Oliver gazed tenderly into Logan's eyes and spoke with a mixture of relief and adoration."Look at me, Logan. I'm right here with you. Nothing has happened to you, I promise."Logan, weak but determined, turned her gaze towards Oliver and slowly raised her trembling hand to touch his face. With a questioning tone, she asked, "Is that really you, Oliver?"With a gentle nod, Oliver affirmed, "Yes, it's me, Logan. I'm here by your side." Swiftly, he switched on the lights, illuminating the previously dim room.A smile formed on Logan's face as she recognized Oliver's familiar features. She reached out to touch her lips and inquired, "Why is your mouth stained with blood? Did you kiss me?"Oliver chuckled amidst tears and nodded, confessing, "Yes, my love. I kissed you. I love you so deeply, and I couldn't bear the thought of losing you."Logan, her voice filled with concern, shared, "They demanded the money, and I gave it to them. But still, they stabbed me and took my phone. It holds im
Maria stepped on the gas, her frustration fueling her determination to catch up with Oliver. She pushed her car to its limits, desperately trying to close the gap between them. Her anger consumed her as she clenched the steering wheel, her knuckles turning white.But no matter how hard Maria tried, her car couldn't match the speed and agility of Oliver's vehicle. The distance between them widened with each passing second, leaving her seething with frustration. She slammed her hand against the steering wheel in a fit of anger, cursing under her breath."Damn it!" She exclaimed, her voice laced with annoyance. "I'll spare you for now, but I won't forget those car numbers. You'll pay for this, and I'll make sure you kneel and apologize!"With those determined words, Maria made a sharp turn, leaving behind the pursuit of Oliver.Oliver, completely oblivious to Maria's failed attempt to catch up with him, continued to barrel down the road. His mind was consumed by thoughts of vengeance, hi
Huh? The man stood frozen in shock, his eyes wide with disbelief as he stared at the lifeless body of his fallen comrade sprawled on the cold warehouse floor. Fear gripped his heart, sending adrenaline coursing through his veins. Without a moment's hesitation, he turned on his heels and fled deeper into the labyrinthine expanse of the warehouse, his voice trembling with panic as he screamed for his fellow gang members to arm themselves, warning of an intruder in their midst.Oliver's lips curled into a bitter chuckle, a mix of amusement and anger. He took a deep breath to steady himself, his determination unwavering, and began to make his way towards the source of the commotion. As he ventured further into the sprawling base, the magnitude of its size became apparent, each step bringing him closer to the heart of the Crimson Shadows' stronghold.Suddenly, his senses sharpened, and he halted in his tracks, straining his ears to catch the faintest sound. There it was, the soft pitter-pat
Pheew!""It was as if lightning had struck everyone present. They all felt hot instantly because of fear. With a heavy sigh escaping his lips, Oliver scanned the men before him, their faces etched with a mix of unease and apprehension. Sensing their silence, he knew it was time to share a story that would strike fear deep within their hearts."I want to tell you all a story," Oliver declared, his tone firm yet tinged with a hint of sorrow. The men exchanged wary glances, their faces etched with trepidation. "Once, there was a guy who went to a restaurant with his beautiful, loving girlfriend. They were enjoying their meal when she excused herself to use the restroom."A palpable tension settled over the room as the men listened intently, knowing that the tale held a deeper significance for them. Oliver continued, his voice resonating with a mixture of pain and determination. "In that restroom, she was attacked by a group of individuals. They demanded money, and she complied. They as
"God!" The men at the back shouted and stepped back, fear evident in their eyes. Even one of the men who was kneeling couldn't help but cry out, "God!"Oliver's brow furrowed, his expression filled with displeasure. "Why are you unnecessarily dragging God into a case I'm settling?" He retorted sharply.His gaze shifted to the man who had also shouted and raised his hand swiftly, delivering a resounding slap across the man's face. "You kill the innocent but scream God when witnessing the same scene?" Oliver's voice was laced with disdain. The man swallowed hard, his eyes filled with fear. He pointed to the three individuals kneeling beside him and pleaded, "Sir, they killed your girlfriend, not me. I only sat back and watched as they did it."Oliver nodded slowly, a dangerous smile playing on his lips. "So, you claim innocence?" he asked, his voice chillingly calm.The man nodded vigorously. "I swear, sir, I had no part in it," he insisted, desperation evident in his voice.Oliver's sm
Meanwhile, at the Storm family house, the atmosphere was filled with tension and unease. It was late, and Garcia Storm, the matriarch of the family, anxiously paced around the hall. The rest of the family members were seated in silence, their worried expressions mirroring Garcia's concern. No one spoke, as they were all clueless about Oliver's whereabouts and the unfolding events."I wish wherever he is, he doesn't return." Magnus whispered with a frown. Garcia reached for her phone, intending to make a call for an update, but then she remembered Oliver's words, and with a heavy sigh, she placed the phone back down on the table. The uncertainty and fear in her heart only grew stronger.The butler, ever present and attentive, noticed Garcia's distress and approached her. He offered some words of reassurance, saying, "President, please don't worry yourself. I believe Master Oliver will be safe."Garcia shook her head, her worry etched on her face. "He has entered a dangerous zone, But
Victoria, her expression a mix of fear and admiration, spoke softly, her words almost lost in the air. "Perhaps there's more to Oliver than we've ever known. The depths of his love for Logan have driven him to this extreme."Cedric, his voice trembling with a mix of awe and concern, added, "But at what cost? The repercussions of this act will be felt far and wide. Our family's name will forever be associated with this extreme display of vengeance."Ambrose, his usually sharp mind struggling to find reason, whispered, his words laced with a mix of shock and curiosity. "How did he do it? How did Oliver bring down an entire gang of that magnitude?"Their whispers intertwined, creating a chorus of confusion and apprehension. Each family member grappled with their own thoughts, their minds racing to reconcile the unimaginable power displayed by Oliver with the consequences that would inevitably follow.Garcia turned around and made her way upstairs, her mind filled with concern and curiosi
Meanwhile, on a quiet road in Boston, a car sped along at high speed. Inside the vehicle were four dangerous-looking men and Felix Taylor, the young master of the Taylor family. The driver completed the group of five. They were on a mission to the Ellison manor, tasked with the gruesome assignment of eliminating Oliver's wife, Zelda, and his mother-in-law, Abigail Ellison.In the car, Felix's anger was palpable as he voiced his sinister plans. "That bastard Oliver," he seethed. "Tomorrow will be a black day for him, wherever he may be. I will force myself on his wife and capture it on video before I kill her. And if his mother-in-law is as beautiful, I'll include her too." He, relished in his wicked intentions.Approaching the sharp curve, The car was speeding at a dangerous rate, and their thoughts were consumed by their wicked intentions. They failed to anticipate the sharp turn ahead, and just as they were about to navigate it, a white Range Rover unexpectedly appeared, hurtling t