Chapter 440 - Four Hundred And Fourty: Do Not Hesistate To End Her (1/2)

The third point of view:

No, no, no, it can't happen, Reina shook her head stubbornly. There was no way on earth she was going to call Niklaus for him.

Reina knew what Miguel, that devil, was going to do - it was a famous torture technique - he was going to mentally torment Niklaus, such that even when they - Reina and her kids - end up dead, he would never live a normal life or forgive himself for whatever happened to them.

Niklaus had a lot of demons waging war inside of him; he was still haunted by so thought Maya's death; the guilt of being an accomplice to Adam's death was still there - even though the man deserved it; he still blamed himself for the change in Jennifer; he was afraid to lose them - his family. She had hurt him the first time with her abrupt disappearance years ago, she wouldn't hurt him a second time.

”I'm giving you shit!” Reina spat at him and the next she received was a slap to the face. Her face whipped around while she felt the metallic taste of blood in her mouth.

”Mother!” Her children screamed, attempting to come to her rescue but Miguel's men wouldn't let them.

”Stay where you are!” She yelled at them as they tried struggling with those hitmen, worried that they might get hurt in the process.

”Where's your cell phone?” Miguel ordered once more, circling Reina the way a predator does when finding the right spot to attack a prey.

”I told you..” She spoke through gritted teeth, ”You can get it in hell,” if her death would satisfy him and save her children, so be it.

Some gangs operated like that and Reina was sure as hell Miguel would do the same. Although killing the kids sounds good, traumatizing them by killing their mother right in front of them was much more dark and thrilling. This time, not only would Niklaus be devastated by the news, but the children as well. This way, Miguel not only left a mark in the life of Niklaus but the entire family, and they would never forgive or forget him as long as they lived.

This time, Miguel kicked her on the stomach and Reina fell to the ground. Yes, she was groaning in pain, but her eyes were clear and determined; she would not call Niklaus.

”Where is your cellphone?!” Miguel was slowly running out of patience.

”Just call god damned Niklaus!” Isabella wanted her to give in and avoid the suffering, but her stubborn mother didn't respond to her.

Reina laughed at Miguel through bloodied tears, ”You must feel frustrated right now, don't you?”

Miguel shut his eyes, reeling his anger in. He knew this woman was trying to ruffle his feathers, but then, it was working.

”I'm done being nice,” He growled and raised his hand to strike her once again when Isabella stepped out to say,

”I'll call him!”

Miguel turned to her, intrigued, ”You say?”

”I'll call Niklaus, my father,” Isabella announced just as she glared at Neon who began to cry at the level of violence being inflicted on Reina.

Miguel gestured at the man who let go of Isabella. Once free, she stretched her arm and then pulled out her phone from the back of her pants.

”I meant your mother's phone, not yours,” Miguel stopped her before she could place the call.

”My phone? Her phone? What's the difference? All you want is to hear Niklaus', isn't it?”

Miguel's lips curved to the side as he began to walk towards Isabella with calculated steps. However, Isabella stood her ground, unmoving, nor did she break her eye contact with that bastard - she would not fear but bravely stare death straight in the eyes.

Upon getting to her, Miguel stared at her for a few minutes, more like stared her down, but Isabella remained unwavering. The first rule of being courageous was to not fear ”fear”.

She stood with her head held high, not even panicking when he tipped up her chin saying, ”You want to know why her phone's so important?”