The Prisoner of the Devils'

Worry

"How's he?" Skylar burst out among the crowd of nurses. The nurses from another room seemed to be chasing him because the wound on his arm had not been treated and wrapped in gauze.

The doctor and nurse who were treating Starla turned their heads in unison and were a little stunned when they realized that at the door of the emergency room, there stood an unusually handsome male figure, dressed in a white shirt covered in blood, who was wearing a white shirt, and it looks so angry.

"How's he?" Once again Skylar asked, with a slight shout.

Doctor Alex, who served there, knew enough of Skylar's grumpy reputation. Therefore he was quite careful facing the man. He then approached Skylar and began to explain Starla's circumstances.

"He's fine, Mr. Skylar. We've stitched the wound to his head. But he lost a lot of blood, and we're currently looking for blood from the nearest provider—"

"Find that blood, Andreas!" Skylar yelled out to Andreas, who from earlier was actually already standing behind him. "He'll help find blood for Starla. What's my wife's blood type?"

"AB." YEAH." The doctor replied quickly, suddenly feeling fear for the flames burning in those light blue eyes.

Skylar was stunned for a moment. "Take my blood! I'm also AB."

"Mr Skylar, you too have been injured in this accident." Andreas interrupted anxiously, completely disagreeing with his master's offer.

Alex's doctor also nodded. "We can't take your blood. Your condition is absolutely not possible to do a blood transfusion," said doctor Alex interjected no less quickly, almost simultaneously with Andreas.

Skylar clenched his hands furiously. "Listen, this is just a small blister and I want all my words to be obeyed by all of you. Take my blood and save my wife! And if ...." Skylar panted, his eyes glancing towards Starla's limp-dropping body there. "And if anything happens to him. I will make you receive his reward" he shouted in a frightening threatening tone.

****

Skylar sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Starla who was still asleep due to the influence of drugs. Blood transfusions were performed and Starla's condition improved.

This time, Skylar felt a little dizzy and sick in his arm that was slashed by the iron of a car that rolled three times before crashing into the derivative of the road earlier.

"The conditions have improved." Andreas who stood there tried to break the silence. "We've investigated the culprit."

"Gavin's." Skylar growled, he already knew before Andreas even told him. Only that rotten bastard had always dared to intrude on his life and he had dared to do something as low as this. Gavino may not know what awaits him. Skylar would definitely chop it up into a pulp. "Where is that jerk now?"

"Surely he shut himself up for hearing that his plan had failed miserably. Once again he lost and embarrassed himself."

Skylar chuckles. "Till any time he'll never be able to defeat me." The man said, "Let it go. I already have a way to make him even more self-deprecating for daring to fight a Skylar Aleandro Wolves."

"Oh yeah, there's one more, sir." Andreas made a sound when he remembered the other news.

Skylar just glanced in disinterest. "What else?"

Skylar had heard of such an expert hitman. Maybe it was the same person Gavino had hired. He is a psychopathic genius killer who is very vile and maniacal. He kills his victims with very mature calculations and can sometimes be very cruel. Until now, no one knew the real figure of the killer, they all only knew that he was an expert hitman because he always managed to kill his victims.

"He was famous for never failing. And he'd be obsessed with his victims if he couldn't kill him. And now, he will definitely chase you. You have to be careful because until now we didn't know who he was."

Skylar nodded his head. Gavino and the psychopathic killer will be his opponents. They were all too intrusive and interfered with his life. If they decide to face him, it means they have chosen the wrong enemy.

****

Starla awakens when she feels her arm being stung. He opened his eyes and looked at the young, bespectacled face that was very handsome and friendly.

"Upss .. Did I wake you?" asked the man with a friendly smile. "I'm injecting medicine for your wound. I've tried to do it as gently as possible, but I don't seem as gentle as I thought."

Starla observed the man from the white coat he was wearing. That man must be the doctor at this hospital who treated him.

The man followed Starla's gaze and smiled gently. "Include me, I'm Doctor Alex. I was the doctor who treated you yesterday when you were brought to this. Your head must have been very sore, huh? You hit it hard enough and I sewed twelve stitches in there."

"Accident?" Starla tried to remember everything but her last memory only came to Skylar's shout and her tight embrace, before everything went dark.

"Yes, accident. The police said your car was sabotaged and the brakes didn't work, causing your car to roll over and hit your head. Fortunately we were able to save you."

"What about Skylar?" Starla asked quickly. That sabotage must have been done by Skylar's enemies, that demon man definitely had many enemies out there.

Is Skylar hurt? Or is that man dead? Good, better that guy took his life in that accident, this is better. And soon Starla will be free from the clutches of the demon man.

"I'm sorry I let you down, honey," that distinctive voice rang out from the direction of the door. "But I'm alive."

Starla turned her head and saw Skylar walking into the room in a black shirt and an unusually healthy and invisible appearance that she had just had an accident with. Goddamnit! Why didn't the man just die, but wasn't the man a demon, so it was hard to die Starla murmured inwardly.

"How's he doing, Doctor?" Skylar averted his eyes and looked at Alex's doctor who was still standing there, examining Starla's infusion.

The smile on Alex's doctor's face never faded until Starla realized the two men in front of her were so contrasting, one so cold with dark gloomy shades that surrounded her and the other one so bright, the other one so bright, full of smiles as if he was carrying the sun over his head.

"His condition has improved, but he still has to rest and lie down for a few days here. I can't yet recommend him being brought home as you request, Mr. Skylar." Alex's doctor's expression turned serious despite still being full of smiles. "That would be dangerous for him. His head was hit very hard and the slightest shock would make him nauseous and vomit even in pain. You don't want that to happen to her, do you?"

"How many days until he can get back to normal, Doctor?"

Regan certainly couldn't let Starla stay too long in a public place like now. That's why he needs to make sure of it properly.