All Chapters of Twisted Pain: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

We entered our apartment kissing passionately, Nathan worked on the lock with the keys at the same time his tongue was inside my mouth. There was a tug of fight going on in between our kisses as we both were eager to have the authorities of these kisses of this night.It took him a few seconds extra than to unlock the door, but I didn’t mind, my senses were concentrating on only one thing at that time, the kisses. It consumed all my sanity at that moment, and his lips and touch were the only thing in this world I wanted so badly.He needed to stop the kiss to open the door, and those two seconds felt like pure torment to my soul. I was getting on the edginess without his hands on me, these seconds felt like years to me. Even the sounds of keys annoyed me with their jiggle, the sound rang in my ear as a mock or laugh.I took the keys from his hand and inserted them in the lock, and with one swift turn, the door was wide open, and smil

I expected a hurricane the moment I set my foot in my apartment. The entire drive from the warehouse to my home took me exactly twenty-seven minutes. I thought about all the things I could say to Lyra. I wasn’t sure whether revealing the truth to her was a good option or not. My mind was going through that matter a lot since last night.I held Harvey in my hand; I needed to break his reliance to bring out the truth. How long could he stay in that dark and foul-smelling place? Not long. I needed to bring him down, and I believe we would do soon it, but telling Lyra could be an inconvenience.I still wasn’t sure about Brian’s innocence. Till now I have found nothing that would save him from my suspicion. If he wasn’t involved with all this, then that was a piece of glorious news. No would-be happier than me as he was Lyra’s older brother, even if she broke ties with them, I know deep inside her heart she still loved and respected them. I wou

I opened my eyes to the darkness; it was still night. The time I passed out on Penny’s couch was around 6. Seeing the city light intake from the window gave me my heart to feel peace for the first time in a long time.The day I ended my ties with my family, which was a few days ago, had been hell for me. Owen was constantly calling me every day, he wanted to talk about the incident, but I was ashamed of the imprudent manner that I showed that day. I shouted at all of them, said things that I wouldn’t consider verbalized even in my dream. My manner was boarder line aggressive, which I never thought I was able to do.Uncle John texted me saying he wanted to meet, but I didn’t have the courage to look at his eyes, so I was ignoring his messages as much as I could.I hated everything Viola and Brian told about Nathan or about his family. How could a person be so rude, so heartless, was out of my insight?I didn’t

I walked into the warehouse exactly an hour after Luka messaged me informing me our honorable guest had come to understand speaking with us.It only took three days from our side to open his mouth, which was a wretched tale. If you ask me, it was more depressing than Romeo and Juliet. I personally thought it would take us only a day to get the truth before these three days, but he had Matero in our team, who vowed not to do anything wrong in his life. He confused our life with him as he stopped me and Luka every time we planned to break Harvey’s nose or hand. I mean, we had never sworn that we wouldn’t hurt anyone or whatever bullshit that was, but we failed to advance with our plans multiple times because of Matero.Even though he was a capable man, my right hand, one of the most trusted men with all the dirty works, but this time he was a headache.Luka told me to lock him with Harvey so we could finish with our work and go b

Something that I loathed from the bottom of my heart was waiting for a person. That was why I was sitting in this office room precisely. Waiting for one of the bastards of Chicago was the greatest one that had ever been born in this world.Andrew Simmons.This would be the first time for me to meet him, although he was close with my father once upon a time. But for some reason, I always got that “stay away” cautionary from that man. He literally was the perfect example of a villain, just like my father. He was a womanizer, but he liked to show off, not only his wives but his money, authorities in a word you could describe him as a power-hunger.It was magic that his daughters were so different from him, otherwise, the scoundrel had some reputation that linked him to the scandal automatically, just like my father.This man divorced his wives faster than any human being changed their wardrobe, which was amusing. Every time he married a new woman