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Midnight_rainThis story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. The author and publisher are not responsible for any actions taken or decisions made based on the content of this story. Readers are encouraged to interpret the material responsibly and understand that it is intended for entertainment purposes only.
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Raja was sipping his vodka while leaning on the table, watching Tales carefully, who was groaning in his sleep. He really wondered what kind of dream was happening inside Tales' head that he was sweating buckets, and his hands were clenching onto the sheets.Raja’s gaze shifted to Tales' scars. There were too many, but they were small—scars made by cigarettes. The scars on his thighs were clearly from being flogged with sharp equipment.'This is why you don’t want me to see your body, huh?' he asked incredulously. Crossing his arms, he added, 'Nothing wrong with your body, though. You’re still appetizing in my eyes.' He then tapped his forefinger on the rim of the glass. "But if it bothers you so much, you can tell me who fuckin’ did it, and I’ll rip their throats, hammer their hands, and butcher their bodies," he murmured dangerously to himself. "But you won’t do that, will you? Since you’re so stubborn… till the very end."Raja stared even more intently when Tales started shifting h
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Many luxurious car parked around the grand hotel 'SALAMANCA". Men and women in suits appeared out kf the vehicles, exuding danger and authority. The sound of their shoes and high heels, echoed throughout the the stairs as they strode towards the revolving door. They showed their card to the counter and the personnel immediately assist them in a VIP manner. Unit 1, the assassination team who's leader is Raja stays quiet at the back while their leader is standing near the table. Raja is cold and methodical, with sharp, calculating eyes. He doesn’t waste words, and is dangerously quiet while he analyze everything about the person in the room. His team is trained to kill with precision, and failure is not tolerated. Unit 2 - The infiltration team, Elara wore a red and black sexy low back dress with low neckline. Her red lips smirked a she smoke her cigarettes while tapping his stiletto high heels. Her long black hair flow freely at her back. Elara is ruthless and manipulative. Her sharp
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The heavy doors of the hotel swung open as Raja walk out, still gripping Tales’s wrist tightly. Tales staggered behind, yanking his arms everytime he got the chance, struggling to keep up with Raja’s pace, his face twisted in frustration. Claren stood by the black SUV, leaning casually against the driver’s side door, his arms are crossed as he watched the two approach. Michael and Raoul were stationed nearby, their brows furrowed and their eyes doesn't miss any suspicious movements, their postures are alert. “Are we leaving now?” Claren asked, his tone is light but bind with curiosity. “Yes,” Raja snapped, his voice is cold and sharp . He yanked open the passenger door and shoved Tales inside without a second thought. Tales landed awkwardly on the seat, facing Raja outside, he quickly sat as he shot Raja a glare. “You could’ve just told me to get in,” he muttered, rubbing his wrist. "You dimwit." Raja ignored him, slamming the door shut. He turned to Claren, his expression is dark
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Jake’s resentment festered like an untreated wound.For years, he swallowed the bitterness, forced himself to held his head high in front of Oliver, forced himself to play the loyal unambitious son, even as something in him curdled and rotted with every passing day.He should’ve given up. He should’ve accepted it. Raja became Oliver’s favorite. Raja became the chosen one. Raja was the one who mattered.But Jake wasn’t built to accept. He wasn’t built to be cast aside. He was trained for survival. So if Oliver didn’t see him as his son—Then Jake would make sure Oliver had nothing left to see at all. If he couldn’t be Oliver’s greatest creation, he would be his greatest failure.However, that alone wasn’t enough to burn Oliver’s empire to the ground. Being a disgrace would only give a little to no impact towards Oliver and the organization. No—Jake wanted to carve it apart, piece by piece, while Oliver was still alive to witness it crumble.And so, he planned.He started with Victor.
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The first swing of the hammer crushed Raoul’s kneecap with a sickening crunch. Raoul screamed—raw, high, desperate. His body convulsed violently as he slumped on the floor. But Raja was already raising the hammer again.“Where is he?!”“I don’t know!” Raoul sobbed. “I don’t know!"Raja crouched down and stare at Raoul. A question once again occured in his mind. He don't know why this man betrayed him. Hr notice how all of his movements was observe and reported but he didn't know it was Raoul. He just thought that it's one of his men who's lower rank, but to think its Raoul?The hammer fell again, this time slamming into Raoul’s hand, shattering the bones with brutal efficiency. Raoul’s screams echoed off the cold concrete walls, but Raja didn’t flinch.“You told Jake I killed Oliver,” Raja said slowly, his voice low, controlled. “I won't even ask you why you betrayed me. I don't care about that nor I care about you working with him. Just tell me where Tales and I'll give you a painles
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Raja stormed down the hallway, his bloody shoes slamming against the marble floors, leaving behind a trail of blood. His body keeps aching, bruises forming beneath his torn clothes, but he barely felt it. It's like he's become numb. The rush of adrenaline drowned out the pain, leaving only rage. His eyes are bloodshot, devoid of any unnecessary emotions. His hands twitched, eager to wrap around Oliver’s throat and end everything.He stop after sometime. Facing the black huge door in which inside, Oliver is there. He gritted his teeth upon remembering how they got played by Oliver. He can't wait to kill him. But he needs to calm down. He needs to or else he'll be defeated. With a sharp exhale, he walked near the heavy double doors of Oliver’s office, grabbing the handle —only to stop when he realized that he didn't need to be so polite. He didn't hesitate.BANG!Raja kicked the doors open, the wood slamming against the walls with a deafening crash.The scent of expensive cologne and bu
