Elena's POV:

We were like this for moments, him staring into my eyes with motionless eyes, but then, he pulled away. I was still expectant of an answer. He finally sighed and looked at me again. The room was eerily silent as I waited for him to speak.

"I didn't." He said and I furrowed my brows. "My parents died because they didn't fulfil their promises to the mob and thought they could get away with it. I was ten years old when they handed a gun to me to kill them, but I couldn't do it. I couldn't bring myself to. But our mansion wasn't hidden from the city,...