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HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 61
Timothy Belton felt nervous as he knocked on the door of the huge mansion. He had made his way to The Viper Don’s estate. He couldn’t believe that this was where he lived. Coming here at night was a huge stretch, but he understood the assignment. The Viper Don was unavailable in the daytime. He was nocturnal so the timing was necessary. Timothy hadn’t expected The Viper Don to reach out to him after that phone call but he had. That had been five days ago. Now, he was standing before his porch. He had set the meeting tonight to discuss their agenda on how they would take down Roman Lacroix. With David promising to keep his mouth shut, he had everything under control. The door swung open and a man’s face was revealed. He was dressed in all black. “Timothy Belton, I presume?” He asked. Timothy nodded. “Please, come in.”“Thank you,” Timothy appreciated before stepping into the house. The door closed behind him and Timothy looked around the huge living room. It was decorated with ch
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 62
“Easy there,” Ben said as he helped Roman walk towards a wheelchair. Roman was holding a walking stick as he walked towards the wheelchair. It was a miracle that he was back on his feet already. It had been four weeks after he had gotten hit in the spine. That was the worst injury one could receive. Roman treated it like it was nothing. It had taken a lot for him to conquer his fears and get better. Ben’s words had helped him. It turned out that he needed someone to push him to remind him of who he was, and Ben had been that person. “Please don’t let go of me,” Roman said as they almost arrived at the chair. His spine hurt with each step he took. He also had trouble with breathing. Selena and Lydia were present in the room as they watched Roman take his first steps after injury. It was a lively sight to behold although Selena stopped feeling guilty for everything that had happened to Roman. She had known that something like this would happen, and she had tried her best to stay away
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 63
A new shareholder?Lincoln Troyes was surprised to hear this. He sat across the table in the conference room all dressed in a suit with David on his side with the same attire. He had the same expression. Timothy hadn’t told him that they were having a new shareholder on board. Lincoln was trying to keep track of all shareholders that had come in but couldn’t count. He didn’t even understand who was running the company anymore. Him or David? Timothy stepped into the room and David’s eyes glued on him. When Timothy saw him, he smiled. David immediately rose from his chair and walked towards him. Timothy was surprised to see an angry David storming towards him. He grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him out of the room. When they got outside, Timothy struggled to get himself free. David eventually let him go. “What is your problem?” Timothy asked, straightening the gray suit that he wore. “What are you doing, uncle?” He asked. Timothy sighed and rolled his eyes. He hadn’t filled
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 64
Roman Lacroix walked on the treadmill slowly. He winced in pain as he pushed himself and his spine to do more. It was becoming his daily routine to walk on the treadmill. At some point, he had begun running on it but that had come with a price. He hadn’t been able to walk for a few hours after that. His spine had acted badly, and since then, he hadn’t tried it again. It had been a month and two weeks since the incident that almost destroyed his life. Now here he was back on the treadmill trying to get her back to his best. A lot was waiting for him when he got back. He hadn’t left the house in a month and a half. He was certain that everybody was questioning his whereabouts. Roman had been lucky to have survived what had happened to him that night. And because he was alive, he pushed himself to do better. He never wanted to end up in that situation ever again. He was going to make sure that he got stronger. After the daily treadmill exercise, he usually threw hands with Lydia as he t
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 65
Roman Lacroix winced as he stepped out of the black Mustang GT in the parking lot. He straightened the lavender suit that he wore and walked towards the red carpet. He could feel his spine aching as he made his way through the flashes of camera lights at him. Everybody cheered as they watched him walk into the hall. They had missed him. Roman couldn’t remember the last time he had been out like this. Being stuck in the house for a month was traumatizing. The last time he went to a party like this, he ended up being paralyzed. So he was a little paranoid as he looked around the party. Roman had learned his lesson. Never answer strange calls at a party. He picked up a glass of champagne from one of the moving trays and took a sip. His hand trembled as he held his glass. When Roman saw this, he sighed. It meant that he couldn’t stay long which disappointed him. It was better than having to stay back at home where all he did was push himself. He was here alone tonight even after Lydia ha
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 66
Florence Weah had been watching Roman for over a long period now. His appearance had caught her attention ever since he walked into the event. This was the man her father had been talking about. He was their worst enemy, or at least that was what her father had told her. Staring at him now, he looked nothing like that. He was dressed in a lavender suit with a white undershirt. His jet-black hair glittered under the lights and his silver eyes bore into her soul as she stared at him. He was dead gorgeous. Roman was still in disbelief as he stared at Florence. It was surprising that he hadn’t heard of her before. Her deep blue eyes were one of the best he had seen. They were amazing, and for a few seconds, it seemed the world had stopped around them. They were only both in the room and were spinning slowly as their eyes locked for what seemed to be an eternity. Roman blinked hard, breaking from eye contact. Florence’s cheeks heated up and she looked down at her feet trying to stay away
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 67
Viper Don was standing by the window in the dimly lit room as he stroked his chin. The room was lit by the full moon whose glorious light bathed the room. Viper Don was waiting for his daughter, Florence to get home. He had just received a call from Timothy telling him that he saw Roman Lacroix at the party. That was supposed to be untrue. He had heard from his trusted source that Roman was paralyzed. How could he have gotten better in a short while? Something was off and he didn’t like it one bit. The fact that Roman had escaped from his traps angered him. He was right where he wanted him, and he would have led him to where the artifacts were. Now he was gone, and he had no idea of where Roman or Selena was. If there was one thing he was certain of, it was that Roman wouldn’t stop coming after him and he was prepared for that. Florence had come home at the right time. With her present, he could fulfill his own without even showing his face. All he had rondo was to watch from the sha
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 68
Roman ran on the treadmill as he clenched his jaws. He was finally doing it. He was back on his feet and was doing better. He looked at the speed at which he was going and was impressed by this. His spine ached a little bit. It was bearable. He breathed in heavily as he tried to push himself further. He could do better than this. Roman reached for the dashboard and increased the speed on the treadmill. That turned out to be a bad idea. Roman could feel his knees starting to give in as he ran on the k treadmill. His spine began aching more and more and he could barely feel his legs. Roman tried his best to keep on going. He gritted his teeth and pushed himself further. He was challenging himself, feeling he could do it. He had surpassed his limit from yesterday by a stretch and felt he could keep going. He believed it. The door of the gymnasium swung open and Lydia stepped in dressed in her usual gym clothes. She had a bottle of protein shake in her hand as she came in. It was time f
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(EPILOGUE)Roman stepped back into the house and he found a figure sitting on the couch waiting for him. He clenched his jaws as he walked into the room. He was eager to see who had interrupted his grieving session. He had been to let all the pain out. The guilt he felt for watching his mother die and also not being there for his parents while they were alone hit him hard. He just needed that space but he wasn’t going to get that now. As he came closer, the figure sat at the couch with a tea cup in their hand. Roman squinted his eyes as he tried to recognize who it was. The figure finally turned around and faced Roman. Roman was immediately shocked by what he saw. “Nuo?” He called in surprise. Nuo Feng, who was dressed in her customary robes, rose from the couch and smiled at him. Roman was in disbelief. The last time had seen her was when he had visited Shanghai. That was because he had been hurt badly in a confrontation with Viper Don’s men which had left him paralyzed. But
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“There you go,” Ben said, handing him a bouquet. Roman gave him a weak smile and got the bouquet of yellow roses from him. “Thank you, Ben.”Ben nodded. “If you need anything. Just call me.”Roman nodded and Ben turned around leaving him. He was now alone in the graveyard of his parents all dressed in a black suit. With the bouquet in his hands, he stepped forward and stood before the headstone of both his parents. With a smile, he picked out one of the yellow roses and placed it on his mother’s grave.“Hello, mum. I’m back,” he said with a smile. He moved to the next headstone and dropped another flower on it. This was his father’s. Roman clenched his jaws as he stared at his father’s headstone. He could feel the guilt consume him as he looked at it. It was hard for him because he couldn’t remember what his father looked like, nor did he have any memory of who his father was. The only reason he remembered him was the pictures in their old house, and the video of him leaving th
CHAPTER 198
Roman stretched on the bed as he woke up before opening his eyes. He looked around and realized that the morning sunlight had washed into the room, illuminating the bed on which he lay. Last night was amazing. After winning the award for the entrepreneur of the year, he had come back to the suite with Florence where they had sex. Just as she was about to climax, she said the magic words. I love you. Roman didn’t know what to say back then, but he felt he had an obligation to say what he felt about yet too. And he was going to tell her when they had breakfast. He turned to the other side of the bed to meet her only to find it empty. This startled him. He rose from the bed and looked around the room. There was no trace left of her being her last night. That was awkward for him. Roman rose from the bed stark naked and walked towards the bathroom. He opened the door and stepped into it. He found water droplets on the floor which meant that she had been here awhile ago. He reached
CHAPTER 197
Roman Lacroix opened the door of his suite and stepped inside. On the other hand was his award which he couldn’t quite wrap his head around how he had won it. He had been stunned when his name was mentioned. After making a speech, he received the award which made him feel better. That was two awards he had won now, but who was counting? He wondered if the universe was finally paying him back from all the torture he had undergone at the hands of Viper Don. But that didn’t matter much to him. If that was the case, then he would gladly accept it. The door of the suite was closed and he turned around to see Florence coming in with her purse in her hand. She still looked amazing, and he was surprised that he hadn’t noticed that until now. She was amazing in her black dress which exposed her cleavage. Roman found it hard to look away. Florence noticed Roman looking at her and she couldn’t help but smirk. They had decided to spend the night in suits and travel back to New York the
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“Roman! You won’t believe this!” Ben said as he closed the door. Roman who was sitting on the couch with a glass of scotch in his hand turned to Ben who had an envelope in his hand. He wondered what he could do there. “What is it?” Roman asked. “I think it is for you,” Ben replied, handing over the envelope to him. Roman, confused, got the envelope and immediately tore the seal. He reached into the envelope and brought out a letter from it. After reading for a few moments, he was left in awe. Ben noticed the change in Roman’s facial expression which made him more curious about what could be in the letter. “What is it?” Roman read the letter one more time before turning to him. “It’s an invitation,” he said. “To where?” Ben asked. Roman turned back to the letter. “It says here, Dear Roman Lacroix, amazed by the works you have carried out in your hometown, Brooklyn. We are delighted to invite you to the prestigious annual Entrepreneur Awards night. We will b
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Roman walked through the hallway of the precinct as he headed towards the other entrance. He had contemplated this for days, and he had finally come to a decision—he was going to get the key to the city. He deserved it. Oliver had made him realize this. After saving his life on multiple occasions, he realized that there were a lot of things that he had done that went unnoticed. He had been able to take three powerful men down with Viper Don being the strongest. It hadn’t been easy, but he had done it. The last mission made him feel that he could do anything if he put his mind to it. Saving Susan from the mighty drug lord, Frederic El Mataso, made him realize that there was more to his capabilities than he knew. Eric and Adam were waiting nervously just as the mayor went to the podium to give a speech. They were still inside the building waiting to be summoned. It was a big day for them, but that didn’t stop Eric from wearing his trademark black leather jacket. Adam on the other ha
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Brooklyn, New York. 6:45 AM.“Well, that was fun,” Oliver said as they stepped off the jet. They were greeted by the morning’s golden light which washed upon them as they walked out of the hanger. Oliver still had the black duffel bag in his hand but it didn’t contain ammunition anymore. It was money. A whole lot of it. They had cashed out on all their artifacts last night and made their way with the excess of it. Roman was calm as he walked out of the hangar. He was dressed in a new black suit and his hair was combed neatly. He looked all refreshed. Last night was hilarious, and it was hard to believe that it had happened.They had made their way with one of the most expensive jewels ever, and all Roman did was blackmail him. They couldn’t say that Frederic El Mataso wouldn’t come after them but who cared? They had hit the jackpot again. Roman had the ring in his hand and he stared at it as he made his way towards the crew. At a distance, a black Cadillac was heading towards them
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Frederic El Mataso wasn’t fazed by the sight of the guns being pointed at him. He had been through much more than that. What he was worried about was the men at the table with him who were already terrified at the sight of the men. “If you don’t want to end up like the guards there, I strongly suggest you all leave,” Roman ordered. The men looked at each other before running out of the room. The door shut behind them and they were left alone in the room with Susan and Frederic. Susan rose to her feet and went immediately to Oliver, pulling him into a hug. Roman, on the other hand, lowered his gun and walked to the poker table, sitting on the other end of it. He had one of his guns pointed at Frederic who still didn’t seem fazed by this. “I know who you are,” Frederic said. “You’re the famous Roman Lacroix.”Roman smiled at that. Sometimes, he forgot that he was known throughout the country. First, it was the Russian mafia leader, now it was El Mataso. He was making a name for him
CHAPTER 192
“Bring her in here,” Frederic El Mataso ordered. The door opened and Susan was dragged into the room. Her hair was ruffled and her face was drenched in sweat. She had just spent the whole day in the basement and now she was about to be given a death sentence. The room had a poker table with men seated around it, Frederic included. Frederic El Mataso was a plump man with a weird mustache and heavy eyebrows. He was dressed in a black suit with his bloated stomach trying its best to stay in the white undershirt he wore. There was only one thing that caught Susan’s eye. It was his ring. The ring was glowing as he rubbed his chin with a grin on his face. “Bring her closer,” he ordered. The guard dragged her on the floor as he brought her to him. Susan was kneeling before Frederic now who was still rubbing his chin as he stared down at her. “You piece of shit! You think you’re going to get away with this?” She yelled. “She’s a feisty one,” he said to the men at the table who chuckle
