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Honor In Vengeance Chapter 89
Pablo’s POV“Take him down, gunner!” I yelled. It was a raid, a bloody raid that I had not seen coming and it was not Torrance this time, the Vikings never worked like this. They were always to afraid to take a bold move, not to talk of a move as daring as this one.I could not wait for his response neither could I see him finish off the intruder, he would report himself to me. I shielded myself out, the intruder had used a Sub machine Gun and while his attacks were not directed at a particular target, he just shot as much as he could, all round.I passed through the back door, using the stair way that led to an empty underground garage. I got into my car and drove back home. On my way out, I saw the bodies of my soldiers lying outside the warehouse. The intruder had killed them all silently and it had happened during the call. They plan to take Kathie, get their friend and keep me on the losing end. This was not the work of the Vikings, they definitely had a greater help else, they w
Honor In Vengeance Chapter 90
Ayla's POV He seriously only thought about himself and he even had the guts to admit it so blatantly. I hate him so much, so fucking much. What does he take me for anyway? Keeping me in the dark is going to keep me safe, total bullshit. Pablo will still come for me, I have heard of his numerous killing escapades and he is definitely not going to let me be if he realizes I am still alive. There's only one way to it; though two actually I choose the one that helps me show Michael just how ruthless I can be. He thinks I am just a little girl that he can toss around well he will just have to see, the hard way, that I can survive in the wild. "Ayla, there you are. Michael came looking for you...What happened?" My mother ranted off, immediately I walked in I stomped off from her presence and shut the door to my room. "I am going to show you Michael, that I can do just what you are doing." I vented out my anger, tossing some needed clothes and accessories into my bag. I arranged a boot
Honor In Vengeance chapter 91
Pablo’s POV There was still no call from Gunner, nothing to indicate that he had survived but I was sure he had. He has faced worse and he conquered them all. An abrupt shooting spree was nothing he could not handle. I just needed to focus and keep my head in the game. Smith pushed the steel doors open and walked in sluggishly, panting heavily before flat of an armless sofa. He was too weak to be of any use to me, he was just a waste of space but I needed bait, a worm to catch the stubborn fish from the water and he seemed like the only willful option if he would agree. “Smith, come over.” I ordered and watched him sluggishly drag himself off the chair and shuttle towards me. “We need to get them to come after me again. You are gonna be the bait and you ain’t gonna complain or say a word out of the context, here or there.” “A bait? That will not be possible. I cannot be a part of your bullshit plan to sabotage innocent lives.” He yelled back at me, suddenly revitalized “They are
Honor In Vengeance Chapter 92
Ayla’s POV Where was I? I could barely remember anything, my memory took a pause at the time I was saved by an unknown man from Pablo and my head ached from trying to recall what had happened after that. I tried to get up but my limbs were weak, it was like I had been sedated and I could barely control my body to move. I opened my eyes to a luxurious view of dropping chandelier of rather expensive cut. Where was I? I tried turning my head to look around and I noticed that it was definitely not my room and definitely not Michael’s, so I was not anywhere near home. Was I kidnapped? That was very unlikely because I felt way too comfortable in the feather like bed to have actually been kidnapped. “It is about time you woke up. After ruining my evening and scattering my plans you do not deserve any more sleep than you have already gotten.” A thick voice welcomed me followed by a handsome man with muscular build. He did not look familiar in any way but his facial features made my head ac
Honor In Vengeance Chapter 93
Ayla’s POV “Get her out, now.” Shuffling feet approaching got my eyes opened again. I had barely slept, maybe just dozed off a bit. A man towered over me, looking straight in the eye before leaning down to pull me up. “What are you doing?” I struggled against his sinew arms on mine “Let go.” He suddenly let go and I fell to the bed with a thud. “Get up and get out.” “What is this? Who are you anyway?” I glared at the ma from before that instructed me to eat and then leave. Was he the one who saved me from Pablo? Why then was he acting so strange? “Get her out then.” He turned to leave as he ordered the same man again. “Wait.” I got down hastily from the bed, my feet almost tangled in the sheets before reaching him. “Do on touch, talk from a distance.” His voice was ice cold and I wondered why he saved me when he was just going to be so rude and throw me out again. “Who are you?” “What sort of a ridiculous question is that? After latching so tightly to me, I expect you would
Honor In Vengeance Chapter 1
The sun rose in the east as usual, it reflected on the buildings and trees, leaving it with a yellow glow effect.Prisoners were chained and tied to one another as they were taken to their place of morning duties. They wore a uniform orange jumpsuit which indicates they are prisoners.While some who didn't have or have completed their morning duties remained in their prisons, locked and secured from the outside world as usual. Among them is the ingenious man who was elated and feeling different from other prisoners or maybe will be wholly different as he will be let out today and won't be addressed as a prisoner again.Earlier this week, man was called out of the blue to meet with the chief executive officer at his office. At first, he was petrified with the thought of adding or sending him to a bigger level of punishment, due to what has happened to other prisoners when they are being called. Little did he know that it was going to be the happiest moment in his life so far.He was to
Honor In Vengeance Chapter 2
Micheal clenched his first, his jaw clenched, he was furious and was feeling hot out of the news. He wanted to smash something and relay his anger on it.How can Kathie abandon him for that monster, that bastard that was responsible for him being put behind bars for a long time? He was swelled up in anger.He squeezed the glass bottle tightly attempting to smash it with bare hands, Jaden was scared that he would bring people's attention to them.“Where the hell is the wedding taking place?” he finally asked through gritted teeth, his eyes clouded in rage.Jaden cleared his throat, “I think you should calm down Michael, you are getting yourself worked up” Jaden was concerned over his friend's well-being, it was not up to an hour he was released, seeing him devastated was clenching his heart.Micheal smashed his hand on the table, which made a harsh sound and attracted the nearby neighbour's attention. Jaden's heart skipped.“Jaden, Where the hell is the wedding taking place?!” he raise
Honor In Vengeance Chapter 3
Michael tried to remain calm, given that this hurts like hell, he would want to know why Kathie betrayed him. He was still in shock at how everything was playing, he really wanted someone to tap him or pour him water that it's a dream. He is still in denial.Seeing that Kathie wasn't feeling remorseful over her actions, he is gradually accepting the hurt, the outrage.He looked into her eyes, not flickering.He asked, “Why did you do this, Kath?”“Why the hell did you marry my enemy, Kathie?” Michael asked again.Kathie scoffed, “Why the hell did I marry your enemy?”“Isn't it clear Micheal, you are strapped and a loser!” she jeered, “wait… did you expect me to be with a prisoner, a man who is dragged around and punished by his fellow men, a shillingless man and a worthless one at that, a fucking loser?”She shook her head in disbelief, “In your dreams, Micheal. Not me. I am well-off, and I don't need you in my life, learn that or burn in hell!”Pablo is the young master of the 'smith