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54. A Beast
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2024-12-27 07:01:45A wave of panic threatened to sweep me away. I let out a shaky, hysterical laugh. "You’re sitting there, perfectly calm, having a conversation with me and telling me you’re going to torture and murder me when I’ve never done a thing to you."
"Yes." He said, plainly."You were my friend, Steve. At one point, you asked me to be your girlfriend. Don't you remember any of that?"He cocked his head to the side, staring at me in such a creepy disturbing way. "You were supposed to be mine, you belonged to me. Roberto swore it to me." He said."My father?"He nodded. "But then Pietro Eppolito came into the picture and plans changed.""My father would never do that. You don't even know my father."He laughed humorously at me like I was some fool who had no single clue of my surroundings. "You don't know Roberto Kostas and the evil he's capable of."The hair on the back of my neck rose, and every instinct in my body screamed for me to run. But there was nowheRelated chapters
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As soon as I was alone, I started heading towards the warehouse in clear sight, bracing myself for whatever I might find. There were about four cars parked out front, and the lights inside the old warehouse were on. The fool was probably waiting for me and he was making no attempt to hide that. However, I was worried about the number of people I was bound to see inside there. I'll be outnumbered, which has never been a thing of worry for me, but with Aria's life at stake, I was out of mind with worry. Letting out a breath, I adjusted my weapon bag.Aside from the bag, my body was also loaded with tiny weapons ranging from switchblades to others. I knew for certain that I'd be searched, but I hoped that they’d miss out on one or more of the weapons, and one would be just enough for me."I’m heading in," I muttered, giving Ardo and Carlo a heads-up. "In position," Carlo said. "I can see you." That was Ardo. "And I’ve got a clear view of the insides. You mig
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"I left the force because of this shit. I tried to go through the usual retirement process and shit, but it was all taking too long, so I hastened them up." He winked at me. "Anyway," he continued, "I'm going to take your life too. I thought of taking your father's first, but that won't hurt you too much. That's exactly why I went for her." He pointed at Aria. "The naive daughter of Roberto Kostas." He let out an evil chuckle. "But first, I'm going to make you watch me fuck her, and then you’re going to watch all my men fuck her."He smiled and touched her breast, then he squeezed it, and I bit my lip so hard that I tasted blood. He laughed at the way Aria's eyes widened in horror."I’m going to kill her very slowly, and then I’ll finally get to you. I'd wanted to kill your brother too. But I had a moment to think about it; it'll be better if one of you gets to live, and the other person would have to live in utter misery for the rest of his shitty life. That's exactly how I
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Last Updated : 2024-12-30The Don's Runaway Bride 61. Letting her go
In response, I stroked her arm, my fingers trailing soft lines over her skin. "I was out of my fucking mind when I thought you were going to die. I just knew I wouldn't be able to function without you." I told her and she slumped into my arms, all the fight gone out of her. Her head rested on my shoulder, and she sobbed until my shirt became damp with her tears. "My God, I'm a complete mess. And it's all because of you." She sobbed. "What have you done to me? I can’t stop thinking about you. I hate it. You’ve invaded my mind, and I can’t get rid of you." Beautiful warmth spread through me. I'd been praying so hard that she still felt something for me. Something, anything at all. And hearing her say the words had me riling with excitement. "You’ll come home with me, Amore. We’ll make this work, together." She sat up and moved away from me, but I held onto her arm. "I'm not going back to that house with you. No." Her voice was hoarse. "I'm going on my ow
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ARIA'S POV.When I arrived with my luggage, Celia was waiting for me at the airport premises. It had been almost four months since I set my eyes on her, and she looked way thinner but still very much pretty.As she drove us into a small brick apartment, I blinked at the simplicity and comfort of the neighborhood. "I can't believe you'll ever choose to live in a country home," I told her.She smiled. "Desperate times, Aria."We stepped down from the car and I pulled out my box from the back seat. "But you said Zachary signed the papers and he didn't make a fuss. So why leave Zurich?""To start a new life." She replied. "I'd always planned to move to another City or county after the divorce. Also, I ran into someone that made my move, quicker"She said, but paused, "I ran into someone from my past.""Who?""Giuseppe. You remember him, don't you?""The mystery guy you used to talk about all the time. You said you guys broke up." I repl
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