Ray was about to assault Lisa when suddenly his phone rang. He paused, withdrawing from her, and answered the call. Lisa lay there sobbing, too terrified to move.“Okay, I’ll be there soon,” Ray said into the phone. “Thanks,” he added, then ended the call.He shot Lisa one last cold look and walked out of the room. Lisa heard the door lock behind him. A few minutes later, she heard the sound of a car driving away.Desperately, Lisa got up and rushed to the door, pounding on it with all her strength, but it didn’t even budge. Her tears flowed freely as she sank to the floor, feeling overwhelmed with guilt and self-blame for trusting so easilyAs she sat on the floor, her mind raced with thoughts of Jessica. She wondered if her friend was okay. The image of Jessica lying unconscious in the parking lot haunted her. Guilt and worry gripped her heart. She wished she had been able to stay with Jessica, to make sure she was safe. Now, all Lisa could do was hope that Jessica had received help
Anna wrapped her arms around Mello and held him tightly. "She's going to be fine, Mello. It wasn't your fault," she said, her voice soothing as she shared in his pain.Mello sniffled, his voice filled with regret. "It’s always been my fault. She was happy without me all these months. Now, all I’m bringing her is pain. I don’t know...""Shhh, stop being so harsh on yourself," Anna said gently.Anna looked at Mello with determination. “She’ll be seen before dawn. She’ll be here dancing in your arms,” she assured him.Just then, Kelan rushed in with security personnel. Anna quickly disengaged from Mello and turned to them.Before Mello could say anything, Anna spoke urgently, “Have you seen her? Is she safe? Is she outside? Please, bring her here.”Kelan breathed hard before responding. “We haven’t found her yet, but we did manage to capture one of the men who came with Ray. He’s in our custody.”At the mention of this, Mello jumped up. “Take me to him.”Anna tried to follow, but Mello s
soon Morning came, but Mello hadn’t slept. Every time he tried, he’d wake up from a different nightmare about Lisa. His mind replayed dark scenes of her in danger, helpless and scared, and he couldn't shake them off.The room was cool, but he felt unbearably hot, his skin clammy with sweat. His thoughts raced, and his chest felt tight. All he wanted was for Lisa to be safe, and the thought of not knowing where she was or what was happening to her was driving him to the edge.Mello rubbed his head gently, trying to ease the pounding ache. The bright light in the room made him squint as he looked around. The morning sun streamed in through the slightly open window, casting warm rays across the floor. He realized he had fallen asleep in the living room. Slowly getting up, he glanced around, disoriented. The weight of everything that had happened yesterday hung heavy on him. The room felt empty and too quiet, the silence only amplifying his worry for Lisa.Mello got up and rubbed his tir
" Where the hell did you keep her! "Mello angered with a blow to Ray's cheek.Ray's head snapped to the side from the force of the blow. He spat out more blood, grinning through the pain. "You think beating me will get you what you want?" he taunted, his voice hoarse but mocking. "I’ve been through worse."Mello's patience was wearing thin. His fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white. "Tell me where she is!" he shouted, his voice cracking with a mix of anger and desperation.Ray laughed again, low and sinister. "You’ll have to do better than that," he said, his eyes gleaming with malice. "I’m the only one who knows where she is, and you’ll have to play by my rules if you want to see her alive."Mello's fury boiled over. He grabbed Ray by the collar, lifting him from the chair. "I will break you," Mello snarled through gritted teeth, "and I’ll find her, with or without your help"**Sir Ren sat in his office that early morning, his usually bright eyes clouded with a di
A knock echoed through Sir Ren's office door before it creaked open, and Sean strode in with a casual confidence. His broad frame filled the doorway for a moment before he stepped in fully, stretching his arms and popping his knuckles as he moved. The sound was sharp and deliberate, like someone readying themselves for a fight.He let out a long sigh, a smirk playing on his lips as he approached Sir Ren’s desk. Without waiting for an invitation, he dropped into the chair opposite Ren, his expression amused. He chuckled softly, a short, devilish laugh that hinted at mischief or perhaps something darker."Well, well, seems like there's some chaos in the air," Sean said, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. "What’s the game today, Boss? I’m guessing it’s not a social call. I've been on break for far too long."Sir Ren's smile widened, his eyes narrowing with a cold, calculating gleam. "I see you're already thinking ahead, Sean," he said, leaning back in his chair. "That’s exactly why I k
Sean picked up his phone and began dialing numbers with swift, practiced movements. Each call was brief but urgent, as he reached out to his network of informants scattered across the city. The minutes ticked by, each call yielding little useful information until finally, one of his contacts answered with a shaky voice. “Sean, I’ve got something,” the informant said, a note of excitement in his tone. “I saw Ray last night, right after he took Lisa. I’ve been tracking him since.” Sean’s attention sharpened. “Where did he go? Give me the details.” The informant quickly relayed the information. “He headed towards the woods on the edge of town. It’s a rundown area, easy to miss. The exact spot is a place not known to all . It’s secluded, not a place many people go. I'll make the area on the map and send it to you” Sean’s mind raced as he took down the location. “Thanks for the tip. I’ll handle it from here.” He hung up and immediately ignited the engine. The car came to life wi
Sean returned shortly after, carrying a small bag in his hand. Lisa, overwhelmed with fear, struggled to move Mello but found him too heavy. Sean grabbed her by the hair, dragging her away from Mello’s unconscious body. She cried out in pain, her pleas growing more desperate. “Please, please let me go!” she sobbed, her voice trembling with anguish.Sean was about to lift her onto his shoulders when he felt a sharp tap on his shoulder. Turning around, he was met with a fierce punch from Mello. Stumbling back, Sean was tackled to the ground by Mello, who straddled him and began to punch him furiously.“This is for Lisa!” Mello shouted, his face a grimace of rage as he threw another punch. “This is for touching her!” he roared, landing blow after blow. Sean’s face was soon a swollen, bloody mess. Despite the pain and his distorted features, Mello didn’t stop. He continued to strike Sean, his anger and desperation driving each punch until Sean was barely recognizable.Mello stopped as so
When she woke up again, it was dark outside, and the room was dimly lit by a single overhead light. A nurse was checking her IV drip, and Kelan was back, sitting by her bedside. She looked around, disoriented for a moment.“Lisa,” Kelan whispered, leaning closer. “They said you can see Mello now, but only for a few minutes. He’s still in pretty bad shape.”She nodded weakly. “Please, take me to him.”The nurse brought a wheelchair, and with Kelan's help, Lisa was carefully moved into it. Every movement sent small jolts of pain through her, but she didn’t care. She needed to see Mello.As they wheeled her down the hallway, the soft hum of hospital machinery and hushed voices filled the space. When they reached the roomAs Lisa looked around the room she was in, the door creaked open, revealing the most handsome man she had ever seen. She couldn’t believe it—she was actually blushing.Mello stepped inside, a bright smile on his face, holding a bouquet of flowers. He was dressed in a bla
Just then, the warehouse doors swung open with a bang, and Mello rushed in, his steps quick and full of purpose. His eyes locked onto Sir Ren's, unflinching."Malcolm, what is so important?" Mello said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. His sudden appearance left Sir Ren stunned, unable to mask his shock. How did Mello manage to bypass his guards so easily?"What... what are you doing here?" Sir Ren snarled, anger twisting his features as he tried to regain his composure.Mello simply smiled, that infuriating calm spreading across his face, as if he knew something Sir Ren didn't. That smile was enough to make Sir Ren hiss with frustration, realizing he was surrounded by evidence that could incriminate him.Panic flickered across Sir Ren's face, his eyes darting to the drugs and documents scattered around. "Shit! Everybody clear out! Move! Gun him down, now!" Sir Ren screamed, his voice cracking with desperation as he reached for his men.But before he could finish his order, the room s
As Mello drove away, the lights from his father's mansion grew smaller in the rearview mirror until they disappeared entirely. His jaw was clenched tight, muscles tense, as his mind raced with the weight of everything he’d just faced. The meeting had been more painful than he’d imagined, more personal than he had wanted it to be. But there was no room for regret now.He took a deep breath, his fingers drumming impatiently against the steering wheel. This was the last step of the plan, the final confrontation that would bring everything together. Yet, in the back of his mind, a whisper of doubt gnawed at him—would his father really let him go through with this? Or was there another twist waiting in the shadows?As he drove through the dimly lit streets, his phone buzzed on the passenger seat. He hesitated, glancing at the screen. It was a message from Zach.**"All set on my end. Sir Ren’s warehouse is under close watch. Your move now. Make it count."**Mello’s eyes narrowed, the resolv
Mello smiled politely as he rose from the plush leather chair. “Thank you, President,” he said, his tone measured, careful not to let the adrenaline that still pulsed through his veins leak into his voice.He turned to leave, but before he could take more than a step, Sir Asher’s voice stopped him. “It’s late, Mello. Why don’t you stay here tonight? Get some rest.”Mello paused, his back to the man, and allowed a moment of consideration to pass. The offer was laced with something more—an unspoken test. Was this an olive branch, or was it bait? Either way, he couldn’t stay.He smiled, glancing over his shoulder. “I’m a man of time, and unfortunately, I don’t have much to spare at the moment. I appreciate the offer, though.”Sir Asher studied him for a second, then gave a curt nod. “Very well,” he replied, his face expressionless, though the calculating gleam in his eyes hadn’t faded.Mello turned and headed for the door, walking with an air of calm composure, though every nerve in his
As Mello left Sir Nerio’s residence, he couldn't shake the feeling of betrayal hanging over him like a storm cloud. His father’s silence over the years suddenly made sense, and he felt a mix of anger and disappointment rising in his chest. But he pushed those emotions aside; he had a mission to complete.The ride to Sir Asher’s estate was long, giving Mello time to strategize. He needed to gather more evidence, and he couldn’t let his father’s involvement cloud his judgment. When he finally arrived, the sight before him was nothing short of overwhelming.The estate loomed like a fortress, sprawling over vast acres with manicured lawns, fountains, and elaborate sculptures. It looked more like a city than a home. Mello stepped out of his car, taking a moment to adjust his suit, ensuring he looked every bit the part of a powerful player in this high-stakes game.As he approached the entrance, two guards stood at attention, their eyes scanning him with a mix of suspicion and curiosity. He
Mello settled into the plush booth, his heart pounding as he faced Sir Nerio. The Prime Minister looked polished and composed, as expected, but Mello knew beneath that facade lay a man tangled in a web of corruption. “Let’s skip the pleasantries,” Mello began, his tone firm and unwavering. “I’m not here to exchange small talk. I know about your dealings with Sir Ren.”Sir Nerio feigned confusion, raising an eyebrow. “What dealings? I’m not sure what you’re talking about, Mello. You must be mistaken.”Mello couldn’t help but smirk at the Prime Minister’s naivety. “Mistaken? Really? I have video evidence of you in a room full of drugs, discussing shipments with Sir Ren.” He pulled out his phone, swiping through the screens until he found the video. He pressed play, and the room filled with the sound of laughter echoing from the screen.The footage showed Sir Ren and Sir Nerio, surrounded by piles of drugs, their faces illuminated by the dim lights of the room. The two men leaned in clo
Mello felt a surge of realization wash over him. No wonder his father had never interfered with Sir Ren's dealings all these years. The weight of his father’s choices settled heavily in his gut. Even though Mr. Buster had the power to quench Sir Ren's operations, he never did. The truth was painfully clear: Sir Ren had something on him, some past dealings and evidence that kept him silent.Mello clenched his jaw, anger bubbling beneath the surface. His father, a man he had respected, was ensnared in a web of deceit, trapped by his own mistakes. It was infuriating to think that the very person who should have been a protector had chosen to align with a monster out of fear.The room was still, the atmosphere thick with tension. Mello looked at his team, their faces a mix of concern and determination. He couldn’t let this betrayal distract him. He had a mission to accomplish.“Alright, let’s focus,” he said, forcing his voice to remain steady. “So, any update on Sir Vane?” Mello asked,
As the evening shadows stretched across the sky, Mello felt a surge of impatience. He couldn’t wait any longer. Something inside him gnawed at his sense of urgency.He turned to Lisa, who was resting beside him. “I’ve got to go,” he said softly, brushing a kiss against her forehead. Before she could protest or ask him to stay, Mello was already on his feet, leaving her with just a glance.In the living room, he pulled out his phone and dialed Kelan. His voice was steady, but there was a quiet intensity beneath it. “Kelan, gather the team. We’re meeting at the hideout. It’s time.”There was a brief pause on the other end before Kelan answered, “We’ll be ready.”Mello ended the call, his mind racing. Tonight would set everything in motion.Mello slipped into his car, the engine purring to life as he pulled out of the driveway. The city lights flickered in the distance, but his mind was elsewhere, focused on the task ahead. The weight of the evidence he’d seen gnawed at him—the video of
Mello lay in bed, his thoughts racing. The room was quiet now; Kelan and Lisa had gone to the doctor to finalize his discharge. He rubbed his temples, trying to make sense of everything. The previous night still haunted him, but it also fueled his determination.Suddenly, the phone beside him rang. It wasn’t his. He glanced at the unknown number flashing on the screen, instinct telling him to answer. Hesitating for a moment, he placed the call on speaker."Hope it didn’t hurt much," a familiar voice chuckled through the speaker. It was Zach, his tone mocking yet amused.Mello couldn’t help but laugh. "You’re crazy, but I’ve got to hand it to you, it was a brilliant plan."Zach’s laughter followed. "That means you owe me, you know, for boosting your fame and making you the talk of the town overnight."Mello smiled, recalling how close he came to losing everything. "When I nearly died last night? Yeah, thanks for that.""It was just a light knockout. You’re still here, right?" Zach’s gr
the next morning When Mello opened his eyes, he found himself in a room full of people, all watching him with worried expressions. Their whispers filled the air. "He's awake," someone said softly.Disoriented, Mello rubbed his eyes and saw Kelan and Lisa standing nearby, their faces pale with fear. He slowly sat up in bed, feeling a dull ache in his head. "What's going on?" he asked, his voice groggy.Kelan motioned for the others to leave, and soon it was just the three of them in the room. Lisa, sitting by his side, took his hand and spoke " thank God" Mello stared at her, trying to process what had happened. Mello blinked slowly, trying to piece together what had happened. His body felt heavy, his mind foggy. He looked down at Lisa, who was resting her head on his legs, her silent tears soaking into the blanket. The weight of her words sank in, but they felt distant, like an echo from a dream."Attacked?" he muttered, still rubbing his temple. His eyes flickered over to Kelan