Luke’s POVI arrived at Gabriel’s house at exactly 7:57 PM. I was supposed to pick her up at 8 PM, but I wanted to be that gentleman who arrived earlier than agreed. I walked up to the door and knocked immediately, just as I checked my watch.“Oh! My love, I’m coming!” she called out, her voice almost too eager, as though she knew exactly who it was at the door. There was something about the way she said it that made me smirk—she sounded like she was trying to spite Gabriel with our date tonight.Scoff.Women. Always so dramatic—so shallow-minded. If only she knew this was all Gabriel’s doing. She’d run ten miles away from me if she understood the danger she was really in. But no, she was walking straight into her death, completely unaware.The door creaked open, and before I could say another word, she pulled me in for a tight hug. Right in front of Gabriel. It was almost too perfect. She wanted to make a point, but she didn’t realize how much she was playing into my hands.Gabr
Luke’s POVI gave her an evil smile at this moment. Trust me when I say evil smile, it didn’t mean evil. It meant a smile with intent.Just like a cat smirked at you when you asked if it wanted a bowl of milk. But who doesn’t know that cats love milk?When she asked if I didn’t mind that she was married, I am a guy. A guy wants to fuck anything in a skirt that comes his way.“Of course, I know you are a married woman even before I came to help you. And don’t forget that I have met your husband one or two times, so, I don’t mind.”I saw the way she smiled as my words landed in her ears. This was what she wanted. And she was going to get it like Christ getting his last supper before his death.ScoffI pulled out my phone from my pocket and went on Google.The best thing about being in a city was there were places you could access just with the use of your phone.Without needing her permission, I began to search on the Google map for hotels closest to the restaurant we were in and their
Luke’s POVShe smiled slyly, her lips curling in a way that screamed mischief. It wasn’t just a smile—it was a promise. Then, slowly, she began to undo her buttons, her fingers deliberate as if she wanted me to watch and savor every second.This dress—whatever it was—was one of those women’s designs I couldn’t name, but it didn’t matter. As she freed each button, the fabric parted in a smooth cascade, like Moses splitting the Red Sea into two perfect halves.She stood there, unflinching under my gaze. Speaking of perfection, Emmanuella was its living embodiment.Her matching lingerie caught my attention first—a bold, fiery red that contrasted beautifully against her skin. The bra cupped her breasts just enough to tempt, while the panties clung to her hips like they were custom-made to flaunt her every curve.“You’re staring,” she teased, her voice a melodic hum, snapping me back from my trance.“Who wouldn’t?” I replied with a smirk.Her laugh was soft, almost mocking, as she took a sl
Emmanuella’s POVAttorney John released his creamy cum into my mouth, and I just swallowed it down my throat.One thing I loved most about him was that when he pulled down his pants and brought out his dick for me to suck, it didn’t have a foul smell. Others do. Roy does, but he, on the other hand was perfect like Gabriel always was too.When I swallowed it inside of me, I smiled smugly to him. I knew he understood that type of smile so well. And he knew what I meant by that smile.Right at this moment, he began to stroke his already shrunken penis again. Caressing it gently like the nipple of a woman. And yes, I saw how the little Mr. began to rise again like it loved the gentle stroke he was giving it.Just then, I watched as he smirked back at me.He wanted the BDSM, and I’d given it to him. Now, it was time to fuck me the proper way that I am so pleased with.“Can I take this off now?” I asked him, then nodded at my hand he already tied to the bed frame handle.He said nothing. But
Luke’s POV“A cheating woman is a dangerous woman who could kill you if you do not chase her away quickly.”I smirked at the words Emmanuella exclaimed while I was stroking her faster and faster. And I just knew that Gabriel was lucky to be hunting her life first. If not, he would certainly be the one to go six feet under, because this woman he called his wife was ready to take him down with no remorse if given the chance.I came the second time into her. But alas, I have been long diagnosed as infertile, so there was no way she could get pregnant.Just as I pulled out my dick from her, I saw how she smiled back to me. Even the blind could see that she really enjoyed this.“I am so tired,” she breathed out tirelessly indeed. And with me, rising up from the bed, I watched how she covered herself with the blanket, and under one second, she was fast asleep.“Bitch!” I cursed at her instantly now.My expression had changed like I was not the one who just finished having sex with her. One t
Luke’s POVWe were onto our fourth shot now. His glassy eyes and slurred words said it all—he was completely hammered.It wasn’t just the shots we’d taken together. He’d clearly started drinking long before I joined him. No man could handle that much alcohol and remain standing, let alone coherent.“Another round,” I said to the bartender, flashing a friendly smile.“I’m sorry, man,” the bartender replied, glancing uneasily at Marshall. “We don’t serve customers who’ve had too much. I’ll call room service to help him back to his hotel room.”I held back a laugh. Of course, he’d want to protect his drunken patron from whatever he thought might happen next. But his concern wasn’t going to stop me.“No need for that,” I said smoothly. “I’ve got him. I’m staying here too. I’ll make sure he gets to his room safely.”The bartender hesitated, looking between us. After a long pause, he relented. “Alright. Just be careful.”He put down the phone, and I helped Marshall to his feet, slinging his
Gabriel’s POVI couldn’t believe what I was reading on my phone screen as Luke replied to me. Does this guy even know what he’s doing at all? How can he claim that hotel rooms don’t have CCTV installed because it’s against privacy laws and could lead to lawsuits? My heart raced, pounding with panic that made me shiver. My hands shook as I scrolled back through the message, rereading his words over and over again, hoping for some clarity, but none came. This is bad... This is really bad. I continued pacing around the room, glancing out the windows from time to time, hoping the sight of the street below would calm me, but it only made my anxiety worse.I knew Luke had made a terrible mistake. I should have realised this moment was inevitable the second he’d started veering off-script. The plan was simple: get rid of Emmanuella like an accident, without a trace, and everything would be fine. But Luke had gone too far. Now, the police would be here any minute, and he’d just ruined my lif
Rebecca’s POVI stepped out of my sleek black car, my heels clicking against the pavement as I adjusted the lapel of my tailored blazer. The meeting with the business executives had been exhausting, yet my mind refused to let go of darker, more pressing thoughts.The murders of Roy and Cassandra lingered heavily, clawing at my conscience like a relentless specter. Gabriel’s involvement was no longer a suspicion but a certainty, especially after Natasha provided the damning evidence.The cool night air brushed against my skin, but it did nothing to ease the fire of anger burning within me. Gabriel wasn’t just a liar and a cheat. He was a murderer, willing to send a hired killer to eliminate two innocent people—and then miraculously, I was framed for it.I entered my mansion, the soft glow of the chandelier above casting faint shadows on the marble floor. My phone buzzed in my bag, and I quickly fished it out.“Breaking News: Emmanuella Moretti Murdered in a Hotel Room!”My heart stoppe
Gabriel POV“You owe me double now!” Luke leaned at me the instant Gomelo walked away and had his seat. His voice was firm. And his face showed that he was not joking around.He turned from me and went to sit at the table he was before. Just then, the bell rang and the system voice blared.“To the bath hall now!”As the voice blared, I hadn’t even eaten any spoon of the food served when the jailers moved into the mess hall and snatched our plates from us.I looked around, it seemed I was the only one who didn’t have the time to eat.“Looks like you would starve the entire day, Pumpkin!” Gomelo snarled as one of the jailers snatched my plate from my table. And I immediately got up on my feet.“Move it!” the jailer ordered, and I simply obeyed.As I walked on to join the queue, Gomelo smirked boldly, and his crew were also in the same way.While we walked out of the mess hall, each one of us went directly to the bath hall. Though I didn’t know which way it was, I followed right behind t
Gabriel’s POVAfter we filed in from the queue, the door leading into the yard was locked, and we were all in the prison building.Not knowing where the mess hall was or what the mess hall was all about, I knew I must be there just as the system blared—or else? I didn’t want any problem for myself.I followed behind some prisoners who seemed not to have my time towards something that looked like a large room.All prisoners were going inside the room. They were all grabbing their seats. Each of them with their crew sat together.Stepping through the door to this large room, I saw that the mess hall was indeed a dining hall. It was a place all prisoners must gather in large numbers to eat.Hence, there were many wooden tables and benches in this room. One table had two benches by its sides, and each table was filled with prisoners, except one table at the last edge, which had no one sitting on it.I lowered my head, my heart racing from what Gomelo told me earlier. I knew since I steppe
Rebecca’s POVEver since Gabriel had been arrested, I felt better within myself. Mandena was no place for a criminal. Such a criminal who had the mind to hire to kill not one person but persons just so that he wanted them gone?I was pleased to watch the news, to watch as he was being moved to prison in the large bus down the isolated road and forever be gone being punished for his crime.It was at this moment, I knew my revenge was over. Now I needed to move on with my life.I was married to Gabriel, he divorced me and attempted to kill me. I lost my mother, I vouched for revenge. And now that he has been moved away? It was time to give love a second chance.So many others would say I was a damaged woman. A woman who had gone through mindset pollution. A woman who could, because of a revenge against her ex-husband, create business entities to strike him. Such a woman might be avoided by men.But what if I made them understand it was not all what it seemed? And that I was a good perso
Gabriel’s POVWithout much delay, I was moved to a solitary cell. This cell was far from the one they had taken me to earlier. It was isolated in its own corridor and so small that if I stretched my arms while standing at the center, my fingers would touch both walls.The heat inside was unbearable, as if I was boiling my own skin just by being here. But, of course, it was still better than getting raped.I sank my head onto my knees in the corner of the cell. There was a bed, but I couldn't bring myself to sleep on it.I had seen bedbugs crawling on the mattress. And from what I knew about those tiny bloodsuckers, they were like vampires—feeding on me until morning. Sleeping curled up in a corner was the better option.The Next Morning“Hey! Seen the motherfucker who got saved last night?!”A muscular prisoner taunted me, poking at me the moment we stepped into the yard.I didn’t know what this yard was for, but the moment the bell rang, the cell doors automatically unlocked. Then, a
Gabriel’s POVThe prisoner fell to the floor, helplessly nursing his wounds. Yet, no one cared.I saw their eyes widen. All they cared about was staring at me—getting a closer look at me.To this effect, the muscular one began to unbutton his jumpsuit while licking his lips and chuckling wickedly.The rest behind him were the same. “Come!” each of them murmured, their voices low like mocking whispers.“Let the president taste you first, then you can go around for the rest of us.”Just then, I saw the muscular one pull out his penis. It was already hard, veins protruding from the top.My heart pounded. It felt like the floor should open up and swallow me whole. My breathing quickened as I took backward steps until my back hit the metal door of the cell.“You can’t run, pussy. Get over here. It’s been a while since we’ve had anyone to fuck,” the muscular one said. Then, suddenly, he grabbed me and shoved me against the wall.“Yes!” The other prisoners in the cell began cheering him on l
Gabriel’s POVIt was as if the Judge already had a private meeting with the police or with Rebecca herself. He didn’t even allow my attorney to say much before he canceled everything he said and was to say.“Gabriel Moretti, you are sentenced to life imprisonment with hard labor!” he declared, and immediately, the police grabbed me and tossed me into the prison van.The prison was a long journey away from Mandena. I didn’t know where we were, but I knew we passed through the desert somewhat, passed through many deserted roads and many valleys and hills.The prison was so far away that any prisoner who tried to escape, either by luck or by strategy, would not be able to make it alive back into the city. It was from this instance, I knew I was dead.Arriving at the prison, “Move it, everybody!” the jailer who sat in the van with us shouted at the top of his voice.He held a bludgeon stick in his hand. It was made of metal such that when he hit it on any erring prisoner, such a prisoner
Gabriel’s POVI saw the signboard “Goodbye Mandena” up above. And I just smirked like a victorious soldier who had conquered wars and was returning home.Seeing the above signboard, I knew that I had already escaped being arrested in Mandena.Mandena was a city in the large country of Manderin. But after Mandena was another country because Mandena was at the end of Manderin and we were bordered by the country of Philadelphia.Philadelphia was a country whereby people running from the government in Mandena could escape because of their lawlessness and, at the same time, rigid constitution to external pressure.They believed any government interference from an outside country was already encroaching on their national security, and as for this, they always failed to cooperate unless, of course, the external country wanted war.This was why Manderin and Philadelphia did not always see eye to eye, even as we were neighboring countries to one another.Seeing Philadelphia just a little mile
Luke’s POVOne thing about me was that I never miscalculated. After the nonsense Rebecca spewed, of which she thought she said something that made sense, I studied her securities and saw that each of them was carried away looking at another angle, careful not to let any unwanted encroachment near the restaurant.And so with this, I knew that if I pulled my trigger at this instance, I could get my aim done and then fight my way out of this restaurant. At least, I was not using my real face; I was wearing a realistic mask, and I could get away pretty easily.“You don’t want to do that. Trust me!” Rebecca said to me with a firm and confident voice.Was she insane?When a gun was pointed even at the bravest person on earth, such a person should blink a type of fear because their life was in the hands of the person pointing the gun at them.But for Rebecca?How was she able to stay confident in the face of death?“I will fucking blow your head off,” I said, pushing the gun closer to her hea
Gabriel’s POVMy hand trembled as I saw that the internet was all about me right now. They talked about how I have hired a criminal to do some operations for me and all of that.My heart raced. “Who was the reporter who posted this news?” I scanned each of the words in the article of the news, but I didn’t see any reporter's name.This was a perfect job to implicate me, and I swear it was working because even the television news seemed to be majoring on my matter right now.Even on the radio news, each channel was screaming my name,“Gabriel Moretti!”“I need to get out of this city,” I muttered briskly to myself as I paced around the house.Instantly, I caught my car keys and dashed out of the house.To everything I own, it was not important. I was back to square one, and even this moment was worse than square one because each person knew who I was.It got worse when another piece of evidence got to the internet.I saw this on the billboard as I was driving very fast away from Manden