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A Contract For Revenge FIFTY
ELISE’S POVI was halfway through breakfast when Hannah strolled in, her expression inscrutable. Just as I was about to take a bite of my eggs, her words halted my hand mid-motion.“Mrs. Hernandez requests your presence in her room, ma’am.”My gaze shot up, my stare sharpening in surprise, “Lauren?” I asked, incredulously, dropping my fork with a clatter.She nodded, “Yes, ma’am.”“Why?” I demanded, my mind running in circles.She opened her mouth to respond, but I cut her off, “You know what? It’s fine. You’re too dumb to know anything. You can go,” I waved her off dismissively, and she bowed slightly before sauntering out.After the disastrous incident at the gala, I had retreated into myself. I hadn’t spoken much to anyone, not even Miguel. Of course, he didn’t bother to engage with me either. We had become more like strangers sharing a space.Most importantly, I avoided Lauren and David at all costs. I would wait until they were done having their meal before having mine. Just as t
A Contract For Revenge FIFTY-ONE
Elise's POV I stormed into the office building like a hurricane, my heart racing from the confrontation with Lauren. Her words echoed in my mind—sharp, biting, relentless.I was tired of being pushed around, tired of being constantly humiliated by all of them, and If I had to go the Kiera route, so be it. I wasn’t scared of their power and connections. I was married to their son, one of the most influential men in the city. I had just as much power as they did.Arriving at BYRON Corporations, I made a beeline for Miguel’s office, my resolve steeling with each step.As I approached his door, Tania, his secretary, blocked my path, her tight smile as fake as a three-dollar bill, “I’m sorry, Mrs. Hernandez, but Mr. Miguel is in a meeting,” she announced, her tone saccharine.I couldn’t give two f*cks about him or any stupid meeting, “Let me in,” I insisted, my voice rising like the tide, urgency lacing my words.Just as she was about to respond, I brushed past her, ignoring her startled
A Contract For Revenge FIFTY-TWO
KIERA’S POVI strolled into the office earlier than usual. The morning sun streamed through the windows, casting warm rays across the floor. The stillness was comforting, a stark contrast to the chaos that usually erupted once everyone arrived.My first stop was Gabriel’s office, to confirm if he needed assistance with any other thing since he had left me a text stating that he was done sorting the emails—the task that was literally a thirst trap.I knocked lightly before stepping inside."Hi.. umm. I came to see if you need any assistance with anything," I asked, my lips twisting to the side.He barely glanced up from his PC screen, his fingers flying across the keyboard, “I’ll call you if I need anything,” he said, his tone flat and dismissive, like a door slamming shut.Disappointment washed over me, but I kept my face neutral, “Sure thing,” I replied, forcing a smile before retreating to my own office.I sank into my swivel chair, the creak accompanying my movements. I spun around
A Contract For Revenge FIFTY-THREE
KIERA’S POV“Are you sure you got the name right? It could be Kayla or Kieran or even Keish—”“No, Miss, there were no misspellings,” the delivery man interjected, a hint of impatience creeping into his voice.He handed me a slip of paper, and there it was—my name, clear as day.“Did you get the person’s name?” I implored, curiosity bubbling up like a shaken soda.“No, Miss,” he replied. “But he said he would call you soon,” he added.The whole situation felt off-kilter, but I accepted the bouquet of flowers, their vibrancy overshadowing my swirling thoughts.“Please sign this,” he said, holding out a receipt.I scrawled my signature, the pen scratching on the paper feeling far more significant than it should have.As the delivery guy hurried off, I cradled the flowers, inhaling their sweet fragrance.Who could possibly want to send me flowers? My mind raced through the possibilities like a whirlwind. Damien? Could he really be the one behind this? I could almost picture him smirking
A Contract For Revenge FIFTY-FOUR
GABRIIEL’S POV“I’ll catch you at 6 PM. Let’s not make it a habit to wait,” I conveyed wrapping up the call with my business partner, Bernardo.As I scrolled through my phone, I reviewed my inbox, sifting through the messages that piled up while I was busy with other matters.Then a message from my informant caught my eye.[The south coast cartels aren’t on Miguel’s side anymore. Also, I learned Miguel was looking for Kiera a while ago, but for some reason, he stopped]My grip tightened around the phone, anger coiling in my chest like a snake ready to strike.Why TF was Miguel looking for Kiera? What did he need her for? Wasn’t he content with his little plaything Elise anymore? I could only assume Elise had convinced him that Kiera was dead, which was why he’d stopped his search.I had to keep Kiera safe, no matter the cost. Until I could devise a solid plan, Miguel and Elise must never find out that she was still alive.The shift in cartel loyalty didn’t surprise me; they had turned
A Contract For Revenge FIFTY-FIVE
GABRIEL’S POV“Was all that really necessary?” Kiera’s voice sliced through the charged atmosphere as she stepped into the elevator behind me.I could hear the edge in her tone, and for a split second, I thought about ignoring her. My anger still simmered, barely contained, and the last thing I wanted was to get into a debate right now.I jabbed the button for my floor, my jaw set tight as I struggled to rein in my emotions. The image of her sitting in that car, laughing with that fool, replayed in my mind like an unwanted film loop. My fists clenched involuntarily at my sides, aching for release.“Gabriel, I’m talking to you!” She insisted, moving closer, her frustration radiating off her.Why does she always have to push me? I took a deep breath, trying to quell the storm brewing inside me, remaining silent.“Are you really going to ignore me?” She pressed, her voice escalating. “Why do you get to decide who I can or can’t talk to?”I turned to her, my patience thinning like a stre
A Contract For Revenge FIFTY-SIX
KIERA’S POVAs I stepped into my room, the door clicked shut behind me. I tossed my bag into the closet with a dismissive flick, the relief washing over me. Stripping off my clothes, I let them fall to the floor.Grabbing my phone, I pressed it to life as I made my way toward the bathroom. The argument between Damien and Gabriel had been enough to drive anyone to the brink. So, I had Marco drive me home just to escape their relentless bickering. I get it; Damien was on edge because he cared. But Gabriel? The guy was the king of; No meddling, no feelings bla bla bla. So why the sudden urge to protect me like I was a fragile piece of China?I placed my phone on the bathroom counter, the screen lighting up with a social media notification that I promptly ignored—because who needed more drama?Sinking into the warm water of the tub, I hoped it would dissolve the piled-up stress. But just as I began to relax, I heard a noise from my room.What now? My heart raced, leaping like a startled r
A Contract For Revenge FIFTY-SEVEN
KIERA’S POV The clock on my wall ticked lazily toward 5:30 PM, and I was nowhere near ready. I’d dozed off after my bath, blissfully unaware when my 4 PM alarm had sung its tune.Standing in front of the mirror, I adjusted my hair, and I was just about to apply my makeup when a knock at the door interrupted me. I reluctantly strolled to open it only to find Clara standing there.“Miss, Master Gabriel said I should inform you that you’re running late,” she said, her tone polite yet urgent.“Tell him I’m almost done,” I replied, injecting warmth into my voice.As she walked away, I closed the door and sauntered back to the mirror, finishing my makeup with precision. I reached for the stunning red dress I had laid out on my bed, slipping into it flawlessly.The dress hugged my curves perfectly, its fabric shimmering under the light. It was a daring floor-length number with a plunging neckline that left just enough to the imagination. I paired it with strappy heels that added just the ri
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