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A Contract For Revenge SEVENTEEN
KIERA’S POVI followed Gabriel and Damien into Gabriel’s room, my mouth spilling gibberish from shock.Taking a deep breath, my gaze thinned in on Gabriel.“Look what you’ve gotten me into?” I blurted out, my voice trembling. “What are you planning to do with me?”Gabriel paced back and forth, his jaw clenched, frustration radiating from him.“Gabriel, say somethi—”He paused abruptly, his gaze locking onto mine.“I’m thinking, woman!” The sharpness of his voice made me stagger back.“Think away, then! I’m out of here.”I turned on my heel, but before I could make it out the door, Damien’s hand caught my arm.“Get your hands off me!” I hissed, shaking him off.He shook his head, his expression pleading.“I’m so done with all these,” I snarled.I flung his arm away and stormed toward my room, my heart pounding without control. I could hear Damien calling after me, but Gabriel’s voice cut through the air.“Let her be, Damien.”I slammed the door behind me, the sound echoing in the silen
Last Updated : 2024-09-09A Contract For Revenge EIGHTEEN
KIERA’S POVThe dining room felt suffocating as Damien leaned over the table, his expression serious.“This plan involves so much risk, but it’s worth the shot.”“Risk? Like everything hasn’t been risky since I arrived in this beautiful mansion BLINDFOLDED,” I shot back, half-joking but mostly serious.The tension in the air crackled, and I could feel my heart racing, as I tried to mask my fear by being sarcastic.Damien shot me a hilarious look, but Gabriel chimed in, “Kiera, this isn’t a game. You should leave. I don’t think you can handle this discussion.”I crossed my arms defiantly, “I’m not going anywhere. This is about me, and I have the right to stay.”They graded gazes, the weight of their unspoken conversation hanging between us. Gabriel finally nodded, and I felt a rush of relief.I’m in this, whether they like it or not. I would not be left out and let them plan on doing something dangerous that could ruin my life.“First, we gather Intel on Don Masseli’s crew. We need to
Last Updated : 2024-09-10A Contract For Revenge NINETEEN
KIERA’S POVThe world around me was a blur of shadows and I fought to break through the haze, my heart racing with confusion as I slowly regained consciousness.“Hey, Kiera, can you hear me?” Gabriel’s voice pierced through the fog, and I managed to open my eyes, blinking against the harsh light.“What happened?” I croaked, my throat dry as sandpaper.“You collapsed,” he said, his brow furrowed with concern. “Are you okay?”I took a shaky breath, trying to piece together my scattered thoughts.“I just… I feel exhausted.”“I was so worried when you passed out. We shouldn’t have involved you in that conversation. I’m sorry,” he said, guilt clouding his eyes.“It’s not your fault, I insisted on being present,” I stated, rubbing my temples. “How long have I been out?”“Eighteen hours,” he replied.“What! I was out for that long?” I screamed, my voice echoing in the room.“I’m glad you’re okay now,” he said quickly. “Freshen up and meet me in the dining hall. I have a surprise for you.”Wi
Last Updated : 2024-09-10A Contract For Revenge TWENTY
ELISE’S POVStanding before the mirror, I admired the beautiful lingerie that clung perfectly to my body. Miguel hadn’t touched me, and I was dying to be held, to be felt. I craved to be slammed against the bed and ravished with pleasure. My hands trailed along my belly, settling on my perky pink buds, and I caressed them with the tip of my finger.Just in time, the door swung open and Miguel swooped in. His gaze brushed me shortly before he started undoing his tie.A dirty thought swept into my mind and I nibbled on my bottom lip. My steps, provocative as I strolled to him.“Let me help you with that,” I said, attempting to grab his tie.He nudged my hand off, “I can do that myself.”A frown kissed my face as my brows creased together, “Isn’t it a duty of a wife to cater for her husband?” I voiced, making another attempt to touch him again.“I said I can do it myself!” he yelled, pulling strings of shock in my heart.The underlying frustration that wrecked my body caused my heart to
Last Updated : 2024-09-11A Contract For Revenge TWENTY-ONE
GABRIEL’S POVThree days had passed since Don Masseli dared to step into our estate with his outrageous demands. In that time, we had gathered information on him, his men, and their routines, turning whispers into plans. He wouldn’t know what hit him. He had come to challenge me, and I was ready to show him just what it meant to be a Rossi.I stood in my room, slipping into a bulletproof suit, my mind numb for what was to come. Each piece of gear felt like a second skin, a reminder of the stakes we faced.As I tucked a gun into my shoe, the door creaked open.“I see you’re ready,” Kiera said, leaning against the doorpost, arms crossed, a playful smirk on her lips.I couldn’t help but smile, “You wanna join us? It’ll be fun. You know, a little chaos, a bit of gunfire.”“Hell no, I’d rather stay here and cheer from far,” she shot back.I walked over, taking her hand and planting a kiss on it.“What was that for?” She asked, and I could see her cheeks turning crimson red.“Can’t I take so
Last Updated : 2024-09-11A Contract For Revenge TWENTY-TWO
ABUELA’S POV“Ma’am your guest is here to see you,” Catherina, my eldest house staff reported.“Make him comfortable in the living room, I’ll join him soon,” I respond, putting my glasses on.Being in charge of the family business had always been hard until I chose to resign and take up my hobby of empowering women.The family business came with a heavy load of responsibilities and sacrifices. Making tough calls, eliminating threats, and taking risks is a must. As the only child and heir to my parents, I felt immense pressure to uphold the Nyx dynasty, even though I longed to carve my own path.My life had been painfully lonely; I was always too busy to socialize and, as a result, I knew nothing of love. But then I met Pedro, and he changed everything. He was nothing short of perfection. Except he was from the lower class, and though my parents never approved of our relationship, I was resolute in love with him.Our life together was nothing short of magical, and when I turned 21, I b
Last Updated : 2024-09-12A Contract For Revenge TWENTY-THREE
KIERA’S POVI erupted from the bathroom, towel in hand, dabbing my hair dry when a knock interrupted my moment of peace. I opened the door to find Claire, one of the house staff, standing there with a box in her hands.“Miss, Master Gabriel asked me to deliver this to you,” she said, handing it over.My brows knitted together.What’s Gabriel up to now?I closed the door, curiosity bubbling inside me as I opened the box. Inside lay a stunning dress and a handwritten note.“Wear this. I’ll have Marco pick you up in 20 minutes.”My eyebrows shot up. “I hope he’s not planning anything stupid this time,” I muttered to myself.Walking to my drawer, I grabbed a pen and added a little something to his note.*PLEASE*[Please, wear this. I’ll have Marco pick you up in 20 minutes]I read out, Mmmhh..That sounds a lot better. I smiled to myself as I folded the note and tucked it into my purse.Standing before the mirror, I marveled at my reflection. The dress I wore was deep red, hugging my curves
Last Updated : 2024-09-12A Contract For Revenge TWENTY-FOUR
GABRIEL’S POVIt had been more than ten minutes, and Kiera still hadn’t returned. Ten minutes in the restroom? That’s suspicious. Unless she’s making a baby or trying to escape— Oh crap! My eyes flew open, realization hitting me like a freight train, as I dashed towards the restroom.Without hesitation, I burst into the women’s washroom, my heart pounding.“Kiera!”I called out, but the dead silence sent my heart racing. I checked the four restroom stalls, but she was nowhere to be found.Then something caught my eye on the sink—a purse, and I recognized it immediately.Snatching it, I confirmed it belonged to Kiera. But why leave her purse behind if she was trying to escape? Suddenly, it all clicked. This wasn’t an escape; this was an abduction. I felt a jolt in my gut, and without wasting another second, I rushed back to the VVIP lounge.“Damien!” I shouted, my voice cutting through the thumping music.He turned to me, his brows creasing in confusion. “Kiera’s been taken,” I roared
Last Updated : 2024-09-13
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A Contract For Revenge EIGHTY-FIVE
KIERA'S POVThe dining room was a masterpiece of elegance—crystal chandeliers dripping light like molten gold, a table so long it seemed to stretch into eternity, and a breakfast spread that could rival any royal banquet. Platters of freshly baked croissants, ripe fruits arranged like art, and silver carafes brimming with coffee and tea were just the beginning. Yet, the grandeur felt suffocating this morning, as if the walls themselves were closing in on me, ready to swallow me whole.I hesitated near the doorway, my gaze instinctively darting toward Catherine, who was sitting beside Abuela.My heart screamed for me to sit beside her, to escape the magnetic pull of Gabriel sitting opposite Abuela.Just as I took a tentative step forward, Abuela’s voice sliced through the air like a knife, “Kiera, sit next to Gabriel,” she said with a tone that brooked no argument.My stomach twisted. Of course, she’d insist. With a measured breath and a strained smile, I made my way to the chair besid
A Contract For Revenge EIGHTY-FOUR
ABUELA’S POVThe phone pressed against my ear felt heavier than it should, as if the weight of the truth I was chasing had seeped into the very device. My voice was a low, sharp whisper, slicing through the silence of the morning like a blade.“What did you find out?” I asked, the words deliberate, measured.The voice on the other end hesitated, a crackle of static, a pause too long to be innocent. Then, finally, the answer came, as infuriatingly vague as the one before it.“Nothing concrete... there’s no tangible link to her background. It’s like she’s a ghost.”A ghost? The phrase lingered, sour in my mind. Ghosts bury their secrets in shallow graves, hoping no one would dig deep enough. But I had a shovel, and patience, and a gut that had never failed me.“Keep digging,” I snapped, my voice edged with the impatience of a woman who had seen far too much.“Yes, ma’am,” came the hurried reply. The line clicked dead.I placed the phone down carefully, though the urge to slam it was a t
A Contract For Revenge EIGHTY-THREE
ELISE’S POVMy heart raced as I glanced at the clock—8 a.m. Still no sign of Miguel. Part of me felt a sense of relief; maybe this was a good thing. At least, it would give my kitty a much-needed break from his destruction. But then the thought of Freya crept in, and my mood soured instantly.I grabbed my phone, desperate for a distraction, and scrolled through my messages. One stood out—a text from my mom, asking if I had managed to “sack” Freya. Embarrassment washed over me like ice water. I tossed my phone aside, the screen lighting up with a mocking glow.What could I tell her? That I had been bested by a woman who sauntered into my home like she owned the place? The thought made me cringe.The abrupt knock on my door wasn’t a polite one. It was sharp and persistent, the kind that grated on your nerves before you even answered it. I groaned, throwing my phone onto the nightstand, and stomped over. I swung the door open, and there she was Freya, standing there with her perfectly sc
A Contract For Revenge EIGHTY-TWO
KIERA’S POVThe water was warm as it surrounded me, but it barely registered. My thoughts roared louder than the two mega speakers together, consuming me in a whirlpool of emotions I couldn’t escape. My fingers brushed against my lips as if they still held the ghost of his kiss.Gabriel.The way he kissed me... it was searing, intense, and damn it—undeniably perfect. I hated that I loved it. I hated that it left me craving more, that it lingered in my chest like an ember refusing to die. Would I be crazy to say I had missed it so much? It was everything I had longed for and yet, every time I thought about it, guilt stabbed through me, sharp and unrelenting.Damien. His face flashed in my mind, his grin, the way he looks at me like I was his entire world. What would he think? How would he feel if he finds out what had happened between Gabriel and me?I let out a shaky breath, brushing my face. Two brothers were in love with me, and I was hopelessly drawn to both. I was torn between two
A Contract For Revenge EIGHTY-ONE
GABRIEL’S POVThe morning light streamed through the curtains, casting a golden glow over the bed. My eyes opened slowly, adjusting to the soft golden glow. The first thing I saw was her—Kiera, lying beside me, her face serene in sleep. In that moment, I was struck by her beauty. She was stunning in a way that made my chest tighten. Her hair tumbled in soft waves around her face, and her lips, slightly parted, looked so inviting. Watching the rise and fall of her chest was hypnotic, and I couldn’t tear my eyes away.For so long, I had held back my feelings for her, but the incident with Linda had pushed me over the edge. I had confessed my feelings without thinking, and ever since, Kiera had been acting a bit awkward around me.I knew she wouldn’t be thrilled about sharing a room, but I craved the closeness, the intimacy of just being in the same space. When Abuela suggested it, I felt like I had hit the jackpot. I pretended to argue against the idea, but deep down, I knew there was
A Contract For Revenge EIGHTY
DAMIEN’S POVI tossed and turned, the sheets twisting around me like a noose. Kiera’s face haunted me—her laughter, her touch, the way her eyes sparkled, her smile. But that wasn’t what kept me awake all night. No, it was the thought of her with Gabriel.I couldn’t shake the image of them together. The way he looks at her makes it seem like she is the last drop of whiskey in a dry bar. What if something happened between them last night? Did she look at him the way she looks at me? Did she touch him? The mere thought made my stomach burn.I flung the covers off and swung my legs over the side of the bed. Do I trust Kiera? The two of them in the same room felt like dangling cheese in front of a mouse—an invitation to disaster, too tempting, too dangerous. Even if Kiera held her ground, I knew that smooth-talking bastard Gabriel could charm the skin off an apple.Just as I was about to drown in my thoughts, a knock echoed through the room.I barely had time to collect my thoughts when Be
A Contract For Revenge SEVENTY-NINE
KIERA’S POVAfter dinner, the room felt like a chamber in hell, simmering with unspoken words. Gabriel and I barely spoke to each other, and I could tell she sensed the tension in the air, but she said nothing, her silence almost deafening.Gabriel eventually retreated to his room, leaving me across from Abuela, who was diligently knitting a scarf, her needles clicking like a clock.“Mrs. Vanessa?” I finally ventured, my voice almost swallowed by the silence.“Oh, come on, dear. We’re past the formalities, aren’t we? You’ll soon be my daughter-in-law, so you might as well start calling me Abuela,” she replied, a knowing smile tugging at the corners of her lips.I forced a smile back, the warmth barely reaching my eyes, “Okay, Abuela. Thank you for the amazing meal. It’s been a long day, so I think I’ll call it a night.”Her gaze lifted, eyes sparkling with mischief that sent a shiver down my spine, “Rest well, my dear.”As I nodded, my heart raced with a flutter of anxiety.Upon our ar
A Contract For Revenge SEVENTY-EIGHT
ELISE’S POVI blinked rapidly, trying to process Hannah's words, “What did you just say?” I leaned in closer, my brows knitting together like two angry caterpillars.“Umm… Miss… Miss Freya is here,” Hannah stuttered, her confidence crumbling under my glare.“Are you stupid?” I bit out, my voice climbing an octave as I raised my hand, nearly striking her across the face. She flinched, stepping back as if I were a live wire and I halted mid-motion, catching myself just in time.I took a deep breath, my lips tightening into a thin line as I let my hand drop, “Where is she?” I demanded.“She’s, um… she…” Hannah cleared her throat, her finger awkwardly pointing toward the stairs as she scratched her neck, a nervous gesture that made my irritation flare.“Speak up already, you moron!” I snapped, my impatience palpable.Her eyes widened in fear, and she blurted, “She’s in the living room!”I crossed my arms tightly over my chest, my nails digging into my skin as I fought to keep my composure
A Contract For Revenge SEVENTY-SEVEN
ELISE’S POVI lay sprawled across the bed, feeling like a marionette whose strings had been cut, my body still throbbing from the wild, brutal passion of the previous night.The clock on the nightstand read 10 a.m., but the weight of my exhaustion kept me anchored to the sheets. Miguel had transformed me into his sex toy, exploring his dirtiest darkest fantasies. I knew I desperately wanted to be fucked, and touched by him, but I never signed up for this.Last night, he had bound all my limbs to the bedposts. The ball gag he used stifled my cries, rendering my protests useless. He fucked me till I almost passed out.When he was done, I tried to voice my discomfort, but he simply asked, “Are you tired of being in this marriage?” I didn’t need an encyclopedia to decipher what he meant. I realized then that I had only two choices: accept this new reality or contemplate the unthinkable—leaving him. But escape wasn’t an option I could entertain; I had too much to lose. So, I buried my feel
