Hunter Storm "Hunter, why didn't we plan to visit this beautiful state before?" Rochelle, whose has been over excited to join our mission asks as our car passes through far stretched farms and meadows where cattles are grazing, a life opposite of the hectic New York city which never sleeps."But I don't understand why Allan choose this place to spend his life. I mean just look at them, They lead a hard life, look at those women and men, they spend their days in these farms." Brandon, who has buried his face in his phone since we got off from the plane says taking a glance out of the window."This is the true essence of life, Brand. They're looking happy and more importantly satisfied with their lives." Rochelle replies to her brother whereas I am busy in a mental pep talk.I am about to meet the man who killed my mother, the assassination who led the attack and roasted my Mom with bullets without any mercy. The vivid picture of her lifeless body laying in the puddle of her own blood
Hunter Storm "I don't think he'd make it to New York, Hunter, just look at his bleeding." Roch shakes her head turning it on the opposite direction as she hates the scene of blood. "He won't die by only two bullets in his legs, Roch." Brandon replies but my eyes are zeroed on his lifeless face which is turning white since he's unconscious for almost three hours. He needs urgent medical attention and I'm going to give him the best I can. I want him alive. So, I can torture him again. "It's a matter of a couple of hours more including our car ride back to the infirmary at our old residence." Brandon says handing me a glass of scotch. "Take it, Hunter. You really look like a shit." He comments but I don't respond. The killer of my mother is laying in front of my eyes and as much as I want him dead, I can't kill him yet. "I hope Daniel would tell him master how we broke into their house, hold him captive and abducted his old master right under their noses." Rochelle says. "We need t
Anna Harris I don't know how to describe this feeling at the bottom of my heart. I can't have peace since Hunter left for a risky mission, if something goes wrong, he'd be back in a body bag or worse never comes back. All the moments I spent with him this far keeps replaying in my mind. I couldn't able to focus on my designs. I am supposed to finish them in a couple of days as on Monday, I have to be present at the workshop. The clock strikes 11:45 in the night. Hunter promises to come back by tomorrow. So, there's no need for me to stay awake and wait uselessly but how would I sleep without him. He has become my personal cuddly bear for last few days and without him, my bed feels cold. Thinking of new life and the challenges I'm facing to get acquainted with it, no matter how much I try, I find myself questioning my own decision. Am I ready to spend my rest of life worrying for Hunter's life? I don't find the answer. Neither I can accept him lifestyle nor I want to stay away fro
Hunter Storm I take a deep breath, fighting the urge to behead Brandon and the other men in whose watch I left my biggest bait and they failed me in a hazardous way. I never feel this way before, not having a clue of what to do next. "I am sorry, Hunter." Brandon's regretful voice adds more fuel to the fire. "I don't want your fucking apology, Brand!" I yell at him and punch the wall to vent out my anger on the non living object because right now, I am in a mood to kill anyone who dares to come across me. He looks down in shame. "Take a few pictures of the dead body and then dump it in the middle of the ocean in a concrete coffin, make sure, you don't get in the police's way." I order Brady and giving a last glance at my mother's killer who didn't give me the satisfaction to kill him with my own hands. He must be very happy when he ended his life. "Yes, Boss." He nods and instructs the other men to arrange a safe evacuation of the body from the infirmary. "We're going to see
Anna Harris "Where have you been, Hunter?" I ask the man who came home drunk and hardly keeping his eyes open, dangled on the living sofa. The strong stench of alcohol causes bile to rise in my throat but I try my best to control it as Hunter needs me right now. He looks wasted and hurt emotionally. "Hunter, wake up. You need to sober up." I pat his cheek but all I receive is a slurry reply from him which hardly make any sense to me. "Hunter..." I use softer tone this time. His green eyes depict the pain in his heart. "Why did he..do this..to me?" He murmurs before he completely passed out. I sigh in defeat. Rubbing my aching temples, I get up on my feet to bring a blanket for him but then something popped up in my mind and instead of fetching a blanket, I make my way to the guards who has concern laced on their faces but due to their bound to only guard the house, they hadn't said anything. "Umm..would you help me to take him to my room?" I ask them not being sure what answer
Anna Harris I found the spot next to me empty when I woke up late in the morning. The scenes from last night replay in my mind not because we had wild sex but his distant behavior. He looked totally lost even if I did my best to lift up his guards, he's broken beyond repair. Each muscle in my body pain horribly but I did my morning chores quickly and collect my required stuffs to finish the last design for my portfolio as tomorrow, I am going to step in a new phase of my life, the LV workshop. I and Hunter haven't talked about it since he handed me the letter of invitation and looking at the current circumstances, I must ask him again whether it's safe for me to start my workshop or postpone my dreams for a temporary, indefinite timeline. "Wow! These designs are incredible." Rochelle's exclamation brings a smile on my face. "I don't think so, I mean I worked on this dress multiple times but I am not getting the satisfaction. I feel there's something I'm missing." I point at a red b
Anna Harris The sheets beside me looks barely wrinkled which means Hunter didn't come to his room last night or he didn't return home at all. The oddly feeling of him being in a trouble settles deep in my heart. I hardly slept last night after the threat call from Benjamin. I tried calling Hunter after that but his phone was continuously switched off, I waited for him until eleven in the night and retired to my room only when I lost all hopes of seeing him. Throwing the blanket off my body, I rub my burning eyes to get rid off the exhaustion and rush to bathroom to do my morning chores before trying to reach Hunter. I need to tell him about this as soon as possible. I can't hide this important detail from him. I brush my teeth and take a quick shower before heading in the direction of kitchen where I find Hunter facing his back to me, he's fetching coffee. "Hunter..."I whisper his name which was enough for him to turn his face to me. "Hey, good morning." He greets me with a smile
Anna Harris"Just do it, Anna if you're ready or we can wait. I'll put your phone on tap to locate him. I want to be extra sure if things go south. I can't take any chance with your safety." Hunter says."I'll be fine, Hunter and it just a phone call, okay." I assure him.He drags his chair closer to me and holds my hands," Anna, I am already feeling terrible to put you in this situation. Please, don't take anything lightly in your over confidence. People do make mistakes in their overly confident attitude and end up dead. Benjamin is smarter than our imagination, I'd give him the credit. We'd be fortunate if he doesn't sniff our plan to trap him. I am afraid, Anna. I can't picture you dead. " He grimace, the same visible in his eyes."Says the man who is fearless and never hesitate to face bullets." I roll my eyes on him, he's acting like a mother hen since I told him about the phone call."You must be on active hypersensitive mode if you are living in the mafia world, Anna, one of
Three years laterAnna Harris"Wake up, you sleepy head. We have a big day today." I shake a big sleepy sloth called my husband for the sixth time but he doesn't budge a bit. Sighing to myself, I try the last thing that comes in my mind."What the fuck!" He yells springing up on the bed with a baffled look on his sleepy face."I told you, don't test my patience but do you ever listen to me?" I give him a devilish smirk and place the empty jug on the table, his wet face and naked chest with tiny water beads is a treat to my lusty eyes but I need to restrain my desires until the day ends."It's called torture, Anna. Who wakes up someone by throwing ice cold water on them. I could have shot you out of my habit, Love." He says with concern and I know he's right here."Sorry, it won't happen again but you left me with no other choice, Hunter. We're getting late, the wedding will start at eleven." I reason."It's only 6:15 AM in the morning, babes. What will we do?" He groans, his eyes are
Hunter Storm "Are you ready to do it, with Anna. I mean she's not familiar with our work line and definitely not the violence in front of her." Brandon says as we prepare for the final countdown.A month passed since the accident, the truth revelation and the day Brandon killed Liam Harris. Anna took the loss of her father very maturily though I found her crying silently in the darkness of night when no one sees her pain and mourning on the death of her father. It breaks my heart to think that somewhere I was responsible for her grief. I tried distancing myself from her so she could have her time to grieve but she confronted me saying she had no grudges against me and she didn't want our relation to get blanched in the flames of past."Back to earth, Hunter." Rochelle snaps her hand in front of my face."I am on the earth, Roch. Now, let's check upon Anna first then we'll give the perfect concluding to our last enemy in New York." I say grabbing my gun and putting it in holster."I s
Hunter Storm "One""Two""Three""Let's go inside but make sure we don't make a sound." I whisper to the others while inserting the key in the lock of back door of the house.I silently unclock the door and step inside the kitchen and then signal the others to follow me. A man like Liam Harris can never be trusted. I don't know whether he's planning a secret attack on us or even plotting to take us down while living in our protection."Roch, you have to deal with Mrs. Harris. Don't be rough on her." I remind my cousin who is infamous for her torture innovations."Yes, Boss." She salutes me."They're in their bedroom." Brandon whispers."Still be careful. We don't know if he has some goons hidden here." I alert them.We steadily padded our way to the bedroom. The lights are off which makes it easy for us to navigate though we have to step carefully as the wooden flooring makes creaking noise."Let's open the door, stay behind me." Brady says and opens the door. A sigh of relief escape
Hunter Storm My angel is awake now and no news could make me this much relived. The moment she opened her pale blue eyes, my world stopped spinning. I found myself drowned in their depth. They told many unsaid things. I could see the love she has for me, it was crystal clear but I want her to give her feelings words and voice.After spending another hour with her once the doctors examined her thoroughly to ensure the poison wear off from her body completely. It was another moment of relief for me. The other good news for us is that her reproductive organs are in good shape and in a few years, she'll be fit and healthy to carry a child.By the time I take my exit from the hospital, it's already 8:00 AM in the morning. I decide to drop by my apartment to pack a bag with clothes and other necessary things to leave for Japan in next three hours.I texted Brandon and Brady to meet me at my house along with the other trained men who are joining me in this confidential trip to Japan. Liam H
Anna HarrisI feel my body being punched brutally, every single muscle screams like a truck has crushed me under it's weight yet I'm alive to feel the pain. I try to open my eyes but they burn as soon as I open them and shut them close again.Am I dead?Last I recall being injected by Benjamin and a paralysis attack numbing my body. I fell unconscious in the park and everything went black.I don't remember anything after that means either I am dead or I am stuck between life or death."Doctor, she's waking up!"I hear Hunter's panicked yellings.It means I survived and now I'm in a hospital. I try to adjust my vision again and indeed find myself resting on a hospital bed with many tubes attatched on my body and beeping sound of monitor."Hun...Hunter." I try to call him but my throat stick due to dryness.He stops yelling and turn to look at me. His devastated sight breaks my heart. He looks lost and lifeless."Anna, you're finally awake." His words come more like a weak whisper and n
Hunter Storm My feet don't allow me to move forward inside the hospital. I have never been this terrified in my whole life. I half fullfiled my promise to Anna, Benjamin is still alive but I have another plan for him.I want Anna to witness his death.I spot my team surrounding the hospital premises. They're alert which gives me a sense of relief. They are never to be told twice once I give them an order."Good morning, Boss." They wish me in unison then I realize the time. My wrist watch shows 4:15 AM in the morning.I recall the last few hours and the gruesome scene I witnessed. It took us five hours to find the woman's family to hand her over some money with her body and also dump the other dead body. We dragged Benjamin to the dungeon in our warehouse where only very few hostages were taken before.I can still hear the ear deafening screams of Benjamin when hot water was poured over him. His blanched skin gave me some relief on my burning anger.I didn't ask the receptionist this
Hunter Storm"Take your positions and do not fire until it's necessary, is that clear. We're standing on a minefield, one wrong step and you'd be found in pieces. These goons are savage, they wouldn't mind before chopping your limbs with a kitchen knife." I remind my men who walks behind me with their guns on alert."Got it, Boss. Don't worry, there will be no unnecessary violence." Brady replies in the behalf of other men."Brand, you'll be with me but if things go out of our hands, I want you to leave." I tell Brandon. We should never underestimate our enemies.Brandon gives me a look of disbelief."Are you even listening to your own words, brother? You want me to leave you here to win or die alone. No way!" He scoffs."Try to understand the situation, Brand." I take a deep breath and then look up at my scowling cousin,"If things go south and I won't make it out, I want you to escape from here. Think wisely, Brandon. We both are chidless means if we both die tonight, our bloodline w
Rochelle's povThe walk to the doctors cabin feels like centuries and a constant hammering in my heart. The worst images fills my brain. I couldn't picture a dead Anna and a broken Hunter.My brother finally got someone who could bring some colors in his dull life, some light to his darkness and some good to his evil.Anna is special. She has the purest heart I've ever known with compassion for everyone she knows. She tried her best to give me the comfort I needed from a friend."Please have a seat first, Ms. Storm." The doctor offers and I complied.Taking his own seat, he adjust his specs and passes me some water,"Please have this, you look stressed and whatever I'm going to tell you would do even worse." He says."Doctor, please don't talk in riddles and come to the point." I snap at him because he sounds more like a grandmother than a professional doctor.He tries to argue with me again but my hand goes for my gun which immediately stilled him."I have suffered a lot more worse th
Hunter Storm"It looks like he has planned it all verh neatly. Just look at this man. He entered in a public toilet and never came out. How is it possible?" Brady scratches his beard as we stare at the laptop screen in front of us.Brandon pulled his strings with his father in law who helped him to get access in the server of traffic control. The footage from around the park captured a very blurr image of Benjamin in a hoodie and a cap on and black shades to hide his identity properly. He maintains a very normal posture so no one could suspect him and after walking through a few blocks, he entered in a public toilet and never came out. Our men scanned the toilet and there's no secret exit door."Is he a ghost? I mean where is he gone if he doesn't come out until five minutes ago. Our men has been guarding the whole area. They didn't catch any unsual activities as well." Brandon says thoughtfully."Or there's a strong possibility that we're not looking into it with our full focus."I fi