She is the one by Asheslove (mobi reader android TXT) 📖

The people sitting there started screaming when heard gunshot. Nicolas put a glance at me and then looked around, his brows frowning in anger. A man from the crowd approached towards him quietly but Nicolas was smart he perceived his movement and before he could do anything, he grabbed his neck and slammed his head on the plates of table. I was too shocked to act.

'Don't look, shut your eyes.' he shouted loudly at me picking one of the fork from the table and stabbed it in the side of his neck twice before taking out the gun from the back of that man. My eyes wide open, glued to the man on the table.

'I said shut your fucking eyes Elena' he screamed looking at me giving a murderous glare making me jump in fear. Even though I myself wanted to but can't. My eyes remained sticked to the man whom he was holding and pushing his head harshly on the broken plates.

He looked again at me and cursed angrily before looking out of the glass window 'shit' and without wasting another second he blow his head.

I screamed loudly looking at the blood dripping down the table and the body of man fall like heap on the nearby chair. I quickly stood up to get away from them but before that Nicolas eyes fall on me.

'Sit down!' He screamed dangerously at me with gun in his hand. I sat down immediately.

He looked at the bar section towards the waiter and gave him a nod before making a call. I don't understand what they talked in eye language but after that the waiter disappeared.

'Everybody out' Nicolas screamed dangerously firing two bullets in air at the panicking people who were screaming and running. He bent down and grabbed my hand. Lifting me up he started to walk towards exit. We didn't even take two steps when the firing started from outside shattering all the mirrors in millions of the pieces.

Nicolas pushed me down on the floor so that bullets won't hit me and held the dead man body, making shield to protect himself.

The firing suddenly stopped and few of the man pushing the people from the crowd mercilessly aside entered in.

'Don't leave my side' Nicolas growled at me.

Two men approached at him, one with a knife in his hand. Nicolas twisted his hand pushing him away before grabbing the wine bottle from the table and smashed it on his head, giving a kick to making him fall on the floor. He put the remaining part of broken bottle on the table and shoots two bullets in the abdomen of other one. The man again get up and launched towards him. One another man at the side of the room was about to shoot Nicolas but before that Nicolas grabbed the head of the man whom he just smashed and pushed him on the table. The broken piece of bottle plunged in his throat. Blood started oozing copiously from his neck with the remaining piece of bottle inside his throat, and it looks too horrific. The man clutched his neck struggling to breath and the man at the side missed his target and the bullet instead of Nicolas hit that man because he was holding him in his front to protecting himself. When his body turned limb Nicolas threw him at side and with a thud his body fall limb on the floor.

That's all. My body started trembling vigorously because all I saw is blood, Flashback of my memories started running in front of my eyes and I felt like drowning. Adrenaline kicked in my veins and the need to run become primal driving me at the edge of insanity. 

Without thinking anything I got up on my wobbling feet and covering my ears run towards exit. I have to get out from here, once this fight will be over I'll came back to Nicolas so that he will not harm my family.

Nicolas was busy in fighting so he didn't notice me. Most of the people left outside but few were still not be able to leave and the crowd gathered out of the hotel.

A group of five men came and hold everyone on their gun points that were inside the restaurant including me clutching my hairs, I gasped. The screams increased as people cried in fear and then everything went silent. 

Nicolas looked towards us when everything went silent, his eyes meet mine.

 'Fuck, woman' he hissed angrily in a low voice when saw me between them instead of where he told me to stay, if looks can kill then I'll be already dead.

He threw the man he was punching a second ago at the bar counter. The body of the man hit with the back bar making the bottles of liquor fall down shattering in pieces.

His blazing angry orbs met with mine for a brief second and I got I am in trouble now before he turned to those men.

Nicolas threw his gun at the feet of one of the man, making the metal fall on the floor with a loud thud and raised his hands telling them he's unarmed. 

'Non persone innocenti uomini, lasciateli' he said looking at the man who had a large mark of cut on his left eyebrow. He was looking like their leader. 

I don't understand what he was doing as my panic is already driving me at the verge of insanity. I don't know how I am still conscious after watching everything this close. 

'Oh, Nicolas Davis even has principles guys'. The man said loudly looking at his fellow partners, they all chuckled. He raised his hand and then everybody stop.

'So sad but we don't. No one is going to remain alive whose inside here instead of us' he roared.

The man came forward and aimed his gun right on the temple of Nicolas.

'I won't do that if I were you' Nicolas grunted out loudly without any ounce of fear, his knuckles white like blank paper.

'You think I care' the man said clicking his gun to shoot.

'You know, none of you will be able to make it alive after this because my principles won't work for you people' Nicolas said from a evil grin pointing the man to look outside.

The man turned his head and 'Down' He screamed loudly and suddenly out of nowhere firing started again from out. The men were unprepared. Those who were standing surrounding Nicolas, few of them died on the spot when bullets pierced through their body making holes in them while some were able to save themselves including their head. Those men who were holding us left quickly to save themselves by pushing people in front of the bullets. Fortunately none of the bullets hit the innocent people; they were only targeting their targets.