The Devil Charming's

The Devil Charming's
The Part 19



Lizbeth turned his head quickly and squinted his eyes at Edward who blew his Deagle muzzle haughtily, after a single bullet escaped and directly pierced the head of the woman claiming to be Edward's former lover, instantly the woman lay lifeless. Edward kept his Deagle back behind a leather jacket he was wearing and then stood up to Lizbeth who still did not understand.



“Why did you kill him? Didn't you say I'd get a lot of information from him? What does he mean, your ex-girlfriend? Didn't you yourself claim to not know him?”



The question that Lizbeth asked in response to Edward's flat gaze, Lizbeth took a few steps back and immediately grabbed the gun carried by one of Edward's men nearby.



Edward stopped his steps. Even now Victor and the others could not understand the conditions in the room. Edward who also took out his gun again with the gaze of a pair of husband and wife who intimidated each other made all Edward's men in a position of alert.



“I know, there are many mistakes you hide,” said Lizbeth.



Quickly all of Edward's men pointed their guns at Lizbeth when Lizbeth boldly pointed the muzzle of the gun he was holding at Edward who was only a few steps ahead of him. Edward glanced at his men, gesturing for them to lower their weapons.



“You're right, there are many mistakes I've hidden. One of them is to marry you,” said Edward with a flat expression making Lizbeth close her eyes withstanding the tightness that suddenly filled her chest.





He should have realized that Edward had never loved him. Mafia life is always full of games, manipulation, cunning and cruelty. There was no love there, and Lizbeth realized that he was too far out of the safe zone in his life.



“Listen this well.”



Edward took one step forward, making Lizbeth reflectively backward as if he wanted to create a distance between them. The woman still faithfully pointed the muzzle of her gun at Edward without fear that it could be anytime Edward's men around him would blow his head with just one command from Edward.



“First, the woman was indeed my ex-lover who had plastic surgery so I could not recognize her. Three years ago he who I thought was dead in an accident was still alive with his new identity.” Lizbeth listened well to every word Edward said. Lizbeth can conclude that Edward's former lover has betrayed her and chooses to take on the role alongside her new identity in order to destroy Edward.



Characteristics of the mafia world.



“Both.” Edward gripped tightly Deagle in his hand with a jaw that looks hardened “.you are the last princess of golden rose, mafia killer of my mother.”.



Lizbeth was glued to the spot and closed his eyes as Edward pulled the trigger, passing one deadly bullet right at the stake next to Lizbeth. Edward's words a moment ago surprised him more compared to the sound of a shot that a few centimeters would definitely hole his chest.





Everyone except Victor seems to be distrustful of this truth. Of course, from the beginning only Victor and Edward knew this. And Edward deliberately killed the woman because he didn't want Lizbeth to know everything from anyone else.



Already a month ago, Edward managed to find out all the truth and information about the golden rose, and it made him take a big decision by marrying Elizaveta, the last daughter of his mother's murderous clan.




“I can't believe this, how could I be the last daughter of the mafia? I don't even have any sign like you ever explained,” continued Lizbeth.



Edward drew his grin with blue eyes still staring straight at the woman who had become his wife.



“Vengeance. Well, that's my goal, but one thing you should know is Lizbeth.”



Now a serious and intimidating look from Edward that increasingly makes Lizbeth Marasa claustrophobic in his chest.



“...My goal is to marry you because your life means so much to me. Didn't you realize that golden rose herself wanted to kill you?” “Whatever! There is nothing I can trust from you!!”



Edward swiftly avoided throwing a knife from Lizbeth until the knife stuck right on the pole behind Edward. “F*ck!! Who told you to shoot?!” edward shouted to his men who immediately gave a warning shot to Lizbeth after blatantly explaining that the woman was threatening the life of their great boss.





All of Edward's men could only bow, not even Victor dared to say anything. The glint of emotion from Edward's terrifying blue eyes shrank their guts except for Lizbeth who was still boldly staring in anger. “Stop Lizbeth!” Edward orders as his wife steps away from him who keeps trying to get close.



“Stay away from me!”



Lizbeth continued to retreat without lowering his useless level with the weapon in his hand.



“You don't know how expensive your life is out there. Never try to get out of here,” Edward said with low intonation full of warnings.



Lizbeth, unconcerned, turned around and ran away from Edward to the door of the vast room with hunting breath. “Stop Lizbeth!!”



Now that Edward could not contain his frustration, Lizbeth did not listen to his warning at all. The stubborn woman was only consumed with her own assumptions that never even tried to think clearly about all the explanations from Edward. Edward did not lie with the words he said. The man loves Lizbeth so sincerely that he dares to take his life as a bet to protect the girl from the murder her own family wants to commit. Even Edward was willing to suppress his revenge on the golden rose who had killed his birth mother for a reason that even today Edward is still trying to find the truth. The truth relating to Lizbeth is also Edward. But in fact, the Lizbeth he fought for even considered him lying.



“Aarrrrgghhh!!”



Lizbeth stopped his steps when his right leg was hit by a bullet from Edward.



Edward drew closer with hunting breath ignoring Lizbeth who was in pain.



“Only you can make me Edward, not Eduardo,”, Edward said before throwing his gun and moving around to hug the woman who was about to fire a bullet at him, lizbeth had his heart beat three times faster before his consciousness began to fade and drown in Edward's arms.