The Heiress'S Love
Chapter 9. Revenges

The piano sound was heard singing all over the castle. Who else if it wasn't Nathan who used to play the grand piano on the fourth floor of the castle. He is playing the piano now. Nathan smiled with satisfaction to finish Wolfgang Amerdeus Mozart's Piano Trios. The clapping of his hands he heard from the direction of the door. Natasha stood there with a happy face.

“You managed to finish it correctly.” Shouted Natasha excitedly scattering towards Nathan. Without permission, the little girl who was soon to have her 6th birthday went straight up to Nathan's lap.

“Jeez Tasya, you're so heavy.” Nathan complains that he feels his thighs being crushed by Natasha who immediately plays with the piano keys carelessly.

“Come on Nathan, teach Tasya main.” Rengek Natasha did not care about her brother's complaint.

“Don't move much if I want to teach you.” Nathan's grousers wrapped their hands around his sister's stomach to keep from falling.

Natasha could finally calm down a little though her lips pursed.

“Good, take a good look.” Nathan directly presses the keys to play the basic tone to teach Natasha, “now it's your turn.”

Natasha nodded in spirit. With her small fingers she imitated what Nathan taught but her fingers could not press the keys exactly as her brother taught her, “Nathan.” Rengek Natasha has trouble reaching for the next tone keys.

Almost a laugh escaped Nathan's lips to see Natasha's hand that could not reach the piano keys. After thinking for a moment he got a solution for it, “begini how.” He said he played the piano with two hands.

“Ehem.” Natasha begins to replicate the new way Nathan taught her.

“Tasya..” Tegur Nathan who saw his sister play keys originally.

Natasha. He begins to learn the basic tone Nathan taught him. After many times trying he finally managed to do perfectly.

“Nathan, why does each tone have a different color?” Tanya Natasha looked at her brother curiously.

Nathan who heard his sister's strange question could only tilt his head, “what color?”

“Look, do put out yellow color, re green color, mi color purple..” Bright Natasha while pressing piano keys.

“I also don't know.” Nathan scratched his confused head. He didn't even see anything while playing the piano, “I'll ask daddy later, okay.”

Natasha nodded, her attention returning to the piano. Occasionally his finger pressed on the keys and laughed gleefully. Once, twice, Natasha ended up playing the piano on a regular basis. Nathan who listened was quite astonished because his sister could immediately play a song without the help of a scorer.

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Towards the end of winter, the weather has begun to warm. The snow began to slowly melt. Today is Natasha's big day. As usual every year, they will celebrate Natasha's birthday and this year Natasha is even six years old.

Inside the castle, the bustle had been visible since morning. The waiters prepare the dishes for the party, some of which decorate the main hall where the party is held. Romanov did not invite a lot of people, only his closest friends and family would gather at his daughter's party. All because Romanov wanted to keep things safe.

By night one by one the invited guests had entered the castle hall. They congratulate Natasha who looks beautiful tonight with a princess dress. The show is starting soon. After a candle blow and cake cut, Natasha immediately ran around the hall with her friends regardless of the parents' reprimands. The children were very happy to play with the balloons and trumpets provided.

Only one thing was less than the excitement of the party. Romanov and Daniel could not make it in time as they were still on their way from a visit to their Siberian weapons factory. Although Natasha had many times asked the father, in the end the little girl could enjoy the party thanks to the arrival of her friends.

By nine o'clock, the guests carrying the children began to say goodbye leaving guests who were relatives and close friends of Romanov and Vladimir who still continue their conversation.

When everyone was still drifting in the party inside the castle. The guards at the castle gates one by one died as a result of the surprise attack. Ten cars entered the castle, firing at anyone seen there.

The rest of the guests who were still inside the castle started to feel anxious to hear the commotion. Just as they were about to see what was happening outside, appeared a few people with heavy barrel weapons entering the place. Without waiting for the cue, a barrage of bullets came back. The bullets glided freely without much hindrance, although there were some people who tried to fight but due to the outnumbered they lost.

Bella, who was taking Natasha back to the room, was terrified to hear the gun. He canceled his intention of bringing Natasha back to the room. He ran and Natasha ran away to hide.

Unfortunately, Bella's efforts fail after the person she is so afraid of catches her running out of the castle. Braga manages to subdue her with Natasha and drags them back to the living room. Braga's grin looks scary in Bella's eyes, she hugs Natasha tightly trying to protect her little daughter.

“We meet again Bella.” Braga narrowed the distance between them, grinning happily at the Romanov princess.

“Please don't hurt my son Braga.” Pinta Bella with a trembling voice.

“Hurt him? I'd rather if he were my son.” Said Braga rubbing Natasha's wet face from crying out in fear, “what if she is indeed my son? Didn't I give you a memento before you left.”

“No! Tasya is not your son. He's my son with Romanov!” Sergey Bella.

“I can't believe your words.” Braga immediately snatched Natasha from Bella's arms, making Natasha scream in fear. Bella who tried to take her son back actually got a hard slap from Braga until her body staggered to the side.

Braga immediately coded Vincent and Sergio to hold Bella, while he petted Natasha giving a kiss on the little girl's cheek.

“Stop crying Sweety. I'll take you to play.” Braga calms Natasha.

After Natasha calmed down a bit, she handed it to Gilberto. There will be a special show that he will show Natasha tonight. Bella cries and pleads not to hurt her child.

“Please release Natasha.” Pinta Bella.

“And what will I get instead?” Ask Braga.

“You can take me.” Bella's great-grandson.

“Bringing you, I already have no intention to take you. I want Natashamu Bella.” Braga said with his calm face.

Bella shook her head weakly, “please don't take her. She's innocent.”

Bella just froze on the stand without being able to do anything to hear Braga's request. He then nodded weakly in his favor. A grin reappeared on Braga's lips.

The man immediately slapped once more on Bella's cheek which could only groan and cry. Braga scooped his hair and violently banged his head against the table. Bella felt her gaze twitching, faintly she heard Natasha's cry being cut off because her little daughter's mouth was smothered.

Braga kicked Bella's stomach on the floor, causing the woman to fall, groaning in pain. Thick blood comes out of the mouth when it coughs. Once again a kick landed on the stomach that increasingly made the blood come out a lot.

“You make me passionate with a face like that.” Braga forcibly pulled Bella's hair, forcing the woman to stand up before slamming towards the long sofa.

Bella tries to stay away from Braga, she knows very well what the man is going to do and she cannot bear it if her daughter sees the man's savagery, “don't do that in front of my daughter.”

Braga did not touch Bella's words, he got closer and whispered something to Bella until the woman was stunned in horror. A second later Bella's upper dress had been torn apart featuring breasts that Braga had immediately devoured violently. Bella tried to rebel with all her might but that had absolutely no effect on Braga. His heart was getting torn to shreds feeling the cover of his core part down there come off violently.

“Consider your daughter for the last time.” Braga choked Bella, forcing her to look at Natasha who did not stop crying even though her voice was muffled by Gilberto's hand, “and this is the last time you get pleasure.”

Bella's eyes immediately glared feeling pain in the groin to the two thighs. Braga hit him violently, after a few minutes the man reversed position until Bella was on the lap. Still by still forcing the bottom of them to clash violently.

“Because this is your last memory before rotting in hell, I will cover the pleasure you have.” Said Braga grinning.

The already weak Bella grew increasingly frightened to see Vincent and Sergio coming closer. He tried to thrash as hard as he could when Vincent was right behind him. Heartbreaking howls were heard echoing in the room as Vincent managed to tear apart the other parts down there. Bella felt her body crumble dimly to get three strikes at once in front and behind.

Although the torment of the three men did not last long, Bella's body immediately slumped on the floor as soon as the men took it off. But that was not the end of the torture. He could see from the tail of the eyes of six other Braga men approaching. He was completely numb to being attacked by six men at once who were rotating him nonstop. Not to mention Vincent who re-joined to enjoy his body that was like a lifeless doll.

Braga was completely satisfied to enjoy the scenery in front of him. He had been planning this for a long time, Natasha blankly watched her mother serving her men. He had long been after the little princess Romanov who might have been his daughter considering the age of Natasha counted precisely since he brought Bella last time. With Natasha in his hands, he can destroy Romanov in the most terrible way.

With Natasha in his lap, Braga easily whispers words to influence Natasha's empty mind in shock. He whispered hate words to the girl, saying how it was not like Bella to be a mother and Romanov as a father. And the only person worthy of keeping Natasha is her who protects from the various threats out there.

After his men finished working on Bella, Braga brought Natasha closer to her mother. It shows blood flowing through Bella's groin and her dry lips. To say how disgusting Bella's attitude has been to serve so many men.

Braga then approaches Bella, forcing the woman to sit down. Bella's breath was piqued.

“Please say goodbye to your little daughter.” Braga's whisper in Bella's ear.

Bella is back crying, “don't bring my daughter.”

Braga smiled obliquely, he then placed a folding knife on Bela's neck. In one pull, the knife tore through Bella's neck to cut off the blood flow. Bella was only able to slow down before she took her last breath.

As if she had forcibly woken up, Natasha screamed hysterically at the sight of her mother dying in plain sight. He roared to his mother who was lying on the floor with her eyes wide open. Fresh blood still flowed down Bella's neck to bathe the floor. Some of that blood splashed onto Natasha's face as Braga slit Bella's throat earlier. A satisfied smile was engraved on Braga's face looking at the scene.

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Nathan's heart didn't stop pounding, and James looked just as pale. Just one they're thinking about right now. Security Natasha. When they heard the bullet they both ran to hide on the fourth floor. Nathan sees the men who attack succeed in capturing Bella and Natasha. He remembered very well who the man who dragged his adoptive mother. That person was their nightmare.

After walking to avoid Braga's men who satronize one room at a time and some lifted the crates stored in the lower room of Vladimir's castle. Nathan and James try to find where Natasha is.

Natasha's loud hysterical screams become the only marker by which they hold her sister. Nathan looks frustrated thinking about the fate of his beloved sister. From the opening of the door, he could see only Braga and Vincent were still in the room with Natasha. Her heart slipped to see her foster mother had died bleeding in front of Natasha.

“What should we do?” Whisperer James.

“I will attack them, you take Natasha run and hide.” Nathan held the baseball bat in his hand.

“How about you later?” James asked worriedly.

“Whatever happens to me don't turn around to help me. Take Natasha to a safe place, take care of her for me.” Pinta Nathan, “and please give me a gift I haven't had time to give him.”

“I... I...” James is unable to speak as if this is a farewell between them.

“Do exactly as I do. After hearing my cue, take Natasha.” away Sela Nathan's.

Without waiting for James to answer, Nathan steps in and beats Vincent and Braga blindly.

“James, fast!” Nathan shouts at the chance.

James went in and carried Natasha.

“Running..!” Shouted Nathan again, he was still trying to block Vincent and Braga.

Despite his doubts, James finally escaped while carrying Natasha leaving Nathan who was still fighting alone with two demons inside. Not far away he ran, he heard the eruption of a firearm from the place he had just left. James looked back, watching Nathan's body collapse on the doorstep with blood pouring down from his chest.

His intentions returned, unable to see the shadow to the two people coming out of the room. James immediately ran to escape to the hiding place. He takes Natasha to the garden behind the castle and hides under an old, unused bridge.

He tried to calm Natasha who was still crying. Half panic, James clutching Natasha, “don't cry Tasya, I'll protect you.” Whispers watered.

James twisted his brain so that Natasha's cries stopped remembering that there were still people chasing them. Finally, he sang a song that was usually sung by Bella and Nathan while accompanying Natasha to sleep. Slowly Natasha started to calm down and stopped crying as she heard the clattering of steps starting to approach their hiding place.

In her arms, Natasha grew closer. The moments that passed felt slow. As the footsteps left the place, James heaved a sigh of relief. The pale Natasha had closed her eyes. Drowned Natasha's face into the overdraft of her neck. The cold air made James more and more sleepy not to mention the fatigue that plagued the body. Slowly his eyes closed. Hugged by Natasha, James finally fell asleep there.

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