All Chapters of The Dark Angel Of Merciless Deaths: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

“No, please don’t do that to her!” I screamed, my voice filled with anguish as I stretched my trembling hands towards Guila. Nello was callously removing her shirt, and my heart raced so fast, my knuckles turned white from the intensity of my grip. The ache in my heart grew as I helplessly watched Guila struggle on the chair, her hands tied behind her, and a cloth gagging her mouth.“Please!” I cried, my hand almost breaking from the strain.Guila’s tears mirrored my own, and each tear she shed shattered my heart a little more. Bianca, too, wept in despair, but Nello seemed to relish in our pain, his cruel smile widening with every tear that fell.“Bring them both to my room, with their hands still tied,” Nello instructed his guards before he callously walked away from Guila.“Do not forget my message,” he said to me, his hand landing on my head, ruffling my hair, and my eyes squeezed shut in fear and revulsion.“Guila!” I screamed as the guards roughly dragged her off the chair.As my

"Kira!" I screamed, my voice tinged with desperation as she relentlessly pulled my hair and tightened her grip around my throat. I struggled with all my might, attempting to break free from her merciless hold, but it seemed as though she had gained an unexpected surge of strength, perhaps inherited from her ruthless family lineage or fueled by some unseen force from Antonio."I swear, I'll make sure to rid my family of your evil once and for all!" Kira proclaimed, her eyes ablaze with fury as she dragged me towards the bed, where we stumbled and fell together in a chaotic struggle.Lying on the bed, I continued to fight for my life, the pain in my head intensifying from her aggressive pulling. Our bodies were drenched in sweat, the mix of our perspiration creating an uncomfortable sensation. She had me pinned down, and I felt utterly helpless, desperately trying to find a way out of this nightmare."Ma'am, please open the door now!" The guard outside growled, his loud and aggressive b

Two days had passed since the incident of the kidnapping. Guila and Bianca were still yet to be found, and with each passing day, the weight on my shoulders grew heavier. Every minute that ticked by brought forth risky thoughts about what might have possibly happened to them. It was a Thursday morning, and the air seemed heavy with uncertainty and worry.As I sat on my bed, I found myself just staring into space, lost in a whirlwind of emotions. Antonio had already left the house without saying much to me, and I couldn’t help but notice the guilt in his eyes. He had promised to find them within three days, yet here we were on the second day, and there were no significant leads to trace their whereabouts. The uncertainty of the situation gnawed at my heart, leaving me feeling helpless and anxious.I instinctively curled my legs upwards and wrapped my hands around them, seeking comfort in the simple act of hugging myself. Tears welled up in my eyes, threatening to spill over, but I foug

"Are you serious about that?" I exclaimed, my eyes widening with shock, and my heart racing in my chest as Antonio's words reverberated in my ears like a resounding gong. I swiftly sat up from the bed and drew closer to Antonio, my curiosity piqued."Yes, I just received a call from Marino informing me that they've located Nello's whereabouts, but I'm uncertain if he's with the girls," Antonio explained.Excitement surged through me, and though my emotions were a jumble, I couldn't help but feel optimistic that we were on the brink of finding them. I wiped the sweat from my face with the back of my hand and sniffled, my emotions running high."Please, let them be safe," I whispered a silent prayer, clasping my hands together and briefly closing my eyes. My heart thumped relentlessly, as if attempting to break free from my ribcage.Antonio's eyes locked with mine, and though his expression remained unreadable, I sensed that there was much going on in his mind, which kept him silent. Ho

As Antonio and I agreed to enter the place together, we simultaneously exited the car. I noticed a hint of doubt in his gaze as he glanced at me, clutching the gun firmly in my hand, but he kept his thoughts to himself. My sole purpose was to rescue Guila and Bianca, and I was willing to do whatever it took, regardless of the cost. As we moved towards a somewhat obscure direction, Marino approached us.“Don,” he greeted, bowing his head in respect. Two other henchmen accompanied him, and they extended their greetings to both Antonio and me. I couldn’t help but notice how their eyes lingered on me, holding a gun, with an unsettling expression. It was evident that they had their doubts about a woman’s ability to handle such a weapon, a contemptuous mindset that irked me.Antonio, seemingly puzzled, probed me in a strange manner before turning his attention to Marino. The sly smirk on Marino’s face did not go unnoticed, and I searched around as if expecting to find Guila and Bianca outsi