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The Dark Angel Of Merciless Deaths Chapter 88
Guila recounted the entire story to me, and as I listened, I couldn't help but cringe, shifting uneasily on the bed. The cruelty of the situation left me baffled, wondering how someone could exhibit such a callous demeanor."I'm truly sorry. I can only begin to imagine the depth of emotions you're grappling with right now," I said softly, drawing closer to her and enveloping her in a comforting hug. She leaned into the embrace, her hands clutching onto me as if trying to hold onto a lifeline. Her chin found a resting place on my shoulder, and tears flowed down her cheeks, dampening the fabric of my dress."I...," she started to say, her voice a mixture of stuttering and whimpering, yet words seemed to fail her. Her grip on me intensified, as if she was afraid that letting go would break the fragile sense of solace we'd found.In that moment, her body language spoke volumes. Her tightened embrace communicated the depth of her pain and the vulnerability she felt. Her tears were a silent
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Slowly, I turned to face Guila, her expression alone enough to break me even further. "He went out looking for Nello," I shared the information she was seeking, a simple response that carried a weight of its own.Guila nodded in response, her demeanor surprisingly calm as if she was processing a multitude of thoughts. "I told that wretched man that he would pay with his life, but he dismissed it as a joke. Antonio won't rest until he has the bastard and his accomplices brought to justice," Guila declared, her voice resonating with a confidence that left no room for doubt.As I looked at Guila, I couldn't help but marvel at the unwavering trust and courage she placed in her brother. The sheer conviction in her tone and the steadfast belief she had in Antonio's determination were both impressive and touching. It was a testament to the depth of their bond, a bond strong enough to weather the storms of uncertainty and fear.In that moment, I found myself filled with a mixture of emotions—a
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“I’m completely baffled,” I admitted, my confusion evident in my voice. His words were puzzling, and I struggled to grasp the idea that Nello might not have been responsible for the terrible things that happened to Guila, Bianca, and me.“How can you even suggest that Nello wasn’t involved?” I questioned, my eyes widening in disbelief. Antonio, however, remained composed and collected, exuding a sense of tranquility. He met my gaze directly, his expression hinting at a deep resolve as he addressed my inquiry. My brow furrowed, and I couldn’t help but contort my face in a mixture of bewilderment and concentration. His statement was like a riddle that I turned over in my mind again and again.“That’s exactly what he claimed. Nello professed his innocence regarding all the accusations leveled against him. He went a step further and revealed that he had been abducted by unidentified assailants and held captive until his recent release. He sought me out to share this revelation after my men
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As the reality of Nello's possible escape loomed, my heart ached with the thought of him evading justice for the pain he had inflicted. Antonio's revelation of capturing Nello had initially lifted a weight off my shoulders, but now the possibility of his release threatened to shroud me in guilt and remorse, a burden too heavy to bear.In that tense moment, Antonio took a step closer, his presence a comforting anchor amidst the storm of emotions. My tears blurred my vision, and I sniffled as his right thumb tenderly brushed away the tears from my left cheek before moving to my right. His hands cradled my face, gently lifting it so that our eyes met, locked in a poignant exchange.The coldness I had sensed in Antonio's gaze seemed to melt away, replaced by something softer, more understanding. His eyes bore into mine, and I found a semblance of solace in that connection. It was as if he was trying to convey his thoughts and emotions through his gaze, bridging the gap between his inscruta
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Antonio, too, regained his composure, his lips twitching as he let out a deep sigh, as if releasing the weight of the world. “I’ll need to have another conversation with him tomorrow,” he replied, his voice imbued with confidence. It was clear that he was resolute in his determination to seek the truth.“But what if he continues to deny everything?” I interjected, the weight of uncertainty creeping into my words almost immediately.Antonio’s response was slow in coming, as if he was carefully considering the implications of my question. A pause lingered in the air, pregnant with anticipation, before a smile gradually graced the corners of his cheeks, his expression shifting from thoughtful to something more enigmatic.“In that case,” he began, his smile deepening, “we’ll have to play a different kind of game.”His words hung in the air, carrying a hint of intrigue and a promise of unexpected twists. The smile that curved his lips revealed a side of him that I hadn’t seen before – a sid
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"You must trust me, Don Antonio," I pleaded, my voice a mixture of desperation and conviction. "I am innocent of the accusations you're throwing my way. I was a victim of the kidnappers, just like you were," Nello Spatz asserted with a steely resolve in his gaze.As the weight of Nello's words settled in, my eyes widened in disbelief. I shifted my gaze to Antonio, who met my questioning look with a piercing stare that seemed to slice through the tension in the room. My mouth fell open, aghast at how confidently Nello spun his tale. Doubt gnawed at the edges of my mind, unsure why he would fabricate such a story, and I found myself dumbfounded by the audacity of his narrative."You're weaving a web of lies!" I retorted, my voice sharp and incensed. I took hesitant steps closer to him, my fingers outstretched as if ready to claw at the veil obscuring the truth. A surge of raw emotion coursed through me, driving me to confront him head-on. While I couldn't quite comprehend my own fervor,
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"Could you please clarify your intentions?" I questioned, my eyes widening in sheer disbelief. Though I already had a suspicion about what he was getting at, I desperately hoped I was mistaken. I found myself on the edge of my seat, awaiting his response with bated breath, as Antonio maintained a contemplative silence, his lips refusing even the slightest quiver. My gaze shifted between them in a rapid second, seeking any hint of a crack in their stoic facades."You don't mean to tell me you're siding with Kiar over me?" I pressed on, my determination to unearth the truth evident in my persistence. A thin sheen of sweat adorned my brow, matching the frantic rhythm of my heart. I clung to the edge of the chair, my neck stiffening as I maintained an unyielding lock on Antonio's unwavering gaze."Nello's words hold truth," Antonio stated softly, his voice carrying a gentleness that contradicted his customary chill. His words were a revelation, a whisper of honesty that fluttered through
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I found myself struggling for breath, the air in my lungs seemingly evaporating, as if an invisible force had sealed them shut. Antonios’ grip on my waist remained unwavering, grounding me in the intensity of the moment. The sensation was all-encompassing; I felt myself becoming deeply immersed in the electric charge that surged between us. A fervent desire stirred within me, a hunger for more, for a connection that transcended the physical.This longing bore a tingling sensation, like a current of electricity dancing beneath my skin, causing my legs to tremble involuntarily. As he held me close, I yearned for a depth of connection that matched the intensity of my emotions.“Answer my…” I began to speak, my words carrying the weight of my feelings, my heart ready to pour itself out. However, before I could finish expressing myself, Antonio pulled me closer to him, his gaze locking onto mine with a mixture of longing and passion. In that moment, his lips found mine again, and we were d
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