Iron Rose Ch. 07

Miguel on the other hand just looked at Christian in fear, more tears flooding his face. He felt the loud noise and he knew that something had fallen on Christian. The guy had just saved his life. Miguel couldn't help but fall deep in love with him.

"I..." But Chris couldn't say a word. Blood started coming out his nose and his mouth.

Miguel was scared. "Christian, please..." He cried as he tried to throw the plank off of Christian. But it was just too heavy. He couldn't do it. "Don't die!" He cried.

'Why do you hate us so much?' He remembered Christian's question that time when he had kissed him for the first time at the beach in Sumitria. "I mean, men?'

"I love you." He sobbed, looking at his face as the man struggled to keep his eyes open. "Please, don't die. If you do, Christian, I swear I will follow you so don't you dare die on me."

Christian could feel strength leaving him. He wanted to say something to Miguel, confess his love but nothing was helping. His vision was blurring each second and he knew he wasn't gonna make it. He knew that he had internal injuries from all the pain that he felt inside of him. It was too much. Blood was coming out of his nose and mouth and whenever he tried to breathe, he felt like something ripped inside.

"Please," Miguel cried.

He tried his best to push the huge plank and finally got it off. He quickly got up, wrapped his arm carefully around Christian's waist and slowly helped him to get up.

"Ah..." Christian cried in pain as he tightened one arm around Miguel's waist.

"We need to get out of here." Miguel said as he looked around. Half of the house had completely collapsed and it was gonna be easy to get out. "You need a doctor, Christian. You're losing a lot of blood. Please, help me out here."

Christian did his best to help Miguel as he slowly moved but in so much pain. One thing he knew was that he couldn't bear to fail Miguel so he walked slowly as he moaned painfully, struggling to breathe. He was losing a lot of blood.

Miguel felt like he was about to die. He wasn't hurt except for pains in few areas but he was completely fine. He was crying. He helped move Christian and although it was hard with all the destroyed things on the way, he managed to get him out just as the other half of the house collapsed loudly. Shit! Hadn't they moved out of the way, they'd have been crushed.

With great difficulty, Miguel got Christian to where the car was safely parked and lucky for them, the door hadn't been locked because Miguel had gotten out angrily. He got Christian safely in the car and made him lie down. Then he entered and found out that the key wasn't with them. It had been in the house. Miguel used his skills and wired the car and started moving fast from that place.

"Hold on, my love!" Miguel glanced at Christian who lay still. "I will save you."

But Miguel also knew that it was gonna be very dangerous to take Christian to a hospital. He knew that the one that had done that was Brandon. He had probably tracked them and planted explosives. Just thinking about it made him really angry. He wasn't gonna spare Brandon.

"Hold on, babe!"

Miguel took out his phone and dialed the only person that he knew was gonna help in that situation. The phone began ringing and it didn't take long before the person answered.

"Dona!" The man said in a deep manly voice on the other end. "Long time, dear, how..."

"I need your help, Lucio!" He gasped, breathing like he was running away. "Come to my house right now. Only you can do this job?"

"Job?" The man sounded confused.

"I can't explain anything right now." He gasped. "I need you to save a life. Just take everything you need and head over to my house. I will meet you there."

He cut the call and drove his car like he was crazy. After a whole painful hour of driving, Miguel finally reached his house and started honking like he was crazy when he parked the car right at the entrance. He saw Mark rushing towards the car with two more guards and got out quickly.

"Don!" Mark gasped, looking at Miguel. He was surprised. "What happened?"

Miguel clenched his fists. He was looking funny covered in rubble but Mark got really mad when he saw that. He didn't hide his anger on his face.

"Brandon!" Miguel groaned, giving a stern face. "The bastard tried to kill us with explosives. But Christian is badly hurt. Get him out carefully and take him to my room." He ordered. "Right now!"

Mark and another guard opened the door and carefully got out a bleeding Christian, making sure not to hurt him. They started taking him inside with Miguel following, breathing like he was in a war. The pain he felt in his heart couldn't be described. It was just too much.

"Is my brother around?" He asked one of the guards.

"He went out!"

"What about Daniel?"

"He's resting in his room."

"Good!" He said as he entered the house. "There will be a man that will be coming here later. Let him inside and I don't want anyone to disturb us. Not even Brian. I wanna be alone."

With those instructions, he followed the guards to his room and they took Christian to Miguel's room, laying him carefully on the bed. Christian wasn't even responding and it got Miguel really scared. He dismissed all the guards and just lay close to Christian, holding his hands lovingly and kissing his dirty forehead. He just didn't care. Christian's hands were getting colder with each second and Miguel was getting even more scared.

After what felt like eternity, Miguel heard the door opening and closing. He quickly moved his eyes and saw exactly the person he had been waiting for, Lucio. Lucio was a really handsome tall guy with deep green eyes, a round face and well shaven hair and beards that matched his face.

He was wearing a beautiful white shirt, a white trouser and sandals on his feet and he looked like a monk with a small bag on his hand. Seeing him, Miguel quickly got up from the bed and rushed to him, feeling tears building in his eyes.

"Lucio!" He sobbed as he hugged the man tightly, feeling emotional. "I am so glad you are here. You have no idea."

"Miguel, mi amor!" Lucio chuckled happily, taking Miguel's hands and kissing his forehead lovingly. "Why wouldn't I? You know I always heed to your call."

Miguel smiled at Lucio emotionally as they held hands. Lucio was a spiritualist, the man that had taught Miguel everything he knew and practiced and had also made his lair for him. Lucio was a man in his mid-40s, cared a lot about Miguel and loved him like his own child. Lucio had helped Miguel a lot in the past, taken away his pain and made him who he was, a strong willed man.

"The man I love is about to die!" Miguel said abruptly, holding on tightly to Lucio's hands. "Please, save him. Do anything to save him."

"Of course," Lucio caressed Miguel's cheek. "Would a father reject a son if he asks for help? I will not fail you. Let's take him to the lair."

Miguel and Lucio took Christian into the layer, laying him on a small mattress. They stripped him naked and Lucio told Miguel to be meditating while he did his work. Miguel got into position and started meditating with his eyes completely shut while Lucio chanted in a language that Miguel didn't understand, doing his work. Miguel meditated and never opened his eyes even when he heard Christian giving a deafening scream that showed that he was in so much pain. He knew he was gonna be fine because Lucio was good at what he did.

***

Miguel came out of his closet, looking marvelous in a cargo short and a grey t-shirt with sandals on his feet. He took a sigh, looking in the mirror. He had two bruises on his forehead but he wasn't worried about that. He tied his red hair and started walking towards the bed when his secret lair door opened and Lucio came out, rubbing his hands.

"Lucio!" Miguel rushed to him and stood in front of him. "How did it go?"

Lucio put his hand up and caressed Miguel's cheek, smiling brightly at him. "The spirits say he'll be fine." He said assuredly. "He was badly injured and could have been dead but I have saved his life. He'll be okay. He just needs to rest. But don't get him out of there for a couple of days."

"Thank you." Miguel threw his head on Lucio's chest, feeling happy when the man hugged him tightly. "Now you must be very tired. I will call someone to take you to your room."

Miguel called Mark and instructed him to take care of Lucio. And as soon as they left, Brian came rushing into the room and he looked super worried. Miguel was really surprised to see him there.

"Miguel!" Brian gasped, looking at him. "Oh my God, what is this that I am hearing? The house at the hacienda was..."

"Yes!" He chimed in, his face getting stern. "Brandon tried to kill Christian and I and because of that idiot, Christian is in a pretty bad condition. He was badly hurt and..."

"But do you think keeping him here is a good idea." Brian was really scared. "You should have taken him to the hospital instead of in..." He pointed. "...there."

"I couldn't risk it." He grimaced, shaking his head. "This is the only place where I can ensure his safety and his survival. With the condition he was in, he would have died if I had taken him to the hospital. Even if he would have survived, Brandon would have still tried to kill or rather succeeded. I can't take such a big risk."

"I know." Brian sighed, rubbing his face. "What about Christian's mother, his friends and the entire..."

"They can all do what they want for all I care." He said hoarsely. "I am done to prove a point here. Now if you excuse me, I need to go and see how he's doing."

Miguel went into the lair and closed the door shut. As soon as he entered, he found Christian's eyes open, looking all around with shock on his face. He was still lying down and he looked really weak. Miguel smiled, rushing to him and kneeling in front of him. When he looked at the wound, he was amazed. It looked like it was drying.

"Where..." Christian's voice was really low as he looked around. "...where am I?"

"My shrine Christian..." Miguel chuckled happily, holding his hand tightly. "This is my sanctuary and it just saved your life. Don't worry, you're gonna be here for a few days."

Christian was in awe as he looked around. Was he completely dreaming, he thought as he stared at Miguel? Then sleep took him again and he closed his eyes shut.

"I love you, boo-boo bear." Miguel leaned down and kissed his lips softly. "Nothing will happen to you. I promise."

***

2 days later

"Have your men been able to track the whereabouts of Brandon?" Miguel asked, his arms folded.

"Not really don!" Mark gave a gloomy sigh. "Actually, my men were able to find out something important, something that might interest you."

"Okay!"

Mark took a deep breath with the news that he was about to put down for Miguel. "Actually, they've just found out that Brandon wasn't the only one that had set the explosives at the Hacienda that day. He's actually working with someone, Alejandro!"

"Alejandro!" Miguel gasped, feeling his heart pound. "Brandon and Alejandro together? I should have known this."

"Now what do we do?" Mark asked.

"We don't know where they are. They could be planning anything right now." He sighed, chuckling sinisterly. "I want you to tell your men to keep an eye for them. If you see any of them, catch them and bring them to me."

"Si, don!" Mark said. He then left the room.

Miguel sighed, running his fingers through his hair. He had no idea why they just couldn't leave him alone. He wasn't gonna spare any of the, especially Brandon because he was already a pain in the neck. He was gonna enjoy watching him die.

Miguel shook his head and started going back to his lair before he heard his phone ring. He quickly picked it up and saw that it was his assistant calling. Shit, she was probably calling to tell him about his schedule.

"Yes, Tania?" Miguel answered in a sweet tone.

"Sir!" She sounded scared as hell and it got Miguel worried. "Something is wrong at the office." She said abruptly.

"What?" Miguel gasped, his eyes widening. "What's wrong, Tania?"

"You need to come here. Everyone's outside."

Miguel cut the call and started rushing out of his room. He told Lucio to keep an eye on Christian as he and Mark rushed to the office. Truly, when they reached the company premises, Miguel got shocked when he found all of his employers outside, talking among themselves. He and Mark went to them.

"Tania!" Miguel gasped, looking at his assistant sternly. "What the hell is going on here? Why are you all outside?"

"Well..." Tania stammered, feeling a bit scared. "We were all working when everyone started rushing out saying there was a fire drill. But nothing has happened since we got out. I think it was probably just a fake call."

Miguel looked at his huge building and felt really angry. "Mark, come with me."

Mark nodded and the both of them rushed inside to his office. Nothing seemed to be wrong, unless someone had just pulled a prank on them. But everything seemed to be fine.

"Mark, I want you to check everywhere and see if there is anything wrong." Miguel ordered, staring at him sternly. "Check even around and then tell me what's going on? Do you understand?"

"Yes, don!"

Mark left and then Miguel went to check around his office to see what was wrong. But everything seemed to be just okay. He went to his desk and started going through some of the files before he heard his door open and closing.

"Hey Mark, did you find..."

But Miguel trailed off as soon as he raised his head and saw the person that was in his office. His heart immediately started pounding in fear as he froze, staring at the man like he had seen a ghost... he swallowed a huge amount of saliva, feeling a bolt of electricity through his system. He wanted to move but he was frozen. That evil grin on the man's face... his hands on the door, locking it... The gun he was holding in his hands, it all just scared Miguel to bits.

"You!" He gasped shakily, glancing at a chair near his table where his bag was kept.

Alex gleamed evilly, pointing his gun at Miguel while he went closer to him, smiling like he had just gotten a prize. Seeing Miguel looking all scared and shocked, he couldn't help but laugh as he cocked the gun. Miguel was looking really sexy and seductive as usual, evoking his deepest desires as he stared at him. He was dressed in a sexy, green designer's shirt with his chest exposed which was tucked in a red designer's skinny jean and though Alex couldn't see his feet, he was sure he had something gorgeous there. Miguel also had a black blazer on and that red hair just made him look sexier. Shit! Alex's mouth watered as he neared the beautiful boy.

"Hello, Miguel!" He said happily giving Miguel chills. "Don't you dare try anything otherwise I will put a hole in your head."

Miguel just looked at Alejandro, his heart racing and his breaths becoming a bit harsh. He was scared to some extent, especially due to the fact that Alex had already locked the door, meaning that they were just alone. Plus, his office was sound proof. He was scared and he knew that he had to think of something fast.

"Now come here." He grabbed Miguel by the collar and brought him closer to him. He forcefully sat him on the chair, pointing his gun so close to his face. "How dare you, Miguel? How dare you do this to me? You betrayed me and now I am running like a scared chicken."

Miguel was quiet. He was just staring at Alejandro, feeling pain and anger rising deep within him. His eyes were completely fixed on the guy who looked like a criminal with a hoody and dirty clothes.

Alejandro got closer to Miguel, losing that smile on his face. "But this game is about to change. I want you to confess to killing Felix and Gustavo. I want you to tell the world what exactly had happened that day and how you were involved."

Meanwhile, Brandon was near the company in his car, his eyes fixed on his PC, watching whatever was happening in that office and checking to see that no security guard was near Miguel's office. He and Alejandro had come up with a cute plan to finally cause pain to Miguel and bring him down once and for all.

"Now!" Alex roared, placing his gun on Miguel's chin.

"Why would I do that?" Miguel said harshly, his face becoming fierce. "I don't want to talk about Felix's death and I will not confess to something that I didn't do."

"What the..."

"You're a dragon, Alejandro and as such you destroy anything so that you keep your little secret. The dragons ruined my life four years ago." He said, feeling tears building in his eyes. "I was living my life perfectly until you ruined it that night. You bastards raped me and caused me so much pain. You did it without regret and you collaborated with the man that murdered my parents in cold blood. You destroyed my identity and turned me into what I am today."

"Oh..." Alejandro chuckled. "...how could I have forgotten? The great Angelo Rodriguez, famous business tycoon and by that time, the youngest richest man in the country. How could I have forgotten?"

Miguel clenched his fists as he felt his anger overflow. "I thought I had a perfect life, a perfect marriage and the perfect man that loved me to the moon but all that got taken away that very night." He said hoarsely, fighting his tears. He wasn't scared of Alex. "The man I loved, my husband and my best friend had been planning my death and that same man's father was the cause of my parents' death. And then you motherfuckers came out of nowhere and raped me, destroying my life. You planted a hunger in me that couldn't be quenched."

Alejandro chuckled, giving an evil laugh.

"And I know you were their leader." He said in between clenched teeth, grimacing. "I remember you barking orders for those idiots to rape me."

Alejandro grinned evilly. "Guess, we are not so different after all because you ordered Felix killed." He shrugged, his finger trembling on the trigger. "I am gonna tell Brian everything and he'll hate you. All those little sacrifices that you've made for him will be for nothing. Brian will betray you just like the others. You're a killer."

"I am nothing like you." Miguel glowered, dying to kill the man with his bare hands. "I killed out of revenge but you killed out of pleasure." He groaned. "You enjoyed raping young men and murdering them but that wasn't the pleasure you had with me. Your biggest mistake was not killing me that night, Alejandro." He chuckled bitterly, smiling at the man in pain. "I came back with a new face, more powerful, stronger and influential. That was something that none of you bastards ever expected. Angelo's painful death was the birth of Miguel Powers."

Alejandro lost the smile on his face and started breathing like an animal, moving his gun all over Miguel's face. "Oh really? And Felix, you killed him out of your..."

"I didn't kill Felix." Miguel chuckled bitterly. "You did."

"But you ordered me!" He roared, gripping Miguel's arm with his free hand. "And that too so that you can get him out of the way."

"Felix deserved to die!" Miguel said in anger, giving Alex angry eyes. "He got in between Brian and me but I didn't do anything. He lay insults on me and still didn't do anything. Even when he attacked my company he wasn't satisfied. He just wanted to destroy me. He wanted to use the fact that I was killing the dragons to destroy me. I didn't kill him."

"But you ordered me to." Alex groaned, furiously getting Miguel up. Alex's heart was pounding so violently in his chest. "You manipulated me into killing him."

"But I didn't kill him." Miguel gave an evil grin. "You pulled the trigger on the gun that killed him. I might have ordered it but you executed it. You're a damn dragon, a killer!" He yelled in the man's face.