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HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 95
The warm jets of water crushed Roman’s body as soon as he turned on the shower. The sensation the warm water gave him was soothing and he sighed as he let the water caress his skin. Last night had been crazy. He had gone out with Florence Weah, and all of a sudden they were on her couch having one hell of sex. It had been amazing, and he wished he could do it again. But Roman knew he couldn’t afford to. His main objective was to get closer to Florence and know what she was up to. There was something off about her, and he wasn’t determined to find that out. Last night when they had talked about their families, she had made mention of her father but no mother. Roman was an orphan. It was upsetting he had watched his mother die only a few months after reuniting with her. That wasn’t fair, but this wasn’t a time to recollect. It was morning, and he had to get going soon. He had left Florence sleeping to have a shower hoping that he would get to sneak out before she woke up. And maybe p
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 96
Viper Don stood by the window in his study room with his hands behind him. He was waiting for the feedback from his daughter. She had updated him on the date night she had with Roman, but that had been before they both got on the date. If she was doing exactly as she was told, then he had little to worry about. The plan was still in motion. It seemed Roman was back on his feet and ready for revenge. This was the reason he had placed his daughter on him. All he hoped was that Florence wouldn’t take it too far. She wasn’t the type that went for men. He had never heard her talk about a man. But there was something about Roman that seemed to attract her. Viper Don hoped it was nothing but mere infatuation. He turned away from the window and walked back to his desk. He was waiting for Florence. She was supposed to be here about thirty minutes ago. It was getting late, and there were other plans he had in place in case Florence failed. But Florence never failed. She had always stuck to th
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 97
Roman swung the door open and stepped into the house. He was exhausted, and he needed some rest. He had spent last night at Florence’s house, which sounded like something he wouldn’t do. Now, he needed to rest and recover. He was met by Selena, who was coming out of the kitchen with a bowl of chips. Selena was surprised to see Roman. He looked like a mess. His black hair was damp and ruffled, and his silver eyes were dull. The buttons of his white undershirt were gone, and his suit jacket was rumpled. He looked like he had been involved in a train wreck. “Roman?” She called. She had heard he had returned to town, but she hadn’t met him because he wasn’t around when she and Lydia returned. When he didn’t come home last night, she had been worried because he was always home. Seeing him now, she felt a lot had happened last night. “Hey, Selena.”Selena was baffled by that. She crunched her chips as she watched him take a seat on the couch. Roman sighed in relief as he sat on the couc
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 98
Florence Weah sat behind her desk looking at some files. She was still raging from last night. Her father had made a statement which made her infuriated. It almost made her feel that he was never going to be back to normal. It scared her that her father had changed forever, but it didn’t matter to her. Florence never had a life of her own because of her father. She was too busy trying to please him ever since her mother died. He had been hurt and it changed him, and she felt that by doing as he asked, he would slowly come back to the loving father she knew. But that didn’t seem to be working. Instead, it seemed like her father was using her—manipulating her for his self-gain. And a little girl who had no clue of what she was doing, she had fallen for it every single time. But things had changed when she met Roman. He made get feel alive. He made her realize that there was more to life than traveling across the world making deals with the German and Russian mafia. He had made her fee
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 99
Roman stepped out of the elevator with a smile on his face. Lunch with Florence had been a great idea. It had lifted his mood after he had been caught in two minds. Was he going to go starlight to the point, or was he going to play a little longer? He had opted for the second choice hoping that he wasn’t going to regret it later. He glanced at his watch as he walked through the hallway. It was a few minutes to 2 pm. He was late for work. He had been asleep all morning before sending Florence those flowers. He was certain she was going to cherish it. Maybe after work, he was going to sit down in the digital room and watch her every move. That sounded creepy, but he needed to know who she was working with. He didn’t buy that she liked him sincerely. There had to be somebody in the shadows pulling the strings. It could be a new enemy. Roman already had a lot on his plate. He was dealing with Viper Don already who wanted his head on a platter, now he had to deal with a ghost from his pa
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 100
Timothy Belton didn’t understand why he was nervous as he sat behind the desk in Viper Don’s study. Surprisingly, he was alone, and that didn’t make him feel any less nervous. Each time he had come here, Viper Don had always been already seated. But not tonight. Timothy looked at his hands and realized they were sweaty. He could feel his heart pounding in the darkness. He felt he was going to hyperventilate if Viper Don didn’t show up soon. The first time Viper Don had called him, he had been both nervous and excited about the prospect of working with him. To be working with someone like Viper Don ensured you just more than security. It opened more privileges for him. But now, he was reconsidering that. Viper Don wasn’t acting like his partner anymore. Ever since he had acquired the share in Troyes Inc. he had been acting differently. Timothy knew he was searching for something. He didn’t know what it was about, but he knew it had something to do with Roman. It seemed Roman was ever
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 101
It was said that nobody had ever seen Viper Don’s face and lived to tell the tale. But as Timothy stared at his face, he couldn’t believe it. As Viper Don’s face came into view, he immediately turned off the lmao. Another thunderclap was heard in the background. There was going to be a storm tonight. Viper Don sat back on his chair thinking about what he had done. He had broken his code again, but that didn’t matter. He had done it to indicate that there was more coming from him. There was a lot left for him to decide on. Like if he was going to go in all out to get Selena, or if he was going to go after Roman. He was aware that Selena was hiding under Roman’s wing. And it was only a matter of time before they flung the artifacts. They were working together, and if Selena eventually found it, there were going to be a lot of issues. But luckily for him, he usually had a backup plan. Timothy picked up the glass of scotch and took another drink as he tried to digest what he had just se
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 102
As the rain splattered on his window, Viper Don reflected on what just happened. Timothy Belton hadn’t been pleased by his words. But Viper Don had expected his reaction. And he knew what he had to do. Timothy was a liability. And he despised that. Viper Don felt a strong sense of Deja vu. This was similar to what had happened with Jermaine. Jermaine had gone against and had stolen something of much importance to him. And he had lived the consequences of those nefarious actions. Now, Timothy was going to do the same. Viper Don pulled out his phone from his pocket and dialed a number. The phone rang for a while. “Hello?” A voice greeted. Viper Don sipped his scotch as he gazed out the window. “You know what you have to do.”“Affirmative.”And with that, the line went dead. ***Timothy Belton felt he had misjudged the rain as he stepped out of Viper Don’s estate. It was cold and he could feel the rain splattered on his face as he stood on the porch. All of a sudden, his car in the