleonor puts me to run from here, she seems obsessed so that every detail comes out perfect.

  She laughed about her brother's Italian blonde cousin, that family had beautiful women, as well as bossy, however, seeing Oliver's silly smile, she knew, that this was what he found most amusing in every situation.

  - Bertinelli women seem to be controllers down to the last gene.

  - So good luck, because you're marrying the worst of them ...

  He said laughing, and seeing his brother do the same, so he moved away, going to his chair in the front row with a place of honor, as a beautiful view of everything. It didn't take long and the Italian woman appeared resplendent, as always, Gisele still remembered in detail when he met her at the hospital where Oliver was shot, he took that woman, the first moment he saw her, he thought she was beautiful , cold and clearly dangerous, after a while, saw the way she looked at Oliver, then she understood that it was all a cloak, underneath those layers, there was a very strong person, who could love so much, to the point of needing suppressing everything with barriers, obviously, Storm knocked them down, “the thought made her laugh, and instantly think of herself,

  £££

  - Where did she go?

  Lowe wanted to know. In front of him were two of his best men, but no one could say where Gisele had been, two days, she should have already appeared, however, there was no sign of her in London, everything led her to assume that she was gone again. , that was unacceptable, because this time there would be no clue where that woman could have gone, she could have been anywhere in the world, after all she should have already taken a lot of money from that idiot at Blackcastle.

  - We're looking for sir.

  He snorted, running his hand over his bruised face after the beating he had taken from the Baron, however, it wouldn't stay that way, he vowed to himself that he would make the bastard pay.

  - Be more effective and ...

  The cell phone of one of them rang in the middle of Lowe's speech, he walked away saying he had to answer, the next minute he turned to smile at the boss.

  - She's in London, she was just seen entering Blackcastle's mansion, sir!

  - Now, now, a mouse entering the mousetrap ... - He said coldly. - Prepare everything, it's time for me to get what's mine.

  £££

  Gisele entered the House Stone Black feeling her heart racing, she wasn't scared, or anything, she just felt more off balance. She wouldn't go straight to the Baron's mansion, however, she thought it was the best thing to do since they hadn't spoken to each other in two days, it made her feel strange. When the entrance arrived, Pottes was already there, solemnly waiting for her.

  - Hi Pottes! - She said excitedly.

  - MS. Linsey, did you have a good trip? - Asked promptly, she agreed.

  - Yes, a little turbulence here near London, but nothing terrible. - Said leaving him to help take off his coat. - Is James there?

  - Yes, and waiting for you at the office, do you want me to take you or do you still remember the way?

  - I still remember, thanks.

  Leaving the rest of his things with him, Gisele went down the long clear corridor to the end, where Blackcastle's office was. Her pulse was unusually out of the ordinary, and she was anxious, a lie, she was homesick, that was true, she was homesick for that guy, that couldn't happen, but it was happening. When she got to the door, she didn't knock, and with a racing heart, she entered, saw James in the same second from behind, staring at the window. Without saying anything, trying to be as quiet as possible, she crossed the space, then hugged him tightly, burying her face in his back, she could smell the good, the skin was warm and firm by the dark blue linen shirt, her hands stroked the mass of solid muscles in his chest.

  - I missed you ... - She said, being sincere, unable to avoid the pleasure of having him again.

  - Felt? - His voice was strangely harsh.

  - Sure...

  It stated and he then gently released himself, turning to her, holding his hands, but when he stared, those blue eyes looked like ice cubes, so she knew there was something very wrong.

  - I imagine you feel the same kind of longing for Lowe Carter!

  It was as if he had hit her when he said that name, her whole face burned, her insides, however, cooled, and then she understood that everything had been lost, but it was not what hurt most, but the fact to see the Baron's icy stance slide, and show him how hurt he looked in his eyes.

  - I can explain ... - There was not even room to deny.

  - I'm glad you didn't misunderstand, but of course, you're not stupid, you're just a dirty liar ...

  He pushed her hands away from him, consequently pushing her away from him, disgust plastered all over her face.

  - James, please let me try to explain ...

  - Explain? You mean tell more lies?

  James thought he would lose his control when he saw her and that he would hurt her, as he never hurt a woman, but all he had to do was look into her eyes to realize that he was not going to touch her, because he was unable to hurt her like that, it infuriated him, for that he knew, he had to end it. He walked over to his desk and picked up her fake documents, as well as all sorts of things he found in the house where he left her, and in this case, discovered that he no longer belonged to him, in fact, Pottes discovered that, as well as he moved his money to a safe place, he couldn’t trust that Gisele hadn’t already done something to steal from him, after all, opportunities abounded.

  - I will not lie, I ...

  - Everything that comes out of your mouth and lies, do you happen to know the truth?

  He started throwing all those documents and cash into her, Gisele looked at it, feeling her eyes fill with tears, although she tried to avoid it, because she knew that James was going to think it was his ruse, and in that moment, everything that went through his her head was a way to make him believe her, that despite everything, she didn’t want his harm. She did not understand how Lowe had found her, but she would love to be able to kill him for having achieved and destroyed everything, for having hit the Baron. Was it hypocritical for you not to want to see him like this? Perhaps, because I was going to steal it, however, at least it still wouldn't end that way.

  - It was different, with you it's different, I swear!

  - I'd rather pierce my ears than listen to you play this little game of yours.

  It was painful to look at that perfect face of hers and still hear it, James was breaking inside.

  - I'm not playing James ... - She tried to get closer, but he took two steps back.

  - I don't want to hear you, I don't want you to touch me, I can't bear to look at you, so get out of here, get out of London, pick up that crap from your fake documents on the floor of my house ... - His voice was painful firm. - I don’t even want the dust here, and if I wanted my money so badly, Pottes will give you a good sum, it will do for you to let me fuck you ... I heard that Lowe didn’t have the same benefit, you should be desperate to rob me!

  With that last line, Gisele couldn't help herself, she went to him, beating his broad chest, of course without any control, so she didn't cause any damage and at that point she lost the battle to hold her tears, her vision was blurred, but even so, he could still see the beautiful and wounded face of the Baron.

  - Son of a bitch, if you want to talk like that, that's fine. I did
n't let you fuck me for the money, but because I wanted to, because I wanted you from the first minute that I laid eyes on you, and yes Lowe didn't have the “benefit”, because I was disgusted, I hated every second, but not with you, because ... - Her voice broke. - Because you somehow conquered me in your raw and affectionate way, you are beautiful, recite poems, make me laugh and I think you were the first man I made love with, because it wasn't just sex, you know it wasn't , and unfortunately it made me feel safe in a way I never was ... So yes, I wanted to rob you, but it was still different because I was, I am, in love with you!

  James held her small hands in his and he heard every miserable word, part of him wanted to drop to his knees at her feet, apologize, say that he was wrong, and that he believed her, that they should forget that, go to his room, where he would make love to her, because yes, he made love to her, sweet, calm and slow, however, that was a lie. That Gisele was not real, those words were not real, simply her rational part took the lead and made it clear that everything she said was just more rehearsed lies to make it fall into her web, the trust was broken, a trust that was forged in untruths. So, feeling his chest painfully tight, he released her and looked at her with determination.

  - Outside my house, you have fifteen minutes to leave and one day to leave London!

  Coldly, he left the office, Gisele watched the scene, until he passed the door, then stared at the floor, sinking into it, hugging herself, listening to the sound of her crying breaking the silence of that room. The spell had turned against the sorcerer, she lied, she played, it involved James in a way that she believed her, but when she told the truth, naked and raw for the first time, he didn't believe it anymore and it hurt, so it never hurt anything , the feeling of despair, accompanied by confusion and impotence left her lost. She always knew that she was rejected as a child, her parents did not want to be loved by her, now her strange and harmful love was rejected once again, however, by the only man that Gisele realized that she would love that way for the rest of her life. rotten.

  Chapter 16