She was gone. His source of peace and happiness was gone because he was a true asshole and blind by his rage and didn't let her defend herself. She had done all of that for him and here he was, a true idiot. Mason growled and pulled at his hair, remembering all of the disgusting names he had called his angel. Disgusting whore, slut ....

Her last words which she had told him with a shaky voice repeated in his mind. His breath hitched in his throat and his eyes snapped wide open remembering a specific part of it. I couldn't stand and watch the man I love suffer every day and come back home restless and tired every night ....

The man she loves, the man she loves. She was referring to him as a man she loves. "FUCK!" he shouted and grabbed the earring and stormed out of the room.

He ran to Ben on his way. "Mason!" said Ben. His eyes were frantic and sad. "What the fuck is going on here? I saw Bella leaving while crying her eyes out. She didn't stop when I called her and hailed a cab and left. I sent a group of guards after her."

Mason grabbed Ben's collar with one hand and shoved the earring in his hand. "Bella had put the twin of this in Volkov's pocket. Track him every fucking place he goes and make sure a few of our men are around the area all the time. make sure they keep their distance." he said in low voice and then released the shocked Ben and began to walk away but Ben grabbed his arm and stopped him. "Mason, what the fuck has happened? Why Bella was like that? Did that bastard touch her ..."

"No!" roared Mason and his eyes turned darker. "Fuck, no! Else I would have slaughtered him for sure by now." he said and began to pace in the corridor and ran his hand through his hair. "I was furious because I had seen her with Volkov. I didn't know what she was doing and called her terrible names and told her to get lost."

Before Mason can continue his babbling a strong fist collided with his jaw full force and he fell to the ground. Ben fisted Mason's collar in his hand and brought him back on his feet and shoved him to the wall.

"You fucker!" growled Ben, fuming. "Go and find her before she leaves you and makes you more miserable than something you are now."

Mason rubbed his jaw and wiped the blood from his mouth. Any other moment he would have fought back, but he knew he deserved that punch more than anyone. He nodded. "Don't lose him." he said to Ben.

"I will treasure what she has done. Go." snapped Ben and Mason darted toward the parking lot.

Just as Mason was getting into the limo, he heard Volkov from behind him. "You have a great woman by your side, King." he said as he walked to Mason and throw his cigarette on the ground. He put his hands in his pockets and laughed. "She really cares for you. She said I should be afraid of her bite now that I have threatened you and her family."

"You should fucking be, Volkov." growled Mason. "I will kill you myself for her relief."

"You are so full of yourself, Mason." said Volkov with a dangerous smirk. "I will bring you down, but I won't kill you. I will keep you alive and force you to watch how I will ruin everything you love, especially that little vixen of yours. I will tame her to be mine." He said and then walked away and inside of the hall again.

"Over my dead body, Volkov." said Mason and then get in the car and called one of his men. "Check the signals from Bell's necklace tracker. Tell me where she is." he ordered quickly once the man picked the line.

"Sir, it seems that she is going to your mansion." said the man, and Mason end the call.

"Go home. Drive as fast as you can." he said to the driver and then called Marisa quickly.

"Mason? Dear, is everything alright? The boys came back home an hour ago and told me what has happened. Is everyone fine?" Marisa bombarded him with questions the moment she picked her phone.

"Yes, Marisa. Don't be worried." said Mason. "Listen. Bella is coming home. She may try to leave. Don't let her leave at all. If necessary, use force. Just don't let her leave at all costs. I'm on my way home."

"What have you done?" asked Marisa suspiciously.

Mason sighed. "I have fucked up, okay?" he said. "Just don't let her leave."

"Mason King, you are a true jerk." said Marisa angrily and ended the call.

"I know, I know. Fuck." sighed Mason frustrated and rubbed his face.

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"Oh, my dear lord, Bella." cried Marisa and stopped from pacing as she saw a wrecked Bella walking inside of the house. Her eyes were red and puffy and a bit of mascara had run down her face. "What has happened, my dear?" asked Marisa as she pulled Bella in a hug.

Bella patted Marisa's back and pulled away. She forced a smile. "I'm fine, Marisa." she said. "Sorry, I have to go to my room."

"Okay," said Marisa and watched Bella running upstairs.

Bella closed the door of her room behind her and locked it. She leaned on it and more sobs shook her body as she remembered all the times that she and Mason had sat in her room talking or trying to sleep. She remembered every time she had said something that made him laugh.

She took deep breathes and walked to her closet and pulled out her suitcases. She had called one of her best friends in Boston and she was more than happy to let her stay in her apartment as long as Bella wanted.

Bella grabbed a pair of jeans and a sweater and walked to the bathroom. She stared at her reflection in the mirror. She looked like a mess. Her heart ached and more tears ran on her face remembering everything that Mason had told her. His hateful glare was burning her alive.

She calmed down after a moment and quickly stripped from her dress and slipped into the clothes she had brought. She then pulled her hair into a messy bun on top of her head and washed her face clean.

She then walked out of the bathroom quickly and walked to her closet and began to pack her clothes.

Mason burst into the mansion and ran up the stairs, climbing a few stairs at a time. He saw Marisa standing at the door of Bella's room, rubbing her hands together nervously trying to hear any sound through the closed door.

"Marisa." he called and Marisa turned to him.

"Oh, you're here?" she said and glared at Mason. "What have you done to the poor girl? her eyes were bloodshot."

"Thank you. I have it from here." said Mason, ignoring her comment and then turned the doorknob only to find the door locked. "Bella!" he called as he knocked. "Bella! open the door." he said and knocked more fiercely when he got no answer. "Bella, open this fucking door or I swear to break it."

"We have spare keys for every room. wait here." said Marisa and ran downstairs while Mason kept knocking. He was slowly going crazy. What if she had lost her balance and hit her head somewhere? What if she had fainted? "Bella, please open the door. I'm sorry." he pleaded but still got no answer.

Marisa returned a few minutes later, carrying a ring of keys. She grabbed one of the keys and handed it to Mason who took it quickly. "Thank you, Marisa." he said quickly. "Please leave us."

"Just don't make everything worse." pleaded Marisa and put a hand on his arm. "You need her, Mason. You can't find anyone like her again."

"I know, Marisa." said Mason. "I'm going to make everything right. Now leave."

He then unlocked the door and walked in. He closed the door and locked it again and turned to face a dimly lit room. Just then Bella walked out of her closet holding two suitcases and her eyes widened with fear when she saw him standing there.

Mason stepped forward and his heart ached as he saw her hurt and fearful eyes fix on him. She looked like a mess, but a beautiful mess that was still managing to take his breath away. Her hair had been up in a messy bun and some strands of it that had fallen out of the bun had framed her beautiful face. Her nose and cheeks were rosy and her blue eyes were glossy and bloodshot. Her petite figure was trembling visibly. His fists clenched, knowing that it was all his fault. He started walking to her and her eyes grow wider and she walked backward.

"I'm sorry. I was leaving. You are not going to see me again. Just let me go." she said with a shaky voice. Her eyes welled up and her vision blurred as she saw that preditor-like look back on his face and remembered his words from earlier. "Mason, I'm sorry. I should have not done what I did. Just let me go. I can't take this anymore." she cried as Mason stood in front of her.

"I said no." growled Mason, not able to control his anger at the sight of her tears. "Don't cry. I'm sorry, Bella. Just don't cry." he said and hugged her into his chest tightly. Tears welled up in his eyes after 8 years. His heart was aching badly. "Forgive me, Bella. I'm the most idiot person ever. I know it won't make it right but I take back every word I told you half an hour ago. You are so good and perfect that can't be described in words. I was just fucking jealous because I saw you with that jerk. Just please, I beg you, don't leave me. Call me names, hit me, shout at me, do what you want, but please don't leave me, Bella. I'm nothing without you. I love you. I swear to God, I love you more than life."

Bella was now sobbing uncontrollably. Her little fists came up and she hit him on his chest repeatedly while he repeated I'm sorry over and over again in her ear.

"You are a fucking asshole." sobbed Bella as she pulled away and looked up at his teary face.

"I am. I am. Just stay with me." said Mason and knelt in front of her grabbing her hands, and looked up at her desperately. "Don't leave me, Bella. I will stay away as long as you want, as long as you need to forgive me. But please understand me. The past month was so hard for me and tonight I was angry as hell when I see that fucker. The sight of you in his arms looking all intimidating just fueled my anger and I did what I shouldn't ever."

"No you shouldn't have." snapped Bella and pulled her hands back and took a few steps away from him. She rubbed her face and hugged herself. "Yet I'm to blame as well." she said a bit calmer. "I knew about your feelings. I should have somehow given you a hint."

"yet I had no right to act like that." said Mason and stood up again. "Please forgive me. Just give me another chance, angel."

"I'm angry with you." said Bella and turned to him and throw her arms in the air frustrated. "But dear lord, I can't stay mad at you. I just can't." she said as a tear rolled down her face. Her face heat up and a whisper left her lips. "I love you too."

She gasped as her back hit the wall the moment she said those three words and she was caged by Mason for the second time that day. He put his hands on either side of her face and stared at her. His eyes had darkened from desire and lust as he looked down at her beautiful face. "Say it again." he said huskily. "Please say it again."

"I love you." whispered Bella and right then, Mason's lips crushed down on hers in a passionate and heated kiss.

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Mason opened his eyes as he heard a vibrating of his phone. Next to him, Bella stirred a bit but didn't open her eyes. Her head was on his bare chest and her wild mane had sprawled on him like a blanket.

He smiled at how cute she looked in her sleep and ran his hand gently on her hair. She was perfect in every possible way and she was finally and completely his. He smirked remembering what happened a few hours ago but groaned lowly when his phone began to vibrate again.

He carefully laid Bella next to him and sat up slowly, trying his best not to wake her up. He grabbed his coat that he had thrown at the foot of the bed and quickly took his phone from his pocket and answered it as he saw Ben's name.

"What?" he whispered a bit harshly.

"Sorry to wake you up from your sweet dream, man. Marisa said you didn't leave Bella's room." said Ben and Mason could see his smirk even through the phone. "But here we are working our asses off, waiting for your glorious ass to show up. So throw on your clothes and come to the base. We found Volkov's lair."

At hearing the last words Mason's body went rigid. Finally, he had found Volkov, all thanks to the angel who was sleeping next to him. "I will be there in less than half an hour." he whispered and end the call.

"You should leave?" Bella's sleepy voice came from behind him and he looked down only to see her beautiful eyes wide open and looking up at him. His heart clenched as he saw her still puffy eyes from crying so hard earlier.

He gently caressed her hair and leaned down and planted a kiss on her lips. "Yes, I'm sorry." he said. "Go back to sleep, my angel."

He then stood up and began to pick up his discarded clothes from the ground. Bella sat up and brought the covers to her chest. She blushed hard at the sight of his naked form. "You are going after Volkov?" she asked and looked everywhere other than him.

Mason smirked at seeing her flushed face but didn't say anything and walked around the bed and to her side. "Yes, but don't be worried. Can I use your bathroom?" he asked.

"Yes!" answered Bella and Mason kissed her forehead.

"You look cute when you blush." said Mason and chuckled deeply. "Want to join me?"

Bella shook her head and he walked into the bathroom and took a quick shower. When he came out, he found Bella standing next to the window watching outside. She had wrapped herself in a robe and was hugging herself tightly.

He walked to her while tightening his tie. He pulled her robe a bit down to show her collarbone and plant a kiss on her skin.

"You have to go?" she asked, her voice laced with concern.

Mason turned her to face him and kissed her forehead. "I will be back before you know it." he reassured her as he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

She grabbed his tie and pulled him down. Her eyes were hard and fierce. "Listen well to me, Mason King." she said sternly. "I have not forgiven you completely yet. You have to still work on it. Don't you dare to die and leave me alone with the guilt of killing you."

Mason smiled and pulled her to a deep and long kiss. "I will come back alive. I swear." he panted when he pulled away. He then walked and grabbed his coat and left before he could change his mind and take her to bed once again.